Descent of the Phoenix

After all, watching a few women smile slightly, but they are not picking up the words. The style of the body is so beautiful that almost everyone goes.

"That, what is this?" After a silent silence, I recovered the golden peacock from Ouyang Yufei's smile, and blushes, and shyly replied, Ouyang Yufei whispered.

The voice, soft and awkward, let Xuanyuan Che and Haoyue, who followed Ouyang after flying, have a chill, and step back.

Ouyang Yu Fei’s face was gentle, and he did not hesitate. He smiled and said: “You lick their pistils in green and green, surrounded by ink-purple multi-layered petals, like a blue dragon lying in the middle of the Mochi, hence the name “Qinglong” "Chu Mochi" is one of the Peony Bazhen."

After that, I walked two steps obliquely, shaking the fan in my hand and pointing at the woman who was painting. At this time, the woman who looked up and listened to the painting said: "The dragon lies in the ink pool, and the pen spring and autumn have already got three flavors."

The woman listened to Ouyang in the flying praise, could not help but smile slightly, watching Ouyang Yufei, pointing to the side of the Qinglong lying ink pool, two golden color, a pink-purple peony said: "The two strains how is it?"

Ouyang Yu Fei’s hand, and smiled slightly: “The two plants are golden colors...”

The sound is not big, but the sound that spreads far away, and the handsome men and women who play around the scenery in the spring and evening are attracted.

Not much work, Ouyang Yufei and the woman are surrounded by people.

The people around are still gathering more and more.

Haoyue stood in the crowd and listened, Ouyang was full of mouthfuls of Yao Huang, what drunken and expensive, and what is the royal yellow, dumped on the surface, but actually did not listen to it.

How many varieties of peony flowers are rare, she does not understand at all, there is no such thing in her world, and there is no such thing as leisurely rewarding flowers, this is just something that people with leisure have done.

Listening to Ouyang Yufei's high talk in his ears, watching more and more people gather in the eyes, the moon began to slowly and quietly receded.