Xiao Lianxue looked at herself in the lake, touching her cheeks, the corners of his mouth became plump, and the curvature of his eyebrows and nose became more and more rounded. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He smiled bitterly: "Without the suppression of Shura's ruthless Dao, the artistic conception of flowers is really unscrupulous, I don't know if my parents can still recognize this king when they see it?"

"Blood, prince..."

The world has changed dramatically, and I don't know how many years have passed since Daji left him, but he only knows that the cultivation of two hours a day is just drinking and drinking tea, and his body is too seriously injured, and he can't practice hard if he wants to, and he will collapse.

So for a long time, he spent time in that teahouse, watching the teahouse owner from the high-spirited of the two decades to the old man who was not confused in his forties, and the teahouse owner also looked at his face that had not been carved in time, and the old and sophisticated teahouse owner closed his mouth tightly, and did not show a trace of the wind.

Daji has been here a few times, and each time she has returned empty-handed, and even once she passed by without noticing. His appearance changed so much that Daji couldn't recognize him.

Touching the corners of his mouth that had become rounded, Xiao Chen subconsciously showed a wicked smile, and the corners of his mouth turned upward, still with that sharp arc.

He pulled the corners of his mouth back, both sides were cocked at the same time, and the sharpness disappeared immediately, turning into a very gentle and refreshing smile, the corners of his mouth kept upturning, and Xiao Chen laughed.

"Xiao Chen is dead, only Xiao Lianxue is alive, I didn't expect that, after revealing his identity, the artistic conception of flowers gave this king a surprise!"

Stepping on the rocks, Xiao Lianxue rushed to the lake, and when she took two steps, she was flipping and flashing, and her figure disappeared in an instant.

Before he opened his eyes, there were countless fragrances between his noses, and the familiar spiritual realm was still full of floral fragrances, but with a slight change, it seemed to be more intense.

He walked into the wooden house, it was still a familiar wooden table, there was a splendid and romantic fan on the table, picked up the fan and shook it a few times, found a stool to sit on, opened the box sent by the red sleeves, and a flower spirit lay in the center.

The last one...

The palm of her hand unconsciously stroked her chest, and Xiao Lianxue raised her head and swallowed the essence of the flower spirit.

Click!

The clothes all over my body burst in an instant.

Hundreds of blood arrows shot out from every inch of his skin, and the huge pressure made the blood arrows tear his clothes like water pressure guns, and when they touched the walls of the seemingly simple cabin, they slid down directly, seeping into the ground, as if the cabin had its own eternity, and it was not stained with the slightest stain.

He had long been accustomed to this, whether it was the peculiarity of the wooden house or the physical pain. Pursing her lips, Xiao Lianxue tried her best to suppress the power in her body, so that the burden of her body was weakened, and at the same time, she also tried to comprehend the artistic conception of flowers and get close to the origin.

Lot 6 stars, lot 7 stars, lot 8 stars...

Lot Nine Stars...

The pinnacle of the lot!

Only a trace is close to breaking through the heavenly position, without the obstruction of Shura's ruthless Dao, the artistic conception of the flower is simply crazy, if it weren't for the physical body that can't bear it, he simply thinks that he can directly rush to the middle level of the small heavenly position!

But he stopped in the end, this is the last flower spirit spirit, as long as he breaks through the small heaven and condenses the one with the same root, the flower god can be resurrected, and there can be no fork.

At such a critical moment, even he forced his mind to fight hard and seek stability.

"Cultivate for a while first, and then break through the small heaven position when the body recovers a little, and then my sister will be able to resurrect. ”

"My sister is well-informed, she should be able to find a way to restore my body, hehe flower god..."

Xiao Chen, no, it should be said that it is Xiao Lianxue. He couldn't help but chuckle under his breath. The god of flowers is just the most inconspicuous god in the ancient legend, and it is not as good as the land of the mountain god.

But Daji bowed down to her sister, saying that she was a sister, but looking at Daji's appearance, it was obviously not just like this, the real identity of Daji was Chang'e, the dignified Nine Heavens Immortal of Taiyin Star Chang'e, why did she bow down to something like the god of flowers?

"My sister's identity is definitely not just the goddess of flowers, who do you think she will be?"

Hongmeng was a little depressed and said: "I don't care who she is! I just hope that she has a way to cure you, I have suffocated Lao Tzu all these years." ”

"Wait a little longer, I'm really afraid that my body won't be able to support it, so I want to be steady. ”

"Hehe, seeking stability?"

A soft chuckle suddenly sounded, a little sarcastic, this was not the sound of Hongmeng extinction, it seemed that in this place where there was only the fragrance of flowers in the wooden house, something inexplicable suddenly appeared.

But Xiao Lianxue was not surprised, took out the hundred-year-old flower carving given by the tavern owner, and poured two glasses.

"For the first time in so many years, how can you do it without a drink? Although the best century-old Huadiao is not as good as the immortal wine in ancient times, it is also the top wine today. ”

He didn't raise his head, it seemed that it had nothing to do with him whether the person came was male or female, tall or short, fat or thin, but there was such a person, and it was enough to have a glass of wine with him.

The person who came sat down opposite, the fragrance of flowers hit, twisted the wine glass and poured it slowly, Xiao Lianxue saw a slender snow-white hand, just one hand, which made him feel relaxed for a while.

"Plain hands, no worse than Shang Xue. He muttered.

When I raised my head, I saw the opposite colorful clothes, wearing iris garlands, earrings and roses, shoulders hanging mountain cherry iris, half of the snow white on the chest, and the waist can be grasped, it is a beautiful woman who gathers all the flowers, even if he is used to seeing beautiful women, he can't help but be stunned.

It is more beautiful than the god of flowers, more beautiful than Daji, but not as beautiful as the snow.

In his heart, the beauty of Fengshang Snow is no longer visible to the eyes, it is absolute, incomparable gentleness.

"Let me introduce myself, I am the Peony Fairy, you can call me Lu. ”

Xiao Chen filled his wine glass: "Xiao Lianxue." ”

"No, it should be Xiao Chen, or is it not showy?"

"Those two are dead, I'm Xiao Lianxue. ”

"Boring!"

The peony fairy drank the wine: "Every time I see you, I am seriously injured, every time I see you, I am full of murderous anger, although I don't like it very much, but it is quite interesting, but you have recently calmed down and soothed, and you still ask for stability? It's really boring." ”

Xiao Lianxue smiled: "Then you are interesting? Lu Clan? Hehe, Lu Dongbin set up a great array to hide the sky and left such a spiritual domain to resurrect you, but as a result, you lived, and he died." ”

"Have you seen him?"

"I've seen remnants. ”

Xiao Lianxue thought about it for a while: "His residual thoughts are very weak, but I regret that I couldn't see you resurrected when he committed suicide." ”

"Suicide?"

The peony fairy paused for a moment and said with a wry smile: "It's better to kill yourself, the gods shouldn't exist, but they are too extreme, not to mention killing all the demons, as Buddhas, they also want to commit suicide." ”

"So, I'm the last god in the world..."The peony fairy smiled coquettishly, and the smile was meaningful...