Because it will make a brisk sound of splitting the wind when waving, and the aftermath will oscillate, like a cheerful good news song, it is named "Huan". It means cheerful, joyful.

From the day of its birth, Huan Jian was included in the treasure scroll, which belongs to the Ice Treasure Scroll.

Following the Xuan Cang Shangxian, Huan Jian also left a strong mark in the barbaric era when the gods were fighting.

Time flies, time flies, and thousands of years pass like a flick of a finger.

It is not a new thing for treasures to open up their wisdom, but when the time comes, they will give birth to that colorful and exquisite heart. It's just that Huan Jian is too thin, Donghuang Zhong is going to be a grandfather, and she has just opened her spiritual wisdom.

The laurel tree swayed in the wind, the falling flowers colorful, and the red petals gently brushed the hilt of her sword. In an instant, the sword let out a long hum.

Because she gave birth to a divine soul under the laurel tree, she added a flower surname, which was for Gui Huan, and all the immortals called her "Huan Xianjun".

Her wisdom was late, but she had been around for a long time, and she had invisibly added a lot of seniority to herself. Like many innocent children who have just landed and become uncles, the day they have a divine soul, they will be ranked in the immortal class.

Huan Jian is a person who does not like to be lively, and the fairy palace where she lives is also 108,000 miles away from the immortals, and if she flies for a while, it will be good to reach the extremely cold peak of her hometown.

She herself did not feel lonely, on the contrary, she liked to be alone with a sword, even if she meditated in the palace for hundreds of years, and did not find it boring.

Most of the divine weapons are made by loners, except for the twins of Hot Wheels, which is no way, and as soon as the two brothers are separated, their combat effectiveness is directly halved. Besides, every time Nezha appears, he has two wheels on his feet, and if it is one wheel, it doesn't look so majestic, but a bit like juggling.

Huan Jian has lived alone for hundreds of years, and even if he goes to the human world to practice, he will go early and return early, and he will never have anything to do with mortals. Those people in the book are not in love, and they will never happen to her.

I don't know how many years have passed, and the fierce beast family closest to her fairy palace has given birth to an incredible overlord.

The ostrich was born with a stubborn temperament, and he had the strength of a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers...... Well, he is indeed not afraid of tigers, but if he is alive, he wants to measure it with his mouth.

Under his father's stick education, he grew up day by day, and the high palace walls soon couldn't trap him, and as soon as he flapped his wings, he sneaked out of his house.

The lion-sized ostrich rolled happily in the cloud pool, and the birds passing by were far away from him, and he did not bother to chase them, but at most he grabbed a handful of white jade seeds in the cloud pool and practiced shooting at the birds in the sky above......

It is said that the seven or eight-year-old is disgusted with dogs, and the young ostrich does not bother him.

When the birds were gone, he walked along the road with thick paws, regardless of whether he knew the road or not.

A wisp of aroma wafted leisurely across the tip of his nose, wrinkled the bridge of his nose, licked the soft flesh on the side of his mouth, sniffed the fragrance of flowers and walked over. After walking for half an hour, he saw a palace in the distance.

The ostrich tilted his head, the place where his family lived, and the fairy palace he had seen, were all magnificent, and at a glance, there were at least three colors of gems to decorate.

But in the distance, not to mention a few colors, the fairy palace is white as far as the eye can see, and only the roof and palace gate are black.

The unusual Asgard aroused his curiosity, and he wanted to go inside to see what was going on, but as soon as he took two steps, a soft sword aura swayed out of the air, which shook him and flew on the spot, rolled several times, and hit a tree before stopping.

Stunned for a long time, he stood up and shook his head, and approached again in disbelief, but it was like a transparent wall, and every time he approached, he would be bounced away.

If it stops there, it won't be an ostrich.

From then on, the ostrich would come to break through the "empty" door every day.

One year, two years...... In the blink of an eye, the ostrich entered adolescence.

Finally, in this year, he took on a human form and walked to the door of Asgard.

It's not that the door doesn't block him, but that he has developed endurance, as if he is pushing a heavy stone wall, biting his cheeks, he struggles to stretch out his arm and push open the door of the palace that he has been looking at for more than ten years.

The moment the palace door opened, the resistance in front of him disappeared without a trace, and the ostrich did not stand firmly, but fell to the ground by inertia.

With his hands on the ground, he raised his head, his long hair covered his face, and through his hair he could see the view of the courtyard and the man standing inside.

First, a pair of white feet, with round and full toenails, and snow-white insteps, whiter than the floating clouds.

The ostrich slowly raised his head, his white robe, his meticulously tied belt, his delicate figure, and his collarbones glowing.

For some reason, he swallowed softly before looking at the face on his neck.

How to say it, he has seen a lot of immortal monarchs, whether they are smiling or smiling and scolding, they all have an expression on their faces.

But there was nothing on this face.

Thin lips that are so light that there is no blood, a nose with just the right curve, slightly drooping eyelids, and a touch of slender eyebrows.

The ostrich is a demon beast, and the immortal monarchs think it is beautiful, but he can't understand it a little.

But there is no doubt that this face, he knows, is beautiful.

It's a pity that the owner of this face didn't even give him a look, she was looking at the laurel flower in her hand, and when she looked at it, she put the petals in her mouth.

The lips that were extremely light were glued with red petals, and between the white teeth, the red flowers were flipped and flipped, and a wisp of fragrance wafted by, and the ostrich took a deep breath.

"You...... What's your name? ”

The ostrich got up from the clouds and asked awkwardly.

As if he hadn't heard it, Xianjun walked barefoot towards the palace.

The oultures wanted to catch up, but as soon as he moved, Xianjun stopped, raised his white fingers, pointed to the direction of the gate, and said, "Where did you come from, where do you go back?" ”

"You haven't said what your name is."

After saying that, Xianjun entered the palace that seemed to be made of ice and snow, and he wanted to chase it, but when he raised his foot, he felt an invisible wall.

He tried to push it, but the wall was clearly more stubborn than the one outside, and no matter how much he pushed, it didn't move.

"My name is Liao Yong!"

Liao Yong grabbed the invisible wall and shouted loudly inside: "Do you hear the one whose face is white?" My name is Liao Yong! ”

Liao Yong didn't understand either, but he just wanted to tell her his name.

Maybe he was too noisy, and the invisible wall pushed him out of the door. The palace door closed with a "bang", cutting off his sight.

After standing at the door for a while, Liao Yong licked his fingers and decided to find someone to ask where the flower came from.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided to go to Yue Lao.

If you want to ask why, it is that Yue Lao has the widest social circle. From the second cousin of the Immortal Emperor to the third nephew of the King of Hades, there is no matchmaker that he can't talk about, and there is no widow who can't be said, and he can be called a courtesan in the fairy circle......

Of course, there is also a ruthless way of never marrying or not marrying, but there is also a number one in Yue Lao, which is a dead knot.

When Yue Lao saw Liao coming, he closed the door of the workshop at that time.

Others are fine, but the ostrich is not, because cats like to pull strings......

Hearing Liao Yong's description, Yue Lao knew who this person was. His face is white, and he still lives so far away, who else can Huan Xianjun be?

"She's amazing?"

Yue Lao: "Can be ranked into the treasure scroll, what do you say?" ”

Liao Yong suddenly realized: "No wonder. ”

"What's wrong?"

Liao Yong scratched his head: "As soon as I saw her, my chest was shocked, and I wondered what was going on. ”

Yue Lao: "...... What do you think is going on? ”

"Naturally, I met a strong person and wanted to compete with him!"

The more Liao Yong thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, as the saying goes, when you are strong, you are strong, and when you see a strong opponent, his intuition tells him that he must fight with this king!

Yue Lao: "......"

Liao Yong: "What are you doing with a look of wanting to say something?" Say what you want. ”

Joking:......

He didn't want to say anything.

After figuring out the reason, Liao Yong went to beg for a break the next day.

For this big cat to hit the wall every day, the flower expert Gui Huan is also very puzzled.

Gui Huan has no hobbies, one is collecting weapons, and the other is raising laurel flowers.

But the strange thing is that after raising one tree and dying another, and raising it for hundreds of years, none of them can survive for five years in her hands.

On this day, the laurel withered again.

Gui Huan picked up a withered bud and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it lightly, with a faint dry breath.

Just as he was thinking about whether to eat the flowers, the big cat rushed in.

"Come on! Fight! ”

Gui Huan looked at him for the first time, his hair was frizzy, his clothes were tucked around his waist haphazardly, and his tiger eyes were full of stupidity.

All in all, unorthodox.

Liao Yong thought that Gui Huan would ignore him this time, but he looked at him.

Her eyes are very black, and on her white face, a pair of watery eyes are like thick ink, and the force penetrates the back of the paper.

"Do you know how to raise flowers?"

Flower?

Liao Yong blinked and said casually: "Flowers? The flowers in my garden are blooming very well. ”

Even weeds with wildflowers grow when they see the wind.

"How did you raise it?"

Liao Yong thought for a while: "Maybe it's because I pee inside every day?" ”

There was a loud bang, and when Liao came back to his senses, he was shut out again.

Chapter 78

Liao Yong was kicked out in a daze, squatted in place for a while, and then went back.

The next day, as expected, he came again, this time not empty-handed, but with a handful of wildflowers from his garden.

Colorful, without a single precious flower seed, but blooming enthusiastically.

Gui Huan sat under the gazebo in the courtyard, wiping a newly found treasure knife. The broadsword, which the three Heavenly Soldiers could only lift together, was like a light object in her hand.

With a slight movement of his ears, the palace door was pushed open.

Liao Yong was wearing a black cloth robe, with a messy hair, and a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"Here you go."