Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

Meng'er, his Meng'er, I hope that she has left the desert, and that the master has received his message and rushed to the world as soon as possible to bring her back to Wangyou, keeping her away from the world and the danger of leaving the country.

Recalling the look of Meng'er sleeping peacefully in his arms that night, he couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.He thought that with his power, he would be able to take her away from the chaos of the world, away from Cang Xuan's pursuit, give her a peaceful and happy life, and go to Wangyou to cultivate immortality together.

No, everything came too suddenly.

He originally thought that Que Hentian would never be the initiator of the desert, but he never thought that although the desert was not created by him, he has been hiding in the depths of the desert for a long time.

Presumably they would lose their way inexplicably, and walking into that desert was also done by him.

I just blame myself for being too careless, wanting to accompany Meng'er to find Yifeng, but forgetting that the danger has never been far away from them.

In order to prevent Que Hentian from getting close to Menger, he took off his human form and exerted all his spiritual power to enter Que Hentian's body when he was unprepared. Getting farther and farther away from them, but there is nothing to do.

But Que Hentian is the patriarch of Xuanniao, with profound spiritual power, if he hadn't been invisible, coming and going like the wind, he wouldn't have taken advantage of him to control his heart while he was performing the spell.

At the beginning, Que Hentian had nothing to do, but within two days he did not hesitate to injure himself with the fire of Xuanming, trying to force him out of his body.

But he was thinking of Meng'er in his heart, even if he was burned day and night by the fire of Xuanming, he never slacked off for a moment.

Fortunately, as time passed, Que Hentian's spiritual power was insufficient, and he only had one hour a day to deal with him, and the two of them remained silent most of the time.

It has been nearly three months since the stalemate in this snowy cave.

Yunguo, a secluded courtyard in Nancheng, Qingyang County.

Late at night, the waning moon is in the sky.

Suddenly the wind blew up, the shadows of the trees swayed, and a low voice came from the dark room, "Wood? Is that you? You're back?" The person on the couch sat up straight, staring at the window blown open by the wind. .

After a while, the wind gradually subsided, and everything returned to the calm of the day.

Wrapped in a light veil, Rumeng got off the bed and walked to the window, pushed the half-opened window outward, looked up at the shadow of the trees in the courtyard, and was in a daze.

Just now she clearly smelled the woody fragrance that only belonged to him, like bamboo or pine, light and long, which made her heart and lungs feel comfortable and inexplicably at ease.

But in the pitch-black night in front of him, apart from the waning moon above his head, and these few peach trees, where is his figure?

The unspeakable melancholy in my heart, I miss the time when I left the country for the first time, the three of them watched the moon among the clouds, and got drunk together until dawn, how happy it was!

But now things are different, and she is left alone in the world.

Ever since Mu Zili disappeared, she has been unable to fall asleep almost every night, often tossing and turning until dawn to close her eyes, and she is afraid that she will suffer from insomnia again tonight.

After thinking about it, he didn't want to go back to the couch to rest. Fortunately, he lay on the rattan chair under the window, staring at the night sky in a trance.

Suddenly, she saw a faint figure flashing past the window, followed by whispering voices, and heard the sound of chaotic footsteps getting closer. Stand against the wall.

"Dong dong dong", after a sudden loud knock on the door, a young woman's voice was heard saying: "Girl, Miss Meng?"

Simeng was slightly startled, and immediately realized that the voice was very familiar, it was Sima Luo City's personal guard Ye'er.

Before she could think about it, she opened the door, only to see Ye Er's hand holding the sword, his complexion slightly pale, leaning against the door frame, breathing rapidly.

"What's the matter? Come in!" Simeng was about to help her into the room, but saw that the originally dark courtyard was as bright as day at this moment, and more than a dozen burly guards stood neatly in two rows .

Sima Luocheng stood under the steps in front of her room, staring at her with frowns, and only after confirming that she was safe, he sighed slightly, turned around and whispered a few words to the guards, then turned and walked towards her.

She vaguely felt that something happened, and was about to speak, but found that Ye Er, who was standing beside her, had long since disappeared.

"Meng'er, are you alright?" Sima Luocheng put his hand on her shoulder, looking at her with complex emotions hidden in his eyes.

Simeng retreated and let him into the room, but brushed away his hand on her shoulder without a trace.

"In the middle of the night, which song did the elder brother sing?" Simeng looked at him with raised eyebrows and a smile, with a hint of teasing in her words.

Although she suffered from insomnia, she was not tired. The ups and downs these days had really exhausted her physically and mentally. She wanted to lean on the rattan chair to rest tonight, but she was woken up again before she could close her eyes.

The corners of Sima Luocheng's lips twitched slightly, his expression was a little stiff, he glanced out the window, and said, "There was an assassin breaking in just now, as long as Meng'er is safe."

assassin?Simeng was shocked, no wonder he always felt that tonight was a bit weird, the black shadow in front of the window was probably not his shadow guard.

What about him?Simeng looked up, only to realize that he was only wearing a thin long gown, and even though it was midsummer, it was still a bit chilly at night.

Fortunately, despite his thin clothes, his body didn't seem to be injured.

Simeng walked past him, gently closed the door behind him, looked at his back, and said, "Has the assassin been caught?"

Sima Luocheng turned around and sighed softly: "After two well-trained killers broke into my house, they mistook Ye'er who was lying on the couch for me. Everyone was alarmed during the fight. The person who came saw the incident and immediately killed himself without leaving any clues."

Simeng's heart tightened when he heard the words, Sima Luocheng's whereabouts have been revealed now, I am afraid that the other party will not give up easily, and will send someone again, their situation is very dangerous now.

"Brother, let's go back to Xuanyang overnight. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. According to my guess, the assassins tonight are probably the same group of assassins who assassinated the minister of punishment. It is not known whether the identity of the elder brother has been exposed, but one thing is certain, Anyone who wants to find out the food robbery case is their target." Si Meng said and walked to the door, ready to call the shadow guard to take him away.

But when she turned around, she felt that this matter was far from being as simple as she thought. From the corner of her eye, she happened to see a black shadow flashing across the opposite wall, and she suddenly realized that she raised her head to meet Sima Luocheng's eyes, only to see him pull him away. Passing her hand, the lights in the house were turned off with the flick of his sleeves, and the two stood close to the wall, holding their breath.

I saw a black shadow suddenly leaping into the room from the window, the long sword in his hand shone with a cold light in the dark night, and the light happened to fall on the pale face like a dream.

The black shadow was also startled, and immediately heard the killing intent coming, and Sima Luocheng's low voice came from his ears: "Meng'er, be careful!"