"Ah Luo, just go out for a walk twice, I want to see how others react."

"No, I'm fine, what I'm going to do." Hua Luo refused without thinking about it.

"You can go out for a walk if you have nothing to do, please, Ah Luo~"

Zhao Yue was anxious to know how effective Hua Luo would be when she wore this dress she made with her own hands and walked out, you must know that there are countless clothes in Hua Luo's big wardrobe, and she doesn't know when it will be her turn to wear this skirt next time.

She folded her hands and pleaded, looking pitiful.

couldn't stand Zhaoyue's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and now that she was really free, Hua Luo still compromised: "Okay, I really can't help you."

"Yay! Then let's hurry up, while the sky is still bright, and the eyes of the masses are bright enough to see clearly."

Zhaoyue looked impatient.

"The clothes are not on you, why are you in a hurry?"

Flora has the feeling of being driven to the shelves.

After Hua Luo and Zhaoyue Zhanxing walked out, they found that the girls on the street were all wearing silver masks.

The mask was clearly the same as the one Hua Luo wore a few days ago, so Hua Luo asked Zhaoyue, "What are they doing here, what kind of masks are they wearing."

"I know that." Zhan Xing said on the side, "Ah Luo, didn't you always wear a mask to hang out a while ago?"

"They don't know why you're wearing a mask, and they think it's a way you dress. What else is this called holding the pipa and half-covering the face, hiding the beauty of half revealing and half revealing, and for a while, many people rushed to follow suit, and wearing a mask became the most popular costume among girls in Kyoto."

"You see, your new mask is sold out."

Hua Luo shook her head helplessly: "They really follow the trend blindly."

As far as the feeling of wearing a mask for so long is concerned, wearing a mask is not a fun thing, and every day her face has to be strangled by the mask, not to mention how much it hurts.

Zhaoyue sighed: "Ah Luo, it's not strange for you to say, when you wear a mask, they don't follow suit. It's a strange thing that you've taken this mask, and the streets are all over the street learning how you wear a mask."

"Blind obedience is a disease."

Hua Luo gave her own evaluation.

Zhao Yue touched her chin: "Ah Luo, since you wear a mask and so many people follow suit, you said that if you keep wearing this skirt I made, will they also want to wear the same skirt as you?"

"Ah, what a wonderful thing to think about." Akitsuki was immersed in her own fantasies, as if she had seen the girls in Kyoto scrambling to ask the tailors in the tailor shop to give them the same dress that Hua Luo was wearing now, and then by some chance learned that the designer of this skirt was actually her.

Hua Luo glanced down at the hem of her skirt: "If it is really as you think, the crime rate will definitely increase greatly, and the girls are all showing their thighs, isn't this intriguing?"

"Ah Luo, I don't agree with you." Zhan Xing opened his mouth to refute Hua Luo, "No matter how people with bad intentions are not right, it doesn't matter what we girls wear, if the man really has bad intentions, even if he wraps it tightly, it's useless."

"I didn't say that this kind of thing happened because of the fault of the dress, but I just said that this kind of dress has a higher probability of arousing the evil thoughts of bad people, and it is a truth that wealth is not exposed, am I not right?"

"Ugh...... That's fine."

Zhanxing nodded slowly.

"Alright, let's go back."

Hua Luo was really bored to walk around, and she didn't receive the effect that Zhaoyue said, so she went back early.

The next day, the empress took the nineteen princes, including Hua Luo, to the temple to worship the god of flowers.

Hua Luo followed Zhan Xing Zhaoyue to the statue of the god of flowers, knelt on the futon and bowed to the god of flowers.

After three prostrations, Hua Luo glanced up at the statue of the god of flowers.

The god of flowers wears a xia robe, with a big, blooming red lotus on his head, charming and graceful, with half-closed eyelids, overlooking the people below.

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The story of the god of flowers is engraved on the wall on the left, and the stone wall is made of special material, and the handwriting on it is still clear after many years of wind and sun.

The inscription on it probably means that the god of flowers is the ancestor of the flower family, and the time dates back to tens of thousands of years ago in the Xuanwu Continent.

At that time, the flower tribe was just a small tribe of about 100 people, with the blooming red lotus flower as the totem, because the tribe loved beauty and attached importance to appearance, in order to delay aging, it was fed on petals and nectar all day long.

The god of flowers was originally an ordinary girl of the flower tribe, as for the specific name of the god of flowers, there is no record in the official history.

There are many versions of the names of the flower gods in some wild histories, partial histories, and operas, but there is no basis for them.

The year of the flower god's birth is unknown, about many years ago, the history of the flower tribe records that she was a beautiful and astonishingly noble and cold girl, but when she reached the marriageable age, she rejected all the marriage proposals of her admirers, and no one knows why.

Until her twentieth birthday, she dreamed of a handsome man like a god driving a luxurious and golden carriage past the Hua tribe.

The god of flowers had never seen such a handsome man, and couldn't help but look at her, and the man seemed to be attracted to her, and his eyes touched each other, and a line of love was entangled.

Immediately, the god of flowers fell in love with the man, but after a spring breeze, the man disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never appeared.

The god of flowers woke up the next day and realized that it was just a dream, and the dream was without a trace, but from that day on, she had a pregnancy reaction.

At that time, the flower girl was famous for her noble and beautiful, and the unmarried pregnancy of the flower god was a very shameful and ugly thing.

At that time, the patriarch of the flower clan was originally determined to kill the child, but the flower god insisted on saving the fetus in the womb, and even forced him to die, and finally endured the humiliation and gave birth to a baby boy despite public opinion.

The baby boy was different from ordinary people from birth, and when he grew up, he was elected as the patriarch of the flower clan because of his outstanding ability.

When the baby boy grew up, he became a very handsome and perfect impeccable man, and captured the hearts of many young girls, and when he came of age, he married ninety-nine wives one after another, and each of them bore him the child.

These children also inherited their father's ability to be different from ordinary people, and this ability can grow with cultivation, which is what was later called cultivation.

After the baby boy's descendants grew up, they intermarried with the Hua clan and became their own children, and gradually, the Hua clan had the ability to cultivate the truth.

The proportion of cultivators in the average ordinary person is about one in three hundred, but the descendants of the Hua clan have 100% qualifications for cultivating truth.

With the efforts of all generations of rulers, the territory of the Apocalypse Kingdom is very broad, and it occupies half of the continent.

Nowadays, the national emblem style of the flower clan is still with buds to be released red lotus, which is evolved by the totem of the prototype small tribe of the flower tribe in ancient times, in fact, the appearance is that the pattern is simplified, and there is no big difference.

However, everything has advantages and disadvantages, after the official founding of the country, the flower family has become a royal family, and the battle for succession has become more and more fierce, and the princes of all dynasties have broken their blood in order to compete for the throne, which has led to the rapid withering of the members of the flower royal family.

The struggle for the succession of the empress's generation was the most tragic, both the prince and the princess died for various reasons, and only Zhanxing and Zhaoyue were left in the descendants.

Under such a tragic struggle for succession, the empress was able to inherit the throne.