Transcending the Nine Heavens

Time passed slowly in the conversation and the sword spirit gradually understood the whole thing, and took a long relaxed breath: “Turns out... so many things actually happened during this time, finally not much surprise...”

Sword Spirit only came out for a moment, understood the status quo, and confirmed the situation of Chuyang, and immediately turned back to the Nine Robberies space. Although the Nine Robberies space was unsealed, it was still only Sword Spirit itself that was able to enter and exit freely. Many people inside the space would be waiting for the news of Chuyang.

Especially Tie Tong Tian and Wu Qian Qian, even more questioned every day, almost crumbled the sword spirit... Sword Spirit got the news, immediately went back to notify the two aunties, still how to say, this one outside is injured...

Sword Spirit sighed away.

As Chuyang's secret cards, the strongest cards, whether sword spirit or nine-robbery space, should never be known by outsiders. This, talking about the number in the heart, will naturally be completely confidential. Talking about humans, though sometimes compared to a little bit, is absolutely severe.

Well, especially about Chu Yang, the talking mouth is as sturdy as steel casting.

Before entering, Sword Spirit handed over another six nine-fold dans, and solemnly warned: "This is all we have for the time being before Lord Sword regains his sanity. Whoever you see is seriously injured, take it first, should take emergency...”

The conversation promised that he would definitely take care of it, but as soon as the sword spirit disappeared, the conversation immediately put all nine pieces of Dan in his pocket.

Being human? I'm sure this old man won't drip!

The worst injuries are now, except Chu Yang, which is the end of the dream.

But to be honest, that's a little bit of a good feeling.

Give him Nine Danes?

If Jiuzhuang Dan is talking, I'm afraid this shipment would rather throw Jiuzhuang Dan in the toilet than break it and not heal the wounds of a lifetime.

And...

“This team belongs to Brother Chuyang. Brother is the soul figure of this team...” Mumbled to himself: “I made a mistake in my name, and even if I saved my dreams, those people may not necessarily appreciate it; for the third time, I didn't have the effect of giving it personally...”

“If that's not a good deal, then you'll be in pain for a few more days... and no one will die anyway.” Talk like you want.

Then it was very reassuring.

Besides... this is really very troublesome... I guess just listening to the thanksgiving they say can make me hear my head fight... I don't do such stupid things, who does!

With that in mind, the conversation becomes even more immobile.

So, the day of the endless recovery was indefinitely delayed!

……

There will be no wind waves after that, as expected, three days later in the evening. The crowd finally made it to the destination of Flower City.

I don't even know why this city is called Sunflower City until it's sunflower city!

This is a special terrain city surrounded by mountains. According to the geography of the quadrilateral mountain, the city is theoretically not too big, but it is a floral city with a population of more than 10 million.

As long as you stand in the city, you can see the silver-covered snow on the top of the mountain on all sides; but at the waist of the mountain, it's full of purple red! I can't tell you exactly what kind of flowers are, and the mountains on all sides are windward and angry.

Moreover, the flowers of Sunflower City do not bloom only for one season, but for all seasons, not only the spring chrysanthemum, but the sandalwood courts.

Spring is a thousand purple red, summer is more purple red, autumn returns to ten thousand red and thousand purple, winter still red, red and green. All year round, there are countless flowers of all kinds open at the top of the mountain, and the scent is striking.

But whenever a wind strikes, a petal falls from the mountains and falls into the city; flowers fall into the city every day of the year for a long time.

Is named after: Drop Flower City!

Years go down like paintings, moons go down like poems; sunsets like love, sometimes as tears.

Someone once wrote a poem about it: Flowers in the city, flowers in the sky, flowers in the sky; if the sky is truly tearless, why the flowers in the city?

……

As soon as they entered the castle, the rich floral fragrance filled with the sky instantly made their hearts feel comfortable, as if their hearts were tender by the smell of flowers and noses filled with eyes.

“This place is so beautiful!” The most exciting, undoubtedly, are two little girls, Chu Leer and Bai Shixuan, both of whom look straight, blushing and excited.

Lifting his head and holding his hand to catch the petals of the sky, he laughed all the way.

After being told about Chu Yang's current situation, Chu Leer also regained the old femininity of joking and loving, how to play uncomfortably in such a wonderful environment.

The conversation was still sitting in the driver's seat, grabbing the horse in his hand, and watching the falling flowers in the air with disgust, a black line: “Grass! What a shitty city this is, why didn't someone clean up the garbage? These petals are so frustrating...”

As soon as he heard the phrase, he prompted the “mockery of the crowd”, and everyone who heard the phrase could not help but look at him angrily!

There are such people in the world!

What is so peculiar about poetry and dreams and pictures that in the mouth of this shithole, it actually becomes rubbish? Still in the way?

At one time, whether it's Dream Army or Rain Chen, or the Prince Demon, or two little girls who are particularly angry, his eyes almost bite off...

Pedestrians on both sides of the road also looked at the ugly ghost, and some people looked up to the heavens and sighed: “No wonder this fellow came and went so cold... some things, it is really insightful, but in the tens of millions of years of the Nine Heavens, why has he ever seen such a strange face... he is not used to falling into the flower city, it really deserves and has good reason... if he also feels beautiful, it is really insulting to fall into the flower city. ”

The voice of this man sounded strange and provoked people to laugh.

Talking about rage: “Who is it? Who said that shit like that? Stand up if you can. Let me see you! I'm gonna take a good look at you! ”

The voice laughed haha: “I don't dare stand up... I'm afraid if you look at me, I'll turn ugly, count me as a coward...”

Far away, a grey shadow vanished like lightning.

Talking about rumors is even more like thunder. It's like being angry and trying to chase him, but he's forced to hold back. He can't stop yelling: “Don't you fucking fall in my hands... you little bastard, dare you say I'm ugly, what look do you have, black and white, full of lies...”

Everyone lowered their heads and forcibly endured a full smile.

If you weren't ugly... there would be no reason in the world...

“Falling Flower City… Here I come again…” Xinning said, quite a few unprecedented smells of shuddering, in which the sourness and desolation are almost exhaustive.

I couldn't help but look up at him for a few days, hiding from his white poetry rumors.

The demon preferred to look up to the sky and sigh, a face full of loneliness.

How many times have I had to refuse in this fallen flower city... at least a thousand and eight hundred times... my nerve, is to make steel here...

Woo...

Everyone laughed and found an inn for a short break. Though the Prince didn't want to be too outspoken, he said, "I want to keep my head down, I want to keep my head down."

But when it came to booking the inn, people dropped their eyes once more: the prince, who had to keep his mouth shut and keep a low profile, wrapped up the best flowering inn in Flower City.

“Do you still have a room?” The demon prefers to look up at his head.

“And… but… not many rooms…” Innkeeper.

“It doesn't matter, get rid of all the people who live in it now!” The demon prefers to look up to his nose.

“This... that...”

“Bang!” Shan Ning threw a purple coin on the table at will: “Enough? ”

“Enough is enough… but…” The boss frowned bitterly.

“Pfft!” Another purple coin tossed on the table: "Enough? ”

“Bang!”

“Enough? ”

“Pfft...”

“Pfft...”

“Enough? ”

Evil Ning is only momentarily filled with Zixia coins at the counter.

This is Zixia coin!

Ten Zixia coins will wrap the flower inn for a full month and enjoy the best hospitality!

And the prince's grand gesture is to throw down no more than 10,000 Zixia coins!

The innkeeper's eyes were straight...

“Enough is enough… the dwarf immediately arranges…” The boss nodded.

Shen Ning Shen Shen Shen Shen: “Humph, if I don't have enough, I will continue to smash it. If it wasn't for Ben... Young Master Ben, adhering to the principle of always low profile, can't be too strenuous, he would simply smash this shitty inn with Zixia coin...”

People say that, mostly exaggerated, but what the grandfather says, 10,000 percent is true, he can definitely do it!

It was realizing this point that the people behind it were all covered with dark lines, turned their heads, looked east and west, and everyone had a look like ‘I don't know him’ on their faces.

Being with this product is like throwing someone away... How can you say that you are also the Prince of the heavens and the earth, how can you now move like a suddenly hit by Golden Mountain into an idiot outburst account?

Is that what you call a low profile? Can't get too high?

What else do you want to call Zhang Yang?

It has to be said that the vast majority of people still eat his stuff; when the boss promised to pay triple the cost of staying in the store, everyone moved out of Lilitso.

“Hurry up and clean it thoroughly!” Shan Ning's toes drank heavily, this dude's style, under the talk of fumigation, Shan Ning Ning has learned ten things, even has come out of blue, more than blue!

Uncle Hu and Uncle Ma both looked at each other with a resentful look: what a simple child our prince was. He followed you for a few days... You infected him with this virtue. People say that the near-inker is black and the near-pig stinks. Are you honest with me...

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