"Then, buy me all your Yunzhilian."

The vendor squinted his eyes to look at Muyan, and then smiled.

He immediately skillfully took out a big newspaper.

He took off all the Yun Zhilian that he had stored on the float, and the vendor skillfully wiped off the roots that still had water droplets on them.

Immediately, the handful of blue roses were all placed on the spread newspaper.

The vendor rolled up the newspaper and rolled it up very skillfully.

Holding the large bouquet of flowers in both hands, he handed the roses to Mu Yan, saying: "Okay, these are your flowers, take them well, I wish you a happy life."

Wan Muyan nodded, holding the large bouquet of flowers, tears filled her eyes several times, as if the reverse prophecy of the vendor had come true.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind Wan Muyan.

Mu Xuecheng stood aside and looked at Hua Zhaoying in white with a little surprise.

He didn't know when he suddenly appeared, and walked quietly behind Wan Muyan.

With her hands behind her back, Hua Zhaoying quietly stood behind Wan Muyan, looking at her quietly.

Or she was looking at the rose in her hand.

"The blue rose, the love of the cloud."

he said aloud.

Hua Zhaoying's words made Wan Muyan's whole body collapse, and she tightly held the old newspaper.

The newspaper was squeezed by her, and when she turned her head, she saw Hua Zhaoying's smiling face.

He is a gentle and jade-like master, and also a tall and straight master.

Mu Yan thought of this, and then, he raised the corners of his mouth again, and smiled sadly.

A strange feeling flashed in Hua Zhaoying's heart.

He looked at her with a hint of worry and compassion.

Why does this child look so sad?

Does she know that when the corner of her mouth forced a smile, how ferocious the expression on her face was, how full of her inner struggle.

Maybe I don't know.

Hua Zhaoying thought to herself.

According to the little girl's very strong personality, she would never show such an expression.

Very annoying.

"Master, you know."

When Wan Muyan laughed, the tears in her eyes were rippling, hanging in her eyes, almost about to fall.

"Does the entire Light and Monster Continent know about this flower, the blue rose is called Cloud Love. Is this flower very common here?"

The little girl's words were a little weird.

Hua Zhaoying frowned, feeling puzzled.

What does it mean to be here with you?Where are you here?Where is the competition held?Is it the Fairy Conference?
Or is it Zhengdao Academy?
Hua Zhaoying couldn't find the answer.

"This flower is not common either."

Hua Zhaoying hesitated for a moment, then continued, "This flower is also very rare."

"Usually you don't see any for sale. Don't you notice how much you just spent?"

It was only then that Mu Yan came to her senses, she touched the empty purse around her waist, and only then did she understand the preciousness of this flower.

"I don't know what happened to this kind of flower, but it suddenly appeared. In fact, in the past, there were no roses of this color in the Guangguai Continent."

Hua Zhaoying subconsciously raised her hand to touch the petals of the blue rose.

Perhaps it should have been picked by the vendor in the wild by accident, and it's quite fresh.

The color of the flowers is still very bright, and the water of the petals is also very sufficient.

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