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It was a coincidence that Zhang Shaochen came. He just walked out of the crowd, and after a while, Shangguan Milan stood up.
I saw her lightly waving her flower-picking finger, and in an instant, countless flowers fell from the sky, fluttering and falling among the crowd.
This scene is beautiful and dreamy.
The originally noisy people stopped their noise when they saw such a spectacle.
All of them looked up to the sky, stretched out their hands, and went to pick up the flowers with pious expressions.
At the beginning, Zhang Shaochen thought it was just an illusion.
Who knew that when he stretched out his hand and casually caught a petal, he found that when the flying flower was in his hand, the touch was vivid, the color of the flower was vivid, and there were even two crystal drops of water on the petal!
"Why is it so realistic? What is it made of?"
When he was surprised, Zhang Shaochen pinched his nails, and found that there were no pinch marks on the petals, and even dark flower juice was oozing out!
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Seeing this situation, Zhang Shaochen finally understood why even Dugu Yuni had no doubts about this Shangguan Milan, and called him a master.
To be honest, if it wasn't a coincidence for me to master the "Fairy Spirit Qi Mechanism" and be able to detect the trace of spiritual power on the amulet, it is some kind of evil spirit, otherwise, nothing else, just looking at Shangguan Mi Lanlu's hand, can Let the real flowers fly from the sky and fall like rain, and I am completely convinced.
At this time, a few tables were set up next to the gate of Xu Xiangong, and someone was selling amulets for Shangguan Milan.
In front of the table, there was already a long line of people buying talismans, but when Shangguan Mi Lan showed his hand, there were even more people in the line.
After that, Shangguan Milan rehearsed the miraculous techniques Zhang Shaochen had heard before, such as poking stones like mud and talking to the dead, one by one on the spot.
As a result, the business of the amulet store next to the gate of Xuxian Palace became even more prosperous.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Shaochen couldn't help admiring in his heart:
"Ah! Sure enough, he is Luo Qingxuan's uncle."
"Look at her ability to carry goods with one hand, it is much better than her nephew and grandson."
Just as he thought of this, he suddenly heard someone shouting in a rough voice not far behind him:
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
"Quickly make way for Master Luo, the Immortal Monroe real person."
"He's coming to beat the liar!"
This voice is very familiar to my ears;
Zhang Shaochen looked back and was immediately happy:
The person who is barking his teeth and claws, bluffing, and parting the crowd is not Boss Xue, who else could it be?
When he saw again who the person behind Boss Xue was, Zhang Shaochen was even happier:
"Haha! You really can't talk about people behind their backs."
"I just thought of this in my heart, and he came here."
It turned out that following Boss Xue was a man holding a fly whisk, wearing a crane cloak, and with a face as heavy as water.
This person, who impressed the young man deeply, was the Taoist Master Luo Qingxuanluo of the Immortal Gate who had a great fight in Wuyuan last time.
At this time, Luo Qingxuan had a solemn face, without squinting, and followed Boss Xue steadily, walking through the crowd.
Zhang Shaochen is very sure that this Luo Daoye has absolutely nothing else to do now.
Why?
Very simple.
When Luo Qingxuan walked through the crowd just now, he happened to be very close to Zhang Shaochen and passed by.
But this Daoist Luo actually just walked by!
He didn't realize it at all, just a few feet away from him, there was an "acquaintance" who made him "unforgettable", standing in the crowd, watching the fun with those women and men.
Luo Qingxuan didn't even know that when this little acquaintance heard Boss Xue's bluffing "beat a liar", his desire to watch the excitement became even more enthusiastic
When Luo Qingxuan separated from the crowd and walked towards the middle, the Batian Xuannv on the high platform remained calm and did not respond.
When Luo Qingxuan came to stand under the high platform, he looked up at Batian Xuannv, and suddenly let out a clear "duh".
This drinking sound is extremely clear and long, like a long whistle.
Accompanied by the whistling sound, a red cloud suddenly surged up under Luo Daoren's feet.
?This cloud, if it has substance, seems to be a cloud platform, and the clouds are like waves, rising continuously, and rising higher and higher.
In the end, the Xiayun platform supported Taoist Luo to rise higher and higher, until he was level with the Eight Heavens Xuannv and looked at each other, then he stopped.
Seeing him showing this hand, the surrounding crowd kept exclaiming.
Even Zhang Shaochen was secretly surprised when he saw it, and said in his heart:
"Old Daoist Luo, there are really many tricks of spells."
"If he spends all his strength on sword practice, I'm afraid I won't be able to please him last time when I confronted him."
Just when Luo Qingxuan's elevation stopped, the noisy crowd all around suddenly became quiet as if they had made an appointment.
Before Xu Xiangong, fell into an unusual calm.
At this time, the onlookers present, no matter smart or stupid, knew that there was a good show to watch.
Eight-day Xuannv, still sitting upright.
Luo Qingxuan stood on the clouds, looked at the woman for a moment, and then asked in a clear and mellow voice: "Are you the eight-day Xuannv?"
Batian Xuannv remained motionless and did not answer.
Luo Qingxuan didn't take it seriously either, and smiled slightly mockingly:
"Needless to say, I know it's you."
"You claim to be one day less than the 'Nine Heavens Xuannv', you really don't know what to do, what a big tone!"
"The old man can't stand such blasphemy."
"But I didn't expect that you, a demon girl, are so bold that you dare to claim that you are my uncle, Luo Qingxuan, and you are bluffing and deceiving me everywhere, it is really abhorrent!"
"Oh?" Hearing what he said, Shangguan Mi Lan, the eight-day mysterious girl, finally spoke.
Just hearing her exhale like blue, Yourou said: "Luo Qingxuan, do you think I have humiliated you by being your uncle?"
"Of course!" Luo Qingxuan sneered without hesitation and sneered, "Isn't it? Could it be that I, Luo Qingxuan, should still be proud of it?"
"Oh, of course, you should be proud of it." The eight-day Xuannv smiled leisurely.
"Huh?!" Hearing this, Luo Qingxuan laughed back angrily.
Perhaps if it was someone else, seeing Batian Xuannv's calm appearance and loud tone, she might really be intimidated by her, at least not daring to act rashly for a while.
It's a pity that before Luo Qingxuan came, he had already done his homework, and he knew that Shangguan Mi Lan, the Eight Heavenly Xuannv, came from nowhere. Neither of them knew who she was.
Simply put, this woman is a liar!
"Sure enough, she is a witch!"
Hearing what Batian Xuannv said, Luo Qingxuan's anger can be imagined.
He said to himself: "Don't talk nonsense with her. To deal with such shameless monsters, one word, hit!"
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