The golden rune shone brightly, and even the high priest who was there jumped up.

This power seems to be in the middle of everything with himself.

"High Priest, what's the matter, you still want to interfere in the competition. Seeing that the high priest tried to make a move, Kezi immediately spoke out to stop him.

"It's too powerful, and the contestants on the stage will get hurt. The High Priest retorted.

"Roel doesn't hurt. Su Changyan looked at Ning Xuelu, as if looking at his most cherished treasure.

Kezi said, "If the high priest makes a move at this moment, then I will assume that you are acquiescing to Ning Xueluo as the god of flowers this time." ”

"You!" the High Priest could only sit down.

At this moment, all those women rushed to the front of the Fu Seal, the Fu Seal burst open, the golden light was magnificent, and the violent spiritual power storm blew up, and all the women who rushed over were blown to the bottom of the competition platform.

Ning Xueluo drew a spirit gathering talisman this time, and the talisman burst open, so all the spiritual power absorbed naturally regressed, blowing people out with the storm of spiritual power.

It doesn't hurt people, but it can also achieve its purpose.

Wen Lanlan was still protected by a few people in front of her, and she barely supported her figure.

But just now, the scene of more than a dozen people rushing away and being shot away by Ning Xuelu hovered in her mind for a long time.

Why would such a person come to compete with him for the god of flowers?

Such a powerful person would not need the so-called City Lord's Mansion at all, she was already almost comparable to her father.

Although Wen Lanlan has a short temper, she is not stupid, and she instantly grasped the key to the problem.

Seeing Ning Xuelu walking towards him step by step, Wen Lanlan suddenly asked loudly, "If you become a flower god, will you marry into the City Lord's Mansion?"

Ning Xueluo was still waiting for Wen Lanlan to say something to threaten her father, but she didn't expect her to say such a thing.

She was full of doubts, but she really didn't bother to argue, with a disdainful expression on her face, "This time it's my turn to ask you, are you going to jump off yourself, or will I beat you down?"

Wen Lanlan knew that she was by no means Ning Xueluo's opponent, but she couldn't tolerate the other party really marrying Brother Kezi who she had in mind, so she still insisted, "As long as you promise not to marry Brother Kezi, I will give you the position of the god of flowers." ”

Ning Xueluo lost the last patience with this sacrificial niece, and Rong Xue stepped forward, quickly came to her side, and pushed her off the competition platform when she was stunned. Then three strikes and five divisions of two pushed the other women down one after another.

Only she and Xie Wuhuan were left on the stage.

She looked back at Xie Wuhuan, Xie Wuhuan shook his head and smiled, "Listen, this position of the god of flowers was given to you by Uncle Ben." ”

After saying that, he jumped down without looking back.

Ning Xueluo stood on the competition platform like this, looking at Kezi and the others on the high platform.

The results of the competition are obvious, although this flower god competition ended in such a shocking way, but Ning Xueluo's martial arts demeanor deserves the name of the god of flowers, and the crowd erupted in violent cheers, and everyone threw the flowers in their hands desperately to the competition platform like crazy.

Kezi nodded and said, "It seems that this martial arts fight is quite good, you can consider next year's Little Flower God selection and continue to quote." ”

The high priest's face turned pale, and he watched Kezi announce loudly on the high platform, "This time the winner of the flower god has appeared, it is Ning Xueluo!"

The crowd erupted in strong shouts again, and if it weren't for Ning Xuelu's superb martial arts, some enthusiastic people would have been eager to come up to the stage and lift her up.

Ning Xuelu jumped up from the competition platform, and came to the high platform in a few rounds.

"Congratulations, congratulations. Kezi immediately stepped forward to congratulate.

But Ning Xueluo was unceremonious, and his little hand said, "Prize." ”

Kezi laughed, and then presented the wooden box that had been hidden in his arms, "I'll give you the things first, but you can't run, and there will be a flower god tour in the evening." ”

Ning Xueluo's goal has been achieved, and naturally everything should be inherited.

At the end, she seemed to remember something, "That Wen Lanlan is your fiancée?"

Kezi hurriedly waved his hand, "Of course not, I don't have a sweetheart yet." But I think you're good, do you want to think about me?"

It has always been the rule for the god of flowers to stay in the castle lord's mansion, although the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

The high priest stared at Ning Xueluo with fierce eyes, afraid that she really had such a heart.

Ning Xueluo looked Kezi up and down, as if thinking about the feasibility of this proposal, and finally squinted slightly and shook his head, "You and my fiancé are too much different." ”

Kezi never thought that he would be evaluated like this, and his self-confidence was greatly damaged, and he couldn't help but say, "I don't know who your fiancé is?"

Ning Xueluo's eyes glanced at Su Changyan, and then said, "I will see you in the future." ”

The high priest breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know whether Ning Xueluo's words were true or false, but he directly rejected Kezi's proposal at her, and his eyes when he looked at Ning Xueluo immediately softened a lot.

At this moment, Ning Xueluo only wanted to go back to the room as soon as possible to check the gem, and he didn't want to continue to talk to them at all, but unfortunately, since he had won the name of the god of flowers, he naturally had to be worshiped by everyone.

That night, while the bonfire was lit, a carriage pulled by eight camels drove down the roads of Shuhai City.

Ning Xueluo stood in the center of the carriage, Xie Wuhuan on her left, Wen Lanlan on her right, and the rest of them all stood on top of camels.

Wen Lanlan had naturally gotten the news from her father that Ning Xuelu would not marry Kezi, and her anger had disappeared by half. But Ning Xueluo made her suffer in the camel parade today, and she remembered it well.

"Sister Ning, you are from outside, your martial arts are so strong, you must be from the four major sects, right?"

Ning Xueluo shook his head, "Small sect, the master died early, and now there are only me and my uncle left in the sect." ”

Wen Lanlan's eyes rolled, and she continued, "Then your family must have carefully cultivated you and provided you with many genius treasures." ”

Ning Xuelu then shook her head, "I grew up with my master since I was a child, and I only recognized my relatives last year. ”

Wen Lanlan said in her heart that if the big family lost its child, how could it be that it would not be found for so long, it seemed that it must be a small family. Such a person is not allowed to be manipulated at will.

Wen Lanlan secretly took out a piece of flower cake with a handkerchief, and said, "This flower god has been parading for a long time, Sister Ning must be hungry, do you want to eat a piece of flower cake to cushion your hunger." ”

As soon as the flower cake was taken out, Xie Wuhuan's nose moved, she immediately snatched the flower cake, threw it directly into her mouth, tasted it attentively, and then said, "It's really delicious in the world, Miss Wen, thank you." It's just that the amount of your iron dysentery grass is a bit much, although it is sweet and greasy, but it destroys the original fragrance of the flowers. ”