It was like a romantic rain of roses, with petals scattered all over the place.

"Is this the...'plant essential oil' you made?"

"exactly."

Fufu's gentle voice sounded not far away: "It's a pity. If you had done it yourself and checked the ritual device... the matter should be over by now."

He appeared from around the corner, wrapped in the scent of fragrance.

Fufu is still wearing the pure white silk robe and the white ivory crown with five pointed corners on his head.

The one-meter-long white gauze on both sides of the crown, like ears and wings, hangs down from the ears and floats behind him. The silver mask covers the upper half of his face, while the lower half always maintains a mysterious smile.

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He opened his arms to Annan from a distance, as if he wanted to embrace Annan.

Fufu walked barefoot on the ground. Every time he took a step, flowers of various colors bloomed on the ground.

Beside Him, countless petals surrounded Him as if they were alive, flying and floating. With his appearance, petals rained from the sky, and a complex and rich fragrance floated in the air.

Fufu stretched out his right hand gracefully, and a pink petal rested on the tip of his white and slender index finger.

The next moment, it turned into a pink butterfly, swaying its wings and flew away. While flying hard, it shattered into glowing foam in the air, leaving a gorgeous pink trail.

It was such a beautiful, romantic picture like a dream.
Chapter completed!