Respect

"Any? When?"

"Some years."

Qingxi didn't ask again. She knew that her master often went out and helped a lot, and there were people who thanked him personally every year.

"My master will rush back to host the flower show in two days, and you will be able to meet her by then."

"Now will the petals be sprinkled after the five-colored flower meeting?"

"meeting."

Qingxi nodded and said, "Our Wuse Mountain sprinkles five-coloured petals every year. It used to be, it is now, and it won't change in the future."

"Now is your master spilling five-color petals?"

Just when Gu Qingfeng asked whether the colored flowers would drop petals, Qingxi had some doubts, but everyone in the Northwest knows that the colored leaves are falling every year. This person is very young, at least in his early twenties, how to talk It's like retreat for years.

"Oh?"

Gu Qingfeng was surprised, and said, "Is it ... good?"

There are many rooms for people to rest in the garden under the mountain of Wuse, but there are usually no people, but it is close to the five-colored flowers. It is really lively here. The ancient breeze looks at it. At least hundreds of people have gathered there. Laughing and talking.

When these people saw Qingxi coming, a swarm of bees swarmed over.

"Wang Tao, a disciple in Yuanmen, has met Miss Qingxi."

"Ms. Qingxi, don't come here and meet again. Last time I saw you, I missed you!"

"A year ago at the Five-Colored Flower Party, Ms. Qingxi, who was lucky enough to listen to it, played a song Wang Jiangyue, which really made Xiao Wu admire the five bodies!

"Miss Qingxi, I heard that you have a special love for the king's tunes. I am not talented. I would like to offer a king's famous song Feng Qihuang to Miss Qingxi at the flower party. "

Dude, in a blink of an eye, the hundredth person surrounded the third floor and the third floor of Qingxili with a water leak.

Seeing this, Gu Qingfeng quickly pulled away and only saw so many people. He thought they were to pick up the five-colored petals. Now it seems that these gangs of rabbits are for beautiful women, which makes him unbearable. Some are sorrowful, sorrowful of the resurgence of all things in this ancient age, and also that this is a good age.

There are many rooms in the garden, but more people.

Almost every room was either full or occupied, and Gu Qingfeng randomly found a room to live with the other two.

After chatting, I learned that these two were all disciples of Yaoyue Palace.

The cultivation of the two is very common. Like him, they are both Jin Danxiu. A fat man who claims to be called Li Dafei, and an old man whose name is unknown, Li Dafei calls him Liu Liutou. .

"Hey, haven't asked your name yet, what's your name?"

Li Fatty asked with a grinning curiosity.

"Me? My name is Gu, my name is Qingfeng!"

"Gu Qingfeng?" Li Dafeng scratched his head, and said, "How does this name sound so familiar, wait a minute ... Isn't Gu Qingfeng the name of Chi Yan?"

Li Dafei stared, looked at Gu Qingfeng in astonishment, and asked, "Should you ... shouldn't it be Gu Qingfeng, the prince of Chiyan, the prince of Miss Yueyue Gongzhang Chu Handong?"

Upon hearing this, the old man Liu was startled and looked nervously, and said, "Is that the legendary Chiyan boy who died and resurrected?"

Gu Qingfeng drank alcohol and laughed without saying a word.

"Impossible! Why did Chi Yan come to this kind of place, and even if she did, she would come with Miss Chu Dong, the prince of the demon moon palace. What a noble master that Chi Yan is, how could he return? He and his wife squeezed a room. "Li Dafei asked with a smile:" Brother, am I playing with you? Or the same name? "

Gu Qingfeng was too lazy to explain, and said, "Well, it's the same name and the same name."

"I knew it was true!" Li Dafei cursed, "I was almost scared to death by you just now."

"What are you afraid of!"

"What's so scary? Obediently! Brother, a few days ago, that Chiyan son kicked his sister-in-law Biyue Palace's disciple Bi Lan a half-dead. You haven't heard of it! The fake Chiyan son is definitely not terrible, It was really terrible. The son of Chi Yan was very tight in the Quartet three years ago. I heard that he has all the absolute power to destroy. It is as easy to kill Daozun as slaughtering pigs, even those who are reincarnation. They can scare away everywhere. "

Li Dafei squinted his throat, glanced around, and whispered: "I heard that the Chiyan son angered him, the situation changed its color, the nature trembled it, the world broke down, and the killer was even six relatives. , Even ... even fight yourself ... you say terrible is not terrible ... "

"What a **** 'mess ..."

Gu Qingfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and did not want to talk about this topic again, and asked, "Are you here to participate in the Five-Colored Flower Party?"

"Nonsense, otherwise what do you come here for?" Li Dafei took out a burned delicious food from the storage bag and shoved it hard, saying, "Brother, we have a destiny. When the time comes to compete for the five-colored petals Let ’s take care of each other. "

"Are many people grabbing five-color petals now?".

"There aren't many places to stand. You can see that there are only a few hundred people now. That's because the five-colored flowers haven't bloomed yet. After a few days, the five-colored flowers will pass. It's absolutely crowded, and the monks are too meaty. It's not easy to grab! "

This is a bit of a surprise to the ancient breeze. In the ancient times, everyone scrambled for the five-colored petals. It was because of lack of resources and loose aura. In the ancient times, the aura is so abundant and the resources are very abundant. It is logically unnecessary to have a five-colored flower. The petals grabbed the head and bleed.

"Brother, at first glance you seem to be here for the first time. Although the ancient times are full of aura and rich in resources, the five-colored petals that contain the five auras are only available in the five-colored mountain ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It is opened once a year again. Rare is expensive. With the market demand, more and more people are competing for the five-colored petals. The five-colored petals are rising and rising, and they are going up one price a year! "

"So it is."

The ancient Qingfeng had forgotten that the five-colored petals were the finest materials for refining elixir, and only Wushan is available. The price may only rise and not fall.

"Don't listen to him talking, this fat man is not here just to fight for the five-colored petals." The old man Liu looked quite serious. He sat cross-legged on the bed and said: "This fat man is more to appreciate the young Here comes the girl. "

"What does it mean to admire the little girl, old man Liu, I participated in the Five-Color Flower Fair, but I came here to exchange piano, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy!"

"I'm so **** damn good! What do you know about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? In order to attract the attention of Miss Qingxi in the past few years, I also bought a guqin and threatened to learn the rhythm. The song didn't learn, and his mother almost cut off her finger with the strings ... "

(To be continued.)