In other words, after thousands of years, if the Wancheng Kingdom is not destroyed and the people are gathered together, it will be possible to carry out the extremely vicious luck-stealing sacrifice.

The existence of this Wancheng Kingdom has always been a big threat to the Bianlan Realm.

However, in this city of flowers, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and there are a lot of laughter and laughter. It seems that there is no sadness at all, and it is more likely that they are not even aware that there is a borderland on the side.

People in the flower building are still discussing it heatedly.

The hero stopped talking about the royal family and instead asked what was going on in Baihua City.

"Yes!" said a wealthy gentleman wearing a big yellow flower on his head. "In half a month, there will be the annual Flower God Festival in the city. The most handsome man or woman in the city will be selected to dress up as the Flower God. Parade all over the city."

"The most handsome man or woman?" An Qingli, who looked like a foreigner, finally joined in the heated discussion, "How many handsome men or women are there?"

"Tsk tsk!" The wealthy gentry in the flower house smiled mysteriously in tacit agreement, and then said, "It's so beautiful that it makes people's hearts beat wildly. Even the rich and powerful families from several nearby counties have to come to participate in the sacrifice."

An Qingli shook his head and sighed: "I have traveled far and wide and have seen many beauties. I just heard you bragging about them and haven't seen them with my own eyes. So I don't dare not believe them."

"Oh, if you don't believe it, then you are ignorant." An old rich man handed out a scroll from his sleeve and said arrogantly, "Come on, let me open the eyes of you, a foreign ranger."

An Qingli stood up and took the scroll, shook it open, spread it flat on the table and took a look. Sure enough, he saw about ten beautiful people jumping out of the scroll.

There were also people gathered around to admire this exquisite scroll with An Qingli.

"Hey, why do you still have a bald head?" Someone said in surprise.

An Qingli had long discovered the monk in the painting, but the painting on the scroll was somewhat freehand and distorted, but it did look similar to Hui Neng.

"You don't know this." The rich man explained proudly, "Our Flower God Festival in Baihua City always only pays attention to the skin. As long as the skin is good, it doesn't matter whether you are a great traitor or a saint. Dressing up as the God of Flowers. The ten people in this painting are all the Gods of Flowers in the past ten years, but it’s amazing, they have great fortune.”

The hero also came over, stared at the bald man in the painting, frowned and said: "Although half of this man's face is covered with flowers, he looks very familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere."

An Qingli also thought about it, and then muttered in a low voice: "I seem to have seen it in the arrest portrait."

"Yes, I saw it in the arrest portrait!" The hero slammed the table, "That's a key criminal arrested by the royal family. How could he..."

"Don't panic!" Several local wealthy gentry interrupted calmly, "This man is a fake, not a real person."

An Qingli immediately asked: "Why did Lie say this?"

The old rich man laughed and said: "That bald monk is pretending to be a rich young man. In front of us, she opened her mouth and let us look at a bead under her tongue. Then she closed her mouth and He became like that bald monk. Not only did his appearance change, but his height and shape also changed. It was so tight."

An Qingli's mind changed. The beads in his mouth were Wanxiang beads?

It should be.

When Shangshan and the two of them crossed the tribulation realm, changed their appearance, ventured into Wancheng Kingdom and were arrested, the three high-level Wanxiang Pearls should also have been in the hands of the royal family.

Coupled with the previous conquests of the Xiao family and the black market in Bianlan Realm, it is not surprising that Wancheng State owns Wanxiang Pearl.

An Qingli looked at the group of wealthy people and asked curiously: "There are still such powerful treasures in the world, do you know who the rich young master is who changes his appearance?"

"How do we know?" Those wealthy people are modest, "Who can have such a powerful treasure, and there are wealthy servants following him, either surnamed Zhou, or surnamed Qi and surnamed Zhu. This is not something that rural people like us can inquire about.

matter."

In Wancheng country, as long as you have these three surnames, you will be superior to others no matter where you go.

"I wonder if that noble man will come to Baihua City again?" An Qingli pretended to sigh. It seemed that he wanted to get acquainted with him shamelessly.

"She should come again." The old rich man said proudly, "In the past two years, that noble man had a great time."

"Really?"

An Qingli smiled indifferently and handed back the scroll, planning to stay a little longer to see what the person who deliberately pretended to be Huineng was up to.

The day before the Flower God Festival in Baihua City, someone really came out of nowhere in the blink of an eye.

It turned out to be three Tribulation-Transcending Realms, protecting a small late-stage foundation building.

An Qingli temporarily stayed in an inn in the city, admiring the moon through the window. Little Lingxi and Bingfeng opened their eyes, sometimes looking at the sky, sometimes at the ground.

"Tsk, three people who are in the Tribulation Realm protect one." The little Pegasus sighed in the spirit beast bag, "Master, this style is even greater than yours."

An Qingli didn't care about the style, and only asked the other two little ones: "Who is that person?"

Xiao Lingxi replied: "She is about a hundred years old, she seems to be the fifth princess."

Little Huzi was confused: "If the fifth princess doesn't stay in the imperial city, why would she come to this remote country?"

The little Pegasus said: "The fifth princess seemed to be kind to Hui Neng and had some thoughts on Xiao Changqin. She also deliberately pretended to be Hui Neng and wandered around the flower city, letting the whole city praise Hui Neng. She should be very kind to Hui Neng.

There is some real emotion.”

Xiao Huzi said: "She just lost her consort, and she is just playing around like this. The happiness of the royal princess is really unimaginable to outsiders."

The little Pegasus shook her long hair and said: "The royal princess already has a high status and can be dignified and upright, so the fifth princess is already restrained."

Bingfeng said with great interest: "The fifth princess has already played Huineng, who will she play this time at the Flower God Festival, Shangshan or Xiao Changqin?"

Xiao Lingxi said: "But Xiao Changqin is dead."

An Qingli thought, Xiao Changqin was indeed dead, and he died several years ago. Jinshui City and Baihua City were not too far apart. So, would the Fifth Princess know about Xiao Changqin's death?

Or, might Xiao Changqin's death have something to do with the fifth princess?

After all, Xiao Changqin rejected the fifth princess's embroidered arrows and humiliated the fifth princess's face in public for a woman who was regarded as a pariah.

When Xiao Jintan learned what An Qingli was thinking, he couldn't help but pondered: "Qingli, do you suspect that the deaths of Ye Zhilan and Xiao Changqin have something to do with these five princesses?"

An Qingli thought for a moment and then said: "After all, the male and female protagonists in the original text died so easily and in such a painful way. They were also suppressed after death, saying that they would never be able to stand up again. People who have no hatred, what do you do?
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