"What does it smell like?"

Fang Zheng was surprised, this sudden aroma made him a little moved, it was really intoxicating.

Fang Zheng, who was originally thinking of continuing to look for the target, hesitated and changed his mind, this sudden change may be the special feature of this space, it is just convenient to use this fragrance to attract people's attention, if this strange fragrance is really emitted by some kind of treasure, then it will be even more profitable to find a way to get it!

Jia Yu, who said goodbye to Fang Zheng, also smelled the fragrance that seemed to emerge out of thin air in the air at this time, such as musk orchid, which was obviously very rich but would not make people feel bored, and even after smelling it, they felt that this fragrance was very elegant.

Convergence of the breath to run the lichen method, Fang Zheng began to judge the direction of the fragrance, different from when the aroma first appeared, at this time the aroma has already changed slightly.

The fragrance that permeated the entire forest alarmed all the monks who were exploring in the forest, and often the things with such an amazing fragrance were either extremely rare treasures or extremely poisonous poisons, but anything would have its unique value to the extreme, so the monks who had obeyed the orders of the elders in the door to enter here to find treasures were all boiling.

Fang Zheng walked all the way and couldn't help but smile when he saw many monks who were also carefully hiding their whereabouts, his current ability was enough to make many monks here unable to see him, but he could easily see through the hidden methods of others, so as to see their aura.

It's really not that these monks are not careful enough, their methods are really a little powerless in front of Fang Zheng, who has cultivated the breathing spell.

"It's a pity that my breeze blowing on the hill is not as powerful as this lichen method, it is all spells, but this attack method only has that power. Fang Zheng complained in his heart about the first small spell recorded in his exercises.

"Young master, these two people are unwilling to hand over what they have gained. A group of people appeared in the forest not far away, and there was actually a black-clothed young man sitting on a chair carried by the two of them.

Looking at this scene, Fang Zheng thought about it for a while and decided to take a look at it on the side, but he didn't know how the two people who were beaten and bloodied over there were targeted by this group of people.

"Don't you two know the name of my Qingsoul Crossing?" The young man in black looked indifferent, and his eyes were cold when he looked at these two people.

Hearing this, the two of them hurriedly shook their heads: "Young Master You, how could I not have heard of the Green Soul Crossing, during this time, Young Master You's reputation has spread all over the Daming Domain." ”

The young man sitting on the seat leaned forward slightly when he heard this, and his eyes looked at the two people: "Then, what do I want?"

"I... We gave it, Young Master You, these junior disciples of yours don't want to believe it. One of the people below hesitated, then looked at a young man standing to the side out of the corner of his eye.

"Mo Qi?" the boy jumped out of his seat and looked at the young man.

The young man known as Mo Qi was slightly stunned: "Young Master You, I, they gave me a small blue flower!"

"Bring it!" the young man in black stretched out his hand, his face grim.

Taking a small blue flower from the young man's trembling hand, the black-clothed young man frowned: "You all know what I Jiang You do, don't always think what you think, I don't want you to think, I want me to feel!"

"Young Master You, are you saying that this flower is really extraordinary?" someone next to him took the initiative to ask very sensibly.

Fang Zheng, who was quietly watching, had a strange expression, why did he always feel that this young man was a little familiar with what he had just said?

After thinking for a moment, Fang Zheng looked at the young man in black with a puzzled face: Could it be that Teacher Huang is also wearing it?

Jiang You glanced at the person who asked and nodded lightly: "This flower is a very special word, it is rumored that this little flower used to be an ordinary flower, and then for some reason it has a special spiritual power, after crushing it, it can pull the people around it into a special illusion, my father once said that some people in other domains take pleasure in it." ”

Listening to such an introduction, Fang Zheng couldn't help but look at the little blue flower in Jiang You's hand, he didn't expect that this ordinary-looking little flower had such magical power.

"Bang..."

The sound of flowers grinding sounded in Jiang You's palm.

A flash of surprise flashed across Fang Zheng's face, and then he couldn't dodge being swept away by the sudden roll of spiritual power in that circle.

"The ancients once said that lovesickness is the most soul-breaking thing, and after decades of drinking, I can't wait for people to return..."

A faint sigh sounded, and Fang Zheng was like a third party witnessing a story from a bystander's perspective.

Xiao Qingzhu in the corner of the courtyard was full of vitality, and the little scholar before going out to the private school took a small kettle to water Xiao Qingzhu with a reluctant face: "Xiao Qingzhu, I will come back soon." ”

Time flies, and Fang Zheng, who has watched the story progress all the way, has long been full of tears but still doesn't know when he is full of tears.

"You said that the wine made from dew is the sweetest, you said that the pale blue flowers on the banks of the creek are the most beautiful when the wind blows, and you said that you will come back soon. The woman's voice was calm, as if telling an unrelated story.

Fang Zheng, who has always watched the entire fantasy story, understands that this should be the voice of this green bamboo girl, but the lovesick person has broken his intestines, and this voice is not sad or happy.

"Qingshen wine, they call me Qingshen, but I have always been just that green bamboo, this wine used to be his favorite taste, but I have brewed countless times, and I have not brewed the taste of that time for thousands of years. ”

Fang Zheng was silent, of course he understood what the taste of this Qingzhu girl wanted at that time, but if the person who left did not return, there would never be the taste of that time.

"The sun and the moon are warm and fry life, but what about demons, in order to wait and dare not turn into immortals, in order to not die, you can only sleep for a long time, but your favorite fireworks are almost gone..."

As soon as the illusion in front of him changed, Fang Zheng saw a bloody light, wrapped in a dark and inky sin that was visible to ordinary people, and the dense light of sin crossed the sky and fell to the ground.

The final environment is a flash of blue light, and a rain falls between the heavens and the earth...

"What is that blood light?" Fang Zheng couldn't help but fall into deep thought, the picture displayed in this illusion showed that this Qingzhu girl's cultivation was by no means ordinary, but in the face of that blood light, she was defeated in just one move!

"It turns out that this strange fragrance is the taste of Qingshen wine, and it turns into fine wine with life, is this the last trace left in the world?"

Fang Zheng naturally saw the ordinary people who looked comfortable after the rain in the illusion, and he admired the choice of this green bamboo girl even more, looking at the situation in the illusion, she seemed to be just protecting the love of the person she loved.

"Fireworks in the world, but they are also worthy of love. Fang Zheng felt that his consciousness was slowly detaching himself from the illusion, and shook his head with some regret.

"Quick! we must find the liquor made of those raindrops!" A voice sounded, bringing Fang Zheng, who was immersed in regret, back to his senses.