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Chapter 885 The Secret in the Sachet
Yu Qianying's anger reached its peak, and under her angry roar, the lacquered tarantula attacked You Xueran.

And in the underworld at this moment, taking advantage of Hua Li's inattention, Fen Mo snatched away the sachet from her waist.

Fen Mo rushed to You Xueran's bedroom with the sachet in its mouth, and walked a few steps forward with the sachet in its mouth, breathing in the smell of the sachet, and the smell became more and more strange.

Fenmo put down the sachet in his mouth, and used his paws to peel off the rope on the sachet, and poured out all the dried flowers in the sachet. The scent of dried flowers came to his nostrils. Fenmo let out a snort, and couldn't help whispering:
"It smells so weird..."

As a fox demon, it can smell things that ordinary people can't smell, such as death, such as injury, and it smells an extremely evil smell from these dried flowers on the ground.

Fen Mo felt that the smell in the dried flowers was very familiar, but it looked at the dried roses and couldn't tell why.

It lowered its head and sniffed at close range again, its limbs shook suddenly, Fen Mo's hind legs went weak and he sat down on the ground.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Fen Mo sitting on the ground, Ling Canglie walked over.

Fen Mo sat paralyzed, raised his head and said to Ling Canglie in a daze:

"The smell of this flower is so strange... I always feel that I have smelled this smell somewhere before."

"Smell of flowers?" Ling Canglie looked down at the dried flower petals on the ground. From his smell, the smell of dried flowers was nothing special.

Suddenly, the door of the dormitory opened from the outside, Hua Li stood outside the door, and immediately saw dried flowers and sachets scattered on the ground.

Her face froze for a moment, but she tried her best to maintain a calm expression on her face: "Fen Mo... did you take my sachet?"

This sachet was not an ordinary sachet, and Hua Li didn't know what was attached to the sachet by its owner, so that Hua Li could feel that the sachet had left her waist.

And after she wore the sachet, an inexplicable connection developed between herself and the sachet, which allowed her to follow this connection to find the location of the sachet.

Ling Canglie picked up the empty sachet on the ground. He flipped through the sachet, frowning, using his fingers to lightly tap the surface of the sachet, and a spell appeared.

"This is an association spell commonly used by people in Shanjian City." Ling Canglie raised his head and said to Hua Li:
"Who gave you this sachet?"

"I don't know." Hua Li said.

Ling Canglie said to her in a cold voice: "If you don't know, then I will confiscate the sachet and dried flowers."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Li rushed towards him, "The sachet is mine, why did you confiscate it?" she cried, bent down and reached out to pick up the dried flowers on the ground.

These dried flowers soaked in Morgan Gel fragrance are her magic weapon against You Xueran. In a few days, when the toxin of Morgan Jie Luo fragrance accumulates in You Xue Ran's body, the toxin will be able to attack How could Hua Li be willing to fall short at this moment!
Ling Canglie saw Hua Li picking up dried flowers on the ground, he looked at her coldly, frowned and said to her:

"Hua Li, have you forgotten your identity? Or are these flowers and sachets very important to you?"

The cold voice was suppressed with a strong aura, Hua Li trembled all over, she lowered her head, she knew that she was definitely not Ling Canglie's opponent, she clenched the dried flower in her hand, pursed her lips, and grasped The hand holding the dried flower hid behind his back.

As for her actions, it is obvious that there is no silver 300 taels here.

(End of this chapter)