"Do you guys smell that? The air smells sweet." Qin Ziwu's nostrils flared.
Li Tieshan looked up. "I smell it."
Qian Muzhen nodded. "I smell it, too."
"It's a bit like passion fruit." Qin Ziwen raised his head, his gaze falling on the Forest Giant Mayflies above.
A Forest Giant Mayfly traced a Z-shaped path through the air, drifting down like a leaf to land on the edge of the rooftop. Its tail was slightly raised, and its back was turned to the four of them.
Its two long tail filaments swayed in the wind.
Compared to its aquatic nymph form, the winged Forest Giant Mayfly was much more elegant.
After resting for a moment, the Forest Giant Mayfly on the rooftop flapped its wings, preparing to take flight—
Flight—
—
'No, what is wrong with you?!'
Pulled back from the air three times in a row, the Forest Giant Mayfly turned its head. Qin Ziwen could almost sense its "annoyance." It opened its large mandibles and bit down on his arm.
