After leaving the city lord's mansion without any danger, Ye Xiong breathed a sigh of relief.

This time he entered the city lord's mansion and got nothing, only a pot of purple roses, which made him very frustrated.

However, seeing that Mr. Wen and his wife were so loving, he couldn't help but think about his woman.

The whereabouts of Youming are unknown, and he can no longer see Xinyi and the others in the realm. He is alone in the realm of divineness. The bitter taste is really bad.

After going out, he saw Zhao Lizhen at a glance, and she was still waiting for him in dissipation.

Looking at this woman, Ye Xiong suddenly felt that she was pitiful.

Like a walking corpse, enslaved by Isa and becoming her tool for murder. He even doubted whether she had a true friend in her life or had she truly loved a man.

"What are you looking at? A traitor." Zhao Lizhen cursed.

"Even if I miss you, I won't miss you. I'm better than you." Ye Xiong said.

Although Zhao Lizhen didn't know what a doll was, she thought it wouldn't be a good thing.

Although she was curious, she did not ask.

In the next two days, Ye Xiong did nothing and was waiting for the time to come.

Finally, it was time to make an appointment to hand over the flower pot.

That morning, Ye Xiong just woke up and stretched his waist and found that Zhao Lizhen was sitting on the roof tiles with the sword-leaf clover beside him. He looked proud in his eyes, obviously saying, "Look at how you pass the assessment today."

Ye Xiong grinned and took out the pot of purple rose from the bracelet space under her nose.

Zhao Lizhen was stunned, but soon she understood and said, "I want to change the bag, is it possible? You don't even look at whose flowerpot belongs to."

She didn't believe that Ye Xiong would save Zi Rose.

"Who has transferred the package? I still said you were naughty!" Ye Xiong snorted coldly.

Even if he makes a fool of himself, he can't lose now.

"I'll see, how did you get discovered and make a fool of yourself." Zhao Lizhen picked up his sword leaf clover.

Ye Xiong was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he turned into a stream of light and landed at the gate of the city lord's mansion.

At this time, many people had gathered at the gate of the city lord's mansion. Most of them were dejected and holding an empty pot in their hands. It was obvious that the flowers were dead.

Some of them still carry flowers.

There are actually more than a dozen people holding fresh flowers in their hands, I don’t know whether it is true or false.

"Everyone who has not raised the flowers will get out. I really don't know if you don't even raise the flowers, so what kind of face do you have to come here."

After Du Yufeng came out, the first sentence said this.

Those who had been raised to death all left dejectedly and had no choice but to leave.

During this screening, only a dozen people holding live flowers in their hands were left at the scene, including Ye Xiong and Zhao Lizhen.

"Bring the flower pots, line up and come one by one to let Mr. Wen identify the authenticity of the flowers." Du Yufeng said again.

A group of thirteen people lined up and walked into the hall inside.

At this time, an old man stood in the hall, who was so old that he looked like he was about to die.

My eyes were deeply sunk, and my face was like bark. Who wasn't Mr. Wen?

"Old Wen, I have brought all the flower pots, take a look." Du Yufeng said.

Old Wen nodded and made a move to the first person.

The first person walked over tremblingly, looking at Mr. Wen from time to time. With Ye Xiong's wise eyes, he could tell at a glance that he was guilty.

"Do you think you can hide it by finding two similar flowers and cultivating them to 70% or 80% similar?" Old Wen snorted coldly and said, "One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi. There are no two identical petals in this world, let alone a whole flower."

"Get out!" Du Yufeng roared.

The monk was startled and rolled away.

"Who else wants to deceive Mr. Wen with fakes? Get out of here. If Mr. Wen finds out again, don't blame me for being rude." Du Yufeng glared and roared: "Mr. Wen has been a gardener in the City Lord's Mansion for 30,000 years. He is here before I was born. He knows every flower in the garden. If you want to hide it from him, it is absolutely impossible. Dreaming."

Everyone around was shocked.

What is the concept of 30,000 years?

That is the life span of the fusion realm!

Moreover, he was just a gardener for 30,000 years. When his bone age was not counted before, such a life span was calculated, he was a real cultivator in the fusion realm!

Ye Xiong looked at Old Wen in shock, thinking that the old man was still hidden and didn't know how far his cultivation reached.

Hurry!

Everyone around them took the initiative to withdraw, knowing that they would definitely be discovered.

In the end, only Ye Xiong, Zhao Lizhen, and a man in blue were left.

"Next." Old Wen shouted.

The man in blue walked up, came to Mr. Wen, and handed over a needle leaf pine in his hand.

Veteran Wen took the bonsai, took a look, and said coldly: "Use the ice magic to freeze the bonsai. What I want is people who can cure flower poison, not perfunctory people. Doing this is just a treatment of symptoms but not a root cause."

"Ms. Du just said that you can bring the flower pot, but you didn't say you want to detoxify! You are not able to detoxify the flower poison in this world. Didn't you deliberately make things difficult?" The man in blue said unwillingly.

"Who said no one can solve it? How can she solve the woman behind you?" Old Wen said angrily.

"If you don't have the ability, get out of here and don't talk nonsense." Zhao Lizhen shouted.

"I don't believe it. I thought of countless ways but couldn't solve it. How could you solve it?" The man in blue said unwillingly.

"You're really annoyed."

Zhao Lizhen pushed him away, walked over, and handed over the sword leaf clover in her hand.

Mr. Wen took it, took a closer look, and his eyes fell to Zhao Lizhen again, and said, "Miss's methods really amazed me."

"I can't defeat me if I just kill the deep poison." Zhao Lizhen said lightly.

"Miss, you've passed."

Old Wen nodded, his face was plain, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with Zhao Lizhen's attitude.

As a disciple of Isa, it is normal to have a noble status and arrogance.

"It's your turn, why are you still standing there? Going up." Du Yufeng's eyes fell on Ye Xiong.

In fact, she had been paying attention to Ye Xiong, as one of the top geniuses in the divine world, and was repeatedly offended by the God Empire. From the first meeting, she remembered him. She wanted to see if he could pass the assessment.

Ye Xiong was a little hesitant, but after a moment, he resolutely handed over the flower pot.

So what is true, so what is false, true, true, false, sometimes true, not necessarily better than false, sometimes false can be scattered.

Mr. Wen didn't reach out, and he knew at first glance that the flower was fake.

Not only fake, but also ridiculously fake.

Others will at least deal with it carefully when they commit fraud. They choose a similar bonsai, prune and transform it. They will just move it over.

Even the packaging is not modified.

Old Wen looked at him deeply and suddenly said, "You two have been hired."

The people around him looked confused, especially Zhao Lizhen, who was completely stunned and could not believe his ears.

"Old Wen, his bonsai is clearly fake. I could see it clearly at that time." Zhao Lizhen said anxiously.

If Ye Xiong could stay in Conch City, she wanted to kill him, but she didn't know what year or month to wait.

"I just like to hire him. Do you have any control?" Old Wen snorted coldly and turned around and left.

"Old Wen is right, do you have to worry about it?" Ye Xiong couldn't help but laugh...

Looking at Zhao Lizhen's aggrieved look, he couldn't say anything happy.
Chapter completed!