Volume 19: Legend of Lu Xiaofeng Chapter 456: Amidst the Flowers
The flowers are full of shadows and the grass is green.
The flower path, which was originally fragrant and beautiful, now seemed like a battlefield with swords, spears, corpses and murderous aura.
Each blade of grass is a sharp sword, and each flower is a solid shield.
These grasses and flowers did not actually move, they were still there, but they gave people a dizzy feeling.
The old man was originally facing sideways towards Su Weiyun, but at this moment, he had unknowingly moved behind Su Weiyun, blocking his way.
"Flowers and trees have spirits, they can help me." He smiled gently and said, "No matter who you are, when you see this Ten Thousand Flowers Formation for the first time, it is inevitable that you will be distracted for a while. It seems that you are no exception."
Su Weiyun was not panicked, but asked curiously: "Why did you attack me? Do you really want Gong Jiu to kill me?"
The old man said, "The feud between you and me has already been established. Why do you have to say more?"
Su Weiyun shook his head and said, "You are a tyrant, not a hero. You are not the kind of person who would provoke a powerful enemy for no reason just because of a grudge from ten years ago."
The old man laughed and said, "I didn't provoke you, but you came to provoke me. I was staying peacefully on the nameless island, cutting flowers and planting grass. Why did you come to visit me for no reason?"
Su Weiyun said: "I was so drunk that I didn't know the way home and accidentally wandered into the depths of the lotus flowers."
The old man laughed and said, "Striving to cross the river, struggling to cross the river, scaring up a flock of gulls and herons!"
After he said that, he waved the scissors in his hand, and sure enough, a flock of gulls and herons were suddenly startled and flew up.
It’s just that this piece of “gulls and herons” is made up of exotic flowers of various colors. In an instant, it is like colorful butterflies flying and dancing in the sky, and each piece is cutting towards Su Weiyun.
When one's inner strength reaches a high level, even picking a flower or a leaf can hurt someone.
Of course the old man had reached that level a long time ago.
If these flowers and plants touch your body, you will definitely end up with your skin torn and blood flowing.
Su Weiyun smiled, stretched out her left hand, and gently picked a golden autumn chrysanthemum from the flowers, complete with leaves and stem.
"Since you have given up showing off your literary talent, I have no choice but to show off my ugliness."
Su Weiyun held the chrysanthemum in her hand and instead of retreating, she moved forward towards the petals that were like blades in the air.
The little old man said nothing, but waved his left sleeve, gathered his strength, and pressed down in mid-air.
The petals fell from the branches like jade chips, but they looked messy, vaguely like a common big storm at sea, and Su Weiyun was the center of the storm.
The west wind was blowing hard, and the grass was like black clouds, rushing in. It was no less powerful than the dense rain of arrows, making it difficult to resist.
At this moment, a voice was heard in the "storm".
"The flower does not bloom among hundreds of other flowers, but stands alone by the sparse fence, and its interest is endless. It would rather die with fragrance on the branch, than be blown away by the north wind."
A golden autumn chrysanthemum first stretched out from the chaos of flowers and charming grasses, then drew a big circle in the air, and the petals actually moved aside with the wind.
A figure stepped out from the big circle and said with a smile, "Flowers and trees are indeed spiritual. It seems that this Autumn Chrysanthemum is helping me, not you."
The old man raised his scissors and said calmly, "If you won't help me, what's the point of keeping it?"
He suddenly took a step forward, and the petals around him spun in the wind from his sleeves and changed again. The flower scissors also attacked like thunder in an extremely fast instant!
Flower scissors are also a kind of weapon. When the old man reaches this level, he is no longer restricted by the shape of the weapon and can use any weapon at will.
call!
Su Weiyun still did not retreat, but instead held out the chrysanthemum in her left hand and placed it right against the tip of the scissors.
The tips are slightly separated, exposing the fragile branches to the double blades of the scissors.
The old man can cut the autumn chrysanthemum with just a little effort.
But he stopped moving.
The two stood facing each other, and the flowers and the scissors seemed to be frozen in time.
The surrounding petals fell on both sides, but no one was hurt this time.
Su Weiyun looked at the chrysanthemum with pity on her face and said, "It seems that you are still reluctant to cut this spiritual chrysanthemum into pieces."
The old man nodded slowly and said, "Yes, it's not easy for autumn flowers to grow. How can I bear to cut them into pieces?"
Su Weiyun said: "Then please move aside."
The old man put away the scissors, silently made way for him, and said, "I'll have someone prepare the boat. Let's go after lunch."
Su Weiyun did not refuse and said calmly: "The master has invited me, I dare not refuse his kindness."
All the flowers are falling.
The wind is warm.
Petals of various colors formed a soft path on the bluestone path. The two people walked out, one in front and one behind, on the path.
…
noon.
The sun is shining and there are no clouds in the sky.
The old man was still smiling, as if he had forgotten all the unpleasant things that had happened before, and he really treated Su Weiyun as a distinguished guest.
"Master Su, although we are in a remote area, we have everything here. If you have any requests, just let us know."
The longest exquisite silver table was placed inside, and the rest of the long tables were arranged down the line, with four more seats.
One of the long tables was placed in front of the old man. The old man was not sitting in the main seat, but on the left.
After some humility, Su Weiyun deliberately sat in the last guest seat on the right.
Before the banquet officially started, a group of people were already busying around.
Because the old man said: "The most distinguished guest in history of our Nameless Island has arrived."
No one dared to be negligent. The maids fanned Su Weiyun, brought fruit plates, and massaged her shoulders and back.
On the contrary, when I looked at the old man's side, it was empty and no one greeted him.
Su Weiyun still held the autumn chrysanthemum in his hand and said with a smile: "Since I am the most distinguished guest, you should treat me the same way treat the old man."
The maids looked at the old man, who smiled and said, "You should really treat him the same way you treat me. Because we are the same kind of people."
So when the maids heard this, they all stepped back and stood aside.
"Everyone wants it?"
Suddenly, a cold and beautiful female voice came from outside the door.
Su Weiyun looked over and saw a stunningly beautiful woman standing outside the door.
The lines of her figure were very soft, her black hair was long and beautiful, her facial features were clearly defined, and her cat-like eyes flashed with the blue light of the sea, making her look cold and intelligent.
But there was an indescribable laziness about her, as if she had long been tired of life.
Such a beauty seems very cold, just like the distant coldness of the sea.
You are clearly right in front of her, but it feels like there is an iceberg between you.
She repeated her words again: "Should everyone treat this person the same way they treat you?"
She was asking about the old man.
The old man smiled gently, as if he admired and loved this beauty very much, and said, "I can't make the decision."
“Who can decide?”
"Of course, Sharman has the final say on Sharman's affairs."
It turns out her name is Shaman.
After hearing this, Shaman stepped over the threshold and sat at the last seat, next to the old man, facing Su Weiyun, not far away.
When she saw Su Weiyun, she didn't greet her. Instead, she glanced at Su Weiyun, then lowered her head and fiddled with her slender fingers.
There were five empty seats, but three people were already sitting there.
