There are thousands of kinds of flowers, and there is a kind of flower, expensive for the king of flowers, it is a natural beauty, elegant, peony.


    The spirit of the four sisters, the essence of the God of flowers, is a big peony that can move and walk!


    When a big peony, which was tall enough to be tall, with luxuriant branches and green leaves, and seven colors of petals, appeared in front of gongsiyu. He raised his sword eyebrows and drew a puff from the corners of his mouth as if he wanted to laugh, but he could not hold back. Finally, he could not hold back and turned to his back, shaking his shoulders and forcing himself not to laugh.


    "The essence of this woman Is it a big Peony? " Gong Siyu couldn''t help laughing, and half laughed, "Gee, is this your half sister? Is it a flower? What''s wrong with your Protoss? Can produce a flower? "


    Liuyun on one side, it seems to have known for a long time that lingyao''s noumenon is a big peony of "wealth in the world", with a huge column floating on the side, laughing wildly and incomparably.


    The key is that the flower can speak.


    The petals are like a mouth, two eyes and a nose. Lingyao, who is forced out of its original shape by the spirit, is angry and furious. The two green leaves on the branches and leaves are her hands, "you! You will regret it! "


    With a smile, he slowly took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera function, and began to take photos of lingyao''s body from multiple angles. Finally, he took a group photo and recorded a video.


    , "the protoss have some special characteristics. God deity has ten children. Except for me and mourning, the other eight are God''s foetus born out of heaven and earth. It is not the God and the imperial concubines who have been born afterwards. God''s fetus is born with the essence of heaven, earth, moon and essence, and there are many kinds of them. At the time of war, I was special. It was the human shaped fetus that was born in October by the God Emperor and the Qing yao ji, so they excluded me. "


    That''s a good explanation.


    Because Linggui is a natural baby born by God Emperor and Qing Yaoji.


    But her brothers and sisters are all kinds of "varieties" bred by heaven and earth, and there is a big difference between them.


    "Sister! Sister, here they are! I see the spirit of the abyss


    Lingyuan, the prince of Shenjie, the future God Emperor.


    Lingshang seems to be very afraid of the spirit of the yuan, run into the hall, close to the spirit of spooky can get a sense of security.


    LINGJI and gongsiyu felt a terrible breath of momentum almost at the moment when lingshang ran in. They were all around them.


    Many people came, like gods.


    Because lingyao was not as strong as lingyao, lingyao couldn''t change back to human form. He felt "the army was coming". Lingyao was so excited that he felt saved. Although he couldn''t get back to his original shape, he ran out of the hall.


    See a life size, luxuriant peony rushed out, while running, the flower also cried for help, "big brother! Linggui wants to kill me! Big brother, help. "


    Lingyao was pitiful, and his heartbroken cry echoed in the hall.


    With a smile at the bottom of her eyes, she felt that the gods led by Lingyuan had arrived outside the sky palace of the suspended island. The dark clouds in the sky were dispelled, and there was a sense of tension in the air. However, Linggui did not fear to lift his chin. He was elegant and extremely proud. He put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants and walked gracefully VA, Qi field full open, out of the hall.


    And behind her, there are three men.


    He is a brother whose blood is thicker than water.


    Surrounded by fairy mist and golden light, the eighty-eight sky is located above the sky of the hanging island of the flower temple. With the arrival of gods, cranes in the clouds fly high and colorful auspicious dragons travel in the sky. The situation is like the arrival of gods. Thousands of gods and soldiers will hang in the sky and stand on the top of the cloud. From a perspective of overlooking all living beings, the flower temple on the hanging island is surrounded by water It doesn''t let out.


    Every God, every day will face with indifference to high cold, contempt for the common people''s expression.


    The bright clouds reflect the sky, and the blue fog covers the mouth of the boat.


    All gods gathered here. At the moment of the appearance of the spirit, all the members of the protoss cast their eyes on her.


    The man standing at the head of the gods is no one else. He is the prince Lingyuan who fought with Linggui in the tomb of the emperor.


    He has a heroic posture, extremely cold, golden crown and hair, and is dressed in a golden robe with eight claws flying dragon. His sharp eyes and eyes have no temperature. His high nose, thin and cold lips like knife carving, strong neck and extremely noble golden emperor''s robe can show the developed texture outline of his shoulders, arms and waist, which is handsome, proud and cold.


    He stood on the top of the cloud and looked down at the bottom. His cold and rebellious eyes, with a sense of oppression that seemed to be suffocating, were filled with the coldness and deterrence of crushing the whole venue.


    At this time, from the original coffin palace, the temple of the present flower, a walking colorful peony flower, just like meeting a life-saving straw, flew into the sky with panic and crying, and fell in front of the spirit yuan miserably.


    "Brother Lingyuan, help! Linggui wants to kill me! She hurt me and humiliated me... "Lingyuan eyes light no temperature, eyes cold stare in front of the big peony, seem not to recognize lingyao.


    "Who are you?"


    “……”


    Jun Ao lengrui''s cold eyes slightly narrowed. After recognizing the person in front of him, Lingyuan was surprised, "lingyao? Peony


    At that moment, she felt that thousands of eyes around her were curiously gathered on her body. But before that, the divine world only knew that she was the God of flowers, the daughter of the God Emperor and the noble princess of the divine world. No one knew that she was actually a big peony.


    She was mad and agitated. She thought that she had come to rescue the soldiers, so she begged her elder brother to make the decision for herself. However, she forgot that she was still in the original form and could not change back at all.


    But Ling Yao didn''t make a big mess. She insisted that it was the spirit that made her look like this.


    "It''s the spirit that makes me look like this, just because she thinks I''ve robbed her temple. But elder brother, she''s been dead for thousands of years. Who knows she''ll come back alive, and her temple has been deserted for a long time. Can''t we change owners! She''s just making trouble out of nothing


    "Fourth elder sister, you are a fool who regards all gods as noumenon. Do you think that everyone has no brain like you?"


    The cold and graceful female voice resounds through the sky.


    The spirit of the strange leap in the air, standing on the top of the cloud, clothes hunting, hair flying.


    Behind her, Gong Si Yu, Liu Yun and Ling Shang also followed, with different faces.


    Linggui fingertip spills a purple spiritual power, light on lingyao''s peony pistil


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