Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 550: Stunned Ling Xian

At this time, the big sun hangs high, shed endless light, shining on millions of monks, setting off the sea of ​​flowers even more beautifully. "Recommend Baidu/Qi-Zi*Small/Speaking/Online Reading"

Under the sun, strange flowers and grasses bloom in the wind, splendid and colorful, like dreams and illusions.

Everyone was fascinated, seeing the dancing fairy in the flower, immersed in it, it was difficult to extricate himself.

Even the strongest of the six younger generations.

Only two people in the entire scene were sober, one was the superior Nascent Soul powerhouse, and the other was Ling Xian.

He smiled at the corners of his mouth, looking at the dissipated flower gracefully, smiled: "Does Huachengzhu not intend to explore it?"

"No, there is not much difference between probing and probing, and you and I don't plan to do it." Hua gracefully smiled gently, and was generous.

"This is the best, otherwise the entire Huacheng will suffer." Ling Xian smiled faintly.

After hearing this, Hua Wanyue became more and more uncertain. But she didn't plan to do anything to Ling Xian at all, so she simply put the matter down.

At this moment, those who were immersed in the illusion also woke up one after another, and their faces were still full of intoxication.

"Although it is not the first time I saw it, every time I saw it, it made me fascinated and unforgettable."

"The sea of ​​flowers is magnificent and magnificent, and the fairies are beautiful and refined. It is indeed a feast of wonderful flowers with the reputation of being drunk."

"Is this the sea of ​​flowers and the flower fairy, it is truly beautiful to the extreme, no wonder it dares to be called the most beautiful spectacle in Yuezhou."

Everyone spoke, in addition to admiration, they still admired.

"Okay, the feast of exotic flowers is over. Next, it's time to choose the **** of flowers." Hua gracefully smiled and turned serious.

And when her words fell to the ground, the scene suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Although the news about the re-election of the Flower God has been heard in the past few days, when Hua Wanyue said it personally, everyone still felt a kind of shock. "I more and more complete"

Thousands of years ago, the flower **** was a symbol of the city of flowers, equivalent to the saints of the major forces, second only to the city lord. However, for some reason, the city lord at that time abandoned the position of the **** of flowers and laid down rules that he would never be elected again.

Therefore, as time goes by, the flower **** is no longer a symbol of the flower city, and is gradually forgotten by people. However, at the moment, Hua Wanyue is about to pretend to be the flower city and re-elect the flower god. How can they not be shocked?

While shocked, they were also a little unhappy.

After all, the city lord abandoned the flower **** first, and now the flower gracefully wants to stand the flower **** again, which is unreasonable.

"City Lord, we all know that you are wholeheartedly thinking about the flower city, but in the millennia of discarding the flower god, my flower city is calm and there has never been a major incident."

"Yes, the rules are unbreakable. Since the position of the flower **** has been abolished, then it should not be re-elected."

"That is, unless the city lord gives us a convincing reason, otherwise I will never agree."

Everyone spoke up, and more than half of them were protesting against Hua's graceful decision.

Seeing this, Ling Xian became more convinced of his guess, and smiled lightly: "It seems that the word "Flower God" has some hidden secrets besides its symbolic meaning."

Speaking, he turned his gaze to Hua Wanyu, wondering what she would do in this situation.

Unexpectedly, although Hua Wanyue looked delicate and soft, she spoke domineeringly, quite powerful.

"No matter what you think, whether you oppose it or agree, I have chosen the flower god."

Hua's graceful and pretty face is cold, and the great majesty of the strong in the Nascent Soul Stage suddenly descends, and the coercion overwhelms the audience.

She slowly swept across the people below, and said: "The city lord has her reasons for abandoning the Flower God, and I also have my reasons for re-electing the Flower God. You only need to know that I am for the sake of Huacheng." /

After hearing this, the brows of the residents of Huacheng frowned, still opening their mouths to discourage them, unwilling to let Hua gracefully re-elect the flower god.

This made Hua gracefully frowned and said coldly: "Are you the city lord, or am I the city lord?"

"Although it is the decision of the city lord to abandon the position of the flower god, don’t forget, I am also the city lord, why can’t I re-elect the flower god?"

Hua Wanyue is quite strong, and said coldly: "I don't care whether you agree or dissatisfied. In short, I chose the flower god."

Hearing this, those who opposed this proposal were silent for a while. It was not that they supported the proposal, but they dared not continue to say it.

They all know that Hua Wanyu seems to be soft, with a gentle smile on everyone. But in fact, it is hard and domineering, and obedience to her is naturally peaceful.

But if it doesn't, then the next thing is iron-blood suppression.

As a result, everyone fell silent and did not dare to say more.

Seeing this, Ling Xian took a deep look at Hua Wanyue, and said in a low voice: "It took only a few words to suppress this rule-breaking thing. It seems that this woman is not a simple character. ."

After speaking, he laughed and shook his head. Who can reach the realm of Nascent Soul, who is a simple character?

"Very good, very good."

Seeing that everyone was silent, the coldness on Hua Wanyuqiao's face gradually disappeared, and her face was replaced with a gentle smile.

However, seeing her domineering side just now, Ling Xian would not be blinded by her gentleness.

"Now I announce that the flower **** election has officially begun."

Hua smiled gently, and the words she said made the eyes of the female monk below suddenly brightened.

They don't care about the secret behind the flower god, but the name of the flower god. According to ancient records, the flower gods of the past dynasties are very beautiful, so they want to win the name of the flower gods and prove their beauty.

However, after seeing Yu Wuxiu on the high platform, the women suddenly seemed to be poured with cold water, with bitter smiles on their faces.

No way, the gap is too big, even if the women are added together, they are not as beautiful as her alone.

Everyone in the room also thought that if there is a flower god, then it must be Yu Wuxiu.

She is so beautiful, like Fairy Lingbo down to the earth, so beautiful and terrifying. Looking at the entire scene of the woman, I am afraid that there is only Hua Yuyu, who can not be concealed by her light.

As the lord of the city, it is naturally impossible for Hua Wanyue to be elected as the **** of flowers. In this way, there is no suspense in the position of the flower god.

Yu Wuxiu herself thinks so too, she has a small smile at the corner of her mouth, full of confidence.

This made the eyes of everyone present radiant, and even Yuezhou Six Jie was fascinated by it.

"There is no suspense."

Hua smiled secretly~IndoMTL.com~ Take out a nine-color strange flower from the storage bag. Then, she squeezed the printing method, and the flower suddenly shined brightly.

The light of the nine colors is brilliant and dazzling, like a dream, a blur.

After that, the handprints of Hua gracefully changed, let this strange flower choose, and determine the candidate of the flower god.

Seeing this, everyone, including Ling Xian, has nothing but appreciation and no sense of anticipation. Because of the whole scene, there is no more beautiful woman with Yu Wuxiu.

However, when the nine-color light ignored Yu Wuxiu and enveloped Ling Xian, everyone fell into a sluggishness.

Even he himself was shocked, the only thought was.

I do it!

I'm a pure man!

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