Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

His words made Simeng a little embarrassed, as if she really did something wrong, but she was the victim, okay?If it wasn't for that big devil Cangxuan insisting on marrying her, she wouldn't have to flee to the world with Mu Zili and Yifeng.

She thought that the trip to the world would bring her a brand new life.

But in the end, they were involved in endless conspiracies and battles, almost costing their lives.

Now Que Hentian's words are clearly implying to her that the lives of his Xuanniao clan are in Cang Xuan's hands, and even if the Fumo Army is here, I'm afraid he will fight desperately.

Like Meng understood it, and after a moment of silence, he put down the bamboo chopsticks, picked up the jug and poured some wine into Que Hentian's wine cup, and said slowly: "Come on, drink! If you have wine today, you will be drunk today! The patriarch doesn't know anything, This apricot flower brew is a fine wine that has been passed down for thousands of years. The aroma of the wine is overflowing, the taste is sweet, and the aftertaste is mellow. After returning to the country, I am afraid that I will never be able to drink such a good apricot flower brew."

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her tone of voice was mostly resigned to her fate, and the mellow aroma of apricot blossom wine in front of her was really alluring, which distracted Que Hentian, who was always known for his meticulous thoughts, for a moment.

His gaze swept over her picturesque eyebrows, her purple eyes were as clear as water, and she had an expression of no intention, only to hear a muffled "jingle", her wine cup gently touched the edge of his wine cup, and the next moment she was already Wei Wei tilted her head and drank the wine in the cup.

Que Hentian hesitated for a moment, and saw that her cheeks were already slightly pink, and the air was filled with her unique sweet and greasy aroma, mixed with a strong aroma of wine, which made him a little drunk.

Thinking that this place is less than a hundred miles away from the border, nothing major will happen in the future, so he raised the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.

"Good wine!"

It seems that he dreamed that he finished drinking a cup, and hurriedly filled it up for him again. I don't know if the apricot blossom wine is really so intoxicating, or Que Hentian's drinking capacity is too light, but after three cups, he was so drunk that he fell to the side of the table and couldn't wake up. personnel.

Simeng picked up a bamboo chopstick and poked his forehead lightly, then called softly: "Patriarch, have another drink!"

After confirming that he was drunk, she stood up, turned to his side, raised her hand and patted his cheek lightly, with a sly smile in her purple eyes, "Hehe, fight with me? You're so drunk!" Broken harpy!"

After saying that, he looked up and looked around, the waiter should still be busy with her bath water, but the shopkeeper's counter happened to block his sight, everything she did just now was unnoticed.

Originally, when Que Hentian took her away from Langshan, she was hit hard by what happened in Simaluo City, she was very depressed, and she didn't resist much at first.

But Que Hentian only thought that she was playing tricks and wanted to escape, so he mentioned that even Mu Zili's supernatural powers failed to trap him in the depths of the snowy region a few months ago, and with her current level of cultivation, it was still early Dispelled the idea of ​​running away.

Only then did she suddenly understand why Mu Zili suddenly disappeared without a trace in the bone desert that night, but it turned out that she was entangled with this broken bird demon.

He must have been afraid that she would be discovered by Que Hentian, that's why he led him thousands of miles away into the depths of the snowy region...

It was rare that he had worked so hard to protect her, but she was completely kept in the dark.

Ever since Que Hentian disclosed this matter to her, she began to think about how she could vent her anger on Mu Zili's behalf, thinking that it would be difficult for her to succeed with his ability.

No, it was much simpler than imagined.

Thinking of this, he clapped his hands proudly, turned around and walked to the window, raised his breath slightly, and jumped out of the window.

At this time, the night fell, a crescent moon hung in the sky, a little bit of starlight twinkled, and the dim light shone coldly on the world.

The streets of the small town were already quiet, and Simeng was seriously injured and unable to resist the wind, so he had to walk into the night on foot.

At the beginning, she always felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at her coldly behind her. She turned her head three times a step, and confirmed that there was no one except Qing Leng Yueguang following her, so she was relieved.

After quickly walking out of Fuyun Town, she walked northward for an unknown amount of time, and she was exhausted, so she leaned on the stone by the roadside to rest for a while.

Although it was an autumn night, she had walked all the way relying on the strength of her feet, and her clothes were already drenched in sweat.

At this time, he was flicking his sleeves with one hand to fan the wind to relieve the heat, and raised his sleeves with the other hand to wipe away the sweat from his face and neck.

After a short rest, she took advantage of the moonlight to scan the surrounding environment. It seems that the road she walked was not an official road, and she would enter a dense forest more than ten feet away.

In the dark night, when looking at the dense forest, it is inevitable that there will be fear rising from the heart.

She was already afraid of the dark, if she hadn't run for her life, she would never walk alone at night, let alone cross the dense forest ahead.

But looking around, this path does lead to the dense forest, if you go back, it means that everything just now is in vain.

The Mongolian sweat medicine she had treasured for half a year thought it would be useless at all, and Que Hentian didn't eat or drink all the way, so she really couldn't do anything about it.

Unexpectedly, today is thanks to that pot of apricot flower brewing.

When she remembered that Que Hentian was sleeping soundly in the Yunlai Inn in Fuyun Town, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

But in this dark night, she was alone as a woman, and she was in the wilderness. Even if her laughter was beautiful on weekdays, it sounded quite strange at this moment.

Thinking of this, she fell silent, and was about to walk through the dense forest and leave here overnight.

Suddenly, there was a scalp-numbing scream not far away. With her practice, she really couldn't tell whether the owner of the sound was a demon or a human.

In the blink of an eye, she felt weak all over her body, and a tremor burst from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, her whole body was numb, and she wanted to move her legs but couldn't exert any strength at all.

He could only stand there in a daze, watching helplessly as the owner of the voice came forward.

She just felt a gust of cold wind blowing in front of her, but it stopped two feet away from her. She half-closed her eyes and dared not look, her feet were soft and she was unconscious.

In a daze, the sound of pattering rain, mixed with the sound of whistling wind, made her feel as if she was in a purgatory of ice, bitingly cold.

She remembered that autumn was not long in Kyushu, and it was only slightly cool when there was wind at night.

Could it be that she slept until winter?She gradually became sober in her heart, but her mind was dull, and her eyelids were unable to open. She tried hard for a long time but failed, and finally gave up.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the sound of wind and rain has not stopped, but there are light footsteps in my ears.

Along with the sound of footsteps, she smelled a faint fragrance of bamboo, and suddenly felt that the Lingtai was clear, and the previous dullness was swept away.

At the same time as she opened her eyes, the bamboo fragrance was much closer to her. She took a closer look and saw that she was looking at her with a faint smile at the moment, with a black Taoist robe, a beard, sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

She felt a bit sore in her nose, and she spoke with a strong nasal voice, "Master..."

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