The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

"Brother, you will be my brother in the future. If there is anything, you can tell it."

In the future, whoever dares to be an enemy of my brother will be my enemy, Zhang.

"Yes, yes, brother is very generous!"

After hearing this, the soldiers who followed knew that they wanted to share the heart of the leaves with them. Suddenly, these fighters were like chicken blood.

Ye Suxin is a rare beauty. In Shenwu, it is difficult to find someone who can match her beauty.

While talking, a soldier took out a long incense about 30 cm long from his storage bag, lit it and inserted it on the ground.

This is the fragrance of death.

The desire for immortality and the desire for death originated in the hands of flower pickers a hundred years ago. It is said that this is a formula he extracted from ancient relics.

Once this scent is ignited, it will spread within 1000 meters and smell very good. What's more frightening is that as long as the soldiers smell the fragrance, men and women will be controlled by desire and cannot extricate themselves.

One hundred years ago, the flower picker leaned on this incense. In just a few years, in Shenwu, he unknowingly harmed thousands of big yellow flower girls, including the concubines of Emperor Shenwu.

It is also because this flower-picking thieves is so arrogant that he gets involved with his harem concubine. The emperor of Shenwu Kingdom was very angry and sent an army to surround and suppress him. The soul of this man flew away, and his body and spirit were destroyed.

Since then, the fragrance of dying for immortality has disappeared.

I got this incense by accident, it was the only one he got. When it was burned, it was gone.

The scent of immortals and immortals was ignited, and a peculiar scent floated throughout the valley of flowers.

Thousands of flowers merge into the wind direction of Flower Valley and rippling back and forth.

Ye Suxin walked to the end of the valley, saw that there was no road ahead, she immediately turned dark, and looked back, and Liu Xiu, with a group of soldiers, all with lewd smiles on their faces, walked over.

"I advise you not to admit the wrong person, don't mess with me. Don't say it's you. The Fire Palace will be destroyed immediately!"

"Do you know who I am?"

Ye Suxin looked at and said coldly.

He chuckled, ignoring Ye Suxin’s threats, and said, “Of course I know who you are. You are Su Cang’s fiancee, Ling Jianzong. Hahaha. Compared with Su Cang, you have not touched your own body. Now it’s for us to move forward. It's time."

"When I accept you, I will smash the corpse of that bitch's Zifeng, and dare to kill my big brother. He is tired of life!"

"Hmph, let me tell you, I am not only Su Cang's fiancee, but I am also from..." Ye Suxin has been planning to tell him his identity.

Ye Suxin firmly believes that once he reveals his identity from Miracle Ridge, he will never touch himself again.

After all, if Miracle Ridge wants to destroy the Fire Palace, this is an idea.

However, in the middle of the conversation, Ye Suxin suddenly felt a fever in her body.

An indescribable heat erupted from Ye Suxin's body. I feel as if there are more than 100 volcanoes erupting together in my body.

"What's wrong with me?" Ye Suxin's eyes had already begun to be confused. His face was covered with colorful clouds, and his cold face was full of flattery.

When Ye Suxin heard "The fragrance of a dying fairy is dying", his face turned pale without bleeding.

As a warrior of Miracle Ridge, Ye Suxin has naturally heard of the name of this perfume.

In addition, among the 700 countries in Lingdong, the "Scent of Desire and Death" is considered the first love medicine, and no one can stop it.

"Damn! I swear, you will die miserably, not only you, but the Fire Palace will disappear with it!" Ye Suxin roared angrily.

"Then I don't care. Now I just want to be happy."

The drug effect of longing for immortality and death is also very useful for humans. It can not only stimulate men's desires, but also improve men's endurance.

"Hahaha, brother, don't talk nonsense, we can't help it."

"Yes, brother, if you don't go, we will go first."

The dozen or so fighters beside him had already taken off their shirts and looked at Ye Suxin greedily.

Ye Suxin was born in a famous family in Miracle Ridge. He has read a lot of poems and books since he was a child and is very knowledgeable. He has seen the body of a man. At this moment, he saw it, his eyes were shocked, and he quickly turned around.

"Don't worry, I will come first."

Smiled and walked towards Ye Suxin.

Do I really want to be spoiled by these animals today?

Ye Suxin's face was as gray as she saw her approach, and tears flowed from her eyes.

call out--

At this moment, a fierce and boundless shock wave roared.

Sword Qi shot out from the entrance of the Valley of Flowers, strangling a sea of ​​flowers and hitting a dozen soldiers behind him.

Snow--

Suddenly there was a scream, and one of the fighters was directly cut off by this sword qi.

"Who?" Liu Xiuhe glanced back at Qi Qi, his eyes widened.

A man in white, holding a sword, walked in step by step from the entrance of the ancient painting

When he saw Zifeng, there was a hint of surprise on his face. Then he said in surprise, "Zifeng, it's you. I haven't looked for you yet. I didn't expect you to deliver it to the door. If you dare to kill my elder brother, I will definitely break your body!"

"Is Liu Liang your eldest brother? Haha, just in time, your two brothers are about to be reunited!" Zi Feng smiled coldly, step by step, crossing a distance of 100 meters, with a fierce sword stabbing straight.

"Hmph, so you are the Zifeng who killed Brother Liu Liang. You are tired of life. We didn't visit you. You called the door."

"Well, brother is carefree. Brother Liu will kill him for you and take revenge on Brother Liu!"

Liu Xiu sneered, stepped forward, and presented Zifeng's sword.

"Zifeng, remember my name, my name is..." Liu Xiu said coldly, blocking Zifeng's sword.

Zifeng immediately interrupted him in a cold voice: "I am not interested in remembering the name of a dead person."

"The wind is blowing!"

Before Liu Xiu finished speaking, Zifeng's body style was like being electrocuted, turning into an intermittent afterimage.

The sword light kept fluttering in Liu Xiu's eyes.

"Good luck, big handprints of flames!" Liu Xiu roared, and the flames all over his body condensed into a huge palm, flapping the purple wind. "go to hell."

With this palm down, a terrifying flame burned the sky and burned everything.

Liu Xiu believes that Zifeng cannot survive under this palm.

"Feng Jing's swordsmanship, the wind is still there!"

Faced with the palm print of the flame, Zifeng immediately swung his sword and cut it out, killing him with incomparable sword energy.