Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

That is to say, after thousands of years, the Wancheng Kingdom will not be destroyed, and if there are people gathered together, it is possible to make that extremely vicious grand sacrifice of luck again.

The existence of this Wancheng country has always been a big threat to the border.

However, in Baihua City, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and there are a lot of laughter and laughter. It seems that they don't feel any sadness at all, and it's even more likely that they don't even know that there is Bian Lanjie by their side.

The people in the flower building are still discussing heatedly.

The hero didn't talk about the royal family anymore, instead he asked what's going on in the Hundred Flowers City.

"Yes!" said a rich gentleman wearing a big yellow flower, "After half a month, the city's annual Flower God Festival will be held. The most beautiful man or woman in the city will be selected to pretend to be the Flower God. Walking around the city."

"The most beautiful man or woman?" An Qingli, who looked like a stranger, finally joined the heated discussion, "How beautiful is this man or woman?"

"Tsk tsk!" The wealthy gentry in the flower building gave a mysterious smile tacitly, and then said, "It's so beautiful that people's hearts are beating wildly. Even the rich and powerful families in several nearby counties have come to participate in the sacrifice."

An Qingli shook her head and sighed: "I have traveled all over the world, and I have seen many beauties, but I just heard you brag about them, but I didn't see them with my own eyes, so I can't believe it."

"Oh, if you don't believe me, then you are ignorant." An old rich man handed out a scroll from his sleeve, and said arrogantly, "Come here, I will open the eyes of you, a foreign ranger."

An Qingli got up and took the scroll, shook it out, laid it flat on the table and looked at it, and sure enough, a dozen or so beautiful people appeared on the paper.

Some people gathered around to admire the exquisite scroll with An Qingli.

"Hey, why is there a bald head?" Someone asked in surprise.

An Qingli had discovered the monk in the painting a long time ago, but the painting on this scroll is somewhat freehand and distorted, but it does look similar to Huineng.

"You don't know that." The rich man proudly explained, "Our Flower God Festival in Baihua City has always only paid attention to the skin. Pretending to be the Goddess of Flowers. There are ten people in this painting who have been Goddesses of Flowers in the past ten years, but it’s amazing, they have made great fortunes.”

The hero also came over, stared at the bald man in the painting, frowned and said: "Although half of this man's face is covered with flowers, he looks familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere before."

An Qingli was also in a state of reminiscence, and then murmured in a low voice: "I seem to have seen it in the arresting portrait."

"Yes, I saw it on the arresting portrait!" The hero slapped the table violently, "That's the most wanted criminal of the royal family, how could it be..."

"Don't panic, don't panic!" Several wealthy local gentry interrupted calmly, "This person is a fake, not a real person."

An Qingli immediately asked: "Why did Lie say that?"

The old rich man laughed and said, "The bald monk is a young master from a rich family pretending to be. At the beginning, she opened her mouth in front of us, and let us see a bead under her tongue. Then when she closed her mouth, she changed After becoming the bald monk, not only did his appearance change, but his height and shape also changed, it was miraculous."

An Qingli thought for a moment, the beads in her mouth, Wanxiang beads?
It should be.

At the beginning, Shangshan and the two crossing the tribulation realm changed their appearance and ventured into the Wancheng Kingdom and were arrested. The three high-level Wanxiang beads should also have been in the hands of the royal family.

Coupled with the previous capture of the Xiao family and the black market in Bianlan, it is not surprising that Wancheng State owns Wanxiangzhu.

An Qingli looked at the group of rich and noble people, and asked curiously: "There are still such powerful treasures in the world, but who is the rich young master who changed his appearance?"

"How do we know?" Those rich and noble people are also modest, "There is such a powerful baby, and there are rich and noble servants to follow, either surnamed Zhou, or surnamed Qi, surnamed Zhu, it's not something that rural people like us can inquire about. matter."

In Wancheng country, as long as you have these three surnames, no matter where you go, you will be superior to others.

"I don't know if that nobleman will come to Baihua City again?" An Qingli pretended to sigh, and it seemed that she wanted to get acquainted with the cheek.

"Should come again." The old rich man said proudly, "In the past two years, that nobleman had a great time."

"Is it?"

An Qingli smiled lightly, and handed back the scroll, intending to stay a little longer to see what kind of mystery the person pretending to be Huineng was up to.

The day before the Flower God Festival in Baihua City, someone really came here in the blink of an eye.

It turned out to be three tribulation-crossing realms, guarding a small late foundation establishment stage.

An Qingli temporarily lived in an inn in the city, looking at the moon from the window, Xiao Lingxi and Bingfeng opened their eyes, sometimes looking at the sky, sometimes looking at the ground.

"Tsk, one of the three tribulation-crossing realm guards." Little Pegasus sighed in the spirit beast bag, "Master, this style is bigger than you."

An Qingli didn't care about that style, she only asked the other two cubs: "Then who is it?"

Xiao Lingxi replied: "A hundred years old, it seems to be the fifth princess."

The little tiger was puzzled: "The fifth princess is not staying in the imperial city, what is she doing in this poor country?"

Little Pegasus said: "The five princesses seem to be kind to Huineng, and even Xiao Changqin has been thinking about it. She also deliberately pretended to be Huineng, wandering around the city of flowers, and let the whole city admire Huineng. She should be very kind to Huineng. There is some genuine affection."

Little Huzi said: "She just lost her son-in-law, and she just plays around with her own temper. Outsiders really can't imagine the joy of a royal princess."

Little Pegasus shook his long hair on his forehead and said: "The royal princess has a high status, and she can still maintain her face in a dignified manner. The fifth princess has already restrained herself."

Bingfeng was quite interested and said: "The fifth princess has already played Huineng, who will play this time at the Flower God Festival, Shangshan, or Xiao Changqin?"

Xiao Lingxi said: "But Xiao Changqin is already dead."

An Qingli thought, Xiao Changqin is indeed dead, and he died several years ago, and the distance between Jinshui City and Baihua City is not too far. Will the fifth princess know about Xiao Changqin's death?
Or, could Xiao Changqin's death have anything to do with the Fifth Princess.

After all, Xiao Changqin refused the fifth princess's embroidered arrows. As a woman who was regarded as a pariah, she humiliated the fifth princess in public.

Knowing what An Qingli was thinking, Xiao Jintan couldn't help but muttered: "Qingli, do you suspect that the deaths of Ye Zhilan and Xiao Changqin have something to do with these five princesses?"

An Qingli thought for a moment, and then said: "After all, it is the hero and heroine of the original text, who died so easily, and died so aggrieved, and was suppressed after death, saying that he would never stand up again. Don’t do such cruel things. And the nobles of Wancheng Kingdom still advocate not to kill, and they should pay great attention to karma in their bones, but there are some people who do such vicious things.”