Chapter Ninety-Eight

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Weiyang flower!

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It's shining brightly at the moment.

Countless ice crystals, covered with snowflakes, in the gray inconspicuous flower pots, in the hall ****** a slight shock, countless snowflakes flew up, scattered in the lobby, unprovoked a burst of coldness.

Han Qiutong stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake that flew to his hand.

Hexagonal crystalline.

In the blink of an eye, it melted away and disappeared!

"This is my flower, six out of the middle. ”

The voice rang in everyone's ears.

Baili held the flower pot and carefully flew to the flower platform on the top.

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The ice crystals form the shape of a tree with snow on it, making it look like it lasts forever.

The bright yellow light shot through the ice crystals from the upper hall, making the Weiyang flowers on the flower stand uncontrollable, and the slightest cold air was like a fairy.

Flowers in the sky.

Snow on the land.

Thyme frost.

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"We have heard of Lu Xue for a long time. A rare talent in the Great Snow Mountain, since it's you, why not?" Leng Hai said.

"However, this Weiyang flower is not a flower at all!"

But some moved.

Leng Hai flicked the tail of his robe and jumped on the stage, with a trace of charm remaining, as if there was a faint fragrance.

Hundreds of miles of footsteps moved.

"People are like snow, proud like flowers. I wonder if Brother Baili would like to show his style with me?"

"So I want it!"

The sea of laurel flowers, inadvertently, the fragrance has been revealed.

Make this snow even quieter.

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People say that Lenghai's hometown is full of osmanthus flowers, and the fragrance is like the North Sea, so he is called Laurel Xianghai, and the osmanthus is included in the roster of flowers.

It is rumored that the footwork of the long-lost Snow Mountain School has stepped on the snow without a trace, and the snow falls silently, as if there is no trace on the snowy mountain forever.

Not as good as this time.

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Baili seemed to be swept up by the mountain wind, and countless figures unfolded on the stage, a pair of feet changed rapidly, but it seemed that they had never touched the ground.

The steps are extremely light and extremely smart.

The eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes below are full of brilliance, the footwork master of the four veins is unique in the world, and the original ghost horse step pile He Zhengqi is also the four veins, but the number of roads is completely different.

But there is no doubt that the masters of this level are extremely exquisite.

Snow is not unattainable, but it melts in your hands when you catch it.

But the dark fragrance of the cold sea on the stage is not weak at all.

Ten miles of osmanthus fragrance, floating hidden secretly.

The moon is dusk, the lock is clear, and the laurel hand is folded.

The three veins of palm, the sea of laurel incense.

Different from covering the sky, different from picking up stars, a pair of fleshy palms, lifting, turning, closing, moving, not sticking to fireworks, pushing, hitting, knocking, patting, force rhyme, buckle, take, lock, prison, dark fragrance floating, surrounded by tranquility.

With the dark incense folding method, all the lines of action of Baili were completely sealed.

There is nowhere to go.

The two of them fought heartily and dangerously, and the palms and corners of their clothes rubbed each other and fell staggered.

It's just that there is less ferocity.

"Brother Baili, don't keep your hands, just use weapons. The peony flower monarch at the bottom made a move for Leng Hai, "Don't underestimate my flower envoys." ”

Baili's expression was still stiff and dull.

But frost sand out.

The sand was swaying on the stage, and Leng Hai put his hand into his sleeve and had his own response, but after a few moves, his body suddenly stiffened.

The shadow is sparse and slanted, and the dark floats.

The wave of the sleeves is also heartbreaking.

In the next second, Baili used thousands of miles of silver makeup.

Snow falls in an instant.

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Cold!

From the heart.

In the end, it is frost sand, pervasive, seamless and invasive.

Even if the dark incense fold is tight, once the sleeve is used, it still falls behind to resist this kind of thing that seems to be a hidden weapon and a non-hidden weapon.

Baili's hand hung down, and the blue sand fell between his fingers, rustling on the stage.

Win!

In the eyes of everyone in the hall, the style is even greater, as if seeing a long snow-capped mountain and an independent high platform.

It's just that for some reason, a hint of sweet aroma wafted into the hall.

Where are the flowers blooming in the city, compared to this hundred flower halls?

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Han Qiutong looked at the person standing there, but it seemed to see a melting snowflake.

A white moth caught in a snare.

Her men, along with the Arakawa cultists, were waiting for this person outside the Hundred Flowers Hall.

Knowing that it is death, I really have the guts!

Disdain in my heart.

I just suddenly remembered a picture. In the Imperial City Palace, Han Lime stood in the snow, his face was colorless, and he was extremely indifferent to himself.

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In this world, there are really not enough things that are destroyed.

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Peony Huajun wore an embroidered robe trimmed with gold wire, and walked to the stage along the slope in a luxurious manner.

"Take him to the infirmary. These words popped out of Baili's mouth.

"It's out of the way, I'm just sticking a little bit, and I can stand it. Laurel Xianghai Leng Hai walked to the hall and sat down. Continue to watch Shang Dongmi and Baili fight.

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On a corner of the street, the musician began to play the lute.

The voice is shrill, but the style of music is quite chic, like the singing voice in opera.

Babble~

It is said that in the depths of the hundred flowers lived an old lover embroidered with embroidered shoes

The old man with a serene face was still waiting for the return of the expedition

......

The sound grew farther and farther away, and gradually disappeared.

And only one person sighed when he heard it.

"If this flower city is not opened for me, is it time to wither?"