C105 Mutated Blood Rice

The wind blew gently, and the plants in the paddy fields danced along with the wind. They were like rolling waves of blood, and a faint sweet scent drifted along with the wind.

It smelled like blood, but there was not a trace of blood smell. The strange fragrance stimulated Gu Yi's sense of smell, making him feel that this strange paddy was not ordinary.

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