309 This woman has a heart

At that time, although the students were curious, they did not study carefully, so they left the spring. After that, Fang felt regretful and went to look for it again. However, the forest is reckless and similar everywhere. Although the students found red silk for marking, they have never seen this spring..."

Everyone is sad, lonely and sighing.

The old man of the Mu family sighed regretfully: "So, it's fate."

added another sentence: "Don't be too sad. After all, you are a predestined person."

This sentence responds to the magic of Mu Liansheng's life with lotus.

Luo Wener thought maliciously, is it necessary for the whole audience to worship him?

Mu Liansheng still looks light, with a trace of mystery at the corners of his lips: "However, the students are not nothing. Just before I left the spring that day, because I cherished the unique smell of the spring, I took a small bottle to make some..."

"Ah, where is it now?" The old man of the Mu family seems to have a curiosity that does not match his age.

"It's at the student's house. Strangely, although three years have passed, students often play with small bottles and smell the fragrance, but find that the water in the bottle is not only not reduced, but also the fragrance is the same as before..."

"It's really a divine thing!" The old man of the Mu family brushed his beard: "If you can go back, you can give me a look."

Mu Liansheng responded with a smile.

The old man of the Qian family was no longer comfortable and cleared his throat: "I don't know what fragrance you made this time?"

Do you still need to ask? Since the fragrance of the fairy spring has been repeatedly mentioned, and such a fragrance has been adjusted, the name may be called "Wish".

Mu Liansheng is ready enough.

Luo Wener squeezed her lips and stared at the white porcelain bottle in her tray, thinking about what to say for a while.

She is a little suspicious of her boldness, and I don't know if it will be...

The white porcelain bottle belonging to Mu Liansheng spread back and there was in the hands of the judges. Even Fang Jianghan did not need to be "wake up", but began to concentrate when Mu Liansheng told the encounter. Now all six people nodded repeatedly, which made the people under the scene trembling, and Luo Wen'er sweated coldly in the palms of his hand. It suddenly occurred to her that Mu Liansheng's previous saying that the fish jumped from the dragon gate was also warning her not to hit the stone with an egg, but should she leave the scene sadly?

"The head fragrance is red orange, the middle rhyme is pomegranate, and the tail fragrance is osmanthus and dragon saliva. Mr. Mu's materials are more convenient than Mr. Qian's. The poisonous tongue of Gan Luxuan slowly opened her mouth.

Luo Wener has never been eager to hear her voice like this moment, and she wants to hit him and hit him hard!

However, it suddenly occurred to me that can Gan Luxuan also distinguish fragrance? Isn't the so-called "reading all the fragrance of the world" her arrogant?

She immediately looked at Mu Liansheng, but saw him salute slightly and smiled at the corners of her lips: "Mrs. Gan smiled."

Real...

Ganluxuan held the bright red lips: "What kind of person uses what kind of fragrance, and what kind of person will also bring out what kind of fragrance. Although the ingredients of this fragrance are simple, even if it is the same raw material, the same amount, and it is modulated at the same time, I'm afraid that only you can integrate them so exquisitely.

"Mrs. Gan's reputation."

Without returning from the previous eloquence, Mu Liansheng regained his former calmness without any flattization, as if he had expected this result.

I have to admit that there are geniuses in the world, but do we have to conclude that the "King of Fragrance" will fall into the hands of Muliansheng again?

The old man of the Mu family has shown pride.

"But I don't know the name of this fragrance?" Gan Luxuan spoke again.

"This fragrance is called... Realizing Dreams."

The corners of Gan Luxuan's lips are infinitely graceful, as if she has penetrated into a beautiful dream, but...

I don't know if Luo Wener is her own illusion, or she just wants to see the cruelty she expects?

"Isn't it too vain to place your dream on a bottle of incense?"

It's really poisonous!

Luo Wener now admires Gan Luxuan very much. First, she holds the person high, and then throws him down heavily, but she only used a little force, as if she just poked her finger gently.

The corners of Mu Liansheng's smiling lips stiffened, but soon returned to softness. His slightly bowed waist and even bent silently, which seemed to represent deep understanding, but he still didn't care. He looked like "I'm better than walking leisurely outside the door".

This is especially true for outsiders. I don't know whether they ignore the golden words of the first beauty in the Celestial Empire, or are encouraged by the fame of Mu Liansheng's two-time incense kings, or because of the origin and meaning of this fragrance... After all, in such a time and space, people are used to pinning many wishes on gods and Buddhas, so that the temple temple incense and fire tripod Sheng, and if you hear that there is an old tree that has been struck by lightning and bleeding, it will be even more popular.

Luo Wen'er couldn't help but imagine whether the person who got this bottle of "dream" would offer it and worship and make a wish all day long?

Bidding came one after another, and it was lively for an hour, and some people fought for it.

Mu Liansheng's calmness makes people feel that he is not surprised by such a scene, but it also reveals a kind of connoy arrogance.

The old man of the Mu family brushed his beard and narrowed his eyes, as if he had won.

At this moment, Luo Wen'er, who has been attracting attention since the start of the competition, has become a forgotten corner because of her eloquent identity and dares to argue with the judges. She didn't know what mood it should be. She was a little relaxed, a little frustrated, and a little overwhelmed.

At this point, who belongs to Xiangwang seems to be a matter of certainty. Is there any need for her to... insist?

She clenched the dark gold tray and stared at the small white porcelain bottle in silence on the plate.

Unscently, those eyes floated over again.

She looked over unconsciously, but saw that the man in gray was looking at the chaos outside the field. She looked sad or happy, as if everything had nothing to do with her. Instead, Ding Yizhi clenched her fists and squeezed her lips, stared at the bustleness in front of her, and her face gradually turned pale and fainted.

"When..."

In the aftertaste of the sound of the gongs, Si Li officially reported the final bidding number, which was 40 times higher than Duan Yuzhou's "Four Seasons and Spring", which was also the highest price of the "Fongxiang Conference" auction. The person who "whe realized the dream" is Wuya. In the last bidding, he directly doubled the quotation of the previous person. He not only returned the favor, but also confirmed the boundless financial resources to the people of the world.

The whole audience has already exploded. Ding Yizhi and Qianmaoyuan turned pale, but they did not forget to look at Duan Yuzhou provocatively... After all, the "Xiangwang" did not fall to his family. But I forgot that the game is not over yet, but... it seems to be almost over.

On the judging table, the two old men of Ding and Qian sincerely congratulated the old man of the Mu family.

There was a lot of excitement inside and outside the field. Luo Wener stared at the small white porcelain bottle on the plate and felt that she did not seem to have the need to appear.

However, when the gong sounded again, she found that her legs had consciously moved forward automatically, and Duan Yuzhou's worried look flashed by the edge of her sight.

Everyone looked at her with a disapproving look. Gan Luxuan was appreciating the Kodan on her finger, and the three old men in Xueling had begun to wander too empty.

It is true that there seems to be no need for the competition to continue, but the participants themselves refuse to leave, and they are not easy to expel people, so they have the right to use it as a pastime.

But I don't know if they have lost their mind, so they didn't hear the voice of the contestant who had been struggling and climbed to the third round. She took a few steps forward and put the tray directly in front of them.

Several people looked at each other and saw the same suspicion from each other's faces.

However, it is no wonder that at this point, this woman is probably not angry. She just wants to go through the scene to confirm her previous bones and save the opening remarks. But isn't her persistence even more disgraceful?

The old man of the Mu family stared at her, with a sense of blaming her for being ignorant, and then picked up the bottle and opened it...

When I frowned and stared at her again, my eyes were a little suspicious.

The old man Ding took it and also frowned and looked at her suspiciously.

When the old man of the Qian family saw their look, he didn't feel curious. For the time being, he took the depression that he was probably going to lose and took the bottle.

The eyebrows tremble...sniff...shake again...sniff again...

When I put it down, I looked at Luo Wen'er with some deep thoughts.

Ying Qiuran is a more curious person. What's more, Luo Wener is the only contestant in Wuya, and she is also a figure who entered the third round, so she simply modestly gave way and took the small bottle over.

Sniff...the eyebrows are slightly condensed...sniff again...the eyebrows are slowly unfolding...

The old man of the Mu family stared at him: "I don't know what Mr. Ying's opinion?"

Yingqiu blushed, and his eyes were like the lake shrouded in spring: "Actually, I think... How can I say this?"

It's hard for people in his own country to say "good", but he is unwilling to say "bad". What's more, he doesn't feel bad. On the contrary, compared with the previous fragrance, this fragrance always makes people feel indescribable, as if the breath unconsciously penetrates into people's hearts, lungs, and swims in the limbs, which is touching, sad and endless.

Tianshi Fang Jianghan was shocked by the excitement of the previous bidding and has not fallen asleep so far, so he also picked up this bottle of incense.

smell...smell again...

Suddenly smiled: "This woman has a heart!"

This is the first time he speaks in this level, which is a great honor for Luo Wener, but what does this comment mean?

Ganluxuan glanced at Luo Wen'er and took the incense bottle: "Head fragrance: bergamot, evening fragrant jade, fragrant iris, ginger, lemon peel..."

When it comes to ginger, she raised her beautiful eyes funnyly, as if to say that Luo Wener had done a really stupid thing.

"Middle rhyme: lavender, mint, violet leaf, bitter almond, cardamom..."

I took another look at Luo Wen'er: "Pepper..."

She almost laughed: "Rose, jasmine | flower, freesia. Tail incense: sandalwood, vet root, moss, palanum, musk cat, lilac.

Her voice fell, and Luo Wener saluted slightly.