Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

It was just past noon on this day, Simeng and Mu Zili finally bid farewell to Gongbo Longhai, left Xuanyang City, and hurried all the way to Phoenix Mountain in the southwest direction.

Just because Yifeng and the others fought the centipede spirit in Phoenix Mountain a few months ago, perhaps there is still the aura of him and Caixi in that mountain, so it may not be possible to find them.

It was just that they left Xuanyang City. Sima Luocheng of Chaoyang Palace had already received the news, and he was staring at the pile of bamboo slips on the table with frowned eyes.

They left without even saying hello to him.

Although he had bid farewell to him before, but after all, his best friend, who had experienced life and death together, did not even let him have a chance to say goodbye.

Just go.

If he hadn't made arrangements at the city gate, he might not even know when they left.

Even though he chose the best horses and the best shadow guards, he couldn't follow them. It was only a hundred miles away from Xuanyang City, and there was no trace of them.

When the two lost shadow guards returned to report to the palace just now, he was so angry that he almost chopped them off with his sword.

But he finally held back, he is a wise king, and he should not get angry easily.

Everyone in the world knows that under his rule, Yun Kingdom has only slightly restored its former prosperity, and he must not let himself lose his mind just because of a woman.

Maybe one day, he will find a way to make her come back willingly.

The maid serving tea at the table suddenly saw a cold smile flashing across Jun's face, and she was so startled that her hand holding the teapot trembled suddenly, and after hearing a "jingle", the teapot fell to pieces.

"Damn the little one! Damn the little one! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!" The maid trembled in fright, knelt down in front of the table, and the sound of kowtowing alarmed the guards on duty outside the hall.

After a long time, I finally heard Jun Shang's cold voice, "Get up! Clean it up!"

The maid couldn't believe her ears, slowly straightened up, and secretly raised her eyes to look, only to find that the hall was already empty.

When Simeng and Mu Zili arrived at Phoenix Mountain, it was Maoshi the next day.

Because they were worried about Yifeng and Caixi's injuries, they did not dare to delay for a moment during their journey, when they reached the foot of Fenghuang Mountain, Simeng finally showed fatigue and signaled to Mu Zili that she needed to rest.

She lazily leaned against the tree to rest, and vaguely heard the sound of running water coming from her ears, and then she felt parched and extremely thirsty. Zi Li had already handed over the bamboo tube that he carried with him.

Simeng took the bamboo tube, looked up and took a big gulp.

When she was holding the bamboo tube and looking at the dense forest in front of her in a daze, she suddenly felt a warm feeling around her waist sweeping her whole body.

Looking down, Mu Zili's long and slender fingers were caressing her waist, a stream of pure spirit hidden between his fingers was slowly pouring into her body, not only was she overjoyed, she brushed him away with a smile. He held his hand in the palm of his hand, and said: "Although your spiritual power has recovered a lot, you don't have to waste it on me."

Mu Zili nodded, took her hand and stood up, but his eyes suddenly sank, hugged Bianmeng by his waist and jumped up, condensed in the air, lowered his head and looked coldly at the position they were in just now.

Shicai was clearly a camphor tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, but in the blink of an eye, the dead leaves fell to the ground, and even the seemingly thick trunk began to split from the inside. It's like a spell, which makes people have a splitting headache.

Mu Zili's spiritual power was profound, so he was naturally not afraid, but Xiangmeng in his arms had already blushed, with his hands tightly pressed to his ears, he looked up at him in surprise.

Before Li Meng could open his mouth, the camphor tree split open completely, and a huge centipede sprang out from the crack, heading towards the two of them with its bloody mouth open.

At this moment, misty water mist suddenly rose in the forest, and in the mist, a light blue figure could be seen embracing the purple-clothed woman in her arms and leaping into the air, already three zhang away.

The morning light on a spring day diffused into the forest through the water mist, and with this ray of morning light, they finally saw clearly that it was the centipede that had fought fiercely with Yifeng on Phoenix Mountain just now.

Most of his centipedes have been destroyed, and now he is just like a toothless tiger, long gone from the domineering spirit of the past.

Since he was defeated by that phoenix a few months ago, he almost lost half his life, not to mention all the claws that he had practiced for many years, and now even the little monster of Phoenix Mountain often bullies him.

Although he was angry in his heart, he was really powerless to resist, so he had to hide in the nest, wait for the rabbits, and occasionally eat some small animals with no cultivation level to make a living.

Just now seeing them resting outside his lair, he wanted to take the opportunity to swallow them as food.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not an ordinary little demon, with profound spiritual power, and his cultivation base was unknown how much higher than him.

There is a saying in the world: those who know current affairs are brilliant.

Right now, he is by no means their opponent, so he had no choice but to give in, showing his human form, and knelt down with his legs bent, "Great Immortal, spare me! Spare me! The little one definitely didn't intend to sneak attack, but he hadn't eaten for half a month, and lost his mind due to hunger. I offended you two just now! I also ask the two great immortals to hold your hands high, and don't care about the little ones!"

As he talked and cried, his ugly face became even more distorted, causing Rumeng's stomach to churn, and remembering that he was the one who seriously injured Yifeng and Caixi that night, anger rose in his heart, and he resisted the urge to vomit , staring at the centipede spirit under his feet, and said: "You are wise! If you want to survive, answer our questions carefully! If there is even half a lie, I will ask my brother to tear your skin and body into pieces!"

Like Meng looked at him viciously, a piercing purple light flashed in his eyes, and the centipede was so frightened that he immediately collapsed on the ground, and after a long while, he clasped his fists and kowtowed tremblingly and said: "I understand! Thank you, Daxian for not killing me! Feel free to ask, the little ones will know everything! Never dare to say anything false!"

Seeing that he was scared to death, Li Meng didn't seem to want to be fake, but just remembered that he had attacked Yifeng and the others so viciously at that time, and now although most of his real body was destroyed, he was still a cunning and vicious monster.

Thinking about it, he raised his eyes to look at Mu Zili, Mu Zili waved the folding fan in his hand, countless branches passed by in front of his eyes, and suddenly rushed towards the centipede spirit.

But in a short while, the centipede spirit was unable to move and was tightly wrapped by the tree vines. Only a pair of triangular eyes filled with tears looked at the two people in front of him, and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Great Immortal, spare your life! Spare me! The little one will never die!" Dare to be malicious again, never dare!"

Even though he shouted loudly, the vines wrapped around him by Mu Zili never faded away. On the contrary, as he shouted vigorously, those vines kept squeezing into his body, every time he exerted himself, every time he breathed, They all seemed to crush him.