Acceptance of the Heavens Begins with the Devil Fruit Tree

Dressed in the most gorgeous costumes, painted with the most exquisite makeup, and riding in a float drawn by a horse drawn during the day, Amir, on behalf of the royal family, cruised the entire Karpas city and shared the joy with the people. This has been the tradition of the royal family of Bansane. During the Hundred Flowers Festival, there will be members of the royal family who will take a float parade, but this time it is Amir's turn.

Of course, as a member of the royal family, Amir clearly knows that the parade is traditional on the surface, and the pursuit is to have fun with the people, but in fact this is a witchcraft ritual of offering gifts, but there has been no response.

With a smile on his face, Amir is enjoying the cheers of the people on behalf of the Bansaien family. Over the years, the overall environment of the Sutilt Kingdom is stable and the people's living standards are relatively good, especially after the Ten Years War in other countries. This is so, and it is precisely because of this that at this moment the people around are cheering for their monarch from the heart.

Listening to such cheers and feeling the joy of everyone, the smile on Amir's face became softer, and at the same time, her inner thoughts became more and more determined. At a certain moment, deep in her heart, she expressed the most sincere Shouts.

"Fate, please guide me."

Sincerely and sincerely, the voice of Amir's soul sounded quietly, echoing in the depths of the world, that is, at this time, in an unknown place, a whole body is mottled, the inside is spherical, and the outside is covered with three layers of rings, as if The patina wheel turned quietly.

Woo, a new eye of the storm is formed above the sea. Before you know it, a storm swept the coast, and then its aftermath passed over the forest, over the mountains, over the valleys, and over the plains, and finally came to Karpas. At this time, the violent storm has turned into a gentle breeze.

Phew, the breeze blows, wrinkles the pool water, disturbs the treetops, and blows up the rain of flowers all over the sky.

The petals fell off and were blown by the breeze, and the whole Kappas was enveloped by the rain of flowers in an instant, like a dream. At this moment, people were amazed and cheered, that is, at this moment, a bright red, gorgeous rose petal Passing through the crowd under the breeze, passing through the gauze tent of the float, dangling into Amir's palm.

There was peace in the broken golden eyes, and a turbulent river was faintly reflected. Looking at the rose petals falling in his hands, Amir slowly closed his palms.

The petals melted in Amir's palm, as if water droplets merged into the sea, leaving no trace, that is, at this moment cheers, exclamations, and noises have moved away from Amir.

Huh, let out a sigh of relief, condensed all the thoughts in my heart, lifted the skirt, and Amir walked out of the float.

The sun was shining but not dazzling, and when the veil was opened, a sea of ​​flowers appeared in front of Amir. At a glance, he couldn't see the edge. There were roses, roses, and jasmine flowers. The varieties were different. There are tens of thousands of flowers from all over the world. It seems that flowers from all over the world can find their shadows. They can be charming or elegant, each with its own splendor. The most important thing is that each flower is rippling with gentle aura, which makes people intoxicated.

Gorgeous butterflies and hardworking bees shuttle in the sea of ​​flowers, complementing the sea of ​​flowers, adding a touch of freshness to the beauty, allowing this beautiful sea of ​​flowers to move from the picture scroll to the three-dimensional.

"The legendary country of flowers, the fairy garden Mistal."

The gentle wind blew by with the fragrance of flowers passing by, looking at this magical place, the thoughts in Amir's heart turned. Mistal is the legendary strange place, and the first flower of the Boya World is here. Blooming. Rumor has it that this is the source of flowers. If you divide the types of flowers in this world into one hundred, then 99% of the flowers can be found here.

Of course, although there are legends about Mistal in the Great World of Liberal Arts a long time ago, few people know the true location of Mistal. The only thing that is certain is that Mistal does not exist in the material world. But like the kingdom of the gods, it exists on another level of the world.

"Kiligulu..." (There are monsters, run!)

The arrival of Amir attracted the attention of the flower fairy of Mystal. He didn't run far, but secretly followed Amir.

"Ah, what is this, so ugly."

"Well, I know, I know, she is a legendary human, and my grandma told me when she told me the story."

A low voice of discussion sounded, hiding between the flowers and leaves, and a few flower fairies secretly looked at Amir, and there was a curiosity that could not be concealed in the bright big eyes.

"This is a human being, it's so big, there are hundreds of quack big."

"Not only big but ugly."

"Yes, I also feel ugly. Nini is the most beautiful, and I like you the most."

There was a lot of discussion. Looking at Amir, who stood there without any action, the flower fairies had a lot of courage, and many of those who had fled before turned back, gathering more and more.

Sweeping his gaze, the figure of the flower fairies was clearly reflected in his pupils, and even after hearing their words, Amir didn't move and didn't care.

Lifting the skirt and stepping off the float, the invisible power permeated, dividing the sea of ​​blossoms, without harming any plants, ignoring the curious onlookers of flower fairies, following the guidance of the underworld, Amir walked towards the depths of the sea of ​​flowers .

After walking through the four seasons, I don't know how long I have been walking. It seems that I have gone a long way, and seem to have been walking in place. Amir has come to a barren land, where there are no flowers and plants that are rare.

"Great king of fairies, dragon emperor Yulin Borges, Amir Bensien asks you to see you."

Amir’s crisp voice echoed over the wasteland, spreading far, far away, but never received a response~www.readwn.com~ Silently waiting, at a certain moment, Amir raised his head and took out one from the void Seeds of plants.

The seed is not big, only the size of a thumb, and the whole body is gray and white. It has been petrified and has completely lost its vitality.

The lines of the rose flower appeared on Amir's delicate face, and the pure blood of Ben Sien automatically condensed and turned into blood and poured on the gray seeds.

The epidermis cracked, the gray color faded, rooting, and sprouting. On the wasteland, a rose flower quickly spit out its branches and stamens.

The flowers bloom, the whole body is golden, and the brilliance illuminates the entire wasteland, and the golden, supreme and noble, like the king among the flowers, is at this time, an inexplicable sigh is in the depths of the wasteland. Sounded.

The emerald green grass buds protruded from the wasteland, and quickly put on a coat of the wasteland like magic, and then the flowers bloomed, surrounded by the golden rose, forming a picture of flowers together.

"Little Ben Sien, how did you find this place?"

The petals gathered, and a beauty with pure gold eyes and long green hair walked out of the sea of ​​flowers and came to Amir's face.

The long skirt is mopping the floor, and the skirt is dotted with flowers, as if weaving a world of flowers, the skin is like snow, and everything is beautiful. If Amiya’s beauty is a kind of cold beauty, you can look at it from a distance. Then the beauty of this green-haired beauty is gorgeous, just like a peony in full bloom, overwhelmingly beautiful.

"Amir Bensien has seen Jurine Borges crowned."

Lowering his gaze and bending over, Amir gave a standard lady's gift.

"It was destiny that led me to find you."

Standing up, looking directly at Julien Borges, Amir answered.

Hearing this answer, Julien Borges' heart throbbed for a moment.