Chapter 477: You are called Hua Mengyou (on)

On the snowy ice sheet, a small black hole appeared. A figure slowly floated from the black hole and slowly fell on the snow.
The black hole that just appeared, just for a while, there was a circle of white thin ice. Then, the ice was getting thicker and thicker, and the white snow accumulated on it was more and more, just a few breaths. It has already recovered its original appearance, and no longer sees a black hole.
The appearance of the figure is naturally Yang Chen. At the moment, Yang Chen’s hand still carries a thing like a courtyard that has been reduced by countless times. In detail, the pavilions and pavilions, the rockery and the waters are all in it, and even the flowing water is still flowing.
This is the dense land of Taitianmen, the unknown predecessor who stayed under the ice sheet. After Yang Chen collected all the Dinghuo Zhenyuan, the entire secret land was also collected. This is a gift that Yang Chen intends to prepare for his next disciple.
Hua Meng You is not a big lady, but on the contrary, she is just a descendant of a certain lady, and it is not the kind of beggar who is waiting around, but the flower farmer who is responsible for looking after a garden and raising flowers for the lady. .
To put it bluntly, it is a female gardener. Even now, she hasn't had the name of dreaming, but just a village girl named Huamei, the family of the old man's family.
Hua Simei is very good at taking care of some flowers and plants, which also makes her very admired. However, appreciation is appreciated, but there is not much like it. Flower four sisters face, do not know what is poisonous plant juice corrosion. The face of the potholes, in the eyes of others, is simply a face.
Such a woman is another child. Who would like it? If it wasn’t because Huanmei was the only one who could take care of the rare flowers in the garden, he had already been rushed to the farmland to work.
Not long ago, Hua Simei was like many young people with dreams of cultivation. Try to go to a fairy door to try your luck. However, it is a pity. The 19-year-old flower four sisters have not yet shown their innate qualifications, just as Yang Chen went to Taitianmen for the first time, and was directly rushed back.
The trouble is that the flower four sisters went to Xianmen and did not get permission from the main house. They secretly went. This is more than a month, and when she came back, the few rare flowers that she was looking after had already died.
then. The poor flower four sisters were slashed with a whip and smothered directly. If she had to plant a few rare flowers with her life, maybe she would be killed as a slave. Even so, it was to let the next person squirt some of the healing drugs on the body, and throw it into the garden, no one ever asked.
The four sisters, who were covered in scars, curled up in the tattered shed in the garden, and many of the wounds on their bodies were already purulent. parefull. The rain outside is getting bigger and bigger, and the heart of the four sisters is getting colder and colder. Her honor, plus the scars and pus in her body, did not even think of anyone who wanted to approach her to help her.
In the past few days, the four sisters have survived by relying on some plants in the garden. No one cares about her life and death. An ugly woman also wants to cultivate immortals. Isn't this the biggest joke in the world?
The heart of Hua Simei seems to have been desperate, and the physical pain is insignificant compared to the psychological pain caused by the broken hope. She is not reconciled, she wants to enter Xianmen to change her destiny, but even the only friends who still talk to her are laughing when she is not self-reliant, but she can no longer bear this kind of blow.
The hope is shattered, and the four sisters feel that the wounds are getting more and more painful, and the consciousness is getting more and more blurred. Just as she was about to faint in her shackles, she suddenly saw a person who suddenly appeared in front of this tattered shed.
It was a very strange man, very young, with an indescribable temperament on his face, with a smile that made him feel very warm, like a fairy.
"Do you want to cultivate immortals?" In the confusion, the four sisters heard that the young man asked her such a sentence, while at the same time she was happy, but she already had a kind of returning light.
"Think!" Only one such word was spoken in the mouth, and the four sisters lost their consciousness cleanly and neatly. The injury on the body is too heavy, and I have realized that I am on the verge of life and death, and I can no longer support it.
The man who appeared, naturally Yang Chen. He remembers the dream of a dream, and this big man who has never paid much attention to the fairyland has never concealed his previous life. This also gave Yang Chen a chance.
It’s not that Yang Chen doesn’t want to find Huameng’s dreams early. It’s really because even if it’s found in advance, it’s useless. The innate roots are not awakened. It’s also a mortal, and it’s impossible to practice.
Yang Chen clearly remembers that after this flower dream had suffered such a hardship, he was lucky enough to survive, and later cultivated a dream grass that could not be cultivated by even the monks, so he was passed by one of Baguio Island. The female disciple discovered that the introduction of Baguio Xiandao, which was able to enter under the door of Baguio Xiandao.
Of course, with Yang Chen now, the disciple of the original Baguio Xiandao has become a disciple that Yang Chen has long been interested in, and he has earned a pocket.
When the four sisters woke up, they suddenly discovered that their body did not hurt at all, as if the injuries on the body were completely absent. Suddenly, I sat up and found that the clothes on my body were intact, but the surrounding area was not the dilapidated shack, but on the ground where all kinds of exotic flowers and plants were growing.
"Are you awake?" Before waiting for the four sisters to figure out where they were, a gentle voice rang in her ear, and a figure appeared in front of her.
"God?" The flower four sisters saw in front of her, the young man before her coma, and also asked her to want to cultivate the immortal, Yang Chen.
"I am not a god, just a practitioner." Yang Chen rushed to spend a gentle smile on the four sisters, and then continued: "You were very hurt before, so I helped you treat it and see what is uncomfortable now. ?"
Hua Simei has only discovered that the scars on her body do not know when it has disappeared without a trace. The skin on the body is still restored to its original appearance, leaving no trace on the body.
This magical change made Hua Simei unable to believe her eyes. When she cried her hands on her face, she suddenly found that her face had changed.
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