Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

Binghuo Island, Yunshui Palace.

The floating clouds and flowing water are the same as before, and a white shadow falls lightly among the misty clouds and mists.

Since the destruction of the Phoenix Feather Hall, he has stayed in the Ripple Hall day and night to heal Simeng's wounds, never caring about the battle situation in Lianyi.

If it wasn't for the reminding from Meng, he would almost have missed the important event.

Although I don't know what the strength of the Fumo Army is now, but as the Lord, he was not in the army during the battle, which is indeed inappropriate.

Just now, according to the report from the front line, the Shui tribe suffered heavy casualties, but the Demon Subduing Army did not take advantage of the victory to pursue them, instead they stood still and did not know what their plans were.

Now that the situation is unclear, he did not dare to send more troops to Wuxi for support.

Furthermore, those who are stationed on Binghuo Island are all his old demon clansmen who he tried his best to protect in the past. Even if all the demon clans who left the border were to be buried in this battle, they must protect the last bloodline of the demon realm.

In Xuanming Palace, Cang Xuan wore a silver and white robe, his fingertips ran across the butterfly that was about to fly on the sleeve robe, his phoenix eyes rolled away, and he glanced coldly at the people under the steps.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Everyone is no different from this deity, and you are all protected by the enchantment of the Rakshasa Saintess, so you can live safely until today. Originally, Lijing and the heavenly realm did not interfere with each other and lived in peace. However, if the world is not benevolent today First of all, not only trespassing and leaving the country without authorization, but even forcing them with the Subduing Demon Army, do you think we have to endure it any longer?"

Everyone bowed their heads and kowtowed, and said in unison: "My lord, please be the master for us! Get rid of foreign enemies!"

It turned out that the people in this hall were the patriarchs of the 36 demon tribes who had left the border. Except the tree demon clan in Yumulin had turned their backs, the other 35 patriarchs had been waiting in the hall early when they heard that the lord had come to discuss matters in the Xuanming Hall.

Cang Xuan nodded slightly, waved his sleeves as a signal, and said: "You don't need to be too polite! The Japanese Venerable made a solemn oath in this Xuanming Palace to avenge the shame of the Raksha clan and our millions of soldiers in the Demon Realm! If the world doesn't wait for us to send troops Crusade, but he sent it to the door himself. This time, we must make them come and go!"

"Honorable Master! We are willing to follow His Majesty wholeheartedly!" Everyone bowed down again and responded in unison.

"Good! Very good! Now that the Shui clan is slightly injured, who among you would like to take over the Shui clan as the vanguard?"

As soon as he said this, the Xuanming Palace fell silent, and everyone was speechless.

Cang Xuan stood on the high platform with his hands behind his back, sneering secretly in his heart, a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, immediately darkened their eyes, flicked their wide sleeves, and drew a fiery red light in the air with their long and slender fingers. The red light gradually faded, and a picture scroll of more than ten feet appeared in the light.

Everyone looked at it carefully before they could see clearly.

The world in the picture scroll is sometimes a beautiful and moving landscape, sometimes it changes into a colorful sea of ​​flowers, and sometimes it becomes a forest filled with mists...

Whether it is the rabbit demon and fox demon playing in the mountains and rivers, the butterfly demon bustling through the sea of ​​flowers, or the leopard demon and tiger demon hunting in the forest, they all disappear in a silver-white light in the blink of an eye.

Screaming, crying, begging for mercy, lingering in the empty Xuanming Palace, in an instant, all the good things disappeared.

Finally, someone in the crowd recognized the location in the picture scroll, it was the departure country, the holy land where their ancestors lived for generations, but now it was invaded by foreign enemies, and they were caught in a life-and-death situation.

"How did this happen? Isn't the Demon Subduing Army blocked in the west of Wuxi? Why did they suddenly attack the Ten Thousand Flowers Forest of our Butterfly Clan?"

The person who spoke had an old voice, but her face was no different from that of a young woman in her early twenties. She was wearing a colorful dress, her figure was petite and exquisite, and she stood very brightly in the crowd.

As soon as she finished speaking, several people behind her had seconded her opinion.

"Everyone, don't be impatient! My deity has said long ago that the heavens do not believe what they say, and they are always bullying the weak. What you saw just now is just the tip of the iceberg. The demon army is currently standing still on the surface, but in fact it has already ordered people secretly Infiltrate the various tribes in the border. For the current plan, only when everyone works together can we resist the powerful enemy! The Shui tribe is a model!" Cang Xuan waved his sleeves, and the picture scroll disappeared without a trace, "From now on, everyone All clans can leave a thousand elites to garrison the tribal territory, and the rest will rush to Wuxi before tomorrow, there must be no mistakes!"

After speaking, his expression sank and he swept towards the crowd.

Dozens of tall black bird guards appeared outside the crowd at some point, surrounding the patriarchs in the center of the hall.

The hall was suddenly solemn, and everyone gasped, not daring to have any objections, and each bowed down and saluted and left.

Just when everyone had left Xuanming, the seven-color figure at the gate of the palace seemed to remind Cangxuan of something, and suddenly said: "Youmi, you stay here."

After finishing speaking, the woman in a seven-color skirt stopped, and after a moment of stupefaction, she turned around and walked slowly back to the hall.

Before she could ask, Cang Xuan's slightly lazy voice sounded again: "Youmi, I heard that you have been healing the soldiers of the Shui tribe in Wuxi for the past few days?"

Mrs. Youmi took a step forward, bowed sideways, and replied: "Honorable Lord, calm down! Youmi went to Wuxi without the order of His Holiness, please forgive me!"

Mrs. Youmi lowered her head, she couldn't see her expression clearly, but there was a slight tremor in her old tone.

She has been the patriarch of the Butterfly Clan for more than ten thousand years, and she knows Cang Xuan's temperament very well, and knows that he always hates those who don't listen to orders. Although it is not a bad thing to heal the wounded soldiers of the Shui Clan, after all, she acted without authorization, so she had to kneel and plead guilty .

No, Cangxuan not only didn't blame her for this matter, but personally stepped forward to help her up, and said with a smile: "What's wrong with Youmi? Get up quickly! Youmi's move really wins my heart, not only is she innocent , on the contrary, it should be judged as the first merit! If the other monster clan patriarchs in the realm can be as hardworking as Youmi, the matter of subduing the demon army can be easily solved."

At the end of Cang Xuan's words, the smile on his lips gradually disappeared, and his eyes darkened slightly.

Here, even though Youmi stood up straight, she still kept her jaw open, she didn't dare to look at Cang Xuan, "My lord's absurd praise! Youmi just tried her best, I really dare not take credit for it!"

Cang Xuan is indeed pleased with her being so respectful.

Since he took charge of leaving the territory, most of the demon clans in the territory are afraid of his status as the elder of the demon world and dare not make mistakes.In fact, those who really respect him as the master are only a small number of people.

And among these few, the Shui and Butterfly tribes are the most sincere.

Needless to say, Qingze, the head of the Shui Clan, donated tens of thousands of water monsters. Since Youmi took charge of the Butterfly Clan, they have enshrined Cangxuan as a god, and they have all followed suit.

This is also the real reason why Cangxuan fell in love with Ziyu Butterfly Simeng and wanted to marry her as his wife, but after she repeatedly refused, he was expelled from the butterfly clan by Youmi.

In Youmi's view, apart from Zimeng's identity as a purple jade butterfly, there is nothing that can match up with the lord Cangxuan.

But even so, the Ziyu Butterfly lineage has always been thin, and most of them are short-lived generations. Even though there was a glorious history in ancient times, it was eventually submerged in the long years.

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