Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 622: Get it

After bidding farewell to Ruyu, Lingxian split the void with his bare hands, rushing all the way to Huacheng, planning to find Hua Tengyu for a drop of holy water. "I more and more complete"

He can still remember that when Ling Tianxiang came to rescue him ten years ago, he said a word.

Temporarily sober.

In other words, Ling Tianxiang only temporarily recovered his sanity for some unknown reasons, and did not completely escape from the state of enchantment.

After he turned the demon, Ling Xian knew very much how cruel the state of being demonized. There is no sane, there is only killing in his mind, and it is completely reduced to a killing machine.

Therefore, he must get the Holy Spirit Water to restore Ling Tianxiang to normal.

This is the only thing he can do for her.

"Hey, two drops of holy water, one drop was given to Zi Yao Immortal Sword, so that it can reproduce the power of the past. One drop was given to Xian Bone, so that you can make your way to life and come back from desperation."

Ling Xian sighed lightly, looked at the direction of Huacheng, and muttered to himself: "No matter what conditions Hua Tengyu proposes, I must get the Holy Spirit Water, so that Tianxiang can completely wake up from the state of enchantment."

Speaking, his eyes turned firm. Immediately tore through the space with all his strength and rushed towards Huacheng.

It took a full month before he arrived in Huacheng.

This made Ling Xian miss the days with Nine Sky Wings, and the days with mana.

But when he entered the flower city, he discovered that today is exactly the day to hold a feast of exotic flowers. This made a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, thinking of the funny story when he became the first male flower **** in history ten years ago.

After that, he followed the crowded crowd and walked towards the center of Huacheng.

Anyway, he has already come. He simply appreciates the grandeur of the sea of ​​flowers, and then goes to Hua Twenty to ask for the water of the Holy Spirit.

When he came to the center of the city, besides seeing Hua Wanyu with a gentle smile on his face, he also met an acquaintance.

Yu Wuxiu.

I haven't seen her for ten years, she is still so graceful and beautiful. Like the Nine Heavens Fairy, she is extraordinary and beautiful.

The eyes of every male Xiu present were blazing, staring at Yu Wuxiu, eyes full of longing.

"Unexpectedly, I would actually see her here." Ling Xian raised his brows, his heart turned like lightning, and instantly guessed her purpose of coming to Huacheng.

"It should be for the position of the flower god, after all, the whole world thought I was dead, and it is reasonable to re-elect the flower god."

Looking at the noble and holy woman like a fairy, Ling Xian's eyes were a little cold, and said: "Just to ask you, did you pass the news."

Ten years ago, when he learned that the key to ascension had spread throughout Yuezhou, the first suspect was Yu Wuxiu. Because she was qualified to know the key to ascension, and she was the one who most hoped that he would die.

In this way, Ling Xian doesn't doubt who she suspects?

"It's better not you, otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel." Ling Xian murmured, then hid in the crowd to avoid being seen by acquaintances.

At this moment, the flower on the high platform gently spoke softly, announcing the beginning of the feast of strange flowers.

"Now I announce that the feast of odd flowers once every ten years has officially begun."

The voice fell, and a majestic vitality emerged and enveloped the audience.

Suddenly, the strange flowers on everyone's hands bloomed one after another, forming a magnificent sea of ​​flowers, attracting people's attention.

Even if Ling Xian has seen it once, he can't help but feel intoxicated.

After a while, hundreds of thousands of exotic flowers withered one after another, which means that this feast is over.

After that, Hua Wanyue smiled faintly and said: "This is the end of the feast of strange flowers. Next, we will proceed to the selection of the flower gods."

When the voice fell, the lively scene just now fell silent.

They all thought of the evildoer who became a flower **** as a man ten years ago.

Hua's graceful eyes flashed with a trace of sadness, but Ling Xian was dead, and the position of the flower **** must be re-selected. Therefore, she took out the nine-color selection **** flower from the storage bag and prepared to choose the flower god.

"It really is the **** of flowers."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and then took away his own breath, focusing on hiding the breath of loyalty.

He didn't want to be watched again, although he guessed that he was resurrected against the sky. But there is no need to make an uproar, let the whole Yuezhou know.

After all, the Key of Ascension is still on him, and it is better to do less than to do more.

And just after he restrained his breath, Hua gracefully squeezed the strange seal technique, stimulating the nine-color selection **** flower.

Suddenly, a circle of nine-color halos rippled, covering the entire scene. The point, shrouded in those female monks in the field.

This made the eyes of the female sisters become fiery, but when she thought of the fairy on the high platform, the fiery heat in her eyes dimmed suddenly.

Everyone knows that the flower gods of the past generations are extremely beautiful and beautiful. In other words, only the most beautiful woman in the field is eligible to be elected as Flower God.

The only exception was when a man was elected the flower **** ten years ago.

Looking at the entire Huacheng, the most beautiful woman is undoubtedly Yu Wuxiu, and other women are undoubtedly inferior to her.

So, the sisters knew they were hopeless. Everyone present also knew the position of the **** of flowers, it was Yu Wuxiu.

Sure enough, as expected, when the halo lasted for a while, it enveloped Yu Wuxiu alone. Set her off to become more and more beautiful, with the beauty of the beauty and the beauty of the country.

Suddenly, the gazes of those male repairmen became more and more blazing. However, there is only respect in everyone's eyes, not the slightest bit of licentiousness.

Because the Yu Wuxiu at this moment is like a nine-day fairy, pure and holy, noble and glamorous.

Any man will feel ashamed when facing her, and will not give birth to any blasphemous thoughts.

Therefore, although the eyes of the men are hot, they are not at all greedy. Some are just respect and love, like looking at a noble and holy goddess.

This made Ling Xian smile and shook his head. He suddenly remembered that Yu Wuxiu was his servant. If this group of people who regard her as a goddess knows, the expression on her face will not know how wonderful it is.

"Interestingly, the noble goddess in your eyes is my servant. This is something no one can dream of."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, then left the boiling square, turned and walked towards the city lord's mansion~IndoMTL.com~The flower **** has been selected, and there is no point in staying. Therefore, he planned to go to the City Lord's Mansion first and wait for the flowers to be graceful.

With Lingxian's current terrifying power, looking at the entire Huacheng, except for Hua Wanyu, a strong man in the primordial infant stage, no one should even want to detect his breath.

Therefore, even though the city lord's mansion is heavily guarded, he still easily entered Hua Wanyue's boudoir and quietly awaited her arrival.

Time passed bit by bit, and after about half an hour, Ling Xian heard a faint sound of footsteps.

After that, a soft drink suddenly sounded, full of coldness and killing intent.

"Who dares to break into the city lord's mansion without authorization?"

Hua's graceful and pretty face is frosty, and when he raises his hand, it is a sword.

Like a fairy making a move, it has the power to cut through the sky!

...(..)(Nine Immortals)