This is probably what they call the flower fairy. It has the same appearance as a flower, the fragrance of a flower, and the petals of flowers. She flew straight to the lotus platform, sat cross-legged on her knees, and above her eyes was painted a red flame, which looked like a lotus petal, and she looked at the believers below. She swept into the distance, Wang Laohu, Wang Biao and others were standing, and of course there were some people from other counties who did not know the truth.

Of course, Wang Laohu also noticed that this flower god fairy saw his disrespect for her, but he did just come to this Huaide, and he didn't know about this flower god society, what kind of organization is this? And what are they showing up for at this festival of flowers? Is the god of flowers, which existed only because of the festival of the god of flowers, organized? Judging from the outfits of these female disciples, they are all people who know kung fu, and this flower god will not be so simple.

The flower fairy raised her right hand and raised it upward. A female disciple next to her said, "The flower fairy asked everyone to get up." "Everyone stood up.

"The annual Flower God Festival is here again today, this is not only a grand event in Huaide County, but also a grand event of our Flower God Society, all believers can be devout on weekdays, and the fairy will definitely bless ......" The female disciple's words were not finished, and a believer under the stage foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

The believer next to him said, "Fairy, someone here has fainted!" ”

The female disciple on the left side of the flower god fairy flew down from the platform, lifted the person in the air with a hand, and flew on the round platform again with forceful toes. The flower god fairy looked at the believer in front of her, her face was ugly, and white foam flowed out of her mouth from time to time, she said, "Give him a flower god pill." ”

The female disciple on the right took out a small bottle from her bosom, poured out a grain, and gave it to the believer who fell to the ground. After not much effort, the believer relieved himself and thanked the flower fairy: "Thank you flower fairy for saving me, I am willing to follow the flower fairy all the time." ”

Seeing this, the believers in the audience knelt down again and said, "The flower god fairy has extraordinary power, and we are willing to follow it all the time." ”

There were obviously more people kneeling, Wang Laohu saw that there were still some people like himself, and they didn't kneel, it seems that there are still some people whose eyes are as bright as himself. The face of this flower fairy is not clear, but her two protectors on the left and right look very smart.

The flower god fairy saw that there were still people who did not kneel, she did not show anything, and her jade mouth finally opened again: "On the occasion of the Flower God Festival, this association is willing to give the destined people and the tokens of the fate, and give it to the rain and dew, I will pick out a few destined people from among you believers, and inherit the holy water." ”

When the believers in the audience heard the grace of holy water, they knelt down again and said, "May the flower god fairy give me holy water." ”

Seeing and hearing everything about this flower god society, Wang Laohu thinks that this meeting is purely a deceptive organization, but if it is only for this flower god festival to pretend to be a god and make ghosts, and not to harm everyone, but seeing the kung fu of these people and the obsession of these believers, this flower god society is not an ordinary civil organization.

The flower fairy raised his hand, and a few petals in his hand fell, these petals fell from several directions, and those believers were very nervous to pick up the petals, these petals seemed to be very important to the believers, and they should be the tokens of fate that the fairy said.

The believers chased the token, some people also fought for the token, a group of people scuffled together, this scene was as spectacular as the scene when the hydrangea was snatched before, the ethereal and light petals floated around above the crowd, the range was wider, the crowd scuffled more violently, a man had already held the petals in his hand, was hit by others, the petals flew forward again, everyone rushed forward.

A man jumped forward, he pushed aside the others, and ran forward desperately, this petal seemed to be playing with everyone, and as everyone chased, he couldn't stop jumping playfully. There is an older lady who is also chasing this petal, but after all, she is a little older, and the young people are at a disadvantage, accidentally, she was hit by a few people next to her, this collision, the old lady's body is a little unstable, she is in the mutual push of these people, keep changing her posture, left and right, the old lady is a little dizzy, she fell to the side.

This is the legend of a stampede accident, as soon as the old lady falls, the people around her will not be aware, and will still chase the petals, the old lady's fall, will make more unknown people fall beside her, and after a long time, someone will be in danger of life. This is often the bystander, such a big scene, such a noisy crowd, there are the sound of snatching, there is the sound of children crying, the authorities do not care about these at all, they are immersed in the battle for the petals of the edge of the holy water, completely ignoring the lives of others.

Wang Laohu felt pity for this old man in his heart, he rose into the air, with the help of this flow of people, stepped on the shoulders or heads of this group of believers, and walked towards the old lady, at the moment when the old lady was about to fall to the ground, Wang Laohu arrived, held the old lady, and with one hand, pushed away the crowd that rushed over to grab the petals.

This group of people who seemed to have gone crazy still had no intention of stopping, they were still coaxing this rare holy water edge. A little girl cried in the middle of this crowd, she couldn't come out alone, this was because she was separated from her relatives, she was looking for her father or mother, Wang Laohu flew up again, and rushed to the side of the little girl, looking at the crowd running around him, he didn't understand why these people were so crazy?

And the only way to stop these crazy people is to grab those holy water petals.

The flower fairy sat on the lotus platform, and she had already noticed Wang Laohu, a young man with extraordinary skills, jumping around in the crowd, looking at his kung fu, he should be a first-class master. She said to the female protector on her right, "Where did this man come from?" You keep an eye on me. ”

Wang Laohu flew up again, leaping towards the petals of holy water.

The elves of these petals jumped in the crowd, Wang Laohu tapped the shoulders of the crowd, and a leap towards the first holy water petal, the holy water petals floated above the crowd, Wang Laohu opened his hand and pinched the petal in his hand. After receiving the first one, Wang Laohu jumped to another place, some people here are fighting for the land, regardless of the surrounding situation, everyone's eyes are staring at this piece of holy water petals, some people's eyes are already red, Wang Laohu arrived, pressed a person's shoulder with one hand, jumped forward again, and took the lead in snatching the second holy water petal.

When these people saw that it was Wang Laohu who snatched the holy water petals, they all rushed towards Wang Laohu, Wang Laohu didn't care about this, he went to the last holy water petal. When Wang Laohu rushed to the third petal, these people were still desperately fighting, some people had already moved their fists, whether you were a man, a woman, an old man, they didn't put it in their eyes, for this petal, they all exerted their strength, Wang Laohu rushed forward, blocked the man who was about to hit an old man with his hand, he took another step and swept his legs, and the two people around him turned over to the ground, and the others rushed up and came forward to grab it.

The flower fairy glanced at the right protector, the right protector drew a sharp sword, flew down from the big round platform, she came straight to Wang Laohu, and stabbed Wang Laohu with a sword, Wang Laohu took two steps back under the stabbing of the sword, the person next to him was not as flexible as Wang Laohu, and he was about to be stabbed by the sword, Wang Laohu stepped forward again, grabbed a few people in front of him, and dragged him out of the range of the sword.

The sword of the right protector is like a snowflake flying, coming towards the king tiger, she a flying body, light body, with the breath of the sword, constantly flying around the king tiger, the right protector's kung fu seems to be a master, she relies on a body of sword and qi, forcing the king tiger to retreat, Wang Laohu because of the hand to grasp the petals, can only meet with one hand, in the process of retreating, and to some dangerous people who want to be hit by the sword qi, to help. Someone's arm has been slashed by the right protector.

Wang Laohu cleaned up the people around him, these believers seemed to know the danger and did not approach, and the third petal fell right in the middle of Wang Laohu and the right protector. Wang Biao and four personal guards squeezed out of the crowd, and they had already arrived. The personal guard held the broadsword in his hand and surrounded the right protector. Wang Laohu waved his hand at them and said, "You are optimistic about these masses who don't know the truth. She's a yellow-haired girl, and it's enough for me to deal with it alone. ”