[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site" ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] Time is like flowing water, it is an eternal existence, it will never stop, it will deprive everything

For the rest of the month, Yu Xiaofeng and the rabbit were suffocating, and Yu Xiaojie was afraid that these two daredevils would go directly to make trouble, and they watched the two very closely, and almost never let them out of the east wing

In June, thousands of flowers bloom, the whole city of ten thousand flowers, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and the fragrance is thousands of miles

"It's really a beautiful view"

These are the emotional words left by a sage who once came here

Here, it gathers all the flowers in the holy area, because of the special terrain, every season, thousands of flowers burst out naturally, and the scene in the middle is beautiful in the heart

This year's flower appreciation festival is a little different, there is no festive atmosphere among the big and small forces, on the contrary, in this city of ten thousand flowers, there is full of depression

A group of Oiran Gate guards stood all over the street, and even those who came to celebrate the hanami festival also felt the unusual atmosphere

"Whoop"

The god swept across the sky like a meteor and fell into the Oiran Gate

"What a strong breath"

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked

"It seems that something big is going to happen in Wanhua City"

Looking at the imposing Oiran Gate guards standing and beside them, everyone was thoughtful

The gods continued to slash, casting a thick layer of dark clouds over the heads of all the big and small forces in Wanhua City

After a few days of this atmosphere, everyone knew the news on the day of the flower viewing festival

The holy son of the Holy Land of Puyan wants to marry the daughter of the master of the Oiran Gate

Such an explosive news made everyone a little shocked

The Holy Son of the Holy Land would actually take a fancy to a woman from a small sect?

In any case, this matter has already been set, and the date of marriage is today

"Oiran Gate is about to develop"

So, some people also began to take action

Oiran Gate hugged the giant leg of the Puyan Holy Land, it is difficult to think about underdevelopment, you know, the Puyan Holy Son is the one who wants to become the Holy Lord of the Holy Land

Holy Lord, what is that concept that is a god-like existence in the Sanctuary, and for ordinary people, it is a god

"It seems that having a good daughter is better than anything else," everyone sighed

Think about how many generations, dozens of generations, can struggle to come out of a small sect, it is already amazing, and no matter how up, they dare not think about it

Early in the morning, the gate of the Oiran Gate opened, and the owner, Hanatora, stood at the door with his mouth wide open, enjoying the compliments of the guests

"Oiran master, I'm very happy, don't forget my little brother in the future."

"Why are you still called the door master, because it's time to call the flower city lord, this Wanhua City also needs a city lord, I don't think there is a more suitable person than the flower city lord"

Some small forces of the door owners competed with each other to compliment, and slapped a sycophant, so that the head of the flower tiger was raised higher and higher, and the nostrils were straight to the sky

"Where, everyone, go in first, we'll talk later"

Batches of people went in, and when they got to the back, the lord of the flower gate directly became the lord of the flower city

When Hao Chong and his party from Shuiyuemen came here, listening to such words, their faces were a little ugly

"Congratulations to the Lord of the Flower City."

"Flower City Lord..."

Some small forces put their faces on hard, and when they saw the people from Shuiyuemen coming, they didn't have the respectful attitude they had before, on the contrary, looking at Hao Chong's ugly face, they were a little gloating, and they pointed from time to time

"Some people are going to be unlucky"

Everyone was courteous, but Hao Chong and these people were empty-handed, and their faces were also out of place with other people, and they were very conspicuous at this door

"Yo, isn't this the master of Haomen? Why, you Shuiyuemen are poor like this, so you came empty-handed?"

A man in fancy clothes stepped forward and said sarcastically

"The shelf is quite big, don't you know that it is the wedding of the Holy Son of Puyan? Or do you not put the Holy Son in your eyes?

There are many people who have fallen into the ground, and they have tried their best to curry favor with the current noble Oiran

Huahu stood at the door, watching this scene, he was very proud in his heart, and unconsciously the corners of his mouth cracked a lot

This former opponent, he is completely inappropriate at this time, and even he doesn't feel that he has raised his status by one level

...

Wanhuayuan, which was placed in the past at the time of the flower viewing festival, I don't know how many people should be, but at this time it is very quiet

Ten thousand flowers bloom, beautiful, a girl in purple dances in it, accompanied by various butterflies, really like a goddess coming to the world

"Giggle..."

Girls are like butterflies, able to compete with thousands of flowers

A young man in white stood in the distance, holding a kitten with pure white fur in his arms, looking at the girl silently, his eyes were full of warmth, and the happy smile on the corner of his mouth was unconsciously revealed

"It's boring to sneer at these sloppy vines, what's so nice to see"

A tiger-headed young boy and a rabbit fell side by side in the flowers, looking at the pair of fairy-like daughters, but muttering in their mouths

"Yo-yo, why don't we slip first?"

"Hey, great idea"

One man and one rabbit thief smiled sheepishly, bowed and prepared to slip away

"Where do you want to go?"

A faint voice floated over, causing them to stiffen

"No, it's nothing, brother, I'm playing with Yoyo catching butterflies."

"Yes, we're catching butterflies"

To strengthen their credibility, the two hold a colorful butterfly in one hand

"Hmph, stay there, or else... You know the consequences."

Yu Xiaojie still didn't understand the ghost thoughts of the two of them, catching butterflies, and they came up with it

"The time hasn't come yet, we won't get married until noon, so let's get married first"

Yu Xiaojie naturally thought a lot, and suddenly went to disrupt the wedding of the Holy Son of a holy land, which is unreasonable, and in this way, he is definitely immortal with the Holy Son of Puyan, and a small Oiran Sect is not worthy of him

"Let him be proud first"

was caught by Yu Xiaojie, one person and one rabbit were honest, lying there, motionless, but what they thought, it is unknown

...

Inside the Oiran Gate, there was a lot of noise, and there were more people than flowers

At noon, as soon as the hour came, the Holy Son of Puyan and Hua Yu appeared in red clothes and holding hands

On the top of that high hall, Hua Hu sat in the first place, his expression was not very natural, and he was even a little restless

Because on either side of him, there were three old men with white flowers, all of whom were antique-level figures from the Puyan Holy Land

The old antiques of the Holy Land, not to mention the sect master, even the sect master, are not qualified to sit on an equal footing, and at this time, for the sake of the Holy Son of their Holy Land, they are all surrendering their identities