Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

Yifeng naturally refused to let her go, but he didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only watch her jump into the fairy sedan chair, and the golden unicorns carrying the sedan chair all walked on the clouds, and disappeared into the clouds in the blink of an eye.

Let's say that since Simeng got the fairy sedan chair, she hasn't stopped asking Yin'er who is accompanying her for a moment, which only makes Yin'er burnt out and doesn't know what to do.

As soon as she sat down, she grabbed Yin'er's wrist and asked, "Yin'er, how old are you?"

Yin'er didn't know the difference, so she just smiled and replied: "As for Miss Huimeng, the younger one is 910 six years old this year."

At Yin'er's age, she was nothing more than a little demon who had just grown up.

But Simeng said unreservedly: "Wow! You are so old? Then why are you still dressed like a little girl? Could it be that even goblins are fashionable to pretend to be young?"

Yuan can't blame it like a dream, she was sleeping in the clouds before, but she was woken up by Yin'er and the others, so she was naturally displeased, but at this time she just deliberately teased them with words.

If it weren't for the sake of those cute beasts, unicorns, no matter how these little monsters begged her, she would never go to Yunshui Palace for an appointment.

The tone of a word said, her pretty face turned white and green, and she didn't make a sound for a long time.

In the past, when Yin'er was working in Yunshui Palace, she always heard the Lord's personal maids talk about this purple jade butterfly, saying how beautiful and noble she is, no matter how attentive the Lord is, she always looks like she refuses others look.

But when I saw her today, I didn't see how noble she was, but her words and deeds were quite different from those flower demon ladies in the palace.With her ability to harm others, even the dozens of wives in the palace may not be her match.

Yin'er secretly thought about the horror of Simeng, and the body that was sitting next to Simeng unconsciously moved to the side.

Simeng noticed her strangeness, and still kept smiling, pretending not to know: "Yin'er, how old is your lord? Shouldn't he be as old as you?"

Hearing this, Yin'er was already trembling in shock, begging in a trembling voice: "Miss Meng, let's rest for a while! Your lord... Your lord, how old are young people who dare to talk about his old man in private! Please also, Miss Meng Be careful!"

"Tsk tsk... Judging from your current reaction, your lord will not be young anymore! There must be eight thousand instead of ten thousand, isn't it?" Si Meng tilted her head and played with the broken hair scattered around her waist, He looked at the pale Yin'er with mockery in his eyes.

Hearing what she said, Yin'er's trembling body became even more trembling, and her voice was already too low to be heard, "Miss Meng! You'd better take a break! Don't bother the little ones!" After speaking, Yin'er was gone. He exited the sedan chair respectfully.

"Oh! No fun! Girl, I was woken up by you early in the morning, and now I am forced to go on a date with an old monster. How can I rest?" Si Meng lazily leaned against the window, looking out of the window helplessly, misty mist , everything is unreal, like a dream.

Only suddenly, the temperature outside seemed to become unusually high, and there was a faint fire shining through the clouds and mist.

Like a dream, he leaned out half of his body curiously, looked towards the red light, and saw a burning island standing in the mist that could not be seen, and magma overflowed from the mountain top in the center of the island from time to time .

When I took a closer look, I found that only the north of the island was surrounded by flames, while the south was covered with trees and densely covered with flowers and grass. It seemed that there were silver-white houses built against the water.

While Xiangmeng was still curious about the magic of this island, Jin Qilin had already pressed down on the cloud head and stopped the fairy sedan chair firmly.

Yin'er raised the gauze curtain from the outside, and said respectfully: "Please, Miss Meng! Yunshui Palace has arrived!"

Rumeng lifted her feet out of the fairy sedan chair, straightened her back, looked sideways, and saw the silver-white palace in front of her eyes emitting dazzling brilliance under the refraction of the sun, she couldn't help raising her sleeves to slightly cover her eyes .Secretly amazed in his heart, what Yifeng said was indeed true, the Yunshui Palace was really built on the floating clouds and flowing water, among the misty clouds and mists.

Like Meng followed Yin'er's footsteps and walked slowly.

But after walking less than ten steps, they saw thousands of steps waiting for them in front of them. At this moment, Xiangmeng felt that his legs were a little sore, so he grabbed Yin'er and said, "Yin'er, why didn't you let Qilin Did the beast send us directly in? How long do you have to climb such a high ladder? Are you sure that this girl can catch up with your lord's dinner?"

After hearing her question, the maid beside her covered her mouth and snickered without saying a word.

Yin'er disregarded the past, and patiently explained: "Miss Meng, what you see is just a phantom. These stairs are just illusory, and walking is no different from flat ground. The Lord is waiting for you in Xiyu Pavilion, girl, please follow me bring it on!"

sweat!phantom?The elders of the demon world are all perverts. Even building a palace is different from others. Who are you trying to fool with these phantoms?

Like Meng vented his dissatisfaction in his heart, but he walked like walking on the ground.

A gust of wind passed by leisurely, and a faint fragrance was introduced into the nose from the wind, like a dream swallowed a mouthful of saliva, it smells so fragrant.