Chapter 25 Poisonous Flower

This strange feeling did not last for a long time. After a moment, Mishu didn't think about it. She just cleared her throat and continued the story.

"Later, when God came down, Manzhu and Shahua were beaten into reincarnation and cursed to never be together, and suffered in the world. Since then, the vine Shahua has also been called the other shore flower, which means the flower that blooms in heaven. Its flower is shaped like a palm that only prays to heaven, but it has never appeared in this city. This kind of flower blooms on Huangquan Road. Every time Manzhu and Shahua's reincarnation smells the fragrance of the flowers on the other side of Huangquan Road, they can think of themselves in their previous lives, and then vow not to separate and fall into the cursed reincarnation again in the next life.

She also sighed when she heard this story. Most of the girls would be moved by the sad and beautiful love story, so when she was talking about it, she really bowed for the two infatuated goblins, looking at the large sea of red and beautiful flowers under her feet and was stunned.

And after listening carefully, a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes looked at Mishu in an instant. It was not until Mishu felt uncomfortable. After a long time, he slowly asked,

"What would happen if you were Manzhu, reincarnated with your beloved for thousands of years, lost your unforgettable memory, and reunited with your lover?"

Mi Shu was stunned, and then stunned, not because of this problem she had never thought of, but for the serious expression of the man in front of her.

Why did he ask such a strange question? Why is he so serious? His eyebrows frowned slightly, and his flowing eyes locked her tightly. It seemed that at this moment, she was the Man Zhu who lost her memory and lost her beloved.

When the man saw that Mishu seemed to be scared by his abruptness, he eased down and apologized,

"I'm sorry, I'm so abrupt."

The beauty was slightly embarrassed, but Mishu felt a little sorry. She thought about it seriously and replied,

"If I am a man plant, even if I have to endure the pain of reincarnation forever, and even if I have to be cursed in my life, as long as he is my unforgettable lover, I will be desperate and smashed to protect each other's true love."

How short a person's life is, and how many people can meet the infatuated lover who can give up everything for the sake of the other party. Love is a disaster of life and death that no one can escape. It is sweet, happiness, pain and suffering but always communicate with each other. Love and hate, love and hatred, betrayal and protection, attachment and return, and finally love. Name, the intertwined love and hate that can't escape fate, is an irresistible poison. Even if you frust and raise the ashes, you won't regret it. It is the recovery of the sky that no one can escape.

But where is her "Shahua" and who is the unforgettable lover, Xie Junjie? It's impossible. Situ Yin? Casa?

Mishu laughed at herself. Now she doesn't even know where her tomorrow is. How can she love vigorously...

The man looked at her fixedly, and his eyes seemed to have a trace of inquiry, a trace of puzzlement, and other complicated emotions. Finally, he evoked a shallow smile, but did not comment on her answer. He just turned around and looked at the sea of blood and said gently,

"Manzhu Shahua... Manzhu Shahua is indeed a very beautiful name, and the sad legend is also very touching." After a pause, he continued, "But in Rasha, this flower has nothing to do with Manzhu Shahua."

Mishu was slightly stunned. Did Manzhu Shahua become another name when he arrived at the magic planet? But this flower is obviously Manzhu Shahua that she has seen in the book.

The beautiful man glanced at Mishu, and the peaceful and indifferent roundness in his eyes seemed to have some edges and corners, and the clean and warm voice also brought a trace of imperceptible coldness.

"This kind of flower only grows in the magic palace, because only the environment and conditions of the magic palace can make it survive. Its name is blood mandala flower. Blood mandala is an evil flower that condenses the resentment of heaven and earth. It must be used to cultivate blood flowers. The flowers are poisonous. The more colorful the color is, the more poisonous it is, the more toxic it is. If If you accidentally swallow flowers, you will die. If ordinary people are facing the sea of flowers every day, they will definitely vomit blood and die within three months.

Mi Shu was shocked and immediately took a step back instinctively, and his face turned pale in an instant. Looking at the flower, it was so red that it was intoxicating, but how many people used to cultivate it? And what kind of strange poison is there?

The Rasha Kingdom is indeed the Rasha Kingdom. Even if the Magic Palace is so magnificent, even if it is like a fairyland on earth, there is no way to hide its evil, bloody and cruel reality...

Why did you sacrifice so much to cultivate this poisonous flower?

Mishu looked at the brilliant red flower that she had loved so much that she could not put down, and could no longer be associated with the sad and romantic legend of Manzhu Shahua.

When the man saw that Mi Shu was very scared, there seemed to be ripples in Xiuyi's clear eyes. He smiled slightly, replied to the indifference of the handsome fairy just now, and whispered,

"Girl, don't be afraid. Although the flowers are poisonous, they are still far away. In a short short time, they will not be poisoned."

Although that's the case, I already have a grudge against the flower, as if the charming flower has been restored to the scarlet blood of countless people at this moment, and the hair unconsciously stands upside down, just wanting to leave this strange and evil place.

No wonder there is no one walking here. I must be afraid of this poisonous flower. I'm afraid that even if I just pass by every day, after many years, my soul will be scattered.

The original good mood was suddenly destroyed, and Mi Shu was slightly blessed and said with a pale face,

"Faun, I have something else to say goodbye."

After saying that, without waiting for his response, he hurriedly turned around and walked away and heard the light and pleasant voice shouting behind him.

"Mrs. Xibo, I have benefited a lot from today. I am very happy. I hope we can meet again if we are predestined."

Mishu stopped, turned around, looked at the mysterious beautiful man, and was surprised,

"Why do you know me?"

He hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled again, with a beautiful temperament, like a fairy,

"In this heavily guarded magic palace, there is no one who doesn't know me except Mrs. Xibo, who has just come to the magic palace recently."

After saying that, he elegantly turned away, leaving Mishu with a beautiful side face. He seemed to be smiling, and a soft smile slowly bloomed on his clear face. The washing was like the clear sunshine in the sky, which moved Mi Shu's heart inexplicably. She raised her toes and asked with her voice,

"Who are you? When will I see you again..."

He seemed to walk in the wind, but in a short moment, he disappeared from the field of vision, leaving only his elegant and dream-like intermittent voice drifting into her ears.

"It's predestined... we will meet..."

Mishu looked at the place where he disappeared, was slightly dazed, and then sighed gently and walked in the opposite direction.

Rella is really right. This magic palace is simply a strange maze! Mishu went back along the path according to the impression in her mind, but found that she was not about to reach Xibo Mansion for half an hour. The trees and scenery on the roadside seemed to be something she had never seen before, and she seemed to be getting farther and farther away from Xibo Mansion.

She got lost.

Originally, she was always a road idiot. In addition, there were many forked paths in the magic palace, winding around, and finally confused herself, but she didn't dare to grab a person casually and ask. The people in Rasha country are more strange than the other. In case she meets a cruel-hearted magician, maybe Take your own blood to cultivate the bloody mandala flower.

Thinking of this, Mishu couldn't help shivering and looked around. It seemed that she had just come to the place. In a hurry, she had no choice but to sigh and turn around and return along the original road.

But I didn't want to. As soon as I turned around, I was shocked!

Mishu covered his chest and saw the person who suddenly appeared behind him. His already irritable mood suddenly found a place to vent. He stared at the charming face of all sentient beings and said angrily,

"Are you a ghost! There is no sound when walking..."

His enchanting eyes locked her, his face was cold and expressionless,

"Who allowed you to run around?"

Mi Shu smiled and smiled again, with her hands around her chest,

"It's really funny, my uncle, don't you even have the right to go out?"

What she said was magnificent, and she didn't feel anything wrong with this sentence. She has always been an easy-going person. Now that this has happened, she might as well use her bright name to investigate some news that is beneficial to her.

The devil's cold face suddenly evoked an extremely ambiguous smile and approached her. Mishu suddenly took a step back. He took another step. Mishu had no way back, like facing a big enemy, "You...what are you going to do!"

"What are you doing?" The smile at the corners of his mouth was even more evil, and a beautiful face lowered and slowly approached her.

"You are Mrs. Sibel, and I am Lord Sibel. What do you think... can you do between husband and wife..."

Mi Shu suddenly held his arms as if facing a big enemy, fell back a little, and then fell down a little, warning the devil in a messy way,

"I... I tell you, if you dare to touch me, I... I will..."

"What about you?" He interrupted her eagerly, and Mishu's heart seemed to jump out of his throat. The unique smell of pear blossoms on his body enveloped her head and was about to drown her...

When his face was only a few centimeters away from him, Mishu suddenly seemed to remember something and shouted with his eyes closed.

"Have you forgotten your beloved confidant, Second Adila!"

The palpitating pear fragrance suddenly faded, and Mi Shu opened her eyes to look at him, but was shocked by the extremely cold and gloomy expression on his face.

His cold breath wrapped Mishu, and then he pinched her chin, and his cold and handsome face was as evil as Shura,

"Don't worry, I will never touch you in this life!"