Villain Boss: Start from the East Undefeated

Chapter 926

"There are hundreds of clusters of flowers, and the clusters have different fragrances."

"Grass flourishes for thousands of years, but different plants grow in autumn and autumn."

"A tree grows thousands of branches, and the branches and leaves are different."

The moment he stepped into Baihua Island, these few words instantly appeared in Dongfang's mind.

But it seems that to describe the scenery of Baihua Island, it is still a bit stretched and poor.

The light and pleasant fragrance of flowers is sent to all parts of Baihua Island with the evening wind.

The clusters of purple, blue, red, pink...all kinds of flowers are rooted on the earth in various poses and with different expressions.

At a glance, it looks like elegant and colorful girls, standing quietly and looking at each other from a distance.

The breeze blows, or shakes, or swings, with various postures, enchanting and not vulgar, and so on.

Among the hundreds of flowers, there are green grasses with intertwined rhizomes, clinging and entangled.

Or high, or low, or rise, or float.

Compete with the hundreds of flowers to wash your brains, and compete for the strands of fairy light that come from nowhere.

The huge green wood is like the stars inlaid in the night sky, which cannot be ignored.

The whole body is filled with fairy mist, with a hazy state, straight and tough tree trunks, and a fluffy crown like that of bubbly bread.

Like giant guards, sheltering the flowers and plants below from wind and rain, guarding everything.

Quiet and natural, occasionally there are crisp insects, birds flying by, among the flowers and grass, among the hazy green trees.

In the sky, the full moon gathered by the celestial light sprinkled all kinds of brilliance, adding a bit of intoxicating enchantment to this place.

"Such a beautiful place!"

Seeing all this before him, Dongfang murmured softly.

A pair of eyes moved around, as if wanting to have a panoramic view of all the beauty.

"The young master of the flower clan loves flowers and has nothing to do with the world. This place is his residence, so it is naturally different."

"It is rumored that the young master of the flower clan is very fond of the flower owner. Most of the flowers here are gifted by the flower owner."

"How? Do you like it?"

Fengjing's voice is gentle, like a close sister next door.

With a soft smile on his face, he added a bit of mature and elegant intellectual temperament.

"However, liking is not yours!"

Suddenly, Fengjing's voice changed, and she said jokingly: "Of course, you can come here often with Fenghua in the future. Fenghua and the young master of the Flower Clan share similar interests, but they are best friends."

The young girl in front of her has a gentle temperament, with a distinctive maternal brilliance.

The innocence and kindness between the eyebrows and eyes are naturally revealed, like a fairy who is ignorant of the world.

Especially the kind of plain silence and a seemingly sad and melancholy temperament, which can always arouse the teasing meaning in people's hearts.

I want to tease his laughter and heal that trace of sadness.

"Forehead?"

Dongfang grimaced slightly, turned his head to look at Fengjing, and saw the teasing look on Fengjing's face at a glance.

It looked like teasing a kitten, or teasing his own sister.

"Sister Fengjing, Fenghua and I are just ordinary friends!"

Seeing Fengjing's teasing expression, Dongfang felt a little itchy in his teeth, always felt that the misunderstanding was constantly growing, and he was a little uncomfortable.

"I know!"

Fengjing nodded with a light smile, and stepped into the path among the flowers.

East followed closely behind.

After a while, I don't know how many turns they turned, and the front of the two of them suddenly opened up.

It was a hall standing among hundreds of flowers.

It looks like a rectangular palace, dotted with greenery and flowers.

Even the walls are light blue in color, formed by the entanglement of countless grasses and vines.

Thin and transparent, you can still see the endless flowers outside the hall from the gap.

Beside the wall, elegant flowers are quietly rooted in the flower pots.

Like the different colors dotted in the greenery, it is unusually eye-catching.

However, this hall has no roof, and looking up is the night sky filled with fairy light and starlight, which is extremely charming.

At the end of the hall is a small high platform, on which there is a low mahogany coffee table and a futon with hints of grass.

There are also three rows of mahogany-colored coffee tables and futons on both sides, on which are placed various fairy fruits, red, green, purple, which are extremely attractive.

At this time, there were already more than a dozen figures, men and women, gathered together in twos and threes, talking softly.

"I am ashamed of the kindness of the young master of the Hua clan. I have not found any news about the vision of enlightenment a hundred years ago."

"Yeah! I have asked many friends, but there is not much news."

"Who says it's not? The three-thousand-year territory of the fairy world, with the strength of the golden immortals like you and me, it will take ten thousand years to go back and forth!"

"This night banquet, how should I explain to the young master?"

"Let me tell you the truth, the young master treats people with gentleness, sincerity and sincerity, and will not blame us. At least I have never heard or seen the young master get angry."

"..."

Dongfang's brows were slightly wrinkled by the sound of words.

When Fengjing came to explain, he heard the news that the young master of the Hua clan was inquiring about the vision of enlightenment a hundred years ago.

Just arrived at the entrance of the hall, Dongfang heard it again.

"A vision of enlightenment a hundred years ago! A hundred years?"

With a hint of doubt, Dongfang followed Fengjing into the hall.

After he proved his way to the sky, he was taken away by the God of Destruction, and the passage of time could not be felt in the abyss of heaven.

In particular, he was still seriously injured, and he was rescued by the divine power of the God of Destruction, and he didn't know how long it had been.

"It turns out that Her Royal Highness is coming, I'll be polite!"

The moment Fengjing stepped into the hall, the dozen or so golden fairies stood up together and bowed to Fengjing from a distance.

He looked respectful, and seemed a little embarrassed.

"You don't need to be too polite, today is the night banquet of the young master of the Hua clan, there are not so many rules, just do whatever you want!"

Fengjing nodded slightly, her tone calm.

It neither looks cold and arrogant, nor does it have too much sense of distance.

It's like a greeting between ordinary acquaintances.

Give people a relaxed and comfortable feeling.

"It seems that this fairy world is still inseparable from the power vortex!"

Feeling that Fengjing's friendly tone was obviously not as good as before, Dongfang thought unconsciously.

Immortal Emperors, Immortal Kings, True Immortals, and Golden Immortals are layered upon layers, and rights are naturally born like a ladder, inevitably.

"This fairy is polite!"

Seeing Dongfang beside Fengjing, more than a dozen golden immortals bowed their hands again and saluted from afar.

Although I don't know who it is, but to be able to follow the princess, and with a touch of Dao Yun on his body, he is obviously not an ordinary person.

"Everyone is polite!"

Dongfang clapped his hands in response.

Seeing this, Fengjing on the side gently pressed down Dongfang's hands, with a very interesting smile on her face, and said via voice transmission: "How do you learn the etiquette of those men?"

"It seems that what Feng Hua said is correct, you are indeed just out of the mountain gate, women's etiquette is not like this, don't make a joke later!"

Listening to Fengjing's sound transmission, Dongfang was slightly stunned. There are too many rules in this fairy world, right?

Also divided into men's and women's etiquette?

He remembered that he had read in the book before that one bow and one fellow daoist were enough.

"You will sit in the corner on the left later. No one should pay too much attention. I will teach you some etiquette later."

"Don't see Wang Zun and Emperor Zun. If you continue to behave like this, it will really make a big joke."

Fengjing took Dongfang's little hand, walked to the corner on the left, and asked Dongfang to do it.

Then he got up and walked to the third seat below the first one on the left and sat down.

As for the dozen or so golden fairies, the women also sat on the left side, and the men all belonged to the right side.

Seeing such a scene, Dongfang naturally understood the rules.

There are differences in identity, status, and differences between men and women this time.

The more prestigious a person is, the closer he is to the chief seat.

Like myself, I probably came out temporarily to join in the fun, and I wasn't invited, so it's normal to sit in the corner.

"Tattoo..."

Just as everyone was seated, footsteps sounded from the entrance of the hall.

The next moment, an elegant and handsome man in white, holding a folding fan, stepped in with a smile on his face.

He has a slender figure, and the slightly loose white robe makes him look weak instead of strong.

But it also adds a bit of chic and extravagance.

He looked like an extremely noble son, but his expression did not have the slightest arrogance, appearing extremely peaceful.

Beside him is a woman in a long purple dress and a jasper-like headdress that shone with fairy light.

Her expression was slightly cold and arrogant, like a princess, walking side by side with the leading man.

There are more than a dozen figures behind the two, both men and women, all of whom have extraordinary looks and temperament.

Some are extravagant, some have stern faces, and some are like a hundred flowers, all of which are different.

The figure of maple birch is among them.

"I have met the young master, the emperor, and all the princes and princesses!"

All the people who were seated got up together and saluted the people who stepped in.

Even Fengjing got up and bowed to everyone from afar.

The woman's etiquette is extremely gentle, her legs are slightly bent, her buttocks are slightly raised, but her chest is raised and her head is bowed, her hands are folded upwards and placed on her chest.

Just like Xizi holding his heart, dedicating a piece of sincerity.

It also reveals the woman's soft and enchanting figure, which is protruding forward and backward.

But there is no vulgarity at all, but with a bit of elegance and charm.

"You can't learn this at all!"

Dongfang sat on the futon and froze for a moment.

This action is too shameful.

For a while, the East had the urge to pull out and kill the person who invented this kind of etiquette.

"Ordinary night banquet, you don't have to be formal... Feel free..."

The voice of the leading man was slightly deep, with masculine magnetism and a touch of softness.

But halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped.

A trace of extremely familiar fragrance flows gently through his nose.

This made his eyes instantly filled with anticipation, and he swept across everyone present one by one, and finally locked his eyes on Dongfang who was sluggishly sitting on his seat.

At that moment, his eyes seemed to have infinite light.

"It's her! Dongfang!"

Smelling the familiar fragrance in the nose, looking at the innocent, kind and pure temperament in the eyebrows and eyes.

For a moment he was insane.

But when he saw that there was still a trace of unresolved sadness in Dongfang's eyebrows and eyes, his heart twitched violently, as if his heart was being tightly grasped.

"In my memory, she should be like an elf among flowers, why is she so sad!"

Everyone was still waiting for the words of the young master of the Hua Clan, but they did not wait for it.

When he looked up, he found the young master of the Hua clan, looking at the corner behind Fengjing, looking at the girl who didn't know who it was.

Seeing such a scene, Fengjing and Fenghua were about to speak, when the cold and arrogant princess-like woman in the purple dress frowned.

"Who is this person? He's so rude, he can't even stand up to greet him?"

Thinking of this, the woman in the purple skirt let out a cold snort.

"Humph!"

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