In the territory of the Ten Heavens, the ten thousand golden lights stained the white clouds, the flowers and trees of the ten miles withered and withered, and the garden looked particularly bleak and lonely.

A man in white looked at the vision and muttered, "Strange! Strange......! This vision is so strange, the sudden appearance of ten thousand golden lights should be a good omen, but all the flowers withered and withered for a while, I don't know if this vision is a blessing or a curse!"

After saying that, all of a sudden, young shoots appeared on the branches of the ancient tree, and after a while, the branches were full of white bone flowers, and the white mist on the stone table rose.

Under the tree, a woman in blue clothes sitting at the table looked up at the flowers and suddenly bloomed, smiled lightly, and the autumn waves could hook the soul with a turn.

Picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, looked at the man sitting next to the stone opposite, and said lightly: "The flower tree survives by the immortal qi of the ancient tree, and the flowers on the tree within a hundred miles are so delicate, and the ancient god tree has not budded and bloomed for thousands of years, and this gentleman thinks this is a good thing." ”

Looking up at the white flowers on his head, his face changed slightly, his eyes gradually became deep, and the ancient divine tree actually bloomed.

He looked at Feng Sheng's indifferent look, his handsome face was dyed with a thin layer of anger, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Feng Sheng Xianjun, is this vision a good thing?

"At the beginning of chaos, thousands of ghosts were suppressed in a cold place, Pangu Stone was broken into six pieces, scattered in the four seas and eight wildernesses, those who collected Pangu Stone are equivalent to mastering thousands of ghosts, and the goddess was quiet to protect the peace of the Three Realms, and used the soul sacrifice stone to exhaust the divine power, so that the two demon clans were defeated, and the Pangu Stone lost its contract master and scattered in the four seas and eight wildernesses, and the demon clan kept looking for the whereabouts of Pangu Stone, and the intention was not obvious?"

Feng Sheng looked at him seriously, her eyes reflected his figure, and pieces of white petals fell one after another, she approached him and smiled slightly, her smile was very gentle.

He said: "Misfortune and blessing depend, the gathering of Pangu stones is not necessarily a disaster, what can the flowering of ancient trees represent?

Her face amazed Ci'an, and the petals on the branches became her foil, too long if she increased by one point, and too short if she subtracted by one point, she was too white if she was powdered, and Shi Zhu was too red, her eyebrows were like green feathers, her skin was like snow, her waist was like a bundle of suke, and her eyes were shining with starlight, which made him lose his mind slightly.

He turned his head, stood up, tied his hands behind his back, leaned his back against Feng Sheng, and said: Feng Sheng, you are too nonsense, you are betting on the safety of the Three Realms, this is too big!"

Looking at his back, Feng Sheng raised her hand to pick up the teacup, her slender hands lined with pale green jade became whiter and whiter, and the string of red and bright red in her hand, she handed the teacup into her mouth and said slowly: "Could it be that Ci'an Xianjun is afraid and doesn't dare to gamble?"

"Feng Sheng, who said that Benjun doesn't dare to gamble, what if you lose. ”

"If Benjun loses, I will marry you, accompany you for the rest of my life, pour tea for you, serve you with ink and pen, I don't know if An Xianjun is satisfied?"

The voice was as pleasant as Lin Laiquan's rhyme, and the faint tone made Ci An's handsome face dyed a layer of crimson, she actually gambled with her own marriage, and Ci An said angrily: "Feng Sheng, you are confused, joking about your own marriage, joking with the fate of all beings in the Three Realms, you are simply unreasonable." ”

After speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left.

Feng Sheng looked at his departing back and laughed in a low voice, his voice mixed with a little low, it turned out that he had become unreasonable in his heart.

He still avoided himself, looking at the white bone flowers on the ancient trees, and the petals that were blown off by the wind were a little more desolate.