Swish! ”

The flower snapped shut, enveloping a bee and coming outside.

The host took the flower, swirled it gently, and the tightly wrapped petals bloomed, and a few words floated out of it.

"The theme of this final is out, 'Beauty, more than ten, gentle township', it seems that we are lucky brought by Jialan Baby, there is no limited law attributes, there is no limited world style, and even the gender of the beauty is not limited."

The host waved his hand, and the theme library disappeared along with the huge stage, and the turbulent aura poured in, and the creation field was opening.

"The looser the theme, the more you can see the real strength...... The competition is about to start, so please start preparing. ”

As a special guest, the Genesis area is arranged in the very center.

Beauty, more than a dozen, gentle township.

Gentle Township Hero Mound, more than a dozen beauties.

The four beauties are not enough, the top ten famous prostitutes?

Or the Twelve Golden Hairpins?

Luoga's eyes lit up, and he had an idea in his heart, and began to sketch out the rudiments of the world in his mind.

The main substance is a small world, and the law network is already familiar with it, so all you have to consider is how to build the war spirit and what attributes to give the war spirit.

And the game is only ten hours long, then you also need to consider the size of the world.

When the bell rang, Luoga was in his heart and built a model of the small world.

The opening parade plunged the entire Creation Field into darkness and silence, and Luoga was the only source of light.

"Knock...... Knock Knock...... Ding......"

The far-reaching sound of the chime sounded, and Luojia's flight movements were chaotic, and a few rotations were quickly added, and the starlight rippled in the void.

When she smiled back, the orchid fingers brushed over the bun and touched the round smooth pearls under the hair.

If there was no problem with her memory, she obviously took off the pearl and handed it to Hu Yi before going on the field.

When did Le Ling stick back again?

And she herself didn't realize until Le Ling made a sound!

Offstage, the West Cat wiped his eyes, looked up at the pearls trembling under the Luojia bun in the Creation Field, and looked down at the pearls he was holding in his hands.

If you look closely, you can still make out that the pearl in the hand of the West Cat is slightly smaller than the one on Luoga's head.

She thought that the editor was sleeping or angry when she didn't move, but it turned out that she had cast the golden cicada to shed her shell and returned to Luojia!

Fortunately, this is not an official competition, and Luoga's results do not participate in the grand prize competition, otherwise it would be a big problem!

Luojia is also rejoicing, but with the editor's soundtrack, the creation world seems to have a more rhythmic sense.

A small world was formed, Luoga leaped lightly over the earth, waved his hand to draw a winding river, stepped out of the green lake on his toes, and the three-mile peach forest rose from the ground, the sea of flowers was connected, the clouds were steaming, and the peach blossoms rolled up and spread into a carpet of flowers when they flew by.

The music is clear and melodious, like the ethereal fairy sound coming from the clouds, the flowing stream is the soundtrack, and the petals flying in the wind are the rhythm controllers.

The rockery is stacked, the winding path is secluded, the green willow is long, and the white stone railing is ......

The small and compact world is only dozens of miles in a circle, and the strange flowers and plants in the garden, one step at a time, the flowers and trees are all blooming with the most beautiful posture.

The exquisite pavilions and pavilions are formed in the flying whirlwind, and the road under the feet grows into a nine-curved corridor.

The blooming begonia flowers withered in a blink of an eye, one by one begonia fruit from green to crimson, this small branch flows the power of the reincarnation of the four seasons, the plantain sprouts and leaves, one by one, straight and green.

On the shore, the tips of bamboo shoots gushed out of the dirt, and in the blink of an eye, they became green bamboos.

The bamboo leaves are forested, the wind blows, and the symphony flowing in the air is more abundant.

There is a bamboo building in the depths of the bamboo forest, and a birdcage hangs under the corridor, and the clouds and mist in the cage condense into a parrot.

The little parrot tilted its head, jumped, fluttered its wings, became lively and lively, and chirped tactfully: "Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky......"

Farther away, the rocks are entangled with vines, producing bright red fruits that attract birds to peck at them.

There are also a few tall apricot groves with pink clouds, echoing the peach blossoms in the distance, and the persimmons in front of the thatched cottage are hanging red all over the treetops.

The small temple on the other side of the hill is covered with snow and red plums.

The music is melodious, and the light rain also comes to join in the fun, falling on the plantain leaves, ticking and ticking.

The flower buds poked out of the lotus leaves in the fields on the lake, and the tired dragonflies rested on them, the petals bloomed, and the little dragonfly combed its big eyes with its feet, looking down strangely, and did not understand why it was stepping on a full lotus seed.

Luojia uses flowers as pen and raindrops as ink, and paints in the air.

A slender and emaciated girl walked out of the painting, carrying a flower hoe and a flower sac, falling in the peach forest, sweeping away the flowers, and standing a flower mound.

"Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, who is sorry for the red incense? The gossamer is soft and fluttering, and the flocculent is lightly stained with the embroidery curtain......"

The mournful song sounded, and the music became desolate and whimpering, as if even the heavens and the earth were mourning with her, and the falling rain was her teardrops.

With the falling flowers, Luojia floated between the flowers and tree pavilions, through the corridor, through the Xuanxie, and splashed ink.

One by one, women with mountains and rivers as their souls and flowers as their appearance and the moon as their appearance walked out of the flower pen.

When Luojia's pen flew through the entire garden, the small world was already full of flowers, and hundreds of beautiful women had gathered, and there were ten of the most outstanding ones.

The competition was coming to an end, and the flower pen in Luo Jia's hand turned into a cloud of clouds, which flowed to the garden, condensed on the plaques of all the pavilions and pavilions, and turned into words.

"Baoyu, Baoyu ......"

A group of young girls are shouting.

Luo Jia picked up a small stone from the stacked rockery, and threw it on the ground along with the dirt it carried.

A round-faced young man with a face like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival rolled out of the ground, walked out of the rockery with winding paths, and was hugged by a girl into the bamboo forest.

The parrot cried out in the cage: "A guest is coming, the purple cuckoo pours tea." ”

The whole world comes alive, the chaotic seasons stay in late spring, time begins to flow normally, the drifting symphony gradually disappears into the clouds, and the bell of the end comes from the sky.

The aura rolls upside down, and the Creation Field closes.

The host reappeared, waving his hand to put on a huge stage, all the contestants held their own small world and landed on the stage, and the audience frantically contributed their spiritual power, turning into starlight and shrouding the players in their hearts.

But there are also viewers who feel disappointed.

"Luotian Female Creation Realm didn't even dance, but after I knew that she was a mysterious guest, I still felt that I was looking forward to it and wasting my feelings."

"Since the title is the Heavenly Maiden, why don't you stick to the dance creation world to the end?"

"Where is there a non-dance? She's just not jumping as much as she used to, and she's spinning a lot! ”

"I'm not a believer in Luotiannu, just a simple fan of comprehensive methods, and it's fair to say that Luotiannu's current creation realm is more watchable than before. Although there were a lot of dance moves in the past, and she danced really well, it was distracted, and people didn't know whether it was better to watch her dance or watch the birth process of the world. ”

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