An Xianjun suddenly changed his face, looked into the distance with deep eyes, and said seriously: "If you use magic power in the world, you cannot see it for others, otherwise it will cause a big disaster. The women of the Tian family are regarded as playthings in the world. There are very few disciples of the Tian family now, which is caused by the obstacles to the tribulation."

Looking at the serious look of An Xianjun, Hua Shen said nothing, but she had already had a countermeasure in her heart.

An Xianjun floated forward, pointing to a high platform, indicating that it was a teleportation array, and then flew up by himself and stood steadily on the highest step. This high platform is at least 500 meters above sea level...?

Seeing him flying around and pretending, she could not help it anymore. She hated people who pretended the most, especially in front of her!

The face was as frost-like as the mind was urging, and the proud body slowly floated up, silk flying all over the sky, and long hair was scattered in the air, chaotic without losing its beauty, like a fairy in the water, the moon came down from afar, and returned on the moon.

Behind her, a pair of purple and golden eyes were obsessed with it, but in just a moment, she immediately shook her head quickly, calmly lifted his noble claws, waved them gently, and a beam of light appeared, just like when she came, in the center of the teleportation platform.

Turning around, the cold starry eyes collided with Ba Lin's purple pupils, and the flower god stood in the beam of light, looking at the holy king like ice:

"It's better to put me in a place with a lot of people so that I can find people."

The Holy Lord nodded slowly, waved his hand gently, the teleportation array opened, and there were a few red lights... The flower god slowly rose, getting higher and higher...

The An Xianjun floated up quickly, still holding the unconscious man. He seemed to have worked hard and threw the man up... shouted: "You have to take good care of my nephew... The Flower God is the Immortal!"

It has been floating for a long time, and there is no shadow of the two Saints below. The nephew of An Xianjun still closed his eyes and didn't wake up...

I don’t know if it was because of the cold man with a light purple eyes, but now I think he is not that handsome. Both have different temperaments. One is as arrogant as a god, the other is as lofty as a moon, and each has its own merits.

During my thoughts, a slight difference appeared below, and it was the water surface!

She quickly focused and floated to make seals! Damn, it was too sudden!

The people around were staring at the Flower God in a daze. In their eyes, today, today's Dragon Boat Festival, they came out to watch a dragon boat race, and suddenly a fairy in white appeared out of thin air!

"So beautiful, is she a river god?"

"No, she is a fairy!"

"…Where is this?" She finally floated ashore, but she felt that it was harder to use magic power in the human world and her body was much heavier.

Since the Tian family has not appeared for nearly a hundred years, few people have known it so far. A few people only know that it is a family that has been hidden for many years, so the worries of An Xianjun are completely redundant...

"The fairy spoke, ahhhh, the sound was so good..."

"This is the most famous Jinxiu Pavilion in Aixin, the fairy..."

"Bah, don't compete with me for lines!"

Now she just wants to find a place to have a good sleep. From the future to the heavens and the earth, she has never been able to close her eyes. She has become a dog and is not that tired! Her belly has started to thunder in the heavens, so don’t the gods have to eat?

"Is there an inn nearby?" Leng said coldly. It took a lot of energy to use mana in the world. I was so tired that I just flew over the river, as if I had just stayed up late for three days and still had no sleep or meals.

The people who were eating melons looked at each other, and the fairy stayed in the inn? Then how could she fly? Maybe it was the light skills and internal strength that the heroes practiced. So that's it, she was a female hero...

"Female hero, the nearest inn is Jinxiu Pavilion..."

"If you don't go to Jinxiu Pavilion, the nearest inn will be in the west of the city..."

"Thank you all." He thanked me with a flash of frost. The people gave in their own way, and the Flower God slowly walked out of the crowd.

Without shoes, the thin white feet were grinding out red marks, but they made people feel pity, like flowers in the rain, suffering from destruction. Of course, this is what others see, and the Flower God himself did not feel anything wrong...

Walking from the river to the entrance of Jinxiu Pavilion, all kinds of strange eyes shot around the road. After all, they were all dressed neatly, with only her legs exposed, her shoes were not worn, her hair was not tied, and her clothes were out of place...
Chapter completed!