Chapter 5 Flower Spirit

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"Oh yes, that's that nerd, stupid second thing!"

"This kind of person can also apply for the Huaxia Martial God Academy, it's really ashamed to be with him. ”

Just thinking about it, a few passing students stood not far away and pointed at him, hearing this, Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head slightly.

It has been two days since the matter of the red-clothed ghost, and the academy also sent someone to ask, Xiao Chen only said that Zhao Dagang's golden spirit talisman had knocked the red-clothed ghost to ashes, and the academy also believed it, so Zhao Dagang became a hero who eliminated the harmful female ghost, and the matter should have ended.

It's just that some rumors suddenly came out, and they spread vividly, portraying him as a nerd who was scared stupid by ghosts, and Liu Xiaoyu, who was famous for his timidity, was lying down with him.

"Let's go, let's not get dirty with your eyes! After a few days, you'll have to get out of this garbage!"

Some hurried voices came, Xiao Chen raised his eyes and saw that there was a familiar figure among those students with broken mouths, it was the student who pushed down Liu Xiaoyu and fled, and then he knew it in his heart.

"I was despised, because I was afraid that I would tell me about him pushing down his classmates and running away, so I smeared his reputation, and even if I said it, probably no one would believe it. ”

If he knew that the heroine of the matter was by his side, I don't know if he would play such a chic rumor. ”

couldn't help but let out a smile, Xiao Chen got up and left.

Huaxia Martial Academy is the premier genius academy in China today, and the living facilities are also first-class, even the accommodation given to these preparatory students is extremely generous.

As soon as you walk in, the dazzling bright light reflects the eyes that can't be opened, and if you look closely, the gold-sprayed walls, the red carpet and the dark purple sofa are eye-catching, and the crystal chandelier that reflects the light is also luxurious.

Today, the autumn wind was blowing, and a few yellow leaves passed by the window, and the naughty ones flew into the window whirling, but before they landed, they were thrown out by a slender hand.

"Red sleeves. ”

Xiao Chen called softly, he had the wine, vegetables and fruits on the coffee table, and he called the red sleeves, with beautiful waist-length hair, pure jet black, and his hair fluttered when the wind rose, revealing a charming face, who else could it be if it wasn't a ghost in red.

Breaking through the heavenly position that day, Xiao Chen was in a very good mood, so he let her go, this red-clothed ghost was also delicate, so he simply relied on his side, serving tea, pouring water, pouring wine, and grinding ink very hard, and regarded him as a backer.

Xiao Chen is also happy about this, it is better to have someone to serve than to have no one to serve...

Moving his arms and shaking off the coolness of the autumn breeze, Xiao Chen curled up on the sofa, as if thinking about something, the red sleeves didn't dare to disturb him, and floated quietly beside him.

The clock ticked in the room, and every minute passed quietly, as if these things meant nothing to the man who was lost in thought, he just curled up in the sofa, his brow slightly furrowed. Just looking at his always indifferent face, a warm smile suddenly appeared, and suddenly became a little sad and helpless, which made Red Sleeves very uneasy.

What could make this mysterious and indifferent man so changeable?

And what can make a heavenly powerhouse show an obvious helpless expression?

Is there such a thing in this world?

Red Sleeves didn't know and didn't dare to get involved, especially wanted to find an urn to hide and never come out, for fear that this dangerous man would kill her.

It's just that Xiao Chen didn't pay attention to her, maybe he didn't care at all, he opened the scroll in his hand, and the red sleeves saw that the cover of the book said Happy Scroll, which was a somewhat naΓ―ve name.

The scroll is spread out, page by page, until the last page. Red Sleeves couldn't help but hold her breath, she had been following Xiao Chen for two days, watching Xiao Chen turn the book over and over again, except for the last page, which had never been opened.

"What's in there?" she wondered.

Xiao Chen's fingers stopped at the corner of the last page, not moving for a long time, but with a sigh from him, this page was finally opened.

Before the sight comes, the fragrance comes first.

A fresh, soft 、、、 seemed to contain all the beautiful flavors of the world and the fragrance swept across the tip of her nose, Red Sleeves couldn't help but take a deep breath, her whole body trembled, there was such a beautiful smell in the world, she was extremely intoxicated.

And in this fragrance, countless petals are sprinkled out, roses, lilies, green lotuses... All kinds of things cover a half-meter radius in front of you, and the petals are flying, intertwined into a beautiful picture.

This is a sea of flowers, flocks of butterflies fly in the center of the sea of flowers, a thin layer of scales on their wings shimmering with colorful light, and the light envelops a woman, dressed in a neon dress.

What a beautiful woman this is, the red sleeves think that the country is unparalleled, and in front of this woman, she can't help but feel a strong inferiority complex, this woman's beauty is no longer something that can be described in the world, maybe Chang'e in the sky can have one ten-thousandth of her beauty, right? And next to this woman, there is a little boy in black, seven or eight years old, a child who should be innocent and interesting, but his face is as cold as ice.

He held a long knife in his hand, and his expression was cold, only when he looked at the woman, his eyes trembled slightly, and he knew that he was alive.

There is no sound in the picture, but it depends on the situation that the woman is making the little boy happy, talking about something, and finally giving the little boy a scroll, and then the picture explodes and returns to nothingness.

"What did she say?"

Red Sleeves was very curious about what the woman said, in the face of such a woman who was not as beautiful as the world, anyone wanted to know her words, smiled and frowned, as if knowing Red Sleeves' curiosity, the indifferent man who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "She said that she wanted me to be happy, and she wanted me to learn to be happy." ”

Hearing this, Red Sleeves couldn't help but be stunned, and turned his eyes to Xiao Chen, only to find that crystal water droplets flowed from Xiao Chen's face.

The water droplets fell on the carpet and disappeared silently, as if what Red Sleeves saw was just an illusion...

Putting down the scroll, Xiao Chen opened the cabinet and took out a small box, and when he opened the lid of the box, there were six flowers that shimmered like glass.

"Flower Spirit Spirit!"

"It's a flower spirit!"

Red Sleeves couldn't help but exclaim, the flower spirit spirit is a treasure of heaven and earth, refining can stabilize the growth potential of the Dao base, even if it is a waste to refine it, with a little effort, at least it is appropriate to become a strong person in the area, if she can refine one, she will be sure to impact the heaven in ten years!

Such a heavy treasure is naturally extremely scarce, and here, there are six of them!

"How did he get it?"

In the face of a heavenly powerhouse, she didn't dare to think of greedy thoughts, but she was extremely interested in the source of the flower spirit spirit, if, just if, she could know the source of the flower spirit spirit, even if she fought for a soul, she would have to get one!

After all, it is the supreme temptation of ten years to impact the heavens, there are more than 100 billion living beings in the world, how many people can enter the Tao and achieve the heavenly powerhouse?

couldn't help but want to ask, but seeing that Xiao Chen had already gently closed the lid, her gaze couldn't help but wander with the lid of the box, and when the lid was completely covered, she swallowed her saliva.

Ignoring her, Xiao Chen's eyes showed a hint of excitement: "Six flowers, it will be the seventh flower soon, sister, I must resurrect you!"

"And the seventh flower?!" Hearing Xiao Chen's murmur, Red Sleeves could no longer hold back the desire in his heart, but he suddenly reacted.

The point, not this!