Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

After a while, Yin Ze sternly said: "Hmph! Do you think you are still qualified to negotiate terms with me now? If it weren't for your special status, you would have already been executed for the crime of feigning surrender and assassinating my son. If you If you really want that butterfly demon to live, you should obediently surrender your tears, otherwise... Huh! The Gu beasts in my Yinxuan Formation are not vegetarians! It's better to die than to live as a demon!"

Hearing the words like a dream, her heart felt cold, now she is the fish on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered, how can she negotiate any terms with him?

But although she felt the pain was unbearable, her eyes were also sore and swollen, she reluctantly raised her hand to gently touch the dry corners of her eyes, but no tears fell.

Knowing that Yinze is not simply threatening her with a few words, worrying that Yifeng will suffer, but even though she is burning with anxiety, she has no choice but to shed no tears.

"Military master calm down! Calm down! Give me some more time! I'll try again..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt that the white mist in front of her eyes gradually dissipated, and she saw a red light shining in the distance in a haze, and then it went dark again for a moment. A dry and thin face was hidden.

She couldn't help rubbing her eyes, and moved her body back, but when she looked up again, she saw a pair of dark abyss-like eyes staring at her firmly on the face that covered the entire sky.

The corners of the wrinkled mouth were pulled slightly, revealing yellow and sharp teeth, and a voice like a dying bell reached her ears, "If you can't cry, I have plenty of ways to help you! But, I don't know my Gu Can the beasts wait that long? They haven't eaten for several months since they accompanied me on an expedition to Yunguo. I think that butterfly demon is really in good shape..."

His voice became farther and farther away, and the face that was close at hand gradually moved away, but his dreamlike heart fell into the bottomless abyss step by step...

"Ah!!!!" She screamed hysterically, wanting to shed the tears that could save Yifeng, but her voice was heard in Yinze, but it was as weak as a leaf in the wind.

In the dark red tent, there is a wooden sculpture in the center, surrounded by hundreds of green lotus oil lamps. The lamp oil is made without knowing how, and the whole tent is filled with a strong smell of blood.

Kneeling on the soft cushion under the wood carving was a short old man in red shirt. He was clasping his hands together, muttering words, and his eyes were fixed on a glazed jar next to the wood carving.

The glazed jar was only the size of a palm, but a white shadow could be vaguely seen flickering in it.

After a while, the old man's eyes froze, and his wide sleeve brushed the top of the glazed jar, and a broken and hoarse voice shouted: "Yinze, you old man! If you dare to hurt my senior brother, I will never die!" Let you have my tears!"

When she yelled, Yinze really stopped what she was doing, retracted her wide sleeves, and stood up slowly. When she turned to leave, she left a sentence: "I will only give you three days, if you can't pay after three days If you shed tears, I will send you to Huangquan with that butterfly demon!"

In the snow region of Qi State, the snow is falling heavily, and it is freezing cold.

In a cave deep in the snowy area, it is as warm as spring, with shades of green trees and many peach blossoms blowing in the wind.

Slowly, the woody fragrance lingered. Inside the cave, a burly black figure sat leaning against the wall, his thick eyebrows were tightly frowned, his slender eyes were slightly closed, as if he was enduring great pain, his cheeks were flushed, and his forehead and temples were dark. It's dense beads of sweat.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, let out a low shout, and slapped his palm on the stone wall heavily, causing the surrounding leaves to fall, and the peach blossoms that were originally blooming all turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

"Mu Zili! You're cruel!" His eyes darkened for a moment, he closed them weakly, and gasped for breath.

He has been trapped here for several months by Mu Zili's consonance technique. In order to force him out, he even did not hesitate to injure himself with the fire of the underworld. Ken left, every time he breathed, every time he got lucky, he had to bear great pain.

They hadn't fought for a few days, but just now he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, which was really unbearable, and he was forced to use the Xuanming Fire again, but in the end, both sides were hurt, every point that hurt the wood spirit, he hurt himself.

In fact, Mu Zili had no choice but to use the spiritual power of his whole body to cast the consonance technique to trap his heart veins, otherwise, in the bone desert that day, Xiangmeng might have been taken away by him.

But he suffers from lovesickness day and night, and he has to do his best to stop Que Hentian from going to find Simeng, even if he persists for several months, he will be exhausted.

Just then, he received the voice transmission of Bodhi from Yifeng, the words were fragmented, but he probably understood that it was Meng'er who was in trouble with him.

He immediately wanted to capture Que Hentian in one fell swoop, but he found out by luck that the instantly withered leaves in the cave were a symbol of his gradual exhaustion of spiritual power.

Even the peach blossoms he transformed with Bodhi leaves were turned into ashes by Que Hentian's palm just now.

But it seems like a dream is difficult, he can't stay here for a moment, he must make a quick decision.

The moment Que Hentian gasped for breath, he had already left Que Hentian's heart.

It's just that Que Hentian's heart was damaged, and he didn't notice it for a while. When he noticed something different, the cave was already wrapped in the thick woody fragrance, and the blue shadow in front of him leaped into the air, and it was like a stormy sea rolled up between his sleeves. The wind rushed towards him.

There was only a desolate scream, and Que Hentian's tall body had left the ground, his wings fluttered behind his shoulders, and his eyes and eyebrows were full of anger.

"Mu Zili! You will die here today!"

He only heard a stern shout, and when his wings shook, even the entire depth of the snow region seemed to be roaring, making a sky-shattering rumble.

Mu Zili's heart was like a dream, he only wanted to solve the battle quickly, his moves were only attacking but not defending, he was fierce and seductive, and he never gave up.

Que Hentian was trapped by him for several months, his heart veins were damaged, and his spiritual power was not enough since he entered the human world. Just now he concentrated a lot of energy in that move. Although Que Hentian managed to escape, his wings were still seriously injured.

Seeing that he had the upper hand, Mu Zili still attacked fast and couldn't defend, but he was too impatient, but the thoughtful Que Hentian found a loophole, and risked exhaustion to activate the Xuanming Fire again, trying to put him to death.

He couldn't dodge in time, a ball of flames passed through his chest, his handsome face was instantly as white as snow, his black eyes were filled with unbearable pain, and the condensed air in his palm was still slashing towards Que Hentian.

There was only a muffled sound, and Que Hentian's body, which was suspended in the air, suddenly fell, his dark brown wings trembled slightly, and blood dripped into the dust along the wings.

For a moment, the cave was filled with flames, and the surrounding trees derived from the wood spirit's breath were swallowed by the flames. The cave, which was originally as warm as spring, suddenly fell into severe cold.

Both Mu Zili and Que Hentian knew very well that the result of their fight would be a loss for both of them.

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