Within the fifth floor of the Divine Tower, there is a suburb in the city. This is where the major forces in the mainland are stationed, and where the four major flower palaces are located.
Spring Garden, Summer Garden, Qiuzhuang, and Dongque each occupy four hills in four directions. The peach blossoms are blooming in the Spring Garden, the color of the pool in the Summer Garden is alluring, the maple leaves in the Autumn Village are all over the sky, and the snow lotuses in the Winter Palace are proud of the frost peak.
On the top of Dongque Mountain, there is a cold pool spring, which spits out cold mist, making the entire mountain peak cold, but it also has a unique scenery. The snow lotus is holy and cleanses the dust of the soul.
At the table next to the cold pool, the four great courtesans gathered together at this moment. They were all beautiful and charming, taking away all the brilliance in the world.
"The Centenary Hundred Flowers Fair is coming soon, and the venue this time is my Winter Palace. What do the three sisters think of the candidates to be invited?"
The speaker was a woman dressed in snow-white brocade. She had willow eyebrows and a melon-seed face, but her autumn eyes exuded coldness and arrogance. She was the Snow Fairy among the four great oirans.
"My little sister feels that young talents from all over the world should be invited equally, preferably talented ones, to enjoy the flowers and compose poems to add to the fun."
If Xue Chen were here, he would definitely find that this beautiful woman in a light green dress is the 'Fourth Miss', and the other two are Hongye and Meiyan. There is no doubt that the 'Fourth Miss' is the youngest among the four girls.
Yu Jiao.
"Haha! It's not just about talent, it also depends on strength. In the last term, there were many people who were jealous of us and fought fiercely. If the strength is too weak, it won't be fun." Mei Yan smiled coquettishly.
Distributing, the water snake twists its waist.
"It's not you, second sister, who instigated it," Hong Ye glanced at him and said, "Most of our Baihua Palace disciples will get married, and the previous Shiji Huakui is also a possibility. This is a good time to choose a Taoist partner, so be careful.
I don’t want to end up marrying an impulsive idiot.”
But the lively and charming face said teasingly: "Second sister, aren't you getting close to that little gambler who hangs around all day? I heard that they are holding hands, and it will be the wedding night after that, right?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Hongye's face suddenly turned red and he spat: "You have been flirting with Mr. Kong a lot lately, and you haven't looked at anyone else."
"What's the matter? I do. Mr. Kong is fun-loving, elegant and talented." Meiyan boldly admitted, "If I really have to choose, he is the best candidate for my husband."
But Yu Jiao frowned and said, "Third sister, romantic people are half-hearted, so it's better not to choose him."
"Little sister, you don't understand. Real romance is better than fake ones. Do you think some of the people who come to our flower palace have no purpose? They don't want to pick our four flowers to satisfy their face." Mei.
Yan vigorously promoted his theory and was the most outgoing among the four.
Yu Jiao was not convinced, lowered his head and whispered softly: "I think Xue Chen among the four young masters of Tianyu is pretty good. From the time he listened to my singing, I can see that he is a person who is firm in himself and has never been disrespectful to me.
Too much thought."
"Hey, is my little sister having sex?..." Meiyan continued to tease.
But he was interrupted by Aoxue: "There is no need to argue about this. Each of us recommends some people. It doesn't matter whether they come or not."
The other three women nodded one after another, then took out the jade slips to mark the young talents they recognized. At the same time, they also wanted to take care of the face of the major forces and also invited some others.
…
At the Barter League headquarters, Fugui handed over a piece of jade paper: "Master Xue, your letter."
Xue Chen nodded and took it, then unlocked the restriction and read the content inside - the Baihua Palace Baihua Festival will be held on the first day of next month. I hope Mr. Xue Chen will come to enjoy the flowers and play at the Snow Lotus Peak Winter Palace.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a message came from his Tianyu Order. Before he even looked at it, he guessed that it was from Ling Xiaotong, and it must be for this Hundred Flowers Meeting.
"Xue Chen, have you received the invitation letter from the Hundred Flowers Club? This is an opportunity for our Fourth Young Master Tianyu to become famous, haha! We can make another fortune, and my red leaves are also there. I will take the opportunity to win them this time, quack!
"The projection of Ling Xiaotong appeared in front of Xue Chen, assuming a standard posture with hands on hips, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly.
Because it was just the teleportation of the spirit boy and no dialogue could be conducted, Xue Chen just rolled his eyes and looked down upon him, and then sent a brief message to him - see you on the first day of the next month.
November is the cold season, and even the Tianyu Divine Tower does not interfere with the rotation of the four seasons, because some people practice ice and snow-based skills and magical powers, and can understand the way of midwinter more naturally in winter.
The sky was full of flying snow, as white as feathers, falling quietly, containing a hint of cold power. When it fell to the ground, it quickly disappeared and was absorbed by the restrictions on the stone slabs of the earth. Therefore, the streets were still clean and not covered with white snow.
The scenery covered in silver can only be found in the suburbs, especially the already cold Snow Lotus Peak. The formation of the mountain peak does not block the wind and snow in the air, allowing it to fall, dressed up as a snow peak, standing proudly in the sky and the earth.
Snow plums and snow lotuses are in full bloom everywhere, as well as various exotic flowers that decorate the White Mountains, making them extremely charming.
Early in the morning, people came from all directions, some were tall or mighty, and they all appeared in costumes. In the Tao Palace, which was all the same, there was only one person in the immortal state - Xue Chen.
At this moment, the four young masters of Tianyu are marching together, Ling Xiaotong is wild and uninhibited, Feiyuntian is cold and cool, Xue Chen is calm and indifferent, and Kong Junxing is unrestrained and romantic. Each of the four is different and has its own characteristics.
The four of them had unlimited glory, and their invisible prestige made some of the people walking slowly up the mountain in front of them automatically move out of the way. Some of them were the men who lost to the Third Master in the last gambling fight. Although their momentum was weaker, they were still different.
The top disciples from all sides of the sect are qualified to come here.
After a while, nearly a hundred young heroes gathered at the top of the mountain. There were snow lilies all over the ground and the sky was full of snow plums. It was a stunning picture. People gathered in groups and talked together. Occasionally, some people admired the flowers and wrote poems, showing their extraordinary literary talent.
Ling Xiaotong looked at it and said to Kong Junxing: "Brother Kong, you can also sing a song to compare them all."
Kong Junxing had no choice but to write a poem to the snowy plum in front of him to satisfy Ling Xiaotong:
The Chilong Silver Tree is full of branches,
The winter light blows through and sprouts stand;
Hanquan called the Frost Lady last night;
The snowy plum blossoms bloomed proudly overnight.
"Good poem, good poem!" a thin young man next to him shouted and came over, folded his fan, bowed his hands to Kong Junxing and said as a scholar, "I'm Zou Chenghuan of Xiaoyao Pavilion. I wonder what your surname is?"
But before Kong Junxing could reply, Ling Xiaotong directly waved his hand and said: "Let's go, let's go! Don't disturb us from admiring flowers and writing poems. Brother Kong alone is enough to overwhelm you mediocre people. Let's go!"
"You bastard!" Zou Chenghuan yelled, trembling with anger.
The spirit boy glared and cursed: "What's wrong with the rough guy? You can compete with me on who's stronger, but you look so weak that I'm too lazy to do anything, so get out!"
Locked in by the powerful coercion of Ling Xiaotong, Zou Chenghuan's face turned red, and finally he had no choice but to leave angrily, but before leaving, he wrote down the four people angrily.
"Young Master Ling, Xiaoyao Pavilion, Baihua Palace, and Evil Island are all first-rate forces. If you do this, you will offend many people!" Xue Chen persuaded in a low voice.
"Hehe! Don't worry! This person is just a member of the Earth-level Dao Palace, not a core disciple of Xiaoyao Pavilion. It doesn't matter as long as he doesn't kill him." Ling Xiaotong said nonchalantly.
At a certain moment, everyone turned around almost at the same time, and they all found fairies walking down a secluded path. They were all slender in stature, but had different temperaments. Some were as gentle as water, some were passionate and unrestrained, some were elegant and tranquil, but their cultivation levels were different.
A little bit different, there are both Dao Palace and Immortal, both are disciples of Baihua Palace.
The four oirans came next, the beautiful Yu Jiao, the alluring face of Fang Fei, the bright and dignified red leaves, and the cold and arrogant Aoxue. Their unique and different temperaments overshadowed the brilliance of the fairies who came just now.
Attracted the attention of all guests.
"Everyone." Aoxue's cold voice sounded: "Today is the Centenary Flower Festival. Everyone enjoys the flowers and communicates. I hope you have a good time."
"My lords, please have a taste of Baihua Brewing." The other fairies then picked up the plates and walked around among the crowd. Others were not polite and picked up the wine glasses on the plates to taste the wine carefully.
"What a hundred-flower brew! The fragrance of flowers comes into my mouth, which makes me happy." One person immediately shouted in praise.
"Tch! I can only speak a few words!" Ling Xiaotong lowered his head and muttered, making the other three shake their heads. I wonder if you have the ability, you can do it?
Ling Xiaotong also knew that he was not good at literary talent, so he didn't want to go out and embarrass himself. He drank Baihua Brew and smacked his lips: "It tastes good."
He even directly took off the wine bottle from the plate and poured wine for the four people in his party. He said to Fei Yuntian slyly: "Young Master Xue doesn't think about it. I have red leaves and Brother Kong has a beautiful face. You
I haven't decided yet, I think Aoxue is suitable for you, it's quite cold."
Fei Yuntian listened and squinted, Mei Yan was surrounded by a group of people, Yu Jiao was playing the piano quietly there, the red leaves were swirling like jade in the water, only Aoxue was ignored, or no one dared to go over, that cold feeling
It makes people feel cowardly.
Fei Yuntian looked at her carefully for a long time before saying, "I like it. I can be Mrs. Yazhai."
Xue Chen took a sip of wine and looked at Fei Yuntian strangely, but when he saw that his face was still and he was not at all uncomfortable with what he said, he could only smile and shake his head.
"Haha! That's good!" Ling Xiaotong laughed, he really liked Fei Yuntian. The two had similar hobbies, otherwise they wouldn't have become brothers.
Kong Junxing and Xue Chen also had strange expressions on their faces, feeling that the tastes of these two original young masters from Tianyu were too strong.
brush!
A ray of cold light suddenly shot out, Fei Yuntian turned around, and happened to meet Aoxue's eyes. The three people next to him also saw Aoxue's cold murderous intent. But Feiyuntian blocked them all, and remained cold and looked directly at Aoxue.
, and secretly got closer to Aoxue.
After looking at each other for a long time, Aoxue turned her head away with a look of contempt, not bothering to pay attention to the four of them.
"Let's go and subdue her." Ling Xiaotong pushed Fei Yuntian fiercely, cheering and roaring from behind.
Fei Yuntian didn't flinch, he stepped forward calmly, walked up to Aoxue, and said coldly and domineeringly: "You will be my Mrs. Yazhai from now on."
Well!
The whole place fell silent, and even the music of the piano stopped.
After all, the previous sentence was said so quietly that people didn't care when they heard it, thinking that Fourth Young Master Tianyu was delusional. But now he announced it directly in front of everyone, and it was true.
