Chapter 13: The Blue Butterfly Mark
The green hills confronted each other, and a winding path was embedded like a ribbon. The hills and mountains in the distance are stacked, high and low, undulating continuously, flickering far and near in the misty clouds and smoke, if you are leaving.
The green trees are dripping green, the trees are in groups, looking up for a round sun, and the clear stream is murmuring under the feet.
Between the branches of the trees, two white-clothed figures walked slowly.
One has a cold demeanor and a long sword hanging from his waist, and the other is gentle and jade, bright and dazzling.
Since leaving Daze, Jiang Yi and Fu Li have been heading west for more than ten days.
During this period, Fu Li explored Jiang Yi's spirit every day to appease the spirit, and the two of them were unhurried, visiting as they went.
Seeing that the twilight is dim, the remnant sun is like blood, and the sunset on the border of the green mountains is like a gold-edged sunset, still round, radiant, like a dream, so unreal.
Jiang Yi couldn't help but raise his hand to cover the light, his eyes were a little blurry, and he couldn't help shaking his head, wanting to sober up a little.
"When will you be able to get to Lethe? Isn't it just under the big ** side wall, why do you have to go around such a long way?"
Jiang Yi looked at the endless mountains and seas, and scratched his hair a little irritably.
Fu Li said lightly: "I can't pass through the Daze boundary wall, so I have to borrow a way from the Netherworld Ghost Mansion." Then he stopped, looked sideways at Jiang Yi and said, "Are you tired?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yi hurriedly waved his hand, with a warm smile on his face, and said: "No, no, we have already walked very slowly, it was I who said not to use the spiritual power sword to go, I am not tired, so it is also very good to see the scenery along the road, and it is slower, but it should be fine, don't worry, after all, the catastrophe of Daze is so easy..."
"Stop and rest. Fu Li interrupted Jiang Yi's chatter.
Jiang Yi saw that his expression was serious, and he could not be dismissed.
raised his eyebrows and looked up at the sky, the eyes of the sun were white, these eyes seemed to be almost at the limit, and he sighed slightly in his heart.
Since the emperor has spoken, then he will reluctantly take a rest.
Jiang Yi is not a person who talks a lot, but he is all the way with Fu Li, if he doesn't take the initiative to speak, Fu Li will never speak, then how boring he is. Thinking of this, Jiang Yi turned his head and secretly glanced at Fu Li, he was really calm and cold as always, he never thought that one day he would be able to walk with Fu Li so peacefully, after all, when he was alive, Fu Li almost never had a good face for him.
However, Jiang Yi knew in his heart that Fu Li was indeed different from him, and even said that he took special care of him, and he didn't know why.
After a moment of thought, he shook his head and walked through the path into the woods.
Fu Li followed him without saying a word.
Jiang Yi stood still under a towering ancient tree, casting a spell to conjure up a small table and two bamboo stools. Then he looked up and saw that the sunlight was tightly blocked by the branches, clapped his hands, looked very satisfied, showed a little smile, turned to Fu Li and said, "I will sit down." β
Fu Li took Chengying off and leaned to the side, and sat down nearby, Jiang Yi looked at him fixedly, and wanted to laugh more and more. Fu Li is really such a dignified and dignified appearance no matter where he is.
Thinking so in his heart, he really laughed out loud, especially in the quiet forest. Fu Li glanced at it, grabbed Jiang Yi's wrist and began to infuse him with spiritual power.
Speechless for a moment.
From time to time, a fresh breeze blew in the forest, blowing the white clothes of the two like flowers.
Seeing that Fu Li's expression was slightly relaxed, Jiang Yi rolled his eyes and asked softly, "How did you catch the candle dragon out of the Kunlun Mirror?"
β......β
Fu Li turned a deaf ear and did not respond.
Seeing that he didn't accept the offer at all, Jiang Yi propped his forehead, coughed and laughed embarrassedly, and said:
"Okay, okay, can't I stop asking?"
Then he sighed as if helplessly, and his fingertips tapped on the table, making a rhythmic sound. In the past few days, he has been constantly trying Fu Li, and he has never succeeded, and he was a little angry at first, but now he is used to it at all, but he is not a person who can be sent away without saying a word, he always has to ask something, he really wants to know what is going on in the Kunlun Mirror.
So he stretched out his hand and poked Fu Li's arm, and when he saw Fu Li's eyes looking at him, he smiled again and asked, "Then let me ask the other generals, after you entered the Kunlun Mirror, did you see anything? I went in before and saw the scene of the Vermilion Bird sacrificing souls." β
Fu Li lowered his eyes, and said with a slightly dull gaze: "...... Yes. β
Jiang Yi suddenly had a spirit, his body sat up a little straighter, and he looked at Fu Li with a pair of smiling eyes and waited for him to continue.
Fu Li seemed to hesitate slightly, silent for a while, he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yi and asked, "You want to know?"
There must be a ghost! Jiang Yi withdrew his hand into his sleeve and pinched his fingertips. Normally, Floating Li would not ask him that, they always have something to say.
Jiang Yi's thoughts quickly turned in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but squint in an arc, vaguely feeling that Fu Li didn't want him to know what was going on in the Kunlun Mirror. There was nothing that Fu Li couldn't tell him before, but this time the Kunlun Mirror was hidden from him everywhere. Avoiding Jiang Yi and venturing into the Kunlun Mirror alone, not to mention, now I don't want to tell him how to catch the East Fence, and I don't want to say what he saw in the mirror.
If there is no secret, Jiang Yi will not believe it.
Jiang Yi comforted himself, Xu is artifact found out about the matter of the god race, Fu Li, as the emperor of the Heavenly Palace, was in his position, and he did his best, and it was reasonable not to let him know.
However, this self-consolation had no effect, Jiang Yi's heart sank, and he pursed his lips very unpleasantly, but he still couldn't help but get angry and sullen, he always felt that Fu Li should not guard him like this. But he won't force it.
After all, he and Fu Li are not very good relations.
Jiang Yi, who had figured it out, smoothed his slightly wrinkled sleeves, tried his best to suppress the astringency in his chest, and said, "It's okay, if there's anything inconvenient, forget it." β
Fu Li narrowed his eyes, let go of Jiang Yi's wrist, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I'll show you." β
Jiang Yi was slightly stunned, not knowing why Fu Li had changed his mind again. He felt a little guilty in his heart, just now he felt that Fu Li was hiding it from him, and he really lived the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
Fu Li took out the white porcelain teacup he was carrying from the spirit bag, put his two fingers together, injected spiritual energy into the cup, and then leaned over and poured it on the ground.
A burst of white smoke rose up, and the aura turned into a little halo and slowly dissipated, and a picture gradually appeared on the ground, which was very clear.
Jiang Yi looked fixedly.
The vast desert, the dead sea of sand.
At a glance, there is a monotonous yellow everywhere, and there is no grass, like a Jedi.
The sun hung high in the sky, and the sun made the ground smoke.
Majestic, silent, scorching, desolate.
The wind was howling, the sand was flying, and the sky was dark.
There was a man, standing on a sandy hill in the leeward, looking down on the desert.
He was extremely elongated, wearing a crescent moon white cloud robe, the sand and stone had worn the corners of his clothes without leaving a single scratch, he wore a silver crown on his head, his black hair was scattered, and his eyes were covered with a thin white veil.
In this boundless sea of sand, although his figure is a little thin, he still reveals his innate nobility, which makes people feel unattainable and low to dust. And with a little gentle smile on his face, he faded away the feeling of loneliness.
The scenery is good, and there are still immortals.
Jiang Yi was not interested in appreciating it, he opened his eyes wide, staring at the man blankly, with a look of surprise and surprise.
How is that possible? Jiang Yi muttered, "He...... How could he..."
Hearing this, Fu Li's eyes turned to Jiang Yi and said with concern, "How?"
Jiang Yi turned around and said to Fu Li, "Look." β
He pointed to the neck of the man in the painting, and then pulled down the hem of his shirt.
Fu Li's expression froze, his eyes were a little deep, and he was instantly clear, and he looked at Jiang Yi's neck with a fixed concentration.
In the dazzling whiteness, a delicate silver *** fell above Jiang Yi's collarbone, lifelike, as if it was stopping.
In the middle of the sound, Fu Li withdrew his gaze and looked at the ground again.
The neck of the man in the picture reflects the exact same silver butterfly pattern.
Jiang Yi said: "The appearance and body shape can still change, but this birthmark, born with me, is engraved on my soul, and it will not disappear for thousands of years, no one knows its existence except myself, and no one can imitate the exact same pattern." β
When Fu Li heard this, his gaze returned to Jiang Yi, and he followed his hand all the way down.
Jiang Yi was stunned, his heart was strange, and he hurriedly closed his clothes, leaving no gaps, and then turned his head and no longer looked at Fuli.
Fu Li retracted his gaze expressionlessly, looked straight ahead and said, "Daze, when I was exploring the spirit, why didn't I see this mark?"
Jiang Yi turned his back to Fu Li, stared at the tree trunk lines in front of him, and responded: "I have been hiding it with a technique before, and it is a shame to be seen by a butterfly on the big man's body." β
Remembering that the picture on the ground was still continuing, Jiang Yi hurriedly turned around and looked at the ground, for fear that he had missed some important information.
I saw the man in white in the picture walking down the sand mountain and walking towards the depths of the desert, walking farther and farther, not knowing where to go.
The higher sand mountain in the distance, revealing a little outline, Jiang Yi vaguely felt a little familiar, and leaned down to take a closer look.
Fu Li raised his hand and waved, and the picture instantly shattered into a drop of water and disappeared.
Jiang Yi was splashed with water, and suddenly got up and looked at Fu Li, his eyes were a little puzzled and angry.
Fu Li handed over a white handkerchief, then lowered his head, avoiding Jiang Yi's gaze, and said quietly: "You don't have to look at the rest." β
There really is a secret! Jiang Yi blew up.
The ghost mansion, the sky is ink, the rain is blood, the fog is shrouded all year round, and the sun is not seen.
This place originally belonged to the Protoss, and was later sentenced to fall into the devil's path.
After Fu Li became the emperor, the six realms were one, and gods and demons coexisted, but he did not send troops to recapture the realm.
Jiang Yi thought, Fu Li was probably disdainful.
But when he mentioned this, Jiang Yi remembered an old story.
The now reigning King of the Ghost Mansion was once the night god of the gods, with high morality and monstrous merits, and even Fu Li had to respect him when he saw him.
was a rare master of the Protoss, but because he fell in love with a flower demon on the other side, he gave up his god position and followed her into the devil.
The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, the flowers and leaves will never be seen, love is not cause and effect, and fate is destined to live and die.
The life span of the flower demon was extremely short, and Rao is night god tried his best to find the treasures of the Six Realms, but it only allowed her to live for a hundred more years.
After the flower demon incense disappeared, the night god was very sad, so he planted the flowers on the other side of the Lethe River, the whole piece, at a glance is a shocking red, like fire, like blood, like in full swing.
But there is not one like the man.
The night god and the flower demon have a daughter, named Wuyunzhu, who is very beautiful, a few points better than her mother.
When Fu Li was not enthroned as emperor, his father promised him a marriage contract with the eldest daughter of the god of the night.
It should have been a golden boy and a girl, a match made in heaven.
It's a pity that it was stirred up by Jiang Yi.
It's a shame to say that when Jiang Yi was a god, he was very reckless, he only had the way of the sword in his heart, and when he met such an evenly matched opponent in the god clan, he blocked the door of Fuli's house every day and looked for him to fight.
If he knew that he would cause a string of troubles in the future, he would definitely restrain himself, but he could also find Fuli to fight in another place.
It was so coincidental that once he jumped up to the roof of Fuli with his sword and was seen by the dark clouds. He didn't know who this person was and how he could appear in Fu Li's house, so he only smiled politely at her, and when he saw Fu Li coming from the porch, he raised his sword and stabbed it.
With Fu Li's skills, he never worried that Fu Li would not be able to catch his sword, so he used seven points of strength, and the sword light jumped down like lightning.
But he didn't expect that the woman would come to Fuli to protect her fiancΓ©. Fu Li only stood with his hands in his hands, and he unexpectedly didn't mean to protect her.
If it weren't for Jiang Yi's sword to be collected quickly, the dark cloud bead would almost die in Jiang Yi's hands.
It didn't cause a big disaster, Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't have any interest in competing with Fu Li anymore, he only covered his right hand that was stabbed by the sword qi and left with hatred.
A few days later, news came from the sky that the daughter of the night god had taken a fancy to the Yaoguang Sword God and forced his father to go to the emperor to withdraw from the marriage.
There was an uproar in the divine realm.
Jiang Yi had just finished practicing his sword and was about to take a nap, when he heard the news, he was so shocked that he fell off the couch, and he really wanted to pry open the head of the dark cloud bead to see what was inside.
She didn't want such a handsome Lang Jun as Fu Li, but she fell in love with him, a fierce god who everyone shouted at and almost killed her.
Jiang Yi didn't know how to save it, but Fu Li took the initiative to come to the door.
It was the first time that Fu Li was so angry.
In the past, it was always Jiang Yi's various provocations, but this time, Fu Li was really moved, the two smashed the divine realm to pieces, and fought all the way from the Heavenly Palace to the world, as if they were not dying. In the end, Jiang Yi was weak-hearted, and felt that this matter was indeed that he was sorry for Fu Li, although it was unintentional, but it ruined his marriage.
He withdrew his spiritual power and received a sword from Fuli, and a sword pierced through his chest and fell from Qinchuan, where he was in a coma for several days.
At this point, the two broke up, and Jiang Yi never went to look for Fu Li again.
Later, Jiang Yi refused the worship of the night god, and he was entangled by the dark cloud beads, Jiang Yi actually didn't have any temper, but he had to follow the woman wherever he went, and he was really constrained, and even he had to take care not to hurt her when he practiced the sword.
In desperation, he prepared to find Sanshengshi to erase his marriage, completely breaking the idea of dark cloud beads.
As soon as the ban on Jiuxian Mountain was broken, he didn't want Fu Li to hurry to stop him, and the two fought fiercely, and the relationship broke the ice.
"Heyββ-"
The thought of that annoying dark cloud bead made Jiang Yi's head hurt.
That girl is good-looking, and her temperament is quite gentle and cute.
But whether it was Yaoguang at the beginning or Jiang Yi now, they don't like to be pestered by women all day long.
Jiang Yi stretched out his hand and pushed Fu Li on his side: "You said back then, how could you stand it?"
Fu Li was pushed by Jiang Yi, the cold look on his face faded, showing a little ignorance, and said, "What?"
Jiang Yi rarely saw Fu Li's appearance, so he stared at Fu Li's eyes and smiled: "Your annoying fiancΓ©e before, have you forgotten? We're going to be in the Netherworld, and maybe we'll run into it. β
Fu Li was stared at by Jiang Yi, as if he was a little uncomfortable, and turned his head.
After Jiang Yi poured out the bitter water, he suddenly remembered the fierce appearance of Fu Li who was looking for him with a sword after he was divorced, and reached out to cover his mouth. After all, Fu Li really looked like that girl very much back then, and he said in front of Fu Li that she was upset by the dark clouds, didn't she deliberately provoke trouble?
Damn it! How did he think to say this.
When Fu Li heard this, he seemed to recall something bad, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said, "I fought with you, not because of her." β
"Huh?" Jiang Yi tilted his head, expressing doubt.
It's not because of the clouds?
"What's that for?"
β...... Think for yourself. β