Chapter eight hundred and seventieth birthday banquet
Chapter 870 Birthday Banquet
However, after enduring thousands of years of solitude and loneliness here, enjoying the hardships, my character has changed a lot from before, becoming a little more frivolous.
"Who are you..." Hearing that the old man said that he had been searching for him for thousands of years, the white-haired pear blossom couldn't help but trembled, and his eyes flashed.
This old man must be someone he once knew, but the changes have made him too old to recognize his youthful appearance.
"Haha, I am your senior brother, Feng Chen!" The old man laughed loudly, flew forward, straightened his chest, and looked at the beautiful young woman in front of him with eyes full of expectation and excitement.
After so many years, it is impossible for time to leave no trace on them. He has become a bad old man now, and Lihua is much more mature than before, but more charming, which makes him feel sad.
"Feng Chen, Senior Brother Feng Chen..." When the white-haired Lihua heard this, she felt as if she was struck by lightning. She looked at the old man. Although the other man's face was full of wrinkles, under careful observation at this moment, it was still possible to vaguely detect the old man's face when he was young.
silhouette and heroic spirit.
She and Feng Chen had a close relationship at the beginning, how could they not be familiar with each other? So soon, he was sure.
The two of them couldn't help but hold their hands together, and there were thousands of words to say that were hard to say at the moment.
"Lihua, has your sister harmed you all these years?" Feng Chen seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned cold.
Lihua nodded and briefly explained the whole story. She glanced at Wu Qingcheng and Wang Teng again and said, "If these two juniors hadn't accidentally broken into the cave and rescued me, I'd probably still be there in the dark.
It’s sealed under the divine veins.”
"Damn it, I have searched everywhere, but I have never entered that cave. It was my negligence!" Feng Chen scratched his hair and blamed himself for a moment, then looked at Wang Teng, with a trace of embarrassment on his face.
, this boy actually saved his most beloved woman. In this case, it would be really hard for him to settle the score with this boy. He could only smile at Wang Teng.
"Let's go, let's go catch Sakura to settle the score today. How can this be unreasonable!" Finally, Feng Chen's face turned ferocious, exuding extremely cold murderous intent, he pulled the white-haired pear blossom and flew towards the mountain in front of him with great momentum.
Wang Teng and Wu Qingcheng looked at each other and followed. At the same time, Wang Teng couldn't help but sigh. He knew that today's Huajian Holy Sect would definitely "change"...
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The peak where Our Lady of Pear Blossom holds her birthday is called "Holy Maiden" Peak. This peak is very strange. From a distance, it looks like a young woman, standing under the sky, ten thousand feet high, very vivid.
It is completely formed naturally. After the Huajian Holy Cult established its religion here, it gained such a reputation in order to express respect for this mountain.
This giant peak is a bit higher than ordinary peaks. The woman in the background stands out from the crowd, commanding the wind and clouds, showing her unique position.
At the top of the mountain, in the huge square, at this moment, the heads are buzzing, singing and dancing are taking place, many beautiful and temperamental women from the Huajian Holy Cult are dancing, and there is a band beating the bells. The heroes are here,
Pushing the cup and changing the cup, everything is peaceful.
In the square, a thin layer of clouds and mist spread under everyone's feet. At first glance, it looked like a gathering of gods.
"Holy Mother, I wonder where the Flower Emperor Saint is right now and why she doesn't show up on such an important occasion." Suddenly a hero said loudly with a smile.
"Yes, yes, I heard that the Holy Maiden of the Flower Emperor has ice muscles and jade bones. She is as beautiful as an immortal, and her dancing skills are famous all over the world. I wonder if we are lucky enough to be able to witness it with our own eyes." The other heroes seemed to have drunk too much, and they behaved one by one.
He said it slightly frivolously, which was very different from their usual calm and self-defeating appearance.
Everyone knows that the saints of the Huajian Holy Sect are stunning beauties in every generation, and they can bring disaster to the country and the people on land.
Although the current Saintess and Flower Queen is not as famous as Dancing in the City, she is still enough to be called a beauty that has been rare for hundreds of years.
Under such circumstances, if the King of Flowers could perform a dance, it would be the icing on the cake and make the trip more worthwhile.
"Haha, I'm sorry. The Flower Emperor has been out recently for something and hasn't come back yet. I'm afraid I'm going to spoil your mood." Our Lady of Ewha sits at the highest point of the square, with a graceful figure, plump and moving, and a special look in every frown and smile.
Charming and melodious voice.
While speaking, although she looked calm and calm on the outside, in fact, she couldn't help but turn her head and glance around her.
Not far from her sat a middle-aged man, extremely handsome and dressed in white. He was Hua Wuming, the leader of the contemporary Huajian Holy Cult.
"Haven't you found the Flower King yet?" Our Lady of Ewha secretly sent a message.
Ever since the last time in the Withered Flower City, the Flower King was sent out by the cult to entertain the heroes of the world, he suddenly disappeared, which puzzled her.
"No." Hua Wuming smiled bitterly and shook his head. To be honest, this also made him very confused. How could the dignified saint of Huajian Holy Sect disappear silently?
Recently, he sent more manpower to search in Withered Flower City, but there was no news at all.
In fact, of course they didn't know that it was Wang Teng who did it. At that time, when Wang Teng held Hua Huang hostage on the street, only Qilin Tuoba discovered it.
Not long after, Wang Teng subdued Tuoba and used him as his mount. Tuoba had no chance to tell the world about it, so no one knew about it.
Hearing everyone mention the Flower King, one of them was sitting in the corner of the square. Zhenghe couldn't help but feel a little nervous and looked at the dirty woman next to him.
Now the Flower Queen also wanted to cry out for help, but unfortunately, she was tapped on her mute point, but she couldn't even utter a word and could only make a low voice.
"Oh, Donor Wang Teng, you really left a mess to this poor monk." Zhenghe couldn't help but murmured to himself with a wry smile.
At the moment, Wang Teng is probably in danger, but the Flower King is by his side. This is too sensitive. If he is discovered, not only him, but the entire Buddhist sect may be stained.
He decided to pay attention and leave quickly, find a place where no one is around, and let this woman go, so as not to have a long night and dream.
At present, Wang Teng has not appeared. It seems that something unexpected has happened. The Flower King has no value. He, a monk, cannot kill such a woman for no reason. The only way is to find someone.
Put it away secretly in a place where no one is around.
Thinking of the next thing, he stood up, ignored Hua Huang's resistance, and pulled him to leave.
"Wait a minute!" However, at this moment, a majestic voice suddenly came from behind him.
