Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

After the guy left, when she turned around, she saw Mu Zili smiling and clasping his fists towards Sima Luocheng, saying: "Congratulations, son, God has given you a great opportunity, I will help you to see the monarch smoothly tonight!"

Simeng was slightly stunned, and immediately stepped forward excitedly, grabbed Mu Zili's wrist and said, "Hee hee! It's a hero who sees the same thing! Tonight, I will let the king see you even if you don't see him! Haha..."

Although Sima Luocheng didn't know what the two of them were talking about, but he was infected by Xiangmeng's heroic laughter, and he felt a little relieved.

The breeze is gentle and the flowers are fragrant.

On the night of the full moon, the energy is great.

As soon as Mu Zili and Si Meng left Muyunju and walked under the moonlight, they felt that their whole body was full of spiritual power, which was better than any time in the world.

Sure enough, the moon of Mid-Autumn Festival is different.

At the beginning of the Xu Dynasty, Bingzhou Nancheng.

Under the city tower, there are many lanterns, and the crowd is surging like a tide.

On the side of the moat on the side of the street, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the breeze is blowing. Many young men and women accompany each other, holding lanterns, making wishes in a low voice, and then slowly sending the colorful lanterns full of hope into the river, drifting away with the wind .

According to what Simeng said, do as the Romans do, at this moment Mu Zili is handing the lotus lantern in his hand to Simeng, and asked softly: "Meng'er, do you have a wish?"

Simeng took the lantern, leaned back, and leaned into his arms, her eyes flickered, with a playful smile, "Of course, how can such a good opportunity be missed! Didn't you listen to the guy in the shop? Tonight, the high priest of the Shang Kingdom will personally pray for the wishes made in these lanterns, and they will surely come true!"

Stretching out his hand to caress her hair, Mu Zili had a doting smile hidden in his black eyes, and couldn't help but lower his head to her forehead, which was as smooth as jade, and kissed her lightly, with a faint woody fragrance .

The person in his arms froze suddenly, lost his mind for a moment, and the lotus lantern in his hand also trembled slightly.

After a long time, he tremblingly said: "Wood? You..."

Before she could express her doubts, he had already turned her around, raised her chin lightly, and said, "Meng'er, I like you..."

The words are soft and affectionate.

She raised her eyes to look at him under the moonlight, her cheeks were slightly red, and her handsome and charming eyes were full of tenderness. She was staring at her intently at this moment, with a faint sense of exploration.

Like a dream, he felt his heartbeat suddenly quicken, what he said just now kept repeating in his ears, all the noisy voices around him disappeared, it seemed that there was nothing in the world apart from them.

Simeng held tightly the lotus lantern that condensed deep affection, raised the corners of her lips, relaxed her whole body, and said softly: "Let's make a wish together first!"

The moonlight poured softly on the river, and the lanterns of different shapes went slowly with the water.

Sima Luocheng stood alone in the corner, looking up coldly at the tower not far away.

The patrolling guards on the tower looked down from time to time, as if they were waiting for something.

Suddenly, gongs and drums rang out from the city tower, and the crowd silently divided into two rows, standing neatly on both sides of the street.

Occasionally, soft discussions came from beside them, making Xiang Meng and Mu Zili, who were immersed in the world of the two, turn around and look back.

On the city tower, surrounded by guards, a woman dressed in a golden dragon robe stood facing the wind. The distance was so far that she couldn't see her face clearly, but she could vaguely tell that she was dressed luxuriously and had an imposing manner.No need to think too much, she must be Baili Rong, the king of the Shang Kingdom.

Beside her was a man in a black robe, holding a whisk, presumably he was the high priest that the guy was talking about.

Like Meng stepped forward quietly, signaling Sima Luocheng to follow her and Mu Zili's footsteps.

The three of them walked forward slowly among the crowd, seeing that the city tower was close at hand, but Simeng suddenly felt stiff all over, and his footsteps were a little unsteady.

Ever since she transmigrated to become a butterfly, she has never experienced any abnormalities in her body, but suddenly she felt uneasy.

Mu Zili has always been good at perceiving people, and at the moment she paused, he had already noticed something strange about her.

Holding her hand with a little force, he breathed out a little bit of anger for her, and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling better?" She looked up at him with puzzled eyes, but she heard that he had already sent her a voice, "Just now the city tower around They are all spells, and Meng'er is not feeling well because of her lack of spiritual power."

Simeng was slightly taken aback, but it was not easy to ask because Sima Luocheng was by his side.

In fact, since the first day she became a butterfly demon, she has thought about this problem more than once.

What should I do if I meet real cultivators, especially those who take it as their mission to eliminate demons and defend the Tao?

She was suddenly depressed, and even regretted that she should have let Mu Zili and Yifeng accompany her to the world regardless of the consequences.

Perhaps leaving the country is where she should stay as a demon.

Sima Luocheng on the side didn't notice her strangeness at all, and was still staring at Baili Rong on the tower at this moment.

But seeing Mu Zili glance at Sima Luocheng, he said in a deep voice: "Young master, don't worry, this place is so inconvenient, I just need to hide in her car and wait."

After finishing speaking, he took Ruiang's hand and walked towards a deserted alley next to him.

Although Sima Luocheng was puzzled and didn't know why they changed their original actions, but now that they were gone, he would definitely be helpless, so he could only sigh and follow quickly.

At the end of the Xu Dynasty, in the spacious car, the rich ambergris was blowing in the wind.

Baili Rong suppressed the fear and anxiety in her heart, clenched her hands into fists in her sleeves, the corners of her lips trembled slightly, and her cold eyes lightly turned to the man in the black shirt opposite, "Who are you? Why did you trespass on the lonely car? "

Before a stick of incense, she was still having fun with the people on the city tower, with hundreds of guards guarding her side.

Originally, High Priest Lu Li was supposed to ride in the same car with her.

But just before getting into the car, he suddenly calculated with his fingers that there was an epidemic in Mengcheng in the east, and hurriedly saluted her and flew to Mengcheng.

That's it, where are her bodyguards now?

As soon as she got into the car, she was imprisoned on the seat by an invisible force, unable to move.

The man in the black shirt in front of him just stared at her for half a stick of incense without saying a word.

The young man in white beside him seemed to be unable to restrain himself, he kept raising the curtain of the car and looked out.

At this moment, after the young man in white bowed his head and whispered something to him, the man in black suddenly knelt down in front of her, bowed down, and slowly raised a jade jade with both hands, "Your Majesty, forgive me! You have offended me just now, so I invite you, Jun Haihan!"

Baili Rong was slightly startled, her eyes widened, and a slightly old voice came again, "Feng Wujue? Luo City? Are you Sima Luocheng? Sima Luocheng who has a marriage contract with the lonely ice princess?"

Her heart tightened, yesterday when the guards of Suzaku Gate came to tell the time, she thought it was a gangster pretending to be?It's just that seeing Feng Wujue in his hand today is absolutely true.

Sima Luocheng raised his head slowly, with a gentle look on his face, "It's my servant! Please don't blame me for being rude! Luocheng has no other choice, so he made such a bad plan!"

After confirming his identity, Bai Lirong's face softened slightly, and he looked at him, "Gu has heard about your matter. Now, since you came to see Gu with Feng Wujue, I don't know how you want Gu to help you. you?"