Anyway, you can say it is any kind of fragrance, but it is not.

The faint fragrance is so strange, so warm, so dusty.

Liu Hanyan, Caiqi and Gong Qingqing all felt an indescribable sense of pleasure all over their bodies.

Just when the "Sky Fragrance Pearl" was bright and prosperous.

The three saints of Shushan raised their fingers, recited the magic trick, and waved their hand to point at the "Tianxiangzhu".

Three lilac spiritual powers slowly flowed out from the three holy fingers of Shushan and floated towards the "Tianxiang Beads". The three lilac spiritual powers stopped around the Tianxiang Beads and connected them to form a Tai Chi circle, surrounding the "Tianxiang Beads" in the center.

Under the cold and bright moonlight, the fragrance of the incense pearls became more bright that day, and the strange fragrance of the whole Tianxiang Pavilion was even more intense.

The light spreading from the "Tianxiang Beads" slowly descended under the constraints of three lilac spiritual powers, spreading on the white jade round platform. Lin Jinghong's body slowly rose in the light and strange fragrance of the "Tianxiang Beads", and was gently spinning under the white moonlight like Si Nan.

The Three Saints of Shushan repeatedly destroyed their spiritual power, allowing the light and strange fragrance dispersed by the "Tianxiang Pearl" to be maintained.

An hour passed, and midnight passed.

The three saints of Shushan slowly retracted their spiritual power, and Lin Jinghong also slowly landed and lay flat on the white jade round platform.

Ji Wuchen stretched out his hand and spread his palms. The "Tianxiang Bead" slowly floated back and fell into Ji Wuchen's hand. The light of the "Tianxiang Bead" gradually disappeared, and the strange fragrance that filled the Tianxiang Pavilion gradually dissipated.

Finally, the "Tianxiang Pearl" condensed into a little light and disappeared into Ji Wuchen's palm. Gong Qingqing couldn't wait to rush up to the white jade round platform, picked up Lin Jinghong, and let him lie in his arms.

Lin Jinghong's face turned slightly red, his breath was even, but his eyes were still closed and he was not awake.

Gong Qingqing called softly: "Little Linzi, Xiao Linzi, wake up quickly..."

No matter how Gong Qingqing shouted, Lin Jinghong was always like a sleeping baby, unconsciously.

Caiqi asked Ji Wuchen in confusion: "Senior Wuchen, why is this? Could it be that the strange treasure of Shushan 'Tianxiangzhu' and the spiritual power of the three seniors can't cure Junior Brother Lin?"
Chapter completed!