4283. Chapter 4270 Do you have evening fog flowers on your body?
Chapter 4270 Do you have evening mist flowers on you?
"Didn't I welcome you in person? I'm standing here, isn't it the best proof?"
Baby Feng: "..."
"I said that if she comes here alive, I will personally greet her.
I have welcomed her, but - she is dying, does this have nothing to do with me?
If she is alive, she can do whatever she wants, but if she dies, she can't do anything."
He hates women the most!
This little girl is actually here.
He felt very unhappy.
If I hadn't left what I said before,
Baby Feng was furious, "You, you, you!!!"
Wanhua chuckled, "Okay, okay, I'm leaving."
As soon as Wan Hua took a step, his ankle tightened suddenly.
He lowered his head.
I saw a slender, white hand on my ankle.
Lan Shengxue was holding him tightly.
Wanhua raised his eyebrows.
Lan Shengxue slowly opened her eyes, "I'm still alive..."
Wanhua found it interesting, "But you are about to die."
"I'm not dead yet." Lan Shengxue looked at Wanhua and spoke word by word.
"Then tell me, what can you do now?"
"No matter what I can do, I can't die."
"Ah ha!" This was the first time Wanhua heard someone say that he could not die. "Your face is as pale as snow, your breath is weak, and your body is covered in bruises. You may die at any time."
Lan Shengxue lay on the ground, curling her lips and sneering, "It's not too late for you to leave after I'm completely dead."
The sky is getting brighter and brighter.
She felt a hot feeling in her body, spreading throughout her body.
It actually made her feel very comfortable.
Wan Hua looked at the layer of fluorescence floating around her body, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He had never seen this light before.
But this breath...
Why is it exactly the same as the scent of Xiwuhua?
The evening mist flower had bloomed a few days ago and withered.
The entire Exiled Land was in celebration that night.
Finally, one night, I no longer have to endure the pain of life being worse than death.
but--
Why does this little girl have the scent of Yuwuhua?
"where u from?"
As the fluorescence on Lan Shengxue flickered in and out, Wanhua asked in a deep voice.
"This is not a problem that you should worry about." Although Lan Shengxue was weak, her momentum was not small.
"A person who is almost dead is still so stubborn?"
The fluorescence on her body gradually dimmed.
Lan Shengxue sat up from the ground.
His face looks much better than before.
Hua Jing's power relieved her injuries very well.
"You are born with a stubborn temper. There is nothing you can do about it."
Wanhua: "..."
This little girl!
"Do you have a mist flower on you?"
Lan Shengxue shook his head.
"Since there is no evening mist flower, how can you have the scent of evening mist flower?"
Lan Shengxue shook her head again.
"You little girl, you don't speak well!"
"It's not that I don't speak well, it's just that I don't want to speak."
"Why?"
"Because, senior, you didn't do what you said. I came alive and you welcomed me in person.
But if I remember correctly, you just said something.
If I hadn't died, I could have done whatever I wanted."
Wanhua thought about it and realized that there was such a thing.
He stared at Lan Shengxue, frowning and looking slightly unhappy, "Little girl, what do you want to do?"
Lan Shengxue smiled meaningfully, "Actually, it's not a big deal, I just want to ask Senior about something."