Fengsha Jiangshan

Chapter 1080 Manzhushahua [2]

Manzhushahua is also the Bianhua, the only flower in the underworld in the legend, also called the soul-inducing flower. The Bianhua is a flower that blooms on the road to the underworld.

Flowers bloom for 1000 years, flowers fall for 1000 years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet...

Zhuge Canglan put aside Yutian Xuanhuang, stepped on the manzhushahua under his feet step by step, and walked faster and faster, until finally his feet seemed to be off the ground, as if he wanted to dance on the flowers. . .

The long skirt flutters behind her, like her wings, which can fly very high with a single flap of the wings!

The flowers under her feet are as bright and red as blood. From a distance, they look like a carpet made of blood. It is her favorite color. Blood, bloodlust, evokes the purest and cruelest memory in her heart.

In the previous life and in this life, scenes alternated back and forth in front of my eyes, as if they were just yesterday. ,

The shrill screams, cries, the sound of bullets piercing into flesh and blood, and the sound of knives slicing through the skin are so...clear!
Zhuge Canglan could no longer tell the difference between reality and illusion. The things that once rushed to her in an instant made her want to pick up her gun, her saber...everything he used to be! ! !
Zhuge Canglan stopped, closed his eyes and raised his head, took a deep breath of the tangy fragrance of flowers, that flower... seemed to have magic power, and soon turned into a bloody fragrance.

She spread her arms and sniffed carefully, whispering softly: "It smells so good..."

Suddenly the waist tightened, and the whole person fell from memory to reality, and the person behind shouted eagerly: "Canglan..."

Zhuge Canglan didn't struggle or move, even though she was holding her, he still kept his eyes closed, with a psychedelic smile on his face, like the expression of a gentleman or a gentleman who is ecstatic after he has finished his addiction.

Yutian Xuanhuang hugged Zhuge Zang tightly and looked at her worriedly. Seeing that she hadn't opened her eyes, he called out again: "Canglan..."

Yutian Xuanhuang somewhat regretted bringing Zhuge Canglan here. The fragrance of manjusawa flowers has magical powers and can evoke the memory of the deceased, and it will create illusions that are more real than any illusion.

"Um……"

Zhuge Canglan lazily responded, and leaned softly in his arms, showing no signs of displeasure at all, the corners of his lips were filled with joy, his face was like a peach blossom, reflecting the Manzhushahua behind him, becoming more and more alluring Touching, like a female ghost who has just sucked a man's spirit.

Seeing that she likes it, Yutian Xuanhuang gradually calmed down and asked with a smile: "Do you like this place?"

Zhuge Canglan opened his eyes, his eyes were wet and moist, "I like it... I like it very much..."

Although the Bana flower is not an auspicious flower here, the only thing that cannot be denied is that it blooms too beautifully, too gorgeously, and too sadly. At a glance, it seems like you are falling into a sea of ​​flames, as if you are walking on the road to the underworld. Souls waiting to be drawn.

Having just revisited the memories of his previous life, Zhuge Canglan felt that he was in a much better mood now, and even watching Yutian Xuanhuang was not so annoying anymore.

After a while, she pushed Yutian Xuanhuang away, brushed the flower that seemed to be bleeding, and exclaimed: "It's surprising that there is such a place in your magic palace! I always thought that this flower can only be found in You can only see it in the underworld!"

"No matter what you want to see, I will send it to you."

Yutian Xuanhuang didn't move, his eyes locked on her slender figure, the fifteen or sixteen year old girl was just like this blooming manjusawa, blooming just right.

(End of this chapter)