Chapter 123: The so-called difficult problem

The saint looked at the backs of the three of them and saw Zui Meng and Xiao Yao talking and laughing, and the friendly and gentle faces disappeared all at once.

"Narcissus, have you discovered something?" The cold voice had no emotion. This was not like the warm and friendly woman just now.

Why? She has been with the Holy Lord for twenty years, and the Holy Lord hasn't looked at her directly. How long has this woman appeared before she can get along with the Holy Lord like this?

That cold and cold person who said one more word to anyone would think it was a gift to the Holy Lord, who would have so many words.

That man who seemed like a banished immortal, like a god! And this woman.

The woman who had just been hiding in the dark to observe Xiao Yao and the others walked out and knelt in front of her: "Saint, I saw that the Holy Lord and the foreign woman were very close. The Holy Lord also shaved her nose and looked very doting."

At that time, she thought she had read it wrong! This was definitely not what the Holy Lord would have, and it was strange that this happened.

Mo Xianxian grabbed the vase and smashed it on the maid's head.

The vase was broken into pieces, and blood flowed out of the maid's head, and the blood flowed down the outline of her face, looking very scary.

Mo Xianxian felt angry, and things fell down and then they were the same. Her eyes seemed to be red, as if she had become possessed by a demon.

It took her a long time to calm down and restore the goddess's posture: "I can't go and clean your dirty appearance. If the Holy Lord saw that this room was defiled, how could he still be willing to step here!"

Glazed bricks are clean and pure! They cannot be dyed with bright red colors.

"Yes, I will go down now." The maid dared not say anything else.

She was the only one left in the room, and the faint fragrance of daffodils floated around her. She loved this smell very much.

Mo Xianxian was born in the season when daffodils bloomed. That year, she met him.

He said: "From today, you will be the woman in the highest position in this divine realm, just..."

What is that?

She would never let that thing happen! Absolutely.

The teacup was crushed, and the palm of her hand was cut by the broken teacup. The bright red blood flowed out, and the bright red color made her panic suddenly.

"No! No... I can't let the Holy Lord see it." She panicked and found gauze to wrap her hands around and stopped the blood on her hands.

When the blood stopped, she suddenly became quiet: "A person who is as holy as the Snow Lotus of the Tianshan Mountain must not have dirt, it must not be."

At the foot of Mount Gala.

Xiao Yao supported his knees with both hands and cat, and sweat dripped from his forehead into the soil.

"Are we going to Flame Mountain? The temperature here is so hot that it is a bit perverted." Xiao Yao exhaled heavily.

Chu took her hand: "Who told you not to practice your internal energy well? Look at us, are we hot? After practicing internal energy, you can withstand the severe cold and hot summer."

Xiao Yao was so angry that he heard it: "Oh, can't I get it? I must practice my kung fu well when I look back."

Zui Meng grabbed Xiao Yao's wrist: "Yaoer, let's climb up the mountain. You can't stay here for too long. The weather is too hot. If you stay for too long, you will definitely get heatstroke."

"It's true, there's no day that makes people feel at ease." Chu walked up the mountain with Xiao Yao's hand.

Two cold breaths began to spread from her wrists, reaching her internal organs, and she suddenly stopped feeling hot.

Xiao Yao looked at them gratefully: "Some people speak badly, but they are really mean and have a bad heart."

Chu didn't care: "The things you have to face next can be solved by IQ. If you don't have martial arts skills, I hope you can have a little talent in this regard!"

Xiao Yao turned his head and said, "As a sure enemy is a mortal enemy, and he never forgot to harm others at any time.

"Wow, these words here are so beautiful, really beautiful." Xiao Yao looked at the orchids in front of him, and mistakenly thought that he had arrived in a fairyland. The flowers were so beautiful, like dancing butterflies, with a sea of ​​flowers churning for ten miles, making people feel that they are not like being in the world.

Xiao Yao saw these flowers beautiful and was about to reach out to pick them when an old man's voice suddenly rang out.

"Where did the little girl without tutors come from? Can you touch my flowers?"

The sudden old man had silver-gray hair and was wearing a blue robe. He looked like a childish face, like a fairy.

Xiao Yao quietly moved behind Chu: "This old man looks so fierce."

Very good. Women will still stay behind men when they are in danger.

Old Man Lan obviously felt strange when he saw Zui Meng, but looking at the eyes of the three of them, he roughly understood what was going on.

"I heard from the Holy Lord that you are coming here to get the red mandala?" asked the old man Lan.

Xiao Yao stood up from behind Chu: "Yes!"

"Okay! Since you are going to go up to the top of the mountain to get the red mandala, let's answer my question first."

Xiao Yao put his waist on his back: "Tell me! Old Man Lan, if you have any questions, just let the horse come over."

Old Man Lan is really a good name.

"Have you seen the Phalaenopsis in front of you? These ten miles of Phalaenopsis have used up all my hard work in my life for thirty years. Now you go and count how many flowers there are here!"

Xiao Yao's momentum just now suddenly became sympathetic. There are so many flowers in this ten-mile sea of ​​flowers, I am afraid that it will be counted in a few years.

"How is it? Count it quickly." Old Man Lan was confident that no one could answer his question.

Xiao Yao looked at the sea of ​​flowers that were ten miles away, and all the excitement just now was replaced by distress: "It's hard to count so many flowers! It would be great if there wasn't a single one."

Suddenly, his head flashed and he walked to Chu: "Chu, let the flames in your hand come out."

Chu looked at her: "Now is not the time to play."

"If you show it, you show it."

Zui Meng was thinking secretly, and seeing Xiao Yao's actions seemed to be a little surprised.

"Little girl, if you don't count the words, what are you looking at?"

Xiao Yao smiled mischievously: "I don't have to count at all to know how many flowers there are here?"

"Oh. Then tell me how many flowers are here?" Old Man Lan's eyes widened, and he didn't believe that this girl guessed it all at once, because there was no answer to this question.

Xiao Yao's eyes were rolling, extremely lively: "There is no flower here at all!"

As soon as this said, Old Man Lan was furious in an instant: "Little girl, aren't you talking lies with your eyes open?"

Xiao Yao waved his hand: "As long as the flame in Chu's hand is released and some internal energy is added, it will definitely turn this place into a sea of ​​fire in an instant. As long as all these flowers are burned, will there be no one?"

In seconds! It's really wonderful.

Chu showed admiring eyes.
Chapter completed!