According to legend, in ancient times, there was a celestial deity who claimed to be a love venerable. This person has been amorous all his life, and he is infatuated with countless women. And in addition to being amorous, this love respect also has a hobby of planting flowers. Every time he had a woman, he would plant a flower in a different garden and plant a flower similar to her according to her personality. It is said that at the most, the flowers bloom in tens of millions, which are beautiful, fragrant for thousands of miles, and refreshing.

And because of his amorous feelings, he is nostalgic for women everywhere, and naturally provokes countless enemies. In the end, the enemy came to the door, and the love was defeated. Although the most stubborn life was saved, his cultivation was abolished. Since then, the love of the court has fallen and declined, so the women have left him one after another.

After the catastrophe, he lost everything he had before, his strength, wealth, and the beauty he loved the most. Downcast, ridiculed and ridiculed. But the only thing that hasn't changed is still the greed for beauty and infatuation. It is said that until the death of his life, he still hooked up with seven lovers and used seven kinds of flowers to represent them, namely the amorous red rose, the innocent white lily, the cold purple tulip, the kind and sunny aster, the noble phalaenopsis, the elegant daffodil, and the lonely Shizuka Hanmei.

Even though the most dear and depressed are depressed, he still dreams of having countless beauties back then. But time is difficult to rewind, the reality is cruel, the most affectionate with his own skills in flowers, cultivated the envy of the world of the beauty of seven flowers and one branch, that is, the well-known "seven-colored beauty", is the symbol of his most beautiful seven lovers, but also his infatuated and amorous interpretation.

The seven-colored beauty, although it is beautiful and invincible, is difficult to last. Although it is praised, it is also hated. What is praised is the beauty of flowers, and what is hated is human desire. Therefore, the flower language given to it by later generations is a person with a heart and a different mind.

Wu Feng and Gao Yuan laughed loudly, while Tie Heng slammed the table with a pair of iron fists and kept yelling. If Shi Zhongtian hadn't blocked it with his true qi, he would have smashed it into pieces with a punch. Murong Perfect's face was slightly red, a little confused, it was obvious that she didn't know the story behind it. Lonely and flawless smiled slightly, grabbed the perfect hands with his hands, and everything was relieved in an instant.

And listen to the rain after listening to the story of Huai. No matter what kind of explanation and apology the royal power had, it was very clear that it was rejected. This has to be considered, it doesn't matter, listening to the rain is naturally eager to quickly clear up the relationship. But when it came to the end, Tingyu glared at Huai fiercely, as if Huai had framed her.

Wang Quan's face was pale, and he no longer had the calmness and calmness he had before, replaced by endless anger. The flowers and beauties that were supposed to be good were a good season, but who knew that they were scared away by the ghost stories that came out of their arms. However, Wang Quan did not mean to refute or explain at all, he understood that even if Huai was deliberately made up. But now I'm afraid everyone is sure that if he is forcibly explaining at this time, he will be a thief, and there are signs of getting blacker and darker. The most important thing is that listening to the rain will definitely not be happy that he and Huai will conflict again. Thinking of this, Wang Quan glanced at Huai, clenched his fists and creaked, and went straight back to his seat, as silent as Huai.

Wu Feng unceremoniously stretched out his thumb towards Huai. Even if there was a festival before, but at this juncture. Wu Feng is still a little pleasing to the eye.

Next, Wu Feng and the others will definitely not let go of such a good almost to attack the royal power, but it is a pity that Jin Ding has repeatedly offered high prices, but the royal power has always been silent. Joke, even if the seven-colored beauty has a bad reputation, it is also a holy medicine to break through the ranks, and he may not need it if he is a general now. But I can't say it anymore. Wang Quan is the young master of the Tiansha Gate, and there is no shortage of spars at all, and in their eyes, strength is the most important thing.

The matter of the seven-colored beauty is the most unresolved, how many people are sighing and helpless, as long as there is a trace of stamen, they can easily step into the lead. But it was in the hands of the king. I didn't dare to rob them if I had ten guts.

Then, Gao Yuan jumped up, holding a piece of red blood jade, and lit it up in front of Tingyu. He didn't introduce it like Wang Quan, he just sent it directly to Tingyu's hands, and he didn't wait for his refusal to dodge the figure.

Listening to the rain was helpless, coupled with the help of Murong Perfect and Lonely, he had to accept it. However, the strange thing is that after everyone looked at the blood jade, they turned their heads to Huai's body in unison, which means that what kind of fame is this, and I still hope that you will make a mess

However, for this blood jade, of course, it must be Shi Zhongtian to understand, and the name of the Jade Mountain Hall has a great relationship with this jade. Listening to Shi Zhongtian, this blood jade has the effect of driving away evil spirits and condensing the gods, especially when people concentrate on the cultivation of the gods, it plays a multiplier effect with half the effort, and it belongs to the top grade of the blood jade, and the valuation is at least more than 50,000 spars.

Next, it was no surprise that Wu Feng came on the field, as the owner of the owner, he seemed not to be in a hurry or impatient, and he was quite personable. I saw him come to Tingyu, but he looked a little shy.

Wow, Wu Feng raised his hand, and a scroll slowly fell, which turned out to be a picture scroll. And in the picture scroll is a woman in blue, standing in the wind, looking into the distance, with an expectant look, obviously listening to the rain. However, when you look closely, you can see that the ink has not even dried, and the brushstrokes are rough, and many places are terrible, and it is obvious that it is a raw painting.

Wu Feng held the picture scroll in his hand, looking at everyone's strange eyes, especially Tingyu's questioning look, his expression was very embarrassed, and he forgot to speak even when he was ready. Who did it, it goes without saying.

"This person is me?" Hearing Yu's finger, he asked Wu Feng weakly. But when he saw that he looked like a mouse seeing a cat, he immediately looked dumbfounded and said, "The painting is so ugly, why don't you put it away for this girl, you want to kill me!"

Seeing this, Wu Feng hurriedly rolled up, and forgot to ask for Tingyu's opinion without self-blame. But as soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hearing the rain's words, it was clear that he had already accepted the tone. Wu Feng dared to stay when he saw this, he gently put it on the table, but turned around but breathed a sigh of relief, this is a few days of hard work and it was not in vain. In his opinion, he wants to come up with something good, and it is estimated that in his eyes it will be no different from Wang Quan and Gao Yuan, Tingyu is a girl who is different from other women, which is also one of the main reasons why he likes it, this is that he is natural, not greedy, and knows how to be content. Therefore, Wu Feng didn't want to come up with a painting.

As soon as Wu Feng showed his hand, there were not a few people who made fun of him next, and Wu Feng was also modest one by one.

Next, Mu Qingqing of the Hall of Eternal Life showed a piece of red stone wood, Diao Haolong also posted a thing called black honey syrup again, and dozens of generals also interjected into the air to show off their treasures one by one. Among them, the red stone wood of the wood is the most precious, and this wood has a spirit and dissolves the sigil, which has the effect of improving the quality of the sigil, and it is not surprising that it was grabbed by He Zichen of the Heavenly Seal Sect.

"Brother Huai, what treasure do you have?" just as a general just sat down, the general beside him said to Huai with a smile.

"It's ugly. Huai was also unceremonious, and he knew what was going on with him at a glance. With a wave of his hand, a stack of more than thirty runes appeared neatly in his hand. Treasure is not limited to purgatory, as long as it is recognized as good, it can naturally be taken out.

"There are twenty-one second-level runes and fourteen third-level runes here" However, before Huai finished explaining, there was a burst of laughter, and some people even covered their stomachs and couldn't straighten their waists.

"What kind of place did he think this was? It's a small neighborhood grocery store, and it's ridiculous and ignorant to bring the second-level sigil here!"

"Sure enough, it's a person who has never seen the world, and he is short-sighted!"

"I said Brother Huai, if you don't have something good, I can pick you up, and you don't need to" The general who invited Huai disdainfully looked at Huai and couldn't bear to say down.

"You idiots, idiots, don't learn and don't know how to shut up your foul mouth. He Zichen, who was sitting in the center, suddenly burst out when he listened to the whispers of his subordinates, ignoring the identity of the young master of the Heavenly Seal Sect and scolding, "Even if this is a second-level rune, what's wrong with the third-level rune? What do you know about you idiots, idiots, and second-class goods who don't learn and don't know how to do it" (to be continued......