Haizhu stood on the chariot, the blade paused in the air, looking at the monster with a thick head and a round brain, round arms and legs, dragging a chain hammer as thick as an arm. Staring at the triangular eyes of the black hole, bursts of cold air hit, and Haizhu's teeth trembled.

The cold flowers in the sky fell one after another, and a cold arc smashed the sea plant.

The red armor instantly condensed on Haizhu's body. The three-leaf shield was placed several times in a breath, covering the chariot, and he couldn't take care of Mo Ye who was struggling. Condense back to the shadow of the flower blade, and slash back to the cold arc light and shadow.

Flying out of the flower blade is like falling into the refining furnace, and the moment it encounters the cold arc, it dissolves silently little by little, and it disappears strangely. Haizhu's face changed in an instant, and the three-leaf green shield sank violently, covering the chariot and Haizhu. Rolled into a green ball of armor, the green light flashed and fled into the sky. A scream of astonishment rang out. "I give up, let me out".

Tom, the cold arc crystal hammer slammed into the green ball armor. The ball armor deflated and turned into a sparkling ice cake. Following the space, Mo Ye grabbed the magnolia flower and stood in the night space. Hundreds of orchids turned into colorful crystals and leisurely escaped in the dark twilight. I don't know where the sea plants have gone, and there is not even a little smell of sea plants among the flowers.

Mo Evil Ghost smiled and put away the magnolia flowers, and flew away to another magnolia flower cluster. Suddenly, thousands of crystals flashed in front of him, and Mo Xie's body flew back to the magnolia floating cloud bottle as if it had been sucked up.

Lan Jing looked at Mo Ye who was stunned in shock. The look in his eyes became incredible. Staring into Mo Ye's eyes. "Wu Zhiyou, you got the magnolia crystal flower"?

Mo Xie was in a trance, and a smile slowly condensed on his face. "This 'Lan Yutai' is so weird."

Mo Evil God recognized the orchids in the sky, and there was the shadow of the planter. I saw tens of thousands of orchids bursting with flower-shaped crystals. Roaming slowly among the heavenly rivers, it seems that the gems spilled from the fingers of angels are inlaid on the pale blue cloth buns.

A magnolia crystal burst open, and hundreds of orchids released thousands of flower shadows, like countless colorful butterflies flying on the dark blue sky, reflecting the jade magnolia shadows.

A green-armored planter flew out of the shadow of the flower, and fell from the flower bridge condensed by hundreds of orchid crystals to the floating cloud bottle of Huixinlan. The mouth is wide open. It seems to be shouting something.

Mo Evil God recognized the "Jade Night Flying Flower" through the air. Shaking his head with a wry smile, the seemingly calm, beautiful, and serene orchid flying shadow hides the killing. Mo Ye took out the glittering magnolia flower from the holy bag. Divine Sense. "Lan Zhiyou, I've sent you."

Lan Jinghua's eyes flashed with watery mist, and she slowly shook her head. "Wu Zhiyou, tomorrow you can go to Lan Ruiyao and exchange the magnolia crystal shadow for the 'Hanging Flower Order'."

Lan Jing stood up slowly, as if she had lost interest in the "Jade Night Flying Flowers" in the sky. pulled the incomprehensible Mo Ye and escaped out of the "Lanyutai".

The second monk of Mo Xie Zhangzhang couldn't figure his head. "Lan Zhiyou. What does that mean".

Lan Jing's face was indifferent, and her voice was a little cold. "It's nothing, congratulations on the first level of choosing a son-in-law, and you got the 'Hanging Flower Order', put it away, don't lose it, if you lose your life, it's gone."

Lan Jing silently led Mo Xie to hang Yao, less enthusiastic and more respectful. Send Mo Ye outside the hanging room. A deep bow. "Wuzhi is friendly and resting, I will come to pick you up tomorrow".

Mo Ye looked at the beautiful shadow that disappeared into the darkness faintly, and touched the holy bag, as if he understood Lan Jing's changes. Shaking his head, he turned around and went into the hanging.

Lancheng Lanrui Yao, not located in the center of the city, slightly to the west of the city, the huge four corners of the moss shining green glow. The green water halo is dotted with huge magnolia flowers.

Inside the moss sat seven Demon Transformation Realm planters, looking at a flower-shaped shadow disc with a blank face. In the six-petal flower area, countless bursts of light flashed red. There was a bang. There is less white light in the flower area, and there are more black spots under the flower plate.

The faces of the seven Demon Transformation Realm planters gradually became solemn. Tapping the flower shape on the shadow plate, click on the black dot under the flower plate. "Lan Ku Supervision Envoy, today's 'Flying Flower War Shadow Crystal Platform' is a little weird, and there is a case of death or injury."

The old planter of the pink orchid on the top of his head frowned. The "Flying Flower War Shadow Crystal Platform" has been running for tens of thousands of years, choosing sons-in-law for sixty-seven young masters of the Lan clan, and there has never been a death of a planter. "Lan Chun quickly investigated He Zhi's death in battle".

Lan Chun's fingers burst into black dots in a hurry. The skinny hand gently scooped it up, reaching into the chaotic War Shadow airspace, and a burst of blood filled Lan Ruiyao's body, and the planters couldn't help frowning.

A flat ice cake pulled out a black mist, and Lan Chun couldn't help but shiver, and his jaw trembled a few times. "It's a cold crystal".

The planters looked at the large ice cakes in the airspace in amazement. What kind of magic is this?,It's all smashed like this.,One side is a green ring with a white top.,On the other side is a green around the sole.,What is the middle part.,There's nowhere to look.。

Lan Chun looked at Lan Ku with straight eyes, not knowing what to do.

Lan Ku's flower eyes burst with cold light. After nearly a million years of cultivation in the planting domain, it was the first time I had seen a plant-killer so cruel, even if it exploded, it would be unsightly miserable to smash it like this. "Lan Chun checks the War Shadow Crystal to see where it is sacred."

Lan Chun smiled bitterly. "Lan Ku Inspector, 'War Shadow Crystal', didn't you lend it to the young master today?"

"Hey, I'm going to look into this tomorrow." Lan Ku tapped his hollow head and sighed.

A faint clear mist filled the flower alleys of Lancheng Flower Street, the sky was just a little cloudy, and the deep and slightly white sky was scattered with sporadic residual light. The slender green leaves on the hanging leaves trembled slightly, shaking the moist smell of the earth, shaking off the large and small dewdrops.

Lan Jing stood silently in front of the hanging leaf, grinning with green spring gladiolus bones on her head, and milky dewdrops hung on her baby-like ruddy lips. Gently trembling, flashing with colorful points of light. Lan Jing didn't know how long she had been here, the dew was soaked with green yarn, sticking tightly to her body, and the concave curves were like bursting blood, so that the planter's eyes did not slanch.

"Lan Zhiyu Zao". Mo Ye stretched his waist and walked out of the hanging sling. The crystal dew reflected the rising sun, and the tip of the Lanjing Orchid Shadow trembled.

"Wu Zhiyou, please come with me". Lan Jing smiled forcefully, saluted, and fled to "Lan Ruiyao" with Mo Xie.

After dozens of sucking, at the end of a flower street, I saw the ten-zhang wide "Lan Rui Yao", although the pillars of the four condensed grass reflecting the flowers are not high, but they are on the top of the long Yao, the top is full of dewy orchid grass, the tender flowers and leaves are distributed with small beads, under the reflection of the morning sun, such as the "elf" of water, crystal clear, adding a bit of mystery.

There are hundreds of planters standing in front of "Lan Ruiyao", most of them are plants, and a few more than ten are scattered plants.

Lan Jing pulled Mo Xie to retreat into the scattered group of plants, saluted each other, and stared at "Lan Ruiyao" silently.

Half an hour later, the Phalaenopsis plant girl on her head walked out of the "Lan Ruiyao". Divine consciousness glanced at hundreds of planters. "Friends, please change the 'Hanging Flower Order'".

Mo Xie took out the shadow of the magnolia flower and followed the orderly march of the group into the "orchid tree".

In the "Lan Rui Yao", there are six orchid crystal bottles floating in the air, and on each crystal bottle sits an old planter, with a flower-shaped crystal table in front of him, and a flower-shaped token on the table. Each planter approached the crystal bottle, bowed deeply, and sent the magnolia flower shadow with both hands.

The old orchid planter glanced at the planter, took the magnolia shadow, and gently pressed it on the flower-shaped token, and the "weeping flower order" Yurun released a soft light, which instantly shot on the planter.

The magnolia flowers slowly condensed around the Zhishi, slowly surrounding, and the Zhishi disappeared into the airspace strangely.

Lan Jing suddenly grabbed Mo Ye's hand and looked back at Mo Ye's surprised eyes. "Wu Zhiyou, the road ahead is foggy, so you can do it yourself."

Mo Xie didn't know what he was referring to, he was a little flustered in his heart, looking at the ghostly eyes of the old orchid planter, and walked timidly.

Lan Jing looked sideways at Mo Ye, not knowing if to remind her again. The old orchid planter has been aware of Mo evil several times. "Wu Zhiyou, it's your turn."

Mo Xie glanced at Lan Jing and walked to the orchid floating cloud bottle. Respectfully handed over the magnolia flower shadow to the old orchid planter. Following the trance, his eyes lit up, and he fell into a fragrant courtyard.

The courtyard is full of all kinds of orchids, such as Tiger Leaping Orchid, Plain Girl Orchid, Lotus Orchid, Big Soft Sword, Iron Bone Heart, and Jumping Orchid. It's like falling into a sea of orchids, overwhelmed. Each cluster of orchids grows in a transparent crystal cover, condensed in the void space, and the orchids are dripping with jade crystal light, like colorful jade bells shaking in the void.

Listen attentively, the crisp and pleasant wind chimes come from the stamens, like the light piano of the planting girl, whispering and pouring, sometimes crisp and clear, condensing like a clear stream, crystal gravel, gurgling and frightening. Sometimes she complains in a low voice, like crying and complaining, like an unfortunate resentful woman telling her heart.

Suddenly, the bell rang suddenly, like thunder and rain, and suddenly the chirping was soft, like a gossamer. Mo Xie had heard Qin Ji's piano sound, and Qiong Xin Zheng spoke. I faintly feel that this orchid bell is calling, searching, and waiting. The planters who are looking forward to returning are full of affection.

In the courtyard, there are hundreds of planters standing quietly with their eyes closed among the shadows, all of them frowning lightly and listening carefully. The sonorous bells, such as the water blocking the river stone, the waves hitting the stone cave, the graceful pathos and euphemism, the wind howling valley stream, a hundred twists and turns.

Suddenly, the bell sounded softly, the moon traveled in the clouds, the wind filled the flat river, and a soft whisper followed. "Thank you for coming to 'Evoke the Heart'."

Hundreds of planters hurriedly bowed their heads. "You don't need to give a big salute, 'Evoke the Heart' is located at the junction of the Plant Domain and the Insect Domain, tens of millions of years ago, the Zhi clan expanded its territory here, and fought with the Zerg for millions of years, countless plant elites died in battle, and millions of spirits were left in other places. As a great clan of the Danhua Holy Land, the orchid clan lost 100,000 elites in this battle, and 999 clan planters, 666 species are extinct here. The requiem that the plant friends listen to is the spiritual call of the three hundred and thirty-three planters of the orchid system, and I wish the British to be loyal to the soul."

Whispering softly, suddenly crying silently, choking every word, and sudden. "For tens of millions of years, none of the returnees have been planted, and the successive generations of the clan masters of our clan have sworn that those who can attract souls will return to the planters, and the Lan people will be allied for generations, and the young masters of the Lan people will be concubines on their behalf. All of you are the planting warriors who have received the young master's 'weeping flower order', and the young master's remnants are in the order, and those who can lead the soul of the orchid to return, and hundreds of millions of young masters of the planting domain will never give up."

Hundreds of planters hurriedly lowered their heads and stared at the "Magnolia Hanging Flower Order" in their hands, and a faint slender figure was hidden among the misty flower shadows. (To be continued......)