When the fragrance reaches a certain level and exceeds the limit of tolerance, it becomes no different from a smell.
"You're talking nonsense!"
There are only two things that Hua Wuqing cares about most in her life, one is his beauty, and the other is the fragrance of flowers on his body.
But now, the two things that he cares about the most and are proud of have been devalued by Ling Luo into being worthless.
Ling Luo looked at Hua Wuqing in panic, and took several steps back, making a gesture of rejection, with a hint of pleading in her voice: "Young Master, please stay away from me, the smell on your body
It’s really… it’s really…”
Hua Wuqing was so angry that her whole body trembled.
He is the proud son of the college. He is favored by the teachers and flattered by the students. No one has ever dared to treat him with this kind of attitude?
"What's wrong with me? I spend an hour every day taking aromatherapy baths. All my clothes are dyed with spices carefully prepared from twelve kinds of petals. I never eat onions or garlic.
Ginger is a hairy substance that causes bad breath."
Hua Wuqing was so angry that his nose was almost crooked. This damn woman, thanks to the first time he saw her, he thought she was good-looking, elegant, and a "beautiful thing".
No, he must let her correct her attitude towards him and completely eliminate her "wrong fallacies"!
But every time he took a step forward, the woman took two steps back with a look of horror on her face.
hateful.
At this moment, a voice came to mind on the largest arena in the Sky Arena: "The next battle will be between first-year Ling Luo and second-year Hua Wuqing."
Hua Wuqing stopped chasing, a charming smile appeared on her lips, and said proudly: "You are Ling Luo, let's go up to the stage and compete."
He must defeat this dead woman, let her feel his own aesthetics, and then make her completely bow at his feet.
Seeing the fragrant dead demon on the playing stage, Ling Luo began to rejoice. Fortunately, she didn't have breakfast, otherwise she would have vomited it all later.
"Luo'er, are you okay?" Xuanyuan Yu stretched out his hand and held her shoulders from behind, with a worried look on his face.
Ling Luo took out an elixir from the space ring, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it with a "gudong" sound.
"What did you eat?"
"This elixir can seal off my sense of smell within an hour." Ling Luo took a deep breath and said, "Otherwise, I would have been suffocated to death by that flower empress before the injection started.
Already."
"Flower Empress?" Xuanyuan Yu couldn't help but burst into laughter, "The description is really apt."
"Hey, Ling Luo, if you don't come up, I will treat you as giving up."
Hua Wuqing stood in the center of the arena and shouted at Ling Luo.
Ling Luo gave him a roll of her eyes and shouted: "Who said I have to admit defeat? I'll beat you back to your mother's womb later and rebuild you!"
She tapped her toes on the ground, jumped up, and flew to the right side of the arena, only five steps away from Hua Wuqing.
At this moment, Hua Wuqing was already in a fighting stance. Countless vines covered with spikes appeared in a three-meter radius around him. On the entire arena, large flowers and legs were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Bright flower bones the size of lanterns.
"Ling Luo, seeing that you were born well and can be considered a beautiful thing, I will give you preferential treatment and die in my flower field."