Butterfly dream

Chapter 28

said in a low voice.

"Don't you have Hongyan?" Ling Tianfeng felt that this person really wanted to rob Biling from her.

"Oh yes." Mengchen didn't use Hongyan, but Lan Hua swung the wind like a sword.

Unfinished

"Is Hongyan not easy to use?" Ling Tianfeng raised his hand to be Biling, pointed to the sky, and said, "Nine thunders from the sky, evil curses from the gods, life and death are boundless, listen to my orders, kill, nothing, pardon!!!"

All of a sudden, the thunder rolled from the sky, striking Yi Lansan one after another.

"Mengchen, leave quickly!!!"

"I'm here." Mengchen's voice came from behind.Looking back, it is my sweetheart.

This feeling is really safe.

"He's dead, it's a relief." Meng Chen kissed Ling Tianfeng on the back of the neck.

"Indeed, after all, it's him and it's not him."

"What do you mean?" Mengchen heard Ling Tianfeng's words, and quickly looked at the place where Yi Lansan was standing before, a human-shaped puppet!

"Human puppet?" Mengchen thought for a while and said, "Puppetry."

"She's back again."

"who is she?"

"No.90 six deputy Gods of War, my little niece, Hunqian, Mu Yunheng."

"Does your Taoyuan still have master and deputy war gods?"

"Well, the main God of War has to be prepared to become someone else's nourishment, weapons and other awareness, and the deputy God of War is just to protect Taoyuan."

"how about you?"

"It's impossible for me to die. Taoyuan is very difficult for me to give up. After all, I am the energy source of Taoyuan."

"Energy source, Taoyuan still treats you like this?"

"It has eased up a lot, and I just abide by the source rules in Taoyuan."

"What should we do now?"

"It will recover after a while, don't worry about it."

"Then where is your sister Anan?"

"I promised to go see her before."

"I feel like I'm going to be scolded to death."

"Don't worry, this Taoyuan was created by the people of the Gentleman Kingdom. You have more or less the demeanor of a gentleman. At most, you will be said a few words, and then you will face the wall and think about it."

"...This is worse than scolding to death." Mengchen had an unreasonable expression on his face.

"..." Ling Tianfeng took Mengchen's hand and left the second peak.

"When the time comes, the Black Lin soldiers will return to the Six Realms, what are you going to do?" Meng Chen lifted up Ling Tianfeng's black hair.

"I don't know, I don't have that much confidence that I will win, but I... must completely destroy them, even death is enough."

"If you die, I will die. I will only follow you forever."

"It's ridiculous. I've said it before. I can't die. Even if I die, it's just sleep. If I sleep enough, I'll wake up again."

"Feng'er, after eliminating the Black Lin soldiers, let's get married."

Before they knew it, they came to a place full of ice and snow.

"It's so cold here," Mengchen hugged Ling Tianfeng tightly, "Feng'er, don't get too cold."

"It's not cold." When Ling Tianfeng came here, she changed into a set that looked exactly the same as the previous one.

"...I'm so cold." Mengchen blinked at Ling Tianfeng.

"Wear this." Ling Tianfeng searched from his sleeves, took out a set of clothes, and put them on for her.

"The size is too small." Mengchen raised her hand, and the clothes slid down.

Ling Tianfeng was embarrassed for a moment. When she was the number one scholar in the examination, she often didn't study hard, so that until now, she couldn't write the word embarrassment very well.

"Mengchen, you, make do with it."

"Feng'er, I'm still so cold." Mengchen hugged her arms.

What a crime I have done!

"Master, Mengchen is so cold." Mengchen knelt on one knee in front of Ling Tianfeng and said coquettishly.

"My clothes are too small for you." Ling Tianfeng held his forehead in embarrassment.

"Meow meow!" Meng Chen turned into a kitten, lying on Ling Tianfeng's instep.

"In this case, fine." Ling Tianfeng picked up Mengchen and put it into the clothes on his chest.

Maybe, my body temperature will be a little cold.

楠姗

"Who's here?"

Behind the screen in front of Ling Tianfeng, came a sickly voice.

"Sister Anan, it's me." Ling Tianfeng pressed his forehead against the screen.

Sister Anan, why are you so sick?

"Huan Nineteen, what are you doing standing there, it's very cold." Sister Anan's voice became louder and softer, still very uncomfortable.

Ling Tianfeng raised his head:

Huan Nineteen, I remember that she often took on a male form for a while, for convenience, she chose a random name, Ling Huan.

Sister Anan therefore always likes to call her Huan Nineteen.

"Sister Ah Nan, how are you doing lately?" Ling Tianfeng pushed the head of a certain cat back.

"It's still pretty good." Nan Shan watched Ling Tianfeng walk in, sizing up her changes.

"Sister Anan, do you still remember Liushui?" Ling Tianfeng asked tentatively. To be honest, Ling Tianfeng was really afraid of her sister Anan.

"Liushui, that one, the six-tailed cat demon." A special expression appeared on Nan Shan's sickly face.

"Ah, sister Anan, do you have any misunderstanding about Liushui?"

"Huan Nineteen, what do you mean?" Nan Shan's expression froze instantly.

Sister Anan, has it changed?Is it because of Yi Lansan?

"Just talk about it, it's nothing." Ling Tianfeng smiled awkwardly.

"It's been a long time since I saw you smile." Nan Shan suddenly turned her head away, coughed a few times, and there was sudden blood red on her sickly hands.

"Sister Ah Nan!" Ling Tianfeng knelt in front of Nan Shan.

She is kneeling down to the people who gave her motherly love, the people who protected her back then, the people who didn't object to her going out and gave her support.

"I'm fine." Nan Shan took out a handkerchief and wiped away the blood.

"..." Mengchen who was hidden in Ling Tianfeng's arms was speechless.

It's a good sentence, "We are both fallen people in the end of the world, why should we meet each other when we know each other?"

The two patients really chatted "very happy"!

Ling Tianfeng felt Mengchen was smiling, but Nanshan didn't seem to feel it.

Possibly, intuition, somewhat corrupted.

"Sister Ah Nan, I have something to say." Ling Tianfeng lowered his head, not daring to look at her.

"what's up."

"That... Yi Lansan... is dead." Ling Tianfeng's voice was very vague as if he hadn't said anything.

"He's still leaving." Nan Shan was very depressed when she heard that.

"Sister Ah Nan, the Hei Lin Bing is about to become a real body."

"about how long."

"Ten days in the God Realm."

Yao Li's centenary anniversary is approaching.

"How long do you plan to use your own lifespan to seal it?"

"forever."

"You will die!" Nan Shan coughed up blood again.

"Sister Ah Nan, I not only want to seal the Hei Linbing, but also completely silence the sixteen Gods of War in Taoyuan, only my mother and I are still alive, and the other fourteen are all swallowed up by the Hei Linbing. I will not silence it. Could it be that more people were injured?" Ling Tianfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Nearly a thousand deputy war gods died at the hands of the Black Lin soldiers, and the addicted soul was also infected with a strange disease. You know how uncomfortable her biological mother is? You know how uncomfortable it is for me who raised her. Sister Anan, I'm sorry, this time, I can't listen to you. "

"I know, Huan Nineteen, I don't want you to die, and I don't want you to die at the hands of the Black Lin soldiers. I know that you did this for the entire Taoyuan, the Six Realms, and all life in the world. I won't hinder you, but , I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'll never see you again."

"Sister Ah Nan, I can't die, I still don't know who I am?"

"Everything, be careful, I will wait for you to come back."

After Ling Tianfeng left, Nan Shan said, "You still owe me your wedding wine."

Death day

"Meng Chen, Yao Li's centenary death is just three days away. When the time comes, you can use the remnant soul in Bai Liu's wristband to summon her soul." Ling Tianfeng returned to the second peak of Shuangyuan Fairy Peak and had already recovered. .

"What about you?" Meng Chen returned to her original form, holding Ling Tianfeng's slender fingers.

"I have something to do."

"What's the matter? Do you need my help?"

Ling Tianfeng shook his head, expressing that he didn't need it.

"Is it related to the three-legged Golden Crow?"

"Well, almost." Ling Tianfeng handed a box to Mengchen.

"What is this?" Mengchen tried, but couldn't open it.

"After a while, I can give it to you."

Three days later, Mengchen was in the Hall of Hundred Spirits, but Ling Tianfeng went to another place in Taoyuan.

In her hand is a petal.

Before she left Mengchen, it got on the tip of her hair, Mengchen took it off for her and put it in her palm.

A bosom friend.

"I don't know if Mengchen will find it? I hope Yaoli can delay it for a while." Ling Tianfeng turned his head, looked at a fruit, and remembered Mengchen's appearance when he was a child, so cute.

"It's almost here, let's go for a while." Ling Tianfeng stepped on the loose sand, a little worried about Mengchen.

At that time, it was also here, and it fell short.

Almost, almost, Liushui will be able to accompany me.

Mengchen, in this life, I have my own desires, I hope you don't leave me.

Don't leave, I'm afraid of the dark.

I'm afraid, lonely.

Before Ling Tianfeng realized, her mask had covered her entire face.

The sand under his feet kept making noises, and the sky above his head flickered with lightning from time to time...

Arrived.

A bunker that looks very old.

The Western format, because no one came, has a weird feeling.

Ling Tianfeng sighed, tiptoed to the ground, and jumped up.

Fall onto the bunker.

It was as if something was swimming from the limbs to the heart.

Oops, False God Period!!!

Ling Tianfeng supported the wall and stood up.

At this time, I no longer have the magic power to protect my body, and a simple punch can kill her half to death.

A little heat in the forehead, tingling in the temples.

Mengchen's catastrophe has arrived.

One, two...

Tianlei struck Ling Tianfeng's body, forcing him to the brink of death.

So uncomfortable, so painful.

Her childhood upbringing made her forget what it means to complain.

Nine ways, ten ways.

There is nothing wrong with the appearance, but it affects old wounds.

A few drops of blood gradually appeared on the ground.

Ling Tianfeng leaned against the wall weakly