One by one, the peach blossoms fell and fell onto the people.

Nie Yu was startled by the sound just now, and didn't react, and the moment the peach blossoms fell on his nose, he knew that there were peach blossoms falling, and then he was helpless.

Unexpectedly, because of one of his actions, he actually made peach blossoms bloom at the wedding of an emperor-level master.

Peach blossoms are flying, this is the third layer of celestial phenomena, and the rise of green light and then a level is the peach blossoms.

"Peach blossoms, peach blossoms! When will there be peach blossoms at the wedding of the emperor-level master! ”

"I'm dreaming, right, even if it's a half-saint wedding, there may not be peach blossoms, right?"

"It's a lot of fun this time, and this Yi Mingxuan is also considered lucky, because a holy weapon caused peach blossoms to fly, it's worth it!"

Yes, peach blossoms are very rare, not to mention in the wedding of an emperor-level master, even if it is a half-saint Yasheng's wedding or birthday, it may not appear at the wedding of a saint and a saint immortal.

But the problem is, this Yi Mingxuan is just an emperor-level master, and there can be peach blossoms at his wedding, how do you think it's wrong, this guy has really picked up a big bargain.

It can be said very accurately that when this guess is over, Yi Mingxuan and his wife have absorbed the energy of the blessing language, and their strength will definitely increase greatly, especially Yi Mingxuan, with so much green light rising and the power of this peach blossom, if the strength does not increase, it is possible to directly skip the level and become a half-saint!

Yi Mingxuan was snickering, and his wife was snickering.

It is a white-haired man who writes about the peach blossoms, and his face is so ordinary that he can't be found on the street. Long white hair was draped over his shoulders, and he carried a bronze sword behind him. The longsword has no scabbard and looks very worn.

The men also looked poorly dressed. Dressed in earth-gray clothes, he looked like a servant.

But it is such a piece of equipment, but there is an extremely dazzling existence, it is a fan, white and blue-eyed, it seems to be an extraordinary thing, and it must be equipped with talents from a big family.

"Brother Xin'an, congratulations, I actually wrote a peach blossom. It seems that the treasure and the holy weapon will be yours this time! A man who knew the man walked up and said hello.

The white-haired man just nodded slightly, not saying a word.

"Strange people." Nie Yu scratched his head and continued to think about his blessings, watching more and more yellow treasures and green rising around him, Nie Yu was a little flustered in his heart, he couldn't lose, if he lost, he would really go bankrupt.

"Hey, what's breaking the game, what's breaking the guess. Made! The lewd man sat in his seat with a black line and complained, anyway, he didn't win the chance, so he began to complain, and said that the game was not good. One will say that other people's poetry is not good, and the other will say that this wedding is not good!

"There it is!" Nie Yu suddenly remembered a poem on the earth, and his inspiration was moved. Picking up the pen from the table, Nie Yu began to write on the dragon shell.

"Hundred."

Just wrote the first word. Nie Yu's hand shook suddenly, and the pen fell to the ground.

The power of this blessing is too great. It's not something that Nie Yu can control, if you want to write forcibly, you must need a strong spiritual force.

"Brother Shui, wish me a hand!" Nie Yu silently recited in his heart, the water in the teacup shook twice, and a small part of the power was transmitted to Nie Yu, don't look at it is only a small part, it is not easy for Brother Shui to transmit these powers to Nie Yu.

Picking up the pen from the ground, because with some of the power of water, Nie Yu felt that he could support it.

"years." The second word is better, Nie Yu can hold it.

But when Nie Yu finished writing the third word "marriage", his hand trembled again, Nie Yu couldn't help coughing twice, and the pen fell to the ground again.

It's tough!

It turns out that writing blessings is so mentally draining, Nie Yu is really a dog, if it weren't for the fact that he had too many prizes and pressed his belongings, whoever loves to bless will bless him!

But Nie Yu wasn't so weak when he watched other people write blessings, could it be that people in the saint dimension wrote more blessings and practiced them? And I have a weak body and little experience, so I can't bear it?

It makes sense, it must be because of this reason, otherwise Nie Yu can't figure out why it doesn't take effort for others to write blessings, and if they write it themselves, they will die or live.

Everyone is now writing their own blessings or watching the vision of the rise of green light, and they don't care about Nie Yu's two small actions at all, but there is a different person, he is too idle now, and he is full of hatred for the world, and the most important thing is that this guy is sitting next to Nie Yu, so he sees Nie Yu's actions clearly.

"Hey, big brother, why is this happening?" The lewd man said with a broken mouth, now he is not happy to see anything, and when he saw Nie Yu write a blessing and drop his pen twice, he naturally put his anger on Nie Yu.

Although it takes some mental energy to write a blessing, it doesn't mean that, right?

It's too contrived, huh? Anyway, you're also an emperor-level master.

The lewd man expressed great disdain for Nie Yu's behavior, twisted his head to the side, and stopped talking.

"Wind, help me." Nie Yu muttered in his heart.

"Who's going to help you?" The relationship between Feng and Nie Yu is not good, they have not known each other for a long time, and now among all the spiritual things that Nie Yu is familiar with, only water, and Feng Nie Yu has only said a word or two to him.

Although Feng was not familiar with Nie Yu, and his mouth was still very hard, he still chose to help Nie Yu in the end, although he only lent Nie Yu one-ten-thousandth of his strength, but this was enough for Nie Yu to last.

Nie Yu picked up the pen again, continued to write, and wrote down the remaining words: "You have to cross the same boat." ”

A hundred years of repairing the same boat!

The moment this poem appeared, a layer of yellow light suddenly appeared on Nie Yu's dragon shell, and it became brighter and brighter.

It's Yellow Light! In the first sentence, there is a yellow treasure light!

But the celestial phenomenon did not stop there, the yellow light on the dragon shell slowly began to transform, turning into a green light, and then it touched the sky, and the green light rose!

The lewd man's eyes lit up all of a sudden, I didn't expect this kid to really be able to write about the rise of green light!

"Wow, look, another green light is rising!"

"How many are these? It's on fire, this wedding is definitely on fire, this can be compared to a half-saint wedding! ”

"Not all of them, it's more than the half-saint's wedding bullnose!"

In addition to being surprised, everyone is jealous, envious, jealous and hateful, why is it not themselves who are married today? Otherwise, these poems and treasures will be their own, hey!

The yellow treasure light turned into a green light rising, but Nie Yu only rested for a moment before picking up the pen again.

The lewd man's eyes suddenly widened, and he said incredulously: "What, there is another sentence???? (To be continued......)