The afternoon sun was a little dazzling, through the silver-white brocade robe, it was much milder for a while, and a breeze blew, brushing Zhi'an's cheeks, Zhi'an clapped his hands and shouted: "That's right! No wonder I feel like I'm missing something! ”

Thinking of this, Zhi'an quickly ran into the house, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find fragrant items, but the result was very unexpected, because, at this time, Zhi'an realized that as a small flower essence, he didn't even have a sachet! "Really, other flowers have fragrances, why don't I have them, damn it!" Zhi'an was so angry that he stomped his feet, but he looked helpless.

After calming down, Zhi'an began to recall where there were flowers around the courtyard, there was only one trumpet flower in the yard that had not yet sprouted, and it seemed that there was grass in addition to trees in the woods, and I was afraid that I would have to go far to pick flowers. If you say by the river...... "That's right! Yan Zhi said that there are often many small wildflowers by the river, so it is better to go to the river to have a look! Now that it was decided, Zhi'an didn't waste any more time, picked up the cloth bag on the table, and ran to the small river in the backyard.

Weaving An hummed a little song while looking around, and walked about a mile, still not looking at anything. "What! All I found were flowers the size of a fingernail, and I couldn't use them at all! Yan Zhi is unreliable! Zhi'an sat by the river, looking at the gurgling water, and couldn't help but throw a small pebble into the river, "poof", the water splashed in all directions, and a white flower rose in response to the sound and fell on the bank.

"Oh my God! Is this a Kamigawa? Orian rubbed her eyes fiercely, and then looked at it, and the white flower still existed on the shore. Zhi'an picked up the white flower and put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it: "Wow, it's so fragrant!" Like picking up a treasure, Zhi'an put the flowers aside, and then picked up the stones around him and threw them violently, Zhi'an thought: if a stone can throw a flower, then a large pile of stones will definitely throw a big bouquet of flowers! Finally, under the perseverance of Weaving An, not a single flower was thrown......

"What's going on?" Zhi'an looked at the flower in his hand, "One is definitely not enough!" Xiaohua, where are you from? It's better to call out your brothers and sisters so you can be reunited. ”

Zhi'an smelled the fragrance of flowers again and sighed: "This is the real flower!" A flower with a floral fragrance is a flower with a soul, unlike me, it doesn't taste at all! However, since your flowers are so fragrant, you have to shoulder a great responsibility! Zhi'an smiled like an old witch, and Xiaohua trembled violently, as if she wanted to escape from Zhi'an's clutches.

"Huh? There was no wind, why did you move? Zhi'an looked up at the sky again, it was cloudless, and when she lowered her head again, the flowers in her hands appeared on the grass not far away. Seeing this, Zhi'an suddenly realized, nodded and said, "I understand, you want to escape!" Hehe, now that it's in my hands, don't even think about running away! You can't get rid of your fate! Orian lunged forward, but suddenly fell into the air. But this did not affect Zhi'an's desire to grasp the flower, and besides, Zhi'an had never wanted to be so persistent now.

Finally, after three hundred rounds of fighting with the flowers, Orian gasped and looked at the flowers in front of her viciously. And Hua'er also lay on the ground as if she was wilted, and shouted in a small voice: "Jianghua, if you don't come out again, I will ...... I'll go back! Because this voice was too small, like coming from afar, Zhi'an thought that the master was coming, and he was so frightened that he was about to run away, but he was stopped by a woman in green clothes, "Do you think that when you reach my hands, you can still run?" ”

Weaving An shuddered suddenly, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is this ...... This sister, I ...... I don't dare to destroy the flowers anymore, let it go...... Let me go! ”

The woman in Tsing Yi laughed wildly in her heart, it seems that she sees herself as Ah Shui! That's right, just plan and scare her, back then, I was bullied by her!

"Humph! I was originally a daffodil that practiced with peace of mind, seeing that today was a good day with a beautiful wind, so I absorbed the essence of heaven and earth at the bottom of the river, thinking that I could become an immortal today, but just when I was about to succeed, I was hit by a stone, and my efforts for a thousand years fell short! The woman in Tsing Yi was full of anger, pointed at Zhi'an fiercely with her hand, and scolded: "You little flower spirit who doesn't learn and don't know how to do it!" If the good deeds of this seat are ruined today, then I will destroy you to death, and pluck off the flowers on your branches one by one, and crush them into mud! ”

Hearing this, Zhi'an was cold and was retreating, but suddenly tripped over a stone, calling in his heart for the master to come quickly! But now this situation is very unfavorable to me, so I have to use a delaying strategy: "Sister Daffodil, you think, my flowers have no taste, they are not as fragrant as you, and it is useless for you to ask for my flowers, right, it is better for you to let me go, I will go to my master, let my master help you become an immortal, what do you think?" ”

The woman in Tsing Yi was half angry, and asked in disbelief, "Your master?" What kind of goblin is your master, who can have such great ability? ”

Zhi'an chick nodded in a rice-pecking style, and replied in a loud voice: "I won't tell you, my master is the second highness of the fairy world, and Mo Xuan is an immortal!" You think, his cultivation is so high, just pass it on to you, and you'll be absolutely fine, right! ”

"Nonsense!" After listening to the explanation, the woman in Tsing Yi was not half angry, but she was even more angry than just now, "Your Royal Highness of the Dignified Immortal Realm, how can you accept a half-baked little flower essence as an apprentice?" You're going to lie, or find a good reason! ”

Zhi'an's least favorite thing is that others call her half-hanging, so Zhi'an stood up suddenly and shouted: "Shike can be killed, but not humiliated!" You can not believe my master, but you can't laugh at me! I'm working hard to cultivate, and I'll soon become an immortal, but you're not allowed! Say me! Dabbler! ”

Looking at Zhi'an, who was cross-legged and full of anger on her face, the woman in Tsing Yi seemed to have a villain in her mind, who was already rolling on the ground with laughter, but in order to let the play continue, she still had an angry face on her face: "You are still reasonable!" I can't even change a sachet, I have to come out to pick flowers, and I say that I can't do it if I can't do it, why do I have to force words! I don't care, today is your time of death! Your cultivation is just enough to make up for your loss to me! ”

The woman in Tsing Yi trembled all over, emitting bursts of cyan light, flashing so that Weaving was busy covering her eyes, waiting for an opportunity to escape. At this moment, Zhi'an seemed to find something through the gap, and with a look of disbelief, he whispered, "Sister Daffodil...... Your real body has fallen ......"