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Chapter 1650 My name is Bashamu

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It was sunny at noon, and a man in a silver leather jacket walked slowly into Lanmu Mountain. When he passed through a butterfly flower forest, there was a group of tourists. They were listening to a garden wizard who was guarding the place explaining the purpose of these special flower forests.

Suddenly, the man in silver leather stopped. He stared at a light ink-colored flower surrounded by a fence in front of him, and some light appeared in his deep eyes.

"Sir, you can't step in. This evening flower is a magical flower that we are focusing on protecting here. It can regulate the rain and dew of this blue evening mountain and the rain flood season. It will store the rain in the soil. In the dry season, it will nourish the water in the land. The butterflies flying around you are the companions of evening flower. If you get close, they will become hostile to you." A caregiver said to the man in silver leather very politely.

"I didn't expect that you actually planted one here, and the quality is so superior!" said the silver leather jacket staring at Mu Hua.

"It turns out that the gentleman also understands the dusk flowers, right? This dusk flowers were moved from the Verdun Grand Canyon by a wizard named Sival. The mage finally lost his life. He was poisoned by the poisonous poison of the Verdun Grand Canyon... Without the Verdun Dusk flowers, there would be no such vibrant scenery as Lanmu Mountain. It can be said that this blue dusk mountains bloomed under the nourishment of the life of Master Sival." The caretaker said it seriously, and it can be seen that he admired the magician named Sival very much.

"Indeed, such a rare flower is a waste to place here for people to enjoy and to maintain a Jingshan Mountain." said the man in silver leather.

"It's not wasteful. Master Sival always hopes that people can appreciate more beautiful things in nature, so that they can eliminate the resentment and hostility in their hearts, and the relationship between people will become like these friendly butterflies. Therefore, we are carrying his last wishes and protecting Lanmu Mountain here. Nowadays, countless tourists come to us from different countries every year to watch. I think the value of Verdun's dusk flowers is fully reflected, and it also allows Master Sival to listen to our praise to him in heaven." The caregiver showed a bit of pride on his face.

"It's really interesting. Is this still a flower that can make world peace?" said the man in silver leather.

"That's how we expect it." said the maintenance boy.

"You said it can eliminate resentment and hostility in people's hearts, but I have not changed at all now. Don't dream about that boring dream." The man in silver leather sneered at the boy's words, snorted coldly, and then strode forward and directly crossed the protective fence.

"Sir, please don't do this!" the maintenance boy exclaimed.

After stepping into the soil, the man in silver leather clothes did not abide by any rules here. Not only did he directly trampled on the flowers and plants around him, he also walked straight towards the dusk flowers as big as a trumpet flower, and reached out to grab them!
Chapter completed!
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