Suddenly there was a smell of flowers in the air. It was a mixture of the fragrance of flowers. The fragrance of flowers became stronger and stronger. -

"the eighteen hermits in the mighty Jianghu could only do these things secretly!" The delicate voice is a little cold. Although it's invisible, it's very clear that it's Shangguan Wan'er's voice. Then the fragrance of jasmine wafts in the air. The fragrance of jasmine and mixed flowers blend together, and the fragrance of flowers fades away in the air. -

"the swordsmen of Baihua villa are not necessarily bright. They hide in the Jianghu and dare not show their face!" There was...