Yang Xuan''s hand is not heavy, but it is not light.


    After being slapped by Yang Xuan, Princess zishuang flew out in a parabola and hit the grass with a sound.


    Hua Hong opened her mouth, but she didn''t say anything. She just looked worried in her eyes.


    "Bold!" someone snapped, but they didn''t dare to come forward. They were afraid that their attack fell on Princess zishuang inexplicably.


    After a long time, zishuang climbed out of the grass with the help of two people. She didn''t say a word, but stared at Yang Xuan with sinister eyes, as if she wanted to deeply engrave Yang Xuan''s appearance in her mind.


    "Let''s go!" she said word by word, then turned and left.


    Everyone looked at each other and felt that there were some big things going on today, but no one dared to shoot Yang Xuan again, so they left with Princess zishuang.


    No one, including purple frost, is a fool.


    People''s attacks fell on zishuang several times, which is enough to explain everything.


    After they left, Hua Hong worried and said, "we... Are we going to leave here, too?"


    Yang Xuan smiled: "what are you doing when you leave? The annoying guy is gone. We are just clean."


    Hua Hong was still worried and said, "but... But he is a princess. He is likely to find someone to catch us soon."


    "No harm!" Yang Xuan said faintly and asked, "by the way, what''s the relationship between Princess zishuang and Princess Ziyun?"


    Hua Hong shook her head blankly: "I haven''t heard of Princess zishuang. We only know that there is Princess Ziyun."


    "Maybe it''s a fake." Yang Xuan shrugged and ignored it.


    The bonfire has not been extinguished, but the barbecue on it has been scorched. There is no way to eat it.


    Yang Xuan simply threw the barbecue far away, which was eye-catching.


    But unexpectedly, the charred barbecue attracted several fierce animals to fight for it.


    Nothing happened overnight. At dawn, the sun of Yunhua star rises from the horizon and reflects the whole grassland into pink, which is very beautiful.


    The red spirit of a sleepless night is fairly good. He introduced: "the flower of clouds has a characteristic. It will emit pink fog when the sun shines, like clouds, so it will make the whole plain pink."


    Yang Xuanshun picked up a cloud flower and found that there was a pink mist on it. It was very magical.


    In the clouds, pilgrims in twos and threes began to walk towards the center of the grassland, with a pious face, and even three steps and one worship.


    Hua Hong said, "the prayer ceremony will be held at noon. Flying is not allowed here. Let''s start early."


    Yang Xuan naturally had no opinion. As the saying goes, do as the Romans do. Now that you''re here, it''s good to see the prayer ceremony between the cloud God sacrifice.


    When they went on the road together, there were more and more pedestrians on the way, but most of them had no words. It seemed that they were afraid of disturbing something.


    Several sneaky figures loomed around. Yang Xuan smiled knowingly and ignored them.


    After traveling for more than two hours, after passing through a hill, he finally saw the so-called altar.


    It was a white jade platform about the size of the whole football, five or six meters high, on which stood 19 white jade columns up to tens of meters, forming a strange arrangement.


    Around the altar, many Samurai in white armor stood quietly with their backs to the altar, and from time to time turned their vigilant eyes to the crowd coming from all directions.


    The crowd was gradually crowded, but it was still orderly.


    It seems that the high cloud God has a strong deterrent in the hearts of the black cloud people.


    The believers are still coming, and the prayer has not yet begun. Hua Hong whispered, "shall we get closer or just stand here and watch?"


    At this time, Yang Xuan stood high and had a panoramic view of the scene in front of them.


    Yang Xuan looked at the dark crowd in front of him. He didn''t want to squeeze with them, so he said, "it''s right here. Anyway, it''s just a look."


    Hua Hong sniffed: "you don''t want to see the peerless face of Princess Ziyun. Many people come to see Princess Ziyun."


    Yang Xuan shrugged and said casually, "it''s better to see you."


    Hua Hong blushed, spat lightly, bowed her head and said shyly, "you must have cheated a lot of women. You can talk so well."


    She woke Yang Xuan up. Xiao Jing was still waiting for him in the distance. He was secretly vigilant and could never provoke women again.


    After all, that''s too much trouble.


    Hua Hong didn''t know what he was thinking. He was just immersed in his dream and his face turned red.


    About thirty or forty minutes later, another honor guard came slowly across the sea of flowers.


    Hua Hong, with sharp eyes, said excitedly, "it''s Princess Ziyun''s guard of honor. She''s coming."


    There was some commotion in the crowd, but it soon subsided.


    Yang Xuan looked through the sea of flowers, but only saw a very luxurious small palace.


    The palace was supported by sixteen strong men and walked among the flowers without difficulty.


    Needless to say, the white jade palace must be princess Ziyun.


    "The pomp is so great." Yang Xuan chuckled.


    Hua Hong whispered, "Princess Ziyun is the daughter of emperor heiyun. She is the princess of the whole heiyun family. Can she have a big show?"


    After the Baiyun palace, there were many envoys and followers, and even soldiers. Yang Xuan saw several of them just because of the cultivation of the emperor, which was really extraordinary.


    The guard of honor gradually approached, approached the altar along the long reserved channel, and then stopped.


    All the soldiers who had been guarding around the altar knelt down and shouted, "welcome the princess."


    The attendants behind the white jade palace quickly rushed from the rear to the front and scattered countless petals on the road before the guard of honor. Then, the palace opened and dozens of white figures floated out on both sides of the road.


    After waiting a few minutes, a faint figure came out of the palace slowly.


    It was a graceful woman in a purple gauze skirt, with beautiful hair and waist, covered with light gauze, which slowly filled the air of indifference and dust, just like the clouds and flowers reflecting the sun. It was changeable and beautiful.


    Between the wings of Yang Xuan''s nose, he seemed to smell a faint fragrance, which was very comfortable.


    Sure enough, he nodded.


    The crowd had a tendency to squeeze forward, but it was quiet again.


    Obviously, Princess Ziyun also has a high prestige in the hearts of the people.


    Yang Xuan looked carefully and suddenly felt a pain in his waist.


    It was Hua Hong who twisted him.


    "My eyes are straight, and I said I didn''t come to see Princess Ziyun?"


    The vinegar is fuming. If it condenses a little, I''m afraid it can be used for seasoning.


    Yang Xuan smiled bitterly. Where did you start? I''m really drunk.


    But he didn''t explain either. On the one hand, he couldn''t explain clearly, and the more he explained, the more confused he became.


    These three come on, it''s not necessary.


    Hua Hong couldn''t get Yang Xuan''s response. She pouted and stopped talking.


    While they were making small moves, Princess Ziyun, who came out of the palace, had slowly climbed up the altar along the steps and stood on the central column.


    The prayer ceremony will begin soon.