This plant has pale white flowers, pale red flowers, and a faint fresh fragrance.
Qin Feng carefully examined the plant, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then crouched down slightly, reaching out his hand to pick the plant.
As Qin Feng touched the plant, a white jade-like hand suddenly extended from the cliff in front of him, grabbing the plant. However, it also grasped Qin Feng's hand.
The jade hand just touched Qin Feng's palm, felt a slight jolt as if electrified, and then shrank back. In an instant, a soft, ethereal face emerged from the edge of the cliff, looking at the crouching young man, with a slight blush.
"Sorry, it seems like I got it first."
Qin Feng looked at the beautiful Lan Yueliang, feeling no loss compared to Liu Ruofei. The two were not far apart, and when they saw the plant in Lan Yueliang, they quickened their pace slightly, Qin Feng had already noticed.
