Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

An Qingli ran through the timeline.

Ye Zhilan and Xiao Changqin were killed first, and then the fifth princess dressed up as a fake Huineng and paraded through the streets of Baihua City.

Xiao Jintan murmured: "Could it be that the five princesses are really related to the death of Ye Xiao and the two of them? First deal with Ye Xiao and the two of them, and then come to Baihua City to parade the streets and have some fun."

An Qingli said: "It's not impossible, I don't know what kind of blood and supernatural powers the five princesses have?"

Several little ones speculated one after another, one said that it might be able to foresee the future, another said it might be able to foresee danger, and another said it might be able to cast a curse so that the cursed person would have a bad death.

Little Lingxi said, why it must be a curse, maybe the supernatural powers of the five princesses come true, the good ones work, and the bad ones work well.

After all, it is of the blood of the Wu clan, so it is possible to have any weird supernatural powers.

Little Pegasus said that if all wishes come true, then it is not similar to great luck, but the five princesses, Little Pegasus, have not seen it with their own eyes, so they cannot be sure whether they have great luck.

But Xiao Jintan said, what is impossible, there are some similarities in the world's supernatural powers, for example, the Lingxi Eye and the Bing Po Eye have something in common, but each has its own strengths.

The little ones only had heated discussions together.

An Qingli listened for a while, and let Bingfeng and Xiao Lingxi take turns to watch the wind, while she closed the window and sat on the cross-legged couch, seemingly practicing, but in fact refining the sacred tree of the four elephant trees in the dantian.

Shenmu's face has been blurred.

An Qingli wants to refine it into her own appearance, whether it is to sit in the sect on behalf of her deity, or enter a dangerous situation to experience, it is always a clone of her, completely under her control, and there is no need to worry about whether the priority is not separated, and the clone Backlash.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

The scent of flowers is refreshing.

Today's Hundred Flowers City is extremely lively.

Gongs and drums sounded, laughter and laughter continued.

An Qingli got up, went to the window, opened the window and looked down.

There are crowds of people on the streets, and several streets are full of people, waiting for something noisy.

Five elk lined up in a row, pulling an unsheltered incense cart, coming from afar.

The incense car elk is joined with copper bells.

The sound of the copper bell is clear, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers and the crowd, coming slowly.

An Qingli looked out the window, and with her Nascent Soul stage eyesight, she naturally saw clearly the man with shaved hair covered in flowers and clothes above the incense car, he was indeed Shang Shan.

The little pegasus and little tiger in the spirit animal bag also saw clearly the man's skin, it really was Shangshan.

Shangshan's good looks are tough yet soft, and he is adorned with flowers all over his body. He is as beautiful as a male flower fairy descending from heaven.

Little Pegasus clicked his tongue and said: "It's still the royal princess who knows how to play. Huineng first, and then Shangshan. These two beautiful characters in the world are hard for a painter to fabricate, and they can still be admired by those who admire them. play."

Little Huzi sighed: "It's a pity that it's a fake. It's empty and has a skin. It's not very useful."

Little Pegasus was also very disappointed: "It's fake, it's useless."

"This...it seems..." Xiao Lingxi suddenly hesitated and made a sound.

Xiangche turned the corner of the street and approached slowly.

"Like what?" Little Huzi and Pegasus were startled.

Bingfeng took the conversation and said: "This Shangshan seems to be true."

"what?!"

The other little ones were shocked, and An Qingli's heart skipped a beat.

"No way?" Little Pegasus asked in amazement, "Could it be that you used some powerful magic weapon to cover it up, even your Ice Soul Eyes and Consonance Eyes can't be seen."

Xiao Lingxi said worriedly: "I'm just worried about this, true or false, and afraid that the other party will deliberately set up a trap to lure us out to save people."

An Qingli asked: "Is Wuling here?"

Bingfeng stared at the indistinguishable Shangshan in the distance, looked at it seriously for a moment, then looked around for a week, and then said: "Wuling is not here."

Xiao Jintan frowned, if that Shangshan was really caught, I don't know if Wuling was caught this time, or if he managed to escape again.

An Qingli asked calmly, "What kind of luck is Shang Shan on the incense car?"

Little Pegasus replied: "Light red luck."

Xiao Lingxi breathed a sigh of relief: "Shangshan seems to have always been purple luck, and this light red luck, then it should not be him."

However, Little Pegasus immediately said: "When Zhen Shangshan was in the palace, his luck dropped to red. If he fled and was arrested again, it is reasonable for his luck to drop again."

"Hey!" Little Huzi sighed heavily, "The invisible luck can't be counted. Is this goodness true or false!"

An Qingli raised her eyebrows again and asked, "Where is the fifth princess, where are her three guardians who have crossed the catastrophe, and are there any high-ranking monks accompanying her?"

Bingfeng replied: "The fifth princess had a Wanxiang pearl in her mouth, and she pretended to be a handsome man driving elk. Three of them crossed the tribulation realm, one escorted them in the crowd, and two followed them in the sky. I didn't see the Mahayana realm. , and did not see the hidden high-ranking monk."

The little tiger snorted: "The majestic princess, you really know how to drive deer!"

An Qingli remained calm for the time being, and continued to watch the car coming from a distance.

The guest room on the floor she was on was facing the street, and there were people pushing the windows in every room, whistling and shouting excitedly, waiting for the fragrant car to pass under the window.

Xiangche is getting closer.

Crowds gathered.

Some people didn't think it was too crowded, and ran to meet the fragrant car, and the people who followed the fragrant car also desperately followed the fragrant car to squeeze forward.

The handsome man on the incense car was calm, with his slender eye feathers slightly restrained, covered in flowers from head to toe, and on the scattered black hair, there were also large and small flowers.

A little golden petal sticks between the eyebrows, which looks extraordinarily delicate and beautiful.

The hearts of all the women in the city were beating like drums. This is not a flower god, but similar to a seductive demon.

It's too seductive and breathtakingly beautiful.

A combination of all the women in the city, and the goddesses of flowers in the past dynasties, can't match the beauty of this person.

An Qingli saw the person standing on the float more clearly. It was clearly a scene of joy where thousands of people worshiped, but there was no trace of joy on that person's face.

Xiao Jintan lamented that Shangshan's two appearances were too unexpected.

"Flora! Flora!"

The yelling was loud, spreading like a tide, from far to near, someone had their shoes trampled off without even realizing it.

Xiangche finally arrived and slowly came to the street where An Qingli was.

The whole street boiled again in an instant, boiling like fire.

"Flower God!"

"Shangshan Flower God!"

"Goodness!"

There were endless screams.

The windows on the second and third floors were all opened, and countless flower bouquets, like raindrops, were thrown towards the people in the incense car.

Those bouquets were full of admiration and blessings, but none of the people in the incense car responded with a smile, and their faces were expressionless, calm as if they were dead.

It seemed that what he participated in was not the Flower God Festival, but a parade before being beheaded.

Those beautiful flowers are not flowers, but rotten leaves full of stench.

Bingfeng still believed in her own Bingpo eyes, and couldn't help sighing: "Since ancient times, most of the most beautiful people have suffered a lot of fate. Shangshan's encounter today is God's affirmation of his appearance."