"List ninety-nine, flower picker, there is a leader among the ten thousand flowers, smell the fragrance and dance on the moon, wonderful! Brother Zhang!"

After all, it was a change in the top 100, and the changes in the unicorn list spread quickly, and when Meng Qianchen heard this comment, he shouted three times in a row, and then looked at Liu Dongmei with a playful face.

Liu Dongmei is called "Plum Blossom Jun", and Zhang Qinghe has become "Flower Picker", isn't this just a pressure, how can you deal with it!

However, Liu Dongmei didn't care, but also applauded the name, as if it was completely deserved to be pressed by Zhang Qinghe.

Among these three people, only Zhang Qinghe's face is black, what is "Flower Picker", what "there is a leader in the ten thousand flowers, smelling the fragrance and dancing on the moon", why does it always feel so strange?

Flower picker...... Listening to the poem, why does it always feel like a combination of a flower thief and a sissy?

It's completely different from the Iron Blooded Sword, but ...... It seems that the situation is even more wrong!

As he got used to being called the Iron Sword, he gradually became more and more receptive, because at least the title was a bit stupid, but it was not morally stained.

But if people call him "Flower Picker", according to the mindset brought to him by his hometown, there is always a kind of twisting of being a thief......

"Hehe, Brother Liu, Brother Meng, Qinghe's body is still a little weak, so let's go back to the room to rest first. ”

"Also, Brother Zhang's body is afraid that he has not yet seen well, so it is not suitable to blow the wind on the flying boat. ”

Liu Dongmei thought of this stubble and said busily.

Zhen'an's affairs were barely completed, and Zhang Qinghe had done everything he wanted to do, and he had already stepped on the turning flying boat at this moment.

Although the overhaulers of the Bloody Clothes Army were unwilling to let Zhang Qinghe go, they did not dare to disobey Li Huizhi's order.

Judging from Li Huizhi's means, when Zhang Qinghe reached the point where he could leave the school, Yan Xi was afraid that he would personally drive the army to the gate of Taihaotian and invite him back to Zhen'anguan.

Zhang Qinghe even felt that it was not bad, at least much safer than Tahaotian.

Zhang Qinghe returned to the room, poured out a breath of turbidity, meditated and practiced for a while, feeling the degree of condensation of the Fa Phase, and then took out the two inexplicably obtained trophies from the Xuan Bag......

Even though the rest of Tianjiao also benefited, they couldn't compare with these two things.

"It is said to be a major repair pen and ink that is conducive to enlightenment, but if this is the case, it will be like chicken ribs to me!"

Zhang Qinghe furrowed his brows, if he wanted to feel the Dao rules of the cave in advance, as soon as the state of the immortals opened, all the Dao rules would rush to come, why bother to use this thing.

He silently unfolded his pen and ink, and three large characters with profound rhyme were written on the ordinary Qingxuan, and an indescribable charm came out through the paper.

There was no signature, no payment, it just made Zhang Qinghe unconsciously read it out-

"Little ...... Red...... ...... days"

Zhang Qinghe rubbed his eyes, when he opened his mouth to say the word "Little Chitian", the pen and ink seemed to be flowing with inexplicable aura, as if there was more charm, but this scroll of pen and ink was in an ordinary state whether it was under the spiritual vision or in the qi induction of the Son of Heaven.

"Hey, it's really an object from the Heavenly Palace. ”

After all, it is something that Li Mo wants to give, in the Zhongtian Great Realm, something that can be stained with aura and does not produce alienation, just go to the Heavenly Palace and think about it.

He couldn't see the reason for the moment, so he silently put the things away and looked at the jade slip again.

"Didn't you say that it was just a scroll of ink treasures? Why did you come with a jade slip?"

Zhang Qinghe was a little puzzled.

"Could it be that this is the main part of this experience?

Zhang Qinghe can now be regarded as able to reluctantly analyze the Dao protection method he has seen and practiced through Taoism, he is very curious about this, and he is about to buckle the center of his eyebrows when he picks up this jade slip.

The eyebrows of this handsome young man also stretched out a chain of order entangled with Taoist texts, wanting to directly analyze the Tao and reason in the jade slip.

Who knew that the chain of locking the sky could touch the jade jian, and it released spiritual light, and the small star divine array in Zhang Qinghe's divine soul trembled, as if it had a slight resonance with some kind of prohibition inside, and the jade simple began to tremble uncontrollably.

Under Zhang Qinghe's surprised eyes, the jade slip stirred like water waves, and a soft Yi like mutton fat white jade slowly poked out from the waves, Zhang Qinghe used the Son of Heaven to feel the familiar breath, and immediately took three steps back.

The jade slip was left in place and did not fall, but hovered in the void, blooming with a bright moon-like brilliance.

He took a few breaths to calm his mood, looked at the jade hand that was still struggling to break free from the Heavenly Chain that was automatically derived from the jade slip, took out a few sources from the Xuan Bag, and began to arrange the forbidden formation pattern that covered the Heavenly Machine.

Fortunately, there is only the overhaul of the Bloody Clothes Army on the flying boat now, and the Li family overhaul stayed in Zhen'an with the sage to explain the situation, and the other two protectors gave Zhang Qinghe a cold stab, otherwise it would be difficult to explain it if it was found now.

When he was ready, he asked tentatively—

"Taiyin senior?"

The hand that kept struggling paused for a second, and then a cold and fanatical female voice came from the jade slip-

"It turned out to be Qinghe's little son! But if you call Taiyin a senior, Taiyin will be angry. ”

"Taiyin...... Girl?"

Zhang Qinghe said tentatively...... Then he shook his head frantically - calling a senior or a girl is not the point of this matter at all, right?!

"Why is the Taiyin girl here?"

The jade hand seemed to be bored, and he didn't bother to continue struggling, and withdrew the jade slip, and the jade slip slowly flew back into Zhang Qinghe's arms.

"Well, you have to ask Wenchang Xingjun. ”

Zhang Qinghe heard a little gritted his teeth from these words.

"Wenchang?!"

Zhang Qinghe pricked up his ears, he was so curious about this person that he was unwilling to let go of any word of Taiyin.

"Ah yes, Wenchang, he lied to me. ”

Taiyin Xingjun seemed to have regained his calm state at this moment, and he was no longer as crazy as Lan Tian Xiang, even if he was trapped in the jade slip, he didn't react too much.

After feeling Zhang Qinghe, it seemed that he had accepted his fate, and he didn't even try to break free from the ban.

"What kind of person is Wenchang Xingjun, Taiyin...... Why is the girl locked up in the jade slip?"

"Prince Qinghe, if you want to call, please call Lisuo. ”

"Taiyin Girl......"

"That's right. ”

Yu Jian returned to silence with satisfaction.

Zhang Qinghe was forcibly led away from the topic, and no matter how he called, Taiyin did not answer.

......

in another room.

"Ahh

The porcelain cup in Li Yuaner's hand fell, and the hot tea scattered along with the broken celadon.

"Sister Yuan'er, what's wrong?!" Li Yan stood up suddenly.

The monk's mind can be judged, and it is almost impossible to have an unsteady grip.

"None...... Anyway. ”

Li Yuan'er felt the strange feeling that only appeared for a moment, and carefully adjusted her chaotic spiritual breath......