Hell Emperor

Chapter 257 Ren Changhong-Borrowing Butterfly

Above the sky, the demonic dragon's body flew farther and farther, and in the blink of an eye, there was only a small black dot left, completely disappearing from everyone's sight.

Seeing the Chi Demon King fleeing in panic, like a bereaved dog, not even taking away the severed dragon tail, everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling that the big stone in their hearts finally fell.

After the crisis was resolved, Li Feimo dispersed the Nether Spirit Divine Art, and the Nether Spirit magic weapon on her body returned to its original state. You Die and Nan Linghe also appeared beside her.

"Great... we are finally safe." Nan Linghe breathed a long sigh of relief, with a tired look on his pretty face.

Li Feimo put his hands on his hips and looked unwilling to admit defeat: "I have severely injured the demon dragon and even cut off its tail. As long as I catch up, I might be able to kill it here. Master, why do you want to do this?" Stop me?"

Just now, when Li Feimo was in the midst of a fierce battle and was about to chase Meng Junyao and kill the demon dragon, the White Rainbow Sun-penetrating Sword controlled by the master stopped in front of her and stopped her pursuit. .

Master's move puzzled Li Feimo. She was obviously just a little short of killing the demon dragon, so why did Master want to stop her?

Seeing Li Feimo's doubts, Shen Qingge spoke slowly: "Don't chase the poor bandits. Although you have the divine sword in your hand, the level of the demon dragon is far superior to yours. If you corner it, fight to the death and do it." It’s hard to tell the outcome of a trapped beast’s fight.”

After a pause, Shen Qingge continued: "What's more, you have been using the Nether Spirit Divine Art for a long time, and both You Die and Sister He have reached their limit. If you continue, I'm afraid there will be incurable disintegration. Are you going to put your family's safety at risk for the sake of quick success?"

Hearing this, Li Feimo panicked and looked carefully. He saw that Nan Linghe was haggard and depressed, and the purple light on Youdie's body also dimmed. The butterfly's wings were closed and unwilling to move. Only then did he realize that what the master said was true.

Their souls have reached their limits.

Seeing that his impulsiveness almost caused irreparable consequences, Li Feimo looked depressed, lowered his head, and apologized to Nan Linghe in a trembling voice: "Sister He, I didn't mean it... I'm sorry, I forgot. The price of the Netherworld Divine Art..."

Nan Linghe held her hand and forced a smile: "It's okay. Look, aren't I fine now? I'm just a little tired..."

At the end of the sentence, Nan Linghe's eyelids trembled, and he lost all strength. He fell to the side, but Shen Qingge had quick eyes and quick hands. He picked up the flowing wind and returned to the snow steps. His body was as agile as the breeze, and he stretched out his hand to pull Nan Ling He hugged her, which prevented her from falling to the ground.

"Hoo, hoo..."

At this time, a burst of soft snoring could be heard in everyone's ears. Looking closely, Nan Linghe had closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze.

Nan Linghe slept very peacefully. Seeing her lazy expression, as if she was in a carefree dream, no one could bear to wake her up, and their movements became tiptoeing. Shen Qingge lowered his voice and reminded: "Sister He She’s already very tired, so let’s take her back to Qionglou Picture Scroll to rest.”

Hua Xiaomei nodded, picked up Nan Linghe, turned into a stream of light, and returned to the Qiong Tower scroll with Nan Linghe.

It wasn't until Nan Linghe was out of sight that Li Feimo dared to speak loudly. She looked at Master, with a bit of curiosity in her bright eyes: "Master, did I hear wrong just now? Your name is not Nan Linghe. Miss He, call her Sister He instead..."

Shen Qingge raised his cold eyes and glanced at her without any trace: "Do you have any opinions?"

Li Feimo was filled with joy and said happily: "How can I have any objections? I'm not even happy enough! All this time, the master has been separated from the family. The other family members are very respectful to the master and dare not go beyond it. Now, now Calling Sister He also means that the relationship has taken a further step, which is of course something to be happy about!”

Shen Qingge's inhumane and cold temperament made it difficult for her to get along with other family members and she was always alienated. The more respectful the other family members were to her, the more aloof and less intimate they became. Treating strangers with respect and restraint, and treating family members with ease, relaxation and comfort are two completely different feelings.

Now, when the knot in her heart has been resolved, Shen Qingge also has a bit of silent warmth in her heart, which is reflected in the fact that the ice and snow covering her heart has melted, and she has become closer to other family members.

On the side, after finishing the Nether Spirit Art, Ren Changhong returned to her original state. She looked at her hands and sighed: "I didn't expect that I could turn into a fourth-grade magic weapon..."

Seeing Shen Qingge looking over, Ren Changhong sighed: "Xiao Qingge, for so many years, I have always hated you, and I have not forgotten you for a day. As the saying goes, love is deep and hate is deep. The moment I let go of hatred, the past Those persistent obsessions have actually become a tight bond between us, allowing me to become your fourth-grade magic weapon..."

Shen Qingge looked slightly moved. The Master had always thought of her, so why didn't she miss the Master? She never mentioned that memory to anyone. Instead, she kept those painful entanglements deep in her heart and endured them alone.

Shen Qingge walked forward slowly and stared carefully at Ren Changhong, who was now transformed into Shura. He wanted to see the master's face again, but he only saw the hideous and terrifying Shura mask. He couldn't help but persuade:

"Master, please leave the Mo Luo Hall. You are a serious descendant of Xuannv. The founders of the Xuannv sect will definitely welcome your return. I miss you very much too..."

Ren Changhong was moved by her, but he laughed miserably: "Xiao Qingge, you don't know the situation of Mo Luo Temple. It's easy to join Mo Luo Temple, but if you want to leave, it is absolutely impossible. Shura who defected has never been good. In the end, if I insist on leaving and anger Master Mo Luo, even the ancestors of the past generations will not be able to protect me. "

Shen Qingge bit his lip silently and was speechless. The Palace of Mara is the first palace in the underworld, and Mara, who has ascended to the ninth rank, is in charge. The danger and murderous intent in it is self-evident. He sighed with emotion: "Master, after so many years in the Mara Palace, You must be suffering..."

Ren Changhong smiled freely: "It's not so much that I suffered. It's better to say that the cold and solemn atmosphere there is more helpful for the practice of Xuannv Sutra. Not long ago, I also won the title of the most influential ghost of the year. It can be said that I am a ghost." The number one person under the Immortal. You don’t have to worry about me, I’m living well in Moluo Palace and have no plans to leave.”

Seeing that Ren Changhong had made his own decision, Shen Qingge sighed and stopped trying to persuade him.

"Speaking of which...she is your disciple? Her qualifications are extraordinary."

After some chat, Ren Changhong also turned his attention to Li Feimo next to him.

The scene of Li Feimo riding a dragon to the sky was still vivid in his mind. Looking at her, even Ren Changhong, who had a sharp eye, couldn't find anything wrong with her. To be able to have such cultivation at such a young age was already far away. Far surpassing herself at the same time.

Shen Qingge took the opportunity to call Li Feimo over and introduced: "She is Li Feimo. Moer, her name is Master Ren."

"Master Ren!"

Li Feimo addressed her respectfully. She remembered that not long ago her previous master was aggressive and looked like he was going to kill him, so she put away her usual playful and playful attitude, looked serious, and made up her mind to make her master look good.

Ren Changhong looked at Li Feimo carefully, his eyes lingering on the purple butterfly on her shoulder for a moment, and he nodded with satisfaction: "From now on, I will call you little moth. Little moth, what is that on your shoulder? You might as well do it." Lend me a look..."

Sensing the curiosity in Ren Changhong's words, as well as some subtle desire, Li Feimo subconsciously took a step back, reached out to cover the purple butterfly on his shoulder, and cast a look at his master for help.

Seeing his master nodding to him, Li Feimo puffed his lips, then held the purple butterfly with both hands and handed it to Ren Changhong:

"She is Youdie, my companion spirit butterfly. She is connected with my mind. Under the influence of the Nether Spirit Art, she can turn into my purple electric blue frost sword."

After taking the purple butterfly, Ren Changhong's eyes shone. She carefully stretched out two fingers and gently stroked the soft and thin butterfly wings, as if appreciating precious porcelain.

"Under the influence of the Nether Spirit Divine Art, she was able to turn into a third-grade divine weapon? This is really..." Ren Changhong marveled over and over again, then asked, "I have an unkind request, should I tell it or not?"

Li Feimo curled his lips, as if he had guessed the next words, with an embarrassed look on his face: "Since it's an unkind invitation, it's better not to say it..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Qingge tapped his head lightly. Li Feimo let out an ouch and said, "Master... why are you hitting me on the head?"

Shen Qingge looked helpless: "You haven't heard what Master said yet, why are you rejecting people thousands of miles away?"

Li Feimo had to change his mind: "Okay, Master, what do you want to say?"

Ren Changhong took a deep breath and said seriously: "To make a long story short, I made an appointment with the people in the Nether Spirit Palace to compete in the Nether Spirit Divine Art in a few days. However, due to the lack of a suitable incarnation person, it is difficult to show the power of the Nether Spirit Divine Art."

Shen Qingge raised his eyebrows: "There are many founders of the Xuannv Sect in the Underworld Hall. It is not an easy task to defeat them in the Underworld Divine Art."

Ren Changhong looked around, his expression gradually becoming impatient:

"My original plan was to work together with another Shura to perform the Nether Spirit Art and let him cooperate with me. However, that Shura was useless and hid whenever he encountered danger. Now even his figure has disappeared. I don’t know where he went, it’s really disappointing. I heard that he could turn into a third-grade divine sword before, but now it seems that it is probably a lie. "

At the end of the story, Ren Changhong also felt a little embarrassed. She had just reconciled with her disciple, and in the blink of an eye, she was about to ask for precious things from her disciple. Despite her determination, she also felt a little uneasy:

"Since this Youdie is the companion spirit butterfly of the little moth, there is always some connection with me. I saw with my own eyes that Youdie turned into a third-grade divine sword. If I had her, maybe I could win this A competition... Little Moth, can you lend me Youdie? After three days, when the competition is over, I will return her to you."

After listening to Ren Changhong's request, Li Feimo lowered his head, looking lost, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Shen Qingge noticed her strangeness and explained for her: "Master, you don't know something. You Die has been with Mo'er since childhood. For so many years, they have never been separated for a day. No matter where Mo'er goes, You Die Die will go wherever she goes. Her relationship with Youdie may be even closer than with me, the master. I am afraid there is no way to lend Youdie to others..."

Ren Changhong also saw Li Feimo's difficulty and changed his words: "It seems that I was abrupt, that's all. I just said it casually. I'd better think of other solutions."

Seeing that Ren Changhong did not bother and gave up freely, Shen Qingge breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, he heard Li Feimo take the initiative to say: "No, Master Ren, if you need Youdie, just take her... Just be careful not to hurt her..."

At the end of her speech, Li Feimo's words were so weak that everyone could hardly hear them. Obviously, in order to say these words, she mustered up a lot of courage in her heart.

Shen Qingge was slightly surprised: "Mo'er, are you really willing to do this? I remember that you took Youdie with you wherever you went. Even when Master Yaoyin prepared a marrow nourishing medicinal bath for you, you took Youdie with you. Together, never separated, are you really used to being separated from Youdie?"

Li Feimo looked reluctant, but still managed to squeeze out a smile: "I don't want to be separated from Youdie, but I don't want to see the relationship between Master and Grandmaster finally eased, and there is another gap... Master In order to protect me, you can even risk your life, so why should I not give up Youdie?"

"Moth..."

Hearing Li Feimo's sincere and sensible words, even Shen Qingge's cold face couldn't help but be moved.

Based on Li Feimo's temperament, she would definitely be unwilling to lend Youdie, but in order to ease the relationship between her master and her master, she was actually willing to lend Youdie without any complaints.

After a while, Shen Qingge sighed with emotion: "Mo'er, in the past, I always thought that with your naughty temperament, I was afraid that it would be difficult to make achievements in practice and that you would waste years. But now it seems that there is that naughty heart hidden in you." You know no less than anyone else."

Hearing the gratification in the words, Li Feimo smiled faintly. Now she finally understood why Ye Jie and Xia Wei were willing to do anything for their family. Whatever they could do, she, Li Feimo, could do it too!

After taking Youdie, Ren Changhong followed Li Feimo's example and let Youdie rest on his shoulder.

Seeing Youdie's weak and gloomy look, Li Feimo couldn't help but feel distressed and reminded: "Be careful, she just transformed into a third-grade divine sword for me, and the burden on her soul may have reached its limit. Use her to transform into a ghost magic weapon. It’s best not to take more than half a cup of tea…”

Ren Changhong promised: "Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Youdie and won't let anything happen to her!"

On the side, Meng Junyao raised the dragon's head, and there was still a bit of fear in the dragon's eyes: "The Chi Demon King is still alive, will it come back?

Li Feimo heard Meng Junyao's worry, stretched out his hand to touch the white dragon scales, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as the family is together, even if the Chi Demon King comes back, we are not afraid at all. If we can drive it away once, we can drive it away." If you walk it away for the second time, if it dares to come back, I will cut it in half!"