Hange threw Qianhua to the ground, and used his hands and feet to fix it on the green grass. Luo Qianhua was lying on his back, possessed by a ghost, still in an extremely ambiguous posture, his little face suddenly turned red, and he begged for mercy. Or he didn't know where to start with the threatening words, and for a moment he had nothing to say but scream.
"Huahua, break the seal and let me forgive you." The vicious ghost claws touched the plum blossoms on Luo Qianhua's forehead. After only a moment of slight cooling, Luo Qianhua returned to his original shape. It is true that he is not a hedgehog, but the graceful body. A beautiful woman with extraordinary beauty.
Hange looked at the struggling Luo Qianhua under him with satisfaction. He raised and lowered his hands with teasing movements with a teasing smile, making Luo Qianhua feel so cold that he had chestnuts all over his body.
But at this peaceful moment, the rain god fell from the sky.
Huangfu Yaruo stepped on the cloud head and landed. After seeing the two people rolling in a ball on the ground, she almost lost her footing and fell over.
However, after Luo Qianhua raised her head in shock and caught a glimpse of the incoming person under Yu Hange's ghost claws, Huangfu Yaruo felt as if she had been struck by a bolt from the blue. She really lost her balance and fell to the ground. She was so shocked, frightened and afraid. The look of belief was like seeing someone from another world.
Hange was originally going to tease Qianhua, but after looking at it, he knew that it would be detrimental to Qianhua's reputation. He immediately stood up, picked up the panicked Luo Qianhua, and at the same time reattached the plum blossom seal to her.
After Luo Qianhua turned back to a shriveled face, her frantic heart calmed down.
However, Huangfu Yaruo has not yet recovered from the shock. She is still sitting on the ground in confusion. Regardless of her noble and elegant image as a rain god, her unfocused pupils are staring at Luo Qianhua for an instant, and she is uttering broken sentences. The words: "Luo... Qian... Luo... Flower God... you... are you..."
Qianhua and Hange were stunned when they heard this, and they looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
"What's wrong with the Rain God?" Qianhua felt sorry for having conflicted with the Rain God on her own territory. She cautiously approached to help him up and asked softly.
Huangfu Yaruo, however, was still staring at Luo Qianhua. On her bare face, she could not find the peerless and soul-stirring beauty that had just disappeared in that moment.
So he moved his slightly trembling eyes to the stone statue beside the lotus pond as if he was absent-minded, and asked to himself in panic: "Could it be... Could it be that I saw it wrong?"
Luo Qianhua frowned, her heart beating inexplicably fast and trembling: "Rain God...what happened?" Her eyes couldn't help but look at the stone statue in the clouds and mist.
Huangfu Yaruo felt much calmer at that time, her face turned softer, although the paleness lingered: "No...it's okay, maybe I saw it wrong..."
"What did you see wrong?" Qianhuaxin was confused by such a lapse and asked again.
It's a shame that Huangfu Yaruo didn't want to mention it anymore. She just handed a jade cup filled with crystal rain and dew to Qianhua's hand and said kindly: "This is the best rain and dew in my house. It will help the growth of flowers and trees, although it is unlikely." What can I grow on this land, but I still hope to help you as much as possible, and it can be regarded as helping myself.”
Luo Qianhua took it with a bitter smile. Even she had almost given up on her agreement with Mo Yunye. Why did the Rain God come to save her who was struggling to death? He allowed himself to linger for breath, hanging half-dead, but his desire to explore the mysterious stone statue became stronger and stronger.
"Collect the spirits of flowers and trees to care for the flower seeds, then moisten them with rain and dew, and plant them in the chaotic mud. When they grow to a certain extent, select the time of day, before the dragons go to rain, and when the sun is at its peak, and then carefully transplant it to this land Whether you can survive or not depends on this fight." (To be continued)