Mi Feixue shook her head.
If you open the ‘door’ from Baobao, you can’t help but run in to find August.
August said that the place she went to was temporarily inconvenient for the baby to go there.
Mi Feixue pursed her lips and released the longevity lock.
The Lingxi Flower, which was deliberately controlled by the house spirit, blew the wind that swept over them and fell.
…
Zuo Si never expected that after a rain of consonant flowers, there would be another one, which would be even more powerful than the previous one.
Not long after he returned to the old house and sat down, he picked up Pei Rongrong and rushed to the place where the consonance flower erupted the most.
——If I can’t take advantage of it myself, then let my disciples take the most advantage!
When he saw a group of ordinary children bathing in the rain of soul flowers in the old house, Zuo Si no longer wanted to say anything about wasting natural resources, so he threw Pei Rongrong there and said, “Follow the little god.”
He finally realized that no one could get as many benefits as following Mi Feixue.
Maybe the second Lingxi Flower Rain was brought about by Mi Feixue.
Pei Rongrong was thrown out at a young age. Fortunately, she was already a spiritual child at such a young age and could control her spiritual power to land safely.
After landing, he listened to Zuo Si and prepared to approach Mi Feixue.
Halfway through, he stopped when he saw Mi Feixue’s face and surrounding situation.
The soul flowers that are supposed to fall with the wind always float away when they land on Mi Feixue. One or two flowers can be regarded as a coincidence. If none of the soul flowers in the sky fall on her, there must be something wrong. .
The other children around him were lost in the daze caused by the magic, and few noticed anything strange about Mi Feixue.
Pei Rongrong saw it, and just as she was wondering, most of the Lingxi flowers came towards her.
This movement also attracted Mi Feixue’s attention. Pei Rongrong being loved by Lingxi Flower was in sharp contrast to her situation.
“…”
The child frowned.
Why did the flowers sent in August go to someone else!
The petals of the consonant flower trembled and fell slowly.
Even though she was in a bad mood, Mi Feixue knew that these were what August wanted.