"I followed him quietly, and he walked in the direction of the west of the city, but before he could pass the city gate, he only felt a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, the man's arm was cruelly removed......

Before the man could scream, his head was screwed off, and he was thrown by the murderer to Jiaoye's side, and blood gushed out of his veins, spraying her face.

In the silent air, only one sentence remained......

[Whoever comes near her, die!] 】

Jiaoye said with palpitations: "Then, that person disappeared, I vaguely saw his back, wearing a brown robe, as for the rest of the ,......"

Jiaoye shook her head, she took the Flower Spirit Pill, and although her current strength is not strong, it is not so weak that there is no room for counterattack.

But the man ...... The strength is too strong, the action is too neat, and no clues are left, except for that sentence.

She didn't even have time to keep up.

Brown robes......

A trace of confusion flashed in Mu Huachen's eyes, killing people in the invisible shadow, which was exactly the same as when Chang was undefeated and died.

The man in the brown robe...... Who is it?

What is the relationship with her?

In the dark, I felt that there was a thread pulling her, which was a feeling of extreme rejection and fear.

The heart suddenly jumped a beat.

The key king was the closest to Mu Huachen, sensing Mu Huachen's fear, his body unfolded, raised his eyes, and looked at Mu Huachen's tight jaw, a pair of bright and wise eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, there was a faint fragrance in the air, and Mu Huachen smelled it, and felt that his flustered heart began to calm down.

The scent was familiar and made her feel safe.

Suddenly, a petal fell, gently on her shoulder, she paused slightly, raised her fingers, pinched the petal, paused, and looked up at the sky.

The night sky is dark, and the stars are dotted.

Above his head, a demon mirror appeared.

From the whirlpool of the demon mirror, countless petals of different colors scattered like a goddess scattering flowers, slowly floating down, beautiful.

The petals have their own fragrance, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance, which is pleasant for the body and mind.

Leng Lone's eyes lit up, and he was a little excited, "This is the hundred flowers of the demon world!" ”

Leng Lonely pursed his lips, looked at Mu Huachen with small eyes, and saw Mu Huachen's expression gradually calming down, and suddenly felt a little proud.

I thought that the king was angry and left, but it turned out that he was jealous.

It's okay to be jealous, and he comforted the queen at such an important moment, which is really powerful!

Moreover, the man gave him the flower of eternal life, which is unique in the human world.

The Demon Emperor immediately returned to the Demon Realm and turned the most beautiful flower in the Demon Realm into a rain of petals and gave it to the queen.

It couldn't be too romantic!

This is called a hundred flowers, a stem is full of flowers of different shapes, the flowers are taller than the sky tree, and it is more dense, the only one in the demon world!

When Mu Huachen saw the demon mirror appear, he already knew whose action it was.

Flowers?

She's heard it.

In the medical books left by the fox, she had seen it.

The hundred flowers of the demon world bloom once in a hundred years, and the flowers are not only immortal, but also have great medicinal value!

It is said that this hundred flowers were also cultivated by the demon queen herself and given to the demon emperor's birthday gift.

Baihua is in the demon world, and the other five realms have no way to get in touch at all, and all the news she knows is learned from books, as for the facts, she doesn't know.