When the fragrance is strong to a certain level and exceeds the limit of endurance, it is no different from smell.

"You bullshit!"

There are only two things that Hua Wuqing cares about most in his life, one is his beauty, and the other is the fragrance of flowers on his body.

But now, the two things he cares about the most are worthless by Ling Luo.

Ling Luo looked at Hua Wuqing in panic, took several steps back one after another, made a gesture of refusal, and pleaded in his voice: "Young man, please stay away from me, the smell on your body It's really... really..."

Hua Wuqing was so angry that her whole body trembled.

He is the proud son of the college, the teachers love him very much, and the students flatter him, no one has ever dared to treat him with such an attitude?

"Where is this son stinking? This son spends an hour every day in the aromatherapy bath. All my clothes are infused with twelve kinds of spices carefully prepared from flower petals. I never eat onions, garlic, Ginger is something that causes bad breath."

Hua Wuqing was so angry that her nose was almost crooked, this dead woman, thanks to the first time he saw her, he still 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.

hateful.

And at this moment, on the biggest arena in the Sky Arena, a voice came to mind: "The next battle, first-year Ling Luo, will face second-year Hua Wuqing."

Hua Wuqing stopped chasing after her, and a bewitching smile curled up on the corner of her lips, she said triumphantly: "You are Ling Luo, let's go, let's compete on stage."

We must defeat this dead woman, let her feel her own aesthetics well, and then let her completely worship at my feet.

Seeing the dead shemale who smelled so fragrant on the arena, Ling Luo began to rejoice, luckily she didn't have breakfast, otherwise she would have to vomit all of them later.

"Luo'er, are you okay?" Xuanyuan Yu stretched out his hand and supported her shoulder from behind, with a worried expression on his face.

Ling Luo took out a pill from the space ring, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it with a "gudong".

"what are you eating?"

"This elixir can seal 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 Empress Hua gone."

"Hua Niangniang?" Xuanyuan Yu couldn't help laughing, and let out a burst of laughter, "The description is really appropriate."

"Hey, Ling Luo, if you don't come up again, I will regard you as surrendering."

Hua Wuqing stood in the center of the arena, shouting at Ling Luo.

Ling Luo rolled her eyes at him, and shouted: "Who said I'm going to admit defeat, let Miss Ben beat you back to your mother's womb later, and remake you!"

She tapped the ground with her toes, jumped, and flew to the right side of the arena, only five steps away from Hua Wuqing.

At this moment, Hua Wuqing has already prepared his fighting posture. In a radius of three meters beside him, countless vines covered with spikes appeared. On the entire arena, large flowers were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. There is a vivid flower bud of the size of a lantern.

"Ling Luo, seeing that you were born well, you can be considered a beautiful thing. I will give you preferential treatment and die in my flower field."

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