Chapter 670

The storm ball is condensed by the palm meridians, so once the artery is pinched, the transmission of true Qi will be cut off!

This is what the hundred flower fairy said to cut his key.

Huaxuiyu is worthy of being the Tianjiao disciple of baihuazong. He is not only beautiful in appearance, but also powerful in cultivation.

Even. The wisdom of fighting is far beyond ordinary people!

This war was no less wonderful than the three Western sects. After the end of the battle and a brief silence, the war was still.

The square of ten thousand people suddenly burst into a burst of applause!

The fiery discussion goes straight to the sky, and countless people pay the most reverent eyes to the flower seeking rain!

"It's too strong. It's impossible to imagine that the last move is to separate the body from the shadow."

"Yes, younger martial sister Hua will be famous in four regions if she has this battle!"

"And she's beautiful and kind-hearted. Oh, my God, it's perfect!"

Under the challenge arena, the wind Changqing tightly covers his chest and abdomen, and his face is extremely pale.

That thick color of resentment is becoming more and more intense, I wish to rush to fight with this woman again!

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world. If you lose, you can't help saying!

Feng Changqing got up and said in a cold voice, "younger martial sister Hua, this battle is my fengchangqing plant. But one year later, the four regions Tianjiao grand gathering will be held. I hope you and we will have a chance to fight again, and then I will clean up all the disgraces of today."

"Good!"

Looking for rain in flower temperament is not inferior to the man, looking up at the snow-white neck, a trace of stubborn beauty eyes.

"Younger martial sister is waiting for you to come and ask for advice again!"

"Hum!"

Cold hum a, wind Changqing turns to leave, want to find a seam to drill in!

The battle was a sure bet, but the blame was that she was too careless...

Hua Xuyu relaxed and looked at her master, the hundred flower fairy, with a sweet smile on her beautiful face.

"Well done. I didn't train you for nothing."

Flowers fairy light smile.

Flower search rain jump down, but did not go back to the camp of hundred flowers, straight to the opposite direction!

The crowd gradually separated and made way for the woman they admired.

Hua xuiyu keeps moving her steps, and her beautiful eyes stop in front of Xu tassels...

She tightly purses her lips and stares at each other with clear eyes.

"You just read a beautiful poem. What is it? Read it to me again!"

All eyes were dull.

Does Hua Xun Yu take the initiative to chat up with men?

Even the hundred flower fairy was stunned and looked at his apprentice in dismay.

"Read it again, so I can write it down!"

Flowers looking for rain still stare at Xu tassel.

At the moment, Xu tassel is also muddled, do not know what this woman means, but since the other side has to ask for their own, it is not easy to refute.

Light said: "only peony really national color, flower season move full of Beijing."

The flower seeks the rain to reveal ponder, repeated to say once, immediately smile: "is this you write?"

"I think so."

Xu Liusu smiles.

It is not accurate to say that it was written by him.

This is the world of Xu Liusu, a famous sentence of ancient Liu Yuxi, and also two words of appreciating peony.

Xu Liusu laughed again: "how, look for rain elder martial sister like these words about peony?"

Looking for rain, the flower looked up at each other and nodded slightly.

"That's good. Listen to this sentence: Luoyang people are used to seeing exotic flowers, but peach and plum blossoms are not flowers. "It must be the Peony Blossom, and the city is just beginning to be full of joy."

Xu Liusu recited this sentence with both hands, which is Shao Yong's Luoyang spring chant.

However, the artistic conception of Liu Yuxi and Shao Yong's poems are different. One is the magnificent picture that praises the beauty of peony and shakes the world.

The other has a special feeling of cherishing peony only.

Perhaps what tassels don't know is that they are the two aesthetic words of the former dynasty.

But let the whole hundred flower sect's disciples, including the flower looking for rain in front of him, fell into meditation.

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