Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

I don't know how long it took before the deafening sound of war drums and fighting came from under the clouds. He looked down through the clouds and saw a big banner with the word "Xia" swaying in the wind on the high tower of Xizhou City. There were countless casualties among the soldiers, and most of them were soldiers defending the city of Yun, judging by their attire.

There are still rows of neat and orderly tents outside the city, and on the towers that are several feet high, there are also banners with the word "Xia" fluttering in the wind.

Although Mu Zili didn't know why Xia's army captured the Xizhou of Yunguo, his heart froze when he came down from the clouds. Why does the Xizhou City, which is filled with the flames of war, have the aura of Meng'er?

Could it be that she and Yifeng are trapped here?He flicked his sleeves and rubbed it in his bosom, wanting to find the bodhi leaf, but after touching it for a long time, he realized that the bodhi leaf had already been destroyed by Que Hentian's Xuanming fire.

Forget it, if you follow this breath, you will definitely find Meng'er.

He was wearing a light blue gown, and stood in mid-air with his hands behind his back and his eyebrows fixed. His clear and handsome eyes scanned the surroundings, but finally landed on a dark red round tent.

The round tent is very different from the military tents around it, not because of its color, but because it is surrounded by shadowless spells, which must have been deliberately set up by someone, perhaps the person he is looking for is imprisoned inside.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly fled away, and went towards Yufeng, but stopped a few feet away, staring blankly at the person in front of the tent.

Red robe and white hair, short body like a child, but a face that has gone through vicissitudes and is terribly aged.

I saw this man flicking his sleeves and reciting formulas in a low voice, the tent that was still in front of him disappeared like that.

Seeing the man looking ahead, showing a satisfied smile, he flicked his sleeves and headed for the golden-roofed tent in the northwest direction, before he slowly approached the place where the dark red tent should be.

With his cultivation base, it is not difficult to break the Shadowless Curse, but apart from the thick stench in the air, there is no smell of Meng'er.

Could it be that she is not here?Mu Zili hesitated for a moment and finally did not go in to check, but went to the golden-roofed tent where the person who cast the spell had gone.

In the golden-roofed tent, Yin Ze's short figure was standing next to Xia Houliang, with only those eyes on his withered face, which seemed to be able to penetrate everything in this world, and he was looking coldly at the person kneeling in front of him at the moment.

Like Xia Houliang, that man was only wearing a thin long robe, his open chest revealed white porcelain skin, and the scarlet mark on his collarbone made Yin Ze feel a chill.

Even though it was in front of the young master, he still couldn't hold back, spat at the man, and said: "Get lost!"

Xia Houliang just coughed in embarrassment, and the man had already scrambled away from the big tent.

After a long while, Yin Ze turned around and bowed respectfully to Xia Houliang, "My lord, even if you get the purple jade butterfly now, you need to take care of it all the time! The bodies of these lowly people will only stain the lord's body." Please don’t do this self-destructive thing again, Young Master!”

It is heard that the monarchs of the Xia Kingdom in the past all wanted the help of the Wu Clan to seize the throne of Kyushu, and now that Xia Houliang has Yinze to help him, it is undoubtedly like a tiger with wings added.

Yinze is Xia Houliang's military adviser in name, but in fact he is more like Xia Houliang's mentor, always urging and motivating him to reach the peak of power.

However, he loves Longyang, enjoys with men every day, and knows no restraint.

Now he is only in his early twenties, but his body is already as old as an old man, waiting to be exhausted. If Yin Ze hadn't been using Gu beasts for him to transfer to Yang Qi for these years, he would have become like Yin Ze, withered and withered.

Xia Houliang had always been arrogant, but he respected Yin Ze very much. Hearing what he said now, he knew that he had good intentions for himself. Seeing that the person who served him had gone away, he hurriedly waved his sleeves and said: "What the military teacher said Really! Really!"

After Yinze took his seat, seeing his expression relaxed, he said again: "The purple jade butterfly is really as the military master said, has so many wonderful things?"

Last night, when Yun Guoshi pretended to surrender to assassinate him, Yin Ze discovered his real body by coincidence. He wanted to execute both of them Ling Chi, and then gave the head to Sima Luo City as a gift in return, but Yin Ze stopped him.

Seeing that Yinze was trapped by a formation, he only knew that the two of them were butterfly demons who had practiced for many years, and the woman in white was actually a rare purple jade butterfly in the world. He prolongs his life, and ascending to the throne of Kyushu is no problem.

Seeing that he was still skeptical, Yinze said slowly, "This butterfly is not owned by humans. It is common sense that you have never heard of it. You can know why my witch clan is proficient in the art of Qimen Dunjia, and the witchcraft is superb, but for thousands of years. Can't hide from the world?"

Xia Houliang shook his head when he heard the words, he really didn't know, when Yinze came out to help him, he also thought about it, only thought that the legend was just spread by people.

It can be seen from the gloomy look in front of him, there must be something hidden in it.

"Our witch clan was not originally from Kyushu, but the weakest tribe among the ancient Raksha tribe. Because the Raksha tribe is brave and good at fighting, and likes bloodthirsty killing, but the Wu tribe only loves to study witchcraft and breed voodoo beasts. They are all short in stature, like dwarfs. Therefore, our ancestors have no status in the Raksha clan, and are often bullied by others. Over time, the head of the Raksha clan and the saint gradually forgot about the people of the witch clan. The Holy Maiden led tens of thousands of Raksha clansmen to fight to the death, but none of my Wu clan participated in the battle. Afterwards, the Raksha clan was wiped out, but the Witch clan was so weak that they didn’t attract the attention of the Heavenly Emperor, so luckily they escaped.”

When Yin Ze talked about these things, there were slight ripples in his ancient well-like pupils, and Xia Houliang was also shocked. He didn't expect that the powerful Wu people in his eyes would have such a miserable past.

"Although the Wu clan migrated to Kyushu to live in seclusion, the ancient legends of the Raksha clan have been passed down from generation to generation by word of mouth," Yinze continued, "It is said that the purple jade butterfly was born in the misty forest of the Raksha clan. The whole body is lavender, and the appearance is extremely gorgeous. Its tears are the treasures of the six realms. Whether it is a fairy or a mortal, whether it is born ugly or twilight, it only needs a purple jade butterfly tear to restore youth and live forever... "

Inside the golden-roofed tent, Yin Ze's old voice slowly spoke out the many wonderful things about the purple jade butterfly. Xia Houliang leaned on the wide mahogany chair, his two fox eyes glowed charmingly, and he was thinking about how to make the purple jade butterfly come out. The purple jade butterfly obeyed him obediently.

At this moment, Mu Zili, who had disappeared, heard what Yin Ze said clearly through the gap in the roof of the tent, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley immediately, and the uneasiness along the way became reality at this moment.

Although he knew Meng'er's real body, he had never heard of the legend about Ziyu Butterfly's Tears.Right now, the two people in this tent are planning how to torture her and get her tears.

At this moment, his heart that had been calm for many years was full of anger. He had practiced for more than ten thousand years and rarely killed.

Even after fighting with Que Hentian for several months, she never thought of taking his life, but simply wanted to hold him back and prevent him from taking Meng'er away.

But today, because of Yin Ze's words and Xia Houliang's greedy eyes, he became murderous.

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