Highly recommended: At this time, the sun hung high, sprinkling endless light, shining on millions of monks, reflecting the sea of flowers more and more beautifully.
Under the sun, strange flowers and plants bloom in the wind, gorgeous and colorful, like a dream.
Everyone was fascinated and saw the dancing fairy in the flowers, and they were immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves.
Even the strongest of the six younger generations are the same.
There were only two people in the entire scene who were awake, one was the high-ranking Yuanying powerhouse, and the other was Ling Xian.
With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Hua Wanyu, who had dispersed his soul, and said with a smile: "Isn't the Flower City Lord going to investigate?"
"No need, there's not much difference between probing and probing, and you and I don't plan to do it."
Hua Wanyu smiled gently, and was generous.
"This is the best, otherwise the entire flower city will suffer."
Ling Xian smiled faintly.
Hearing this, Hua Wanyue became more and more suspicious.
However, she didn't plan to do anything to Ling Xian at all, so she simply put the matter down.
At this moment, those who were immersed in the illusion also woke up one after another, their faces still full of intoxication.
"Although it's not the first time I've seen it, every time I see it, I am fascinated and unforgettable."
"The sea of flowers is magnificent and magnificent, the fairy is beautiful and refined, it is really worthy of a feast of strange flowers with the reputation of a drunken fairy."
"This is the sea of flowers and flower fairies, it is really beautiful to the extreme, no wonder it dares to call it the most beautiful wonder in Yuezhou."
Everyone spoke one after another, and in addition to admiration, there was still admiration in their words.
"Okay, the feast of strange flowers is over, and next, it's time to choose the god of flowers."
Hua Wanyu withdrew her smile and turned serious.
And when her words landed, the scene suddenly fell into a dead silence.
Although in the past few days, the news about the re-election of the god of flowers has come out, but when they heard Hua Wanyue say it herself, it still made everyone feel a kind of shock.
A thousand years ago, the god of flowers was the symbol of the flower city, equivalent to the saintess of the major forces, and the status was second only to the city lord.
However, for some reason, the lord of the castle at that time abandoned the position of the god of flowers, and made a rule that he could not be elected again for eternity.
Therefore, with the passage of time, the god of flowers ceased to be the symbol of the flower city and was gradually forgotten.
However, at the moment, Hua Wanyue wants to risk the disapproval of the flower city and re-elect the god of flowers, which makes them not shocked And at the same time they were shocked, they were also a little displeased.
After all, the city lord abandoned the flower god first, and now Hua Wan wants to establish the flower god again, which is unreasonable.
"City Lord, we all know that you are wholeheartedly thinking about Huacheng, but during the thousand years of abandoning the Flower God, my Huacheng was calm and calm, and there has never been a major incident."
"Yes, the rules cannot be broken, since the position of the god of flowers has been abolished, then it should not be re-elected."
"That is, unless the city lord gives us a convincing reason, we will never agree."
Everyone spoke one after another, and more than half of them were protesting against Hua Wanyu's decision.
Seeing this, Ling Xian became more and more convinced of his guess, and said with a light smile: "It seems that in addition to the symbolic meaning, the word Flower God also hides some secrets. ” As he spoke, he shifted his gaze to Hua Wanyo, curious to see what she would do in such a situation.
Contrary to his expectations, although Hua Wanyue seemed delicate, she was domineering and quite strong.
"I don't care what you think, whether it's against it or for it, I've chosen the god of flowers."
Hua Wanyu's face was cold, and the great majesty of the strong man in the Yuan Infant Stage suddenly descended, overwhelming the audience.
Her gaze slowly swept over the people below, and said, "That city lord has her reasons for abandoning the flower god, and I also have my reasons for re-electing the flower god."
You just need to know that I'm for the good of Huacheng. ” Hearing this, those residents of Huacheng frowned, and they still opened their mouths to dissuade them, unwilling to let Hua Wanyue re-elect the god of flowers.
This made Hua Wanyue frown, and said coldly: "In the end, you are the city lord, or am I the city lord?"
"Although it was the decision of the city lord to abandon the position of the god of flowers, don't forget, I am also the lord of the city, why can't I re-elect the god of flowers?"
Hua Wanyue was quite strong, and said in a cold voice: "I don't care whether you agree or dissatisfied, in short, I have chosen the god of flowers." ” Hearing this, those who opposed this proposal immediately fell silent, not supporting it, but not daring to continue.
They all knew very well that Hua Wanyue seemed to be soft, and she smiled gently at everyone.
But in fact, she is strong and domineering, and obeying her is naturally peaceful.
But if you don't comply, then the next thing is iron-blooded suppression.
Therefore, everyone fell silent and did not dare to say more.
Seeing this, Ling Xian glanced at Hua Wanyue deeply, and said in a low voice: "It only took a few words to suppress this rule-breaking thing.
It seems that this woman is not a simple person. ” After speaking, he smiled and shook his head, who can reach the realm of Yuan Ying will be a simple person "Good, very good."
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Seeing that everyone was silent, the coldness on Hua Wanyu's face gradually disappeared, and it was replaced by that gentle smile.
However, seeing her domineering side, Ling Xian would not be blinded by the gentleness she showed.
"Now I declare that the general election of the god of flowers has officially begun."
Hua Wanyu smiled gently, and the words she said made the eyes of the female monk below suddenly shine.
They don't care about the secret behind the god of flowers, but about the name of the god of flowers.
According to ancient records, the gods of flowers are very beautiful, so they want to take the name of the god of flowers and prove their beauty.
However, when they saw Yu Wu's sleeves on the high platform, those women suddenly felt as if they had been poured a basin of cold water, and their faces showed bitter smiles.
There's no way, the gap is too big, even if those women are combined, they are not as beautiful as her.
Everyone present also believed that if there was really a flower god, it would definitely be Yu Wusleeve.
She is so beautiful, like the Lingbo fairy descending to the earth, so beautiful that it is thrilling and miserable.
Looking at the women on the whole scene, I am afraid that only Hua Wanyue can not be overshadowed by her light.
And Hua Wanyue, as the lord of the city, is naturally impossible to be elected as the god of flowers.
In this way, there is no suspense about the position of the god of flowers.
Yu Wusleeve herself thought so, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, full of confidence.
This made the eyes of everyone present blazing, and even the six heroes of Yuezhou were also fascinated.
"There's no suspense."
Hua Wanyu smiled secretly and took out a colorful flower from the storage bag.
Then, she pinched the seal method with her hand, and suddenly, the flower shone brightly.
The light of the nine colors was dazzling, dreamlike, and blurry.
After that, Hua Wanyue's handprint changed, allowing this strange flower to choose and determine the candidate of the flower god.
Seeing this, everyone, including Ling Xian, only admired it, and had no sense of expectation.
Because of the whole scene, there is no more beautiful woman with Yu Wusleeves.
However, when that nine-colored light ignored Yu Wu's sleeves and enveloped Ling Xian, everyone fell into a stupor.
Even he himself was stunned, and the only thought was.
I do Lao Tzu is a pure man: