Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

In this way, he finally had to give up, lowered his head obediently, and waited for their questions.

"Where are the butterfly monsters and birds that fought with you here a few days ago?" Mu Zili waved the folding fan in his hand, and the vines pressing on him squeezed inward again, causing him to grin his teeth in pain. Shout out.

"Cough...cough..." Probably because it was really painful, Centipede Jing coughed up a few mouthfuls of black liquid, and finally raised his head and said: "The little one doesn't know! The little one really doesn't know!"

Simeng thought that he was trying to be perfunctory, stepped forward and kicked him hard on the chest, and shouted sharply: "You should think carefully! You really don't know anything? If I find out that you are lying, I will immediately kick you The fire burned your real body!"

Hearing the words, the centipede spirit suddenly remembered that night when he fought against the butterfly demon, he clearly had the upper hand, and could take his essence, but suddenly a phoenix bird appeared from nowhere, and the flames filled the sky and burned him into the half-human he is now The appearance of a half-demon.

Therefore, when Meng Meng talked about burning his real body, he suddenly panicked. With a little force, he rolled to the side, crying and shouting: "Miss, calm down! Calm down! I said, I just said it, don't set fire to me..."

Bimeng glared at him impatiently, signaling to speak quickly.

"That night was the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the energy was very strong. I wanted to take advantage of the full moon to swallow the essence of the bird and the butterfly demon, so as to increase my cultivation." He said unconsciously Sneaking a peek at Mengmeng and Mu Zili, for fear that they would urge him to torture him again, seeing their cold expressions, he could only continue to say: "That butterfly demon's cultivation level is comparable to mine, but he almost died to save the bird. Under my claws, but then a phoenix bird came from nowhere and seriously injured me, and when I woke up, they were gone."

"So, you really don't know where they went?" When Mu Zili's clear voice sounded, Centipede shivered for no reason.

"This..." He lowered his head and thought for a while, and then said: "It seems that when I was dazed by the flames of the phoenix bird, I saw the phoenix bird flying westward with the butterfly demon in its mouth. But... I can't be sure, my whole body was almost burnt at the time, and I really didn't have time to care about where they went. Daxian, spare me, that's all I know, and I have nothing to hide. Please, Daxian, look into it!"

Like Meng looked at him suspiciously, then raised her eyes to look at Mu Zili, after Mu Zili nodded slightly, she believed him.

"Wood, to the west is the direction of Yushan Mountain? Could it be that they returned to Caesar?" Xiangmeng said in a daze, only hoping that they really returned to Caesar. Get off those villagers.

Now Yifeng and Caixi are seriously injured, if they can return to Nishizawa Valley, they will definitely be fine.

Mu Zili didn't say a word, just raised his eyes and looked towards the west. From now on, about three hundred miles to the west, he can reach Yushan territory. When Yifeng was collecting medicine in Yushan, he was seriously injured by Que Hentian, and fortunately he was rescued by Caixi who was passing by Caesar, although Yifeng didn't mention the location of Caesar after he came back, but based on this, it is estimated that Yushan is not very far from Caesar.

"Meng'er, according to what this centipede said, they were injured in the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. From this point of view, they should have arrived at Nishizawa safely, so Yifeng notified you and me through Bodhi voice transmission. It's just..." He felt a little uneasy in his heart, always feeling that things were not as simple as he imagined.

"Don't worry about it so much, now I know that the most likely place for them to go is Caesar, let's go to Caesar to find them." Si Meng grabbed Mu Zili's hand, and was about to leave in the wind, completely forgetting Among the grass was a centipede that was tightly bound by vines and could hardly breathe.

"Great... Immortal... wait a minute! Please... Great... Great Immortal... please do me a favor, let... let me go!" The centipede spirit was hoarse and broken, barely able to make a sentence.

It's good if he doesn't speak, it's like dreaming that they were going to leave, when they are far away from Phoenix Mountain, the vines on his body will be untied.

But his begging for mercy reminded Simeng that Yifeng and Caixi had been hurt by him, and the anger in his heart was still lingering, and at this moment, the condensed seal was about to split off his face.

If it wasn't for Mu Zili who raised his sleeves to stop him, it would have been that Meng's spiritual power was weaker, but this palm concentrated a lot of strength, I'm afraid the centipede in front of him would have died already.

Surprised that he had escaped, the centipede shut up in fright, looked up at them fixedly, and dared not say any more words to beg for mercy.

Just when he thought he had finally escaped this difficulty, he heard the deep voice of the man in green shirt say: "The tree vines on your body are formed by the breath of the wood spirit on Phoenix Mountain. How did you treat all things in this mountain in the past? They know everything well. Your life and death are determined by them. If they let you live, you can live. If they let you die, there is nothing I can do."

As soon as the words fell, the centipede spirit felt the shadows of the trees whirling in front of her eyes, her breathing became more and more difficult, her vision began to blur, and a faint woody fragrance wafted in the air with the wind.

Simeng and Mu Zili traveled westward for half a day, but they did not find any trace of Yushan Mountain. The places they passed along the way were less and less flowers and trees, and most of them were barren mountains and fields, with few people.

It wasn't until dusk that their eyes finally opened up.

Like a dream raised his sleeves to cover the sweltering sunset, looking at the golden desert beyond the horizon, his heart was pounding.

After a long while, I looked up at Mu Zili, "Wu Mu, are we lost? Why have we walked for so long without a single person? I felt strange about the bare mountains before, but now the endless desert is even more disturbing." I'm confused. Could it be that Nishizawa Valley is hidden in the sea of ​​sand?" Although she knew she shouldn't doubt the wood spirit's ability to recognize the way, she must know that his senses are more sensitive than others, and he would never lead her to the wrong place in broad daylight. Got it.

But the fact was right in front of her eyes, and she had to wonder whether this piece of broken wood had been in the human world for a long time, and its soul had been corroded by the filth of the world, so it was so abnormal.

Or maybe the Nishizawa Valley was really hidden in this boundless desert as she thought.

Mu Zili looked slightly stagnant, they did not get lost all the way west, but logically they should have arrived near Yushan.

But according to the current situation, they didn't know when they had passed Yushan, but they didn't realize it.

"Meng'er, be careful. We may have stepped into an illusion." Mu Zili suddenly embraced her behind him, raised his eyes and looked around cautiously.

Ever since Yifeng was injured by Que Hentian, he has been vigilant almost [-] hours a day, for fear that something might happen to Meng'er.

But everything in front of him was so real that even he couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality.

The surroundings are silent, except for the yellow sand in the sky and the sun that is about to set, there is nothing else.