There are many rare herbs in the field, which take at least a decade to grow.

But these days, several dials have been harvested.

Because every time Muay plays the Celestial Magic, activate the [Joyful Royalty] skill.

The whole yard will change seasons and the grass will rise wildly.

And as Moe's skills matured, the number of alternating seasons changed from one at the beginning to two, three, four...

The Emperor knew he liked this woman unusual.

The Divine Musicians are even more unusual.

His pupils contracted slightly as he could see the four seasonal rotations in the yard in the mid-spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The legendary divine musician, his face, seemed more special and powerful than he thought.

But also… more dangerous.

“What happens in this courtyard cannot be passed on at all.” The emperor lowered his voice and gave a cold word to the cold of the night.

With the sound of the violin alone, everything can be created, and even spiritual flowers can blossom. If this news is released, the entire martial arts continent will probably be turned upside down.

No! It's not just the martial arts, it's even the real mainland...

And by then, I'm afraid Junmuyan's identity as a god musician will be lost.

The cold night suddenly turned back to God and bowed in a hurry: "Don't worry, the guards around you are all hearts and minds, no one else can come to the pharmacy. Miss Muang's special, no one else will ever know. ”

……

Playing slowly the curtain, Mu opened his eyes and looked at the bright and frightening eyes of the flowers.

During the week, she will be tired of using [Xin Xinrong] for several hours, and will need [echo] assistance to ease it.

But today, when you play, your nose is always full of flowers.

This scent is like spiritual, straight into her heart, into her meridian and the sea of air.

All the fatigue swept away under the moisture of this fragrance, and the dry essence was re-filled.

Besides, Muay is sure, it's not her illusion.

Always smelling the floral scent of the flowers, her bottleneck is really loose.

Though just a little.

She couldn't help but reach in front of the spiritual flower and gently touch the crystal clear petals.

The petals swayed gently at her fingertips and the more intense the scent was, as if responding to her.

Mu Yan just feels more fond of the flower.

“Emperor...” She stood up and looked at the man standing not far away, "Can you give me one of these spiritual flowers? ”

There are four spiritual flowers she cultivates.

Even if emperors need flowers, they don't need four, do they?

The emperor approached one step: “Do you want a flower? ”

Muang nodded.

“What did you trade for? ”

This is a difficult thing to say. After all, the emperor's history is unimaginable to her. He can't even see the ordinary Xuan medicine treasure.

She hesitated: "Can I... pay? ”

“My lord has no shortage of money. ”

“What do you need?” Mu Yan wrinkled his nose and thought, "Whatever is missing, she just needs to find a way to help this man get it.

The emperor bent down slowly and whispered softly in her ear: "You are all I need! ”

Muyan: “…!!” Can you speak well?

Take a deep breath, "Your Highness is a joke. ”

“My lord never jokes.” The emperor replied coldly.

And then I whisked my sleeve, "These spiritual flowers are important to me, so don't think about it. Don't forget to collect the flowers for Benjun when they fully bloom tomorrow. ”