Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

But since she had broken the fox tail, she could not be her opponent before she knew it, the claw just now was just taking advantage of her unpreparedness to succeed.

While thinking about how to get out, Simeng slowly stood up straight, secretly concentrating on the palm of his hand to stop the bleeding from the wound on his face, when his fingertips touched it, he felt a piercing pain sweeping through his whole body, The movements of his subordinates froze, and Dai Meier's contemptuous laughter came again.

"There's no need to work in vain. Although I was cut off by your lover, it's not so bad."

Wei Meng was startled, and looked at her.

I saw that the smile on her face had long since disappeared, and when Meichang's eyes looked at her, there was a shivering coldness.

Simeng had a bad premonition in his heart, and the hand covering the wound trembled slightly.

"What do you want?" Simeng asked in a deep voice, since the enemy's road is narrow today, and she met in this pear blossom forest, she will definitely not let herself go easily.

Dai Meier still looked at her steadfastly, and said coldly: "Although the poison in my nails is not a fatal poison, the wound on your face is not so easy to recover."

Hearing this, Xiangmeng secretly smiled wryly, although she knew the vicious methods of this fox demon, she never thought that even her fingernails were poisonous.

Subconsciously touched the wound on her cheek, it was no longer the severe pain just now, only slightly numb, but when she opened her mouth to speak, she realized that her tongue seemed to be numbed, and her speech was slurred.

"What do you... exactly... want?" She tried her best to finish this sentence, and then felt her whole right side of her body go numb, her feet went limp, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.

Vaguely, I remember the white shadow in front of me flicking his sleeves to support her, whispering in her ear, "I just want to borrow from you..."

borrow?What does she want to borrow?Simeng felt that her body seemed to be trapped in a mass of thick cotton, her eyelids sank, and she felt that flowers were flying in front of her eyes, and she fell asleep with the cold fragrance of flowers on her pillow.

Departure, Lihualin.

The rain of flowers falls, white as snow, and when the breeze blows, the fragrant fragrance spreads in all directions.

In the depths of the falling flowers, Cang Xuan, dressed in white clothes stained with blood, drifted down, his chest was blushing, and the wound that was originally deeply visible had slowly healed.

He followed her breath all the way to the pear blossom forest, but saw her curled up among the falling flowers, resting with her eyes closed.

He stepped lightly, stepped forward slowly, bent over, and reached out to wipe the petals on her forehead.

The appearance of her sleeping soundly is quiet, peaceful and very pleasant.

I don't know what sweet dream he was having, but there was still a faint smile on the corner of his lips, which made him feel a little crazy.

Cang Xuan frowned slightly as two low cries came from afar. It was the Xuanniao guards reminding him that it was time to return to the palace to recuperate.

In fact, he left the country with Limeng, and those mysterious bird guards had followed him secretly.

Although he used his spiritual power to suppress the wound to stop bleeding, and the surface was slowly healed, but he was actually injured by the magic weapon of the Subduing Demon Army. If he couldn't return to the blood pool in time, he might leave the root cause of the disease.

Now, sleeping like a dream, he just took the opportunity to bring her back to the palace, and after she woke up, he would try to make her give up on Mu Zili.

Cang Xuan was thinking like this, but with a light wave of his wide sleeves, Li Meng who was still asleep was embraced by him, and he lowered his head to look at the person sleeping peacefully in his arms, with a faint smile in his eyes .

Yunshui Palace, Hanchen Palace.

The light gauze bed curtain moves with the wind, and the fragrance is light and refreshing.

The figure on the bed turned outwards, and the cloud quilt slipped off the bed, revealing a charming and charming face, with dense eyelashes flickering and flickering, and suddenly opened.

The purple eyes are full of astonishment, where is this?Her eyes quickly swept across every place in the hall, and there was a blue pearl in the corner, which made her startled, and she sat up straight the next moment.

Cold dust palace?How could she be in Cangxuan's cold dust palace?

She clearly remembered that she met the red fox Dai Meier in the pear blossom forest, and was scratched by her on the face, yes, the wound on the face...

She hurriedly got off the ground and rushed to the bronze mirror under the window sill, only to see the purple-clothed woman in the mirror, except for the slightly messy hair, there was no wound on the face, and even the blood-stained skirt was as clean as new.

She was a little confused, could it be that everything in the pear blossom forest before was her dream?

He raised his hand and touched the right cheek, it was as smooth as before, but there was a faint throbbing pain, which soon disappeared without a trace.

The person in the mirror is indeed herself, if she was not dreaming before, she is currently dreaming.

As soon as she thought about it, she dropped her hand on her thigh and pinched it hard.

"Ouch..."

Not a dream.

When Cang Xuan came in from outside the hall, what he saw was this scene. Her clothes were disheveled, her hair was disheveled, her hands were folded, she was sitting on the ground under the bronze mirror with her knees bent, her eyes were dull.

When he returned to the palace from the blood pool, he heard a miserable scream coming from the direction of the Hanchen Hall. He thought there was something wrong with her, so he came here and saw that she was fine, so he was relieved.

"It's cold on the ground, get up!" He strode forward, trying to help her up, but she brushed her away.

"Don't worry about it!"

Simeng didn't look up, and rejected his kindness sullenly.

Immediately, he stood up slowly, because he had exerted a lot of strength just now, his right leg was probably already bruised, and he was limping a little while walking.

Cang Xuan froze in place, staring at her back with fixed eyes, feeling a little lost in his heart.

Simeng walked forward while turning her legs, while trying her best to recall what happened in the pear blossom forest, she didn't care about the people behind her at all, the desire and domineering gradually condensed in her pair of phoenix eyes.

She comforted herself in her heart, maybe she fell asleep under the pear tree earlier, so she had a nightmare.

Otherwise, with Dai Meier's hatred for her and Mu Zili, how could he let her go so easily and heal the wound on her face?

Thinking about it this way, my mood immediately improved a lot.

After finally walking to the side of the bed, before she had time to sit down, she felt a gust of cold wind blowing in front of her eyes, and a faint fragrance hit her face, and her body was pressed by a white shadow in the blink of an eye.

Cang Xuan's fiery red hair fell on her shoulders and face, making her lose her mind for a moment. She wondered why she didn't feel disgusted by his sudden actions.

On the contrary, there are some inexplicable expectations.

When looking at each other, she didn't avoid his hot gaze, she curled her lips and looked at him with a smile, and her tone of voice was a little playful, which was completely different from her previous indifference.

"The sky is bright and the sun is bright, what is the lord going to do?"

Cang Xuan was a little surprised by the dream-like change.

He had thought that she would try her best to push him away, but she didn't. The smile on the corners of her eyes and brows was not as disdainful as usual, and even her voice sounded much gentler than before.

It was like when I first met her more than 30 years ago.

Gentle, shy, but charming.

He struggled to control the longing in his heart, propped his right hand on the couch, gently brushed her forehead with his left, and said with a light smile, "If Cang Xuan can get Meng'er as his wife in this life, that's enough."

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