Hearing this, Ling Yuan's face suddenly fell. He looked at Lan Nuanyin and said, "Miss Hua Nu, your heart must be much kinder than your teacher!"
Lan Nuoyin shook her head helplessly.
"You brat, who are you mocking? Are you looking for a beating?" Hua Rao raised his fist. This was not just for show, a white vortex rushed towards Ling Yuan...
"Wow wow wow~ Sister Hua Rao, are you really here... Jin, save me... you know I can't use my powers..."
Jin shook his head, even if you can, you can't fight against the Flower God. An elegant gardenia slowly appeared in his eyes, and the white energy formed a shield in front, blocking the Flower God's attack.
Jin smiled slightly, "It seems that I still have a long way to go before I can reach the realm of the Flower God!"
Lan Nuoyin was ashamed. She believed that Jin's ability was more than one level higher than hers. Even Jin was still a long way away. So wouldn't she be as far away from the flower god realm as she was in the sky?
"Why do you want to reach the realm of the Flower God? I went to the God Realm a few days ago and the old guy from the God is very interested in you. If you are willing, the God's seat is waiting for you~~" Hua Rao
Blinking her eyes, she realized that the god was many generations older than her, and he did not stay on his own planet like her.
"Sister Hua Rao, you're here again." Jin looked helpless. She was determined to push him to heaven, right?
"You kid, can't you understand your sister Hua Rao's hard work?!" Hua Rao looked dissatisfied. But what she said was the truth, and she didn't encourage the Lord God to find a successor...
Lan Nuoyin raised her eyes slightly and felt the affinity of the Flower God. Almost all of the golden generation in the flower world were as close to her as good friends. And that day at the Flower Temple, Hua Rao's sacred and inviolable image was in her eyes.
My heart has become lighter and lighter.
Hua Rao was chatting with Jin when suddenly a figure jumped behind Lan Nuoyin.
"Can I call you Xiaonu? Come on, brother will take you to some fun places." Ling Yuan said with a mysterious face.
Lan Nuoyin burst out laughing. He regarded her as a three-year-old child? Why did she feel like child trafficking?
Before Lan Nuyin could answer, a violent thunderbolt hit Ling Yuan on the head. "You brat, are you turning a deaf ear to my words?"
Ling Yuan looked aggrieved ~ "Sister Hua Rao, you can't make decisions on behalf of Xiao Nu!"
"Xiao Nu? You are really familiar with it." A sneer came from behind. Lan Nu turned around and saw a girl walking slowly, with a bit of disdain on her face.
"Her name is Bing Zhining, one of the geniuses of the golden generation, and the flower spirit is Mandala." Hua Rao said lightly.
Lan Nuoyin looked her up and down. Looking at her pure blue hair and blue eyes, he really couldn't tell that her flower spirit was actually a magical mandala.
"Do you think her flower spirit is particularly unsuitable for her?" Hua Rao sent a message to Lan Nuyin with her heart.
Lan Nu nodded inaudibly.
"The iris inherited from her family was originally a blue iris. Before she was seven years old, the flower spirit was indeed a blue iris. But when she was seven years old, she had an adventure, and the flower spirit turned into a mandala."
There was a slight surprise in his eyes. It turns out that the flower spirit can also be changed?
Hua Rao's chuckle came from her mind. "Can't you just change the countless flower spirits at will? Most people really can't change them. So, I think the person she met when she was seven years old should also be a god."
Lan Nuyin nodded silently.
"Bing Zhining?" Ling Yuan frowned. "I've always been familiar with it, don't you know?"