Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

Chen Yan pretended to be ignorant and scratched his head, "go to the peach blossom tree and drink the peach blossom drunk, and forget the hour for a while."

When Chen Yan came by, Huali smelled the smell of peach blossom intoxication. Huali was helpless to the servant boy who was rather naughty, "you..." Gently on Chen Yan's forehead, gentle infinite, let Chen Yan for a moment suddenly God, flowers from the body of the light peach blossom fragrance all rushed into his nose tip, but his mind is much clearer. Edge is the flower from the cast a pure magic spell, let his that bit of wine are dissipated.

"Where did you receive that month's spirit cream from Guangling Xianjun? Come and find it. "

Chen Yan should a, follow the memory to find that month soul cream.

Huali made a magic to the sweet scented osmanthus tree beside him, and used some moon soul ointment. The Osmanthus fragrans tree, which was not considered to be in decline, seemed to have more vitality immediately. The fragrance of Osmanthus fragrans was also rich, and the petals seemed to become more bright and lustrous in a flash.

Chen Yan was surprised and couldn't help touching the tree trunk. However, he heard a girl's exclamation: "what are you doing, disciple?" Chen Yan was startled and quickly took back his hand.

The sweet scented osmanthus once again said, "thank you very much for the treatment of the little demon. When the little demon is shaped, you must serve on the side of the flower god."

Chen Yan looked at the sweet scented osmanthus tree and tried to contain the surprise on his face. However, he could not help but let out some curiosity in his eyes.

Why is the world so mysterious?

"I didn't find it at first. Today I realize that the Osmanthus fragrans tree is in decline. With my magic arts and moon soul ointment, this osmanthus tree can also develop wisdom. I think it will not be long before another person will come out of the flower god hall." Flowers from the gentle voice to listen to people like a spring breeze.

He gave Chen Yan's eyes a smile.

Chen Yan felt a little red on his face. He knew that Huali explained to him only after seeing his ignorance.

Must be in the eyes of Huali, he is a little servant boy who doesn't know anything. Well, he doesn't really know much.

I was scolded just now. What a shame.

"The God of flowers, if you see the decaying flowers, will you cure them?" Chen Yan couldn't help being curious.

According to the information given by the system, the noumenon of Huali is the peach blossom tree.

Although the fairyland is a fairyland, there are also gods. Immortals can be cultivated as gods, but very few of them are gods. The few gods who stay in the fairyland are born gods.

Most of the immortals are immortal bodies, and some friars and goblins of the human world cross the loot and become immortals.

But in any case, Huali, the flower god, enjoys a high status in the fairyland, and he has made great achievements in the battle of immortals and Demons a thousand years ago, and he enjoys a high reputation and is respected by people.

How many people gradually, ten thousand years also can not match his share. No one knows how powerful the flower god is, but it's not so bad.

"I am the God of flowers, but I can also say that I am the God of nature. I love all the natural things, but ultimately it depends on the chance. Seeing that the nature that can be cured needs to be cured, and when the chance is appropriate, it will turn into a spirit."

Hua Li looks at the twelve in front of her eyes, her eyes are clear and clear, and she listens to him carefully, which makes him like a little more.

"It's also true. If you see a living creature, you have to save it, and you will be tired."

Chen Yan spits out his tongue, mischievous way, which makes Hua Li laugh.