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Zhang Yuwen hurriedly chased after Cheng Ruyi and the others.

He jogged all the way, gasping for breath, and said, "I've been waiting for a long time."

Li Yue'er asked, "Where are they?" Why didn't I come with you? "

"Where are they? They're looking for that girl. It seems like Brother Hu is interested, so he asked us to help them look for her."

Xu Qian asked, "Then why don't you ask us to help as well?"

Zhang Yuwen replied, "Because he's embarrassed."

Before the next question could be asked, he found a topic to distract everyone's attention.

"Oh right, Yue Er, are you enjoying yourself today?"

Li Yue'er replied, "Nothing much. It's pretty much the same as usual, but the scenery is quite beautiful."

"Yue Er, do you know that there is a story here?"

"What story?"

Cheng Ruyi saw Zhang Yuwen's face. He thought to himself, 'Yue Er, you're not ashamed of me.

Cheng Ruyi felt a little jealous.

He had only been in the White Deer Institute for the past few years, and it had only been three years since he entered the sect. Being acquainted with Li Yue'er had only been a little more than two years, naturally he couldn't call her so intimately.

Zhang Yuwen and Li Yue'er could be considered childhood friends now.

She had been sitting in front of him since she was a child.

Ever since he was young, he had always called her Yue Er.

Because he thought her name was really nice. And it was easy to scream.

Zhang Yuwen said, "This is how Xu Yuxi came here. In the past, the Hundred Flowers Fairy had descended to the mortal world, bringing the seeds of all sorts of flowers in the world, but that time, when she descended, she encountered a demonic god.

"When the Charm Demon encountered Fairy Hundred Blossom that descended to the mortal realm, he became malicious. If the Hundred Flowers are to go against each other, the flowers in the world will not bloom, and life will be in ruins. "

"The Hundred Flowers Fairy was severely injured and hid within the Hundred Flowers Valley. She revealed her true form, and from then on, there were no more flowers in the world. The hummingbutterfly had no pollen to pluck, and the trees grew leaves without bearing fruit."

"Thus, there is a cultivator in this world who, in order to find a way for the Hundred Flowers to bloom again, searched the entire world, searched for every corner of the world, just to find a way to cause the Hundred Flowers to bloom again."

"One day, he finally discovered the extraordinary talent from Blossom Valley. So, when they arrived at the Hundred Flowers Valley, they saw that there was actually another flower in the Valley of Hundred Flowers. It was tall, slender and graceful, but it was overshadowed. "

"This is the last flower in the world."

Zhang Yuwen paused.

Li Yue'er asked, "What happened next?" This is the first time I've heard of it. "

Zhang Yuwen slowly said.

After that cultivator found the flower, he was ecstatic. There was hope in this world! The last flower on earth! I found it!

Every day after that, the monk would come here to water the flower.

He had also exhausted his own cultivation to increase the vitality of this flower.

Under his meticulous care, the flower finally showed signs of blooming.

Every day, he would come to the Wishing River to draw water for her. When the sun became bright, he would stand right in front of her, blocking out the sunlight. When the rain became heavy, he would hold up an umbrella for her and help her clear the water channel.

He didn't want the flower to wither, so he looked after it wholeheartedly and wholeheartedly.

As long as he was sincere, he would do it.

Although the Hundred Flowers Fairy had transformed into a flower, she knew everything he had done for her.

Hundred Flowers Fairy's condition was getting better with each passing day.

Finally, one day, she found herself able to transform.

She had turned into a beautiful fairy.

Today, that cultivator came to water him, but he didn't see any flowers, he only saw a beautiful woman.

"Where are the flowers? Where are the flowers? Where are the flowers? That is the last flower in the world! "

The cultivator was going crazy.

I came here to find flowers for the people of this world, to bring hope to the world, but now I have nothing.

Hundred Flowers Fairy said, "Thank you." "I am that flower." After speaking, he fainted.

Cultivators were cultivators. He believed her words, and felt a sense of familiarity from her.

He still took care of her every day, but from taking care of a flower to taking care of a person.

However, he was still doing his best, meticulously and meticulously.

She always knew how much he had paid.

He looked at her every day with quiet grace.

The cultivator treated all of this as if it was the right thing to do, because he wanted to save all the people of the world.

She didn't think it was right. He was her savior.

She woke up again, this time much longer than last time.

"Thank you."

The cultivator didn't know what to do. She was just a flower.

"You're welcome, you're that flower. Do you have any way to make all those flowers bloom? Because the flowers are withering and are now all burnt to ashes. "

She said, "I can do it."

Then she woke up more and more, talking more and more between them, and each time she woke up she stayed longer and longer.

One day she said, "Can we go and see the mountain together?"

He said, "Sure."

He agreed to all her requests.

She said, "Can we go to the lake once? Going to different places to breathe fresh air will help me get more spirited. "

He took her, he agreed to her demands.

They watched the morning sun rise from the top of the hill.

Together they waited on the lake for the moon to emerge from the darkness.

They cooked together.

They live together.

She asked him, "Why are you so good to me?"

"Because you are the last flower on earth," he said. Only with you, can the flowers in the world blossom once again. "

She said, "I know."

After that day, she disappeared.

He's the only one left, he said to the stream. Day after day of wishes.

All the flowers in the world had bloomed, but there was one less flower in the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

She said that she was the flower spirit. As long as she turned into the essence of heaven and earth, bringing in the essence of a hundred flowers, then the flower would bloom again.

He was a cultivator, he knew.

Transforming into essence meant that one's own Yang God would be reduced to fine powder and would return to heaven and earth, blessed by the common people.

The flowers in the heaven and earth were revived, but from now on.

That flower was the only thing missing in the world.

She will vanish, she will cease to exist.

Every day, the cultivators made their wishes to the stream. If only he could do it once.

When the heaven and earth were alive, the cultivators would grow all kinds of flowers for this place.

From the point of entry into the valley, it had always been planted, always planted. A race filled the whole valley with flowers.

But he still felt very sad, it was still day after day in front of the Wishing Creek wish.

If he could do it again that day.

"Why are you so good to me?"

He would say, "Because I like you. "What does all the people in the world have to do with me? I like you and I don't like this life; I only like you."

The Hundred Flowers Valley that was filled with flowers was only missing his one. That was soil that could not be filled no matter how many flowers were planted.

He finally found out that he was good to her because he liked her.