I slowly raised my eyes and looked at the fan that was being whipped to the ground, "Why abuse yourself?"

"You won't believe anything I say, will you?"

"Hmm. Just because you have poisoned me with peacock gall, and because you want to lure Rong Ji into dividing my relationship with him, I will not trust you in my life. So, don't do it again, isn't it good to let yourself go?" I looked at the haggard tilting fan and casually persuaded me.

At first, I didn't understand how she could make such a big bet and directly bet her innocence and safety. Now, after touching the resentment in her eyes, I finally understood her intentions.

First, she really hoped that she would be desperate to get the result she wanted.

Moreover, she also needs these pains and tribulations to make her remember this hardship and strengthen her belief in revenge.

The mandrills couldn't see the embarrassed appearance of the fan covered in blood, and they couldn't cry silently, and wailed all over the sky.

I was disturbed by the howl of the ghost crying wolf behind me, and I was about to cut off the vines wrapped around the ankle of the fan, but a scimitar flew from the cave, and I quickly cut off the vines at the ankle of the fan, and caused her to pounce impartially into Rong Ji's arms.

Suddenly, Bull walked out of the Mixed Yuan Cave with a long whip in his hand.

He seemed to have lost his mind, and directly ignored me as a defensive stance, and waved the long whip in his hand towards the tilting fan that was pushed aside by Rong Ji.

I took the opportunity to twist a cobweb, intending to cage Boole and the Tilting Fan in the cobweb, but the Tilting Fan seemed to notice it, twisted his waist and tilted towards Rong Ji's body, successfully avoiding the half-human-wide liquid cobweb.

Damn it!

I'd rather fall asleep with Bull than face the treacherous Bull alone.

But then again, there are very few people in my dreams who can be my opponent, and even if Boole is cunning, I have a way of beating him all over the ground.

Clearing the fog of dreams, the four fierce beasts of gluttony, gluttony, chaos, and poverty and strange were separated from the four corners, staring at me standing in the middle of the forest, defenseless.

I took a sip of relief, never expecting the presence of fierce beasts in the Bull Dream Realm, and quickly took out the weak water cloak and covered myself tightly.

In my opinion, the four fierce beasts are no different from the paper tigers that are strong in the outside. However, I don't want to provoke them, after all, more is better than less, and I'm not idle enough to watch the beasts play monkey shows.

"Help, help!"

Behind him, there were suddenly four terrified cries for help.

I suddenly turned around, and saw Bul slightly open in an emerald coat, and four strands of hemp rope in his hands.

At the other end of the hemp rope, there were four panicked and tearful boudoir girls.

Bul stood in the center of the four fierce beasts, and Hang'er Lang whistled locally, threw the hemp rope in his hand, and flew up to the treetops, watching the bloody picture of the fierce beasts chasing people and eating people.

I really couldn't hear the girl's mournful cries for help, so I hurriedly turned my head and didn't dare to look directly at the particularly bloody killing scene.

I was terrified to hear the movement in the woods, but my mind was clearer.

If everything in the dream is true, then the person who kept the beast in captivity and the person who instructed the poor to dig the emperor's tomb will be Boer. Even, even the tilting fan may be coerced by Bull for killing the beast as she herself said.

Wrong.

Boole was nothing more than a fairy bird, and he could never have such a great chance of killing, nor could he have painstakingly set up a game that was not beneficial to him.

The only possibility is that Bull or someone deliberately hid Bull's true dreams in advance.

With that in mind, I put away my weak water cloak, knotted my fingertips with cobwebs, and teleported behind Bull, cruising him in a dream again.

This layer of dreams is also called a dream within a dream.

Raising my hand to clear the fog of dreams, I went back to the day when Bull was stunned by the harp in the middle of the night, and then froze to death.

Bul's soul left his body, fluttered out of the window, and trembled up in the cold days.

His body had just cooled down, so his soul was also very weak, not only could not withstand the sun and rain for a long time, but even the occasional cold wind could not withstand it.

Unfortunately, the place where Bull's soul was located was cold, and it didn't take two strokes to blow Bull's soul almost to pieces.

"Poor little thing, Soul Gathering!"

Just as Bull was about to be gone, the fan came with a sandpiper bird in his arms.

She casually saved Bull's life, and locked Bull's soul to the sandpiper bird, "Woe and blessing rely on, and blessing and misfortune lie in wait." Your life is not over but you die in Huangquan, which is a disaster. However, from now on, you can store it on the sandpiper bird, and you will soon become immortal, which is a turning point. ”

Boole curled up in the arms of the fan, looking deeply at the fan with a light smile on his face, as warm as the warm sun.

As soon as the dream turned, I saw the medicine fairy leading the people of Limin, raising his arms and shouting, forcing the fan covered with light veils to a dead end.

At this time, Boer had been practicing for decades.

He hurriedly grabbed the fan's shoes in his mouth, trying to use his meager spiritual power to pull the fan up from the bottom of the cliff.

However, until he exhausted his cultivation, he could not save the tilting fan.

How easy is it for a mayfly to shake a tree?

People all over the world want to fan to death, Boole is just a small sandpiper bird, *** the divine power to turn the tide?

The people retreated, and Boer stood on the cliffs, staring at the abyss beneath his feet for a long time, until the night swallowed up its sorrow.

The dream changed again, and I followed the grief-stricken Boole and teleported to the Nanqiang jungle tens of thousands of years later.

In the dense forest, the fan returned with blood.

Her eyes are no longer as bright as they were tens of thousands of years ago.

Her face has not aged with the passage of time, and she is still beautiful.

It's just that the corners of her curved lips no longer rise upward, and the original innocence and sweetness seem to have died in the catastrophe that belonged to her alone tens of thousands of years ago.

Bull, who was pulling the crickets on the trees in the forest to relieve his boredom, accidentally found the Phoenix Lord who had returned from blood, and fell off the branch excitedly, and said in a trembling voice, "Phoenix Lord, I knew you would come back." ”

"Clovele, help me. ”

Tilting Fan smiled reluctantly, thinking that Bull was still unswervingly defending her when she was pointed out by Qianfu, and the aura around Tilting Fan softened a little.

Bull reined in the ruffian aura around him, knelt down in front of the fan upright, and said impassionedly, "Er'er is willing to swear allegiance to the Phoenix Lord to the death." ”

Tilting Fan nodded with satisfaction, and then told the cause and effect, "The ancient demon god predicted that the phoenix god and phoenix lord on this continent will go mad and become a terrifying demon god of destruction, and will die under the sword of the king of Donglin. ”

"The king of the east is so blind, and if I were to find him, I would have to peck him blind. Bull said indignantly.

Tilting Fan shook his head, "The Donglin King's divine power is monstrous, and you are by no means his opponent." Only now, only by luring the other Phoenix God and Phoenix Lord in this world to the Demon Dao can I be able to retreat with my whole body and show my revenge plan in sufficient time. ”

Bull hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Is the Ancient Demon God's prophecy really wrong?"

"Since I am born to die, I need to be extremely careful every step of the way, and I will not allow accidents. Tilting Fan said firmly, and then hooked his finger at Bull, telling him to do what he asked.

When Bul heard this, he was deeply puzzled, "Lord Feng, if you want the Demon God Theory to be fulfilled on Youge, why do you want to set up many checkpoints so tortuously, at the expense of losing your innocence?"

Tilting Fan sighed helplessly, "Her experience is similar to mine, how can I bear to hurt her with my own hands?"

"But you have done great harm to her by attacking her flesh and blood, and dividing the relationship between her and the king of Donglin. Bull said quite pertinently.

"I can't protect myself, how can I take care of so much? As long as I didn't hurt her with my own hands, I would feel less sorry in my heart. ”

Bull nodded heavily, and whispered to the fan, "What should I do after you have gained the trust of the King of Donglin?"

"And Ge is good at dreaming, she must be curious about the relationship between you and me. You let her tie you up and fall asleep, remember not to hurt her. As for the king of Donglin, once he is unfaithful to the song, with the character of the song, even if he loves him, he will not hesitate to leave him. When their husband and wife are separated, and the song loses the help of the king of Donglin, as long as they are slightly bewitched, it is very easy to go mad. ”

"It is rumored that the king of Donglin is extremely dedicated, and I am afraid that it will be even more difficult for him to empathize with him. Bull said with extreme caution, clearly not agreeing with the idea of tilting the fan.

Tilting Fan swore and said, "It's a big deal, I will use my life's work to bewitch the king of Donglin." After all, he is a man of strong blood, and I don't believe that there are still people in the world who can withstand the tens of thousands of years of hard work I have practiced. ”

She's such a lunatic!

For revenge, do whatever it takes. Only, what she didn't know was when she was blinded by hatred

She said it so firmly that I didn't know the bottom of my heart.

It's not that I don't believe in tolerance, but the trick of tilting the fan is too ruthless.

If she exhausts her life's strength to bewitch Rongji, if Rongji wants to resist her onslaught, she can only lose tens of thousands of years of skill.

Therefore, regardless of whether the tolerance can resist the bewitchment of the tilting fan, the person who suffers will be the tolerance.

Thinking of this, I busily twisted my fingers, threatening to crush Boole's dream-within-a-dream.

"Yume, it's all here, why rush to leave?"

Bull suddenly turned around, grabbed my wrist with one hand, and said in a wicked manner.

I looked at Bull in amazement, and I had a bad premonition in my heart, "You killed yourself?"

"yes. She saved my life, and now that she needs help, I'll give her my life back. Brnes said sneeringly, the light in his eyes dimmering.

His face was dejected, and his body must have been cold.

The old dreams of the dead are like an impenetrable cage, and if they are inadvertently locked in the old dreams of the rest of their lives, the end is to guard the fog in the dream until death comes.

I was struck to the brink of collapse by this sudden turn of events, and the resentment in my heart soared at the thought that I was most likely separated from the Yin and Yang of Rongji.

With a faint smile on his face, Bull slowly sat down on the low stake and said calmly, "I'm sorry. I know you're innocent, but the fan is the person I want to protect all my life, and I can give up everything for her. ”

"It has nothing to do with me who you want to protect, but what right do you have to force me to pay for my life?" I grabbed his placket, clenched my fists, and smashed punch after punch into his cheek, until I smashed his cheek bones to pieces, and I still felt indignant.

Bull raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, and said solemnly, "Hege, if you really want to escape from the old dream of the rest of your life, you can still do it, can't you? In addition, you can also choose to control your mind by demonic nature, step into the demonic path, and break through the old dreams of the rest of your life through demonic nature. ”

What Bull said, I have also considered.

It's just that I don't want to give up the pregnant spirit in my womb, nor do I want to be corrupted by evil qi and become a demon.

"Are you really not afraid of being trapped in the old dreams of the rest of your life?" Bull asked me incomprehensibly, seeing that I had not moved.

"I'm afraid. But I know I'm not alone. At the moment, although I can't get out of the old dreams of the rest of my life, it doesn't mean that I can't break into the old dreams of the rest of my life. ”

I sat down on a stump of a dead tree that was neither tall nor short, closed my eyes and rested, hoping that Rong Ji would come through the clouds and fog as in the past, and take me out of this old dream that I could not get out of.

"I'm sorry, I love her. ”

Bull murmured in a low voice, so softly that it was like a feather falling on the surface of the water, without a ripple.

It seems to me that Bull's love itself is a mistake. Love is not blindly indulgent and flattering, nor is it pandering and compromising without a bottom line. As far as the fan is concerned, Boole's hobby is like a poison, which does more harm than good.

"Bull, when you do something in the name of love, it is equivalent to directing the fan in the direction of the demon. Do you think that a person who has not forgotten his original good intentions can embark on the path of the demon god? The prophecy of the ancient demon dragon is not so terrible, but it is a pity that you are used to scaring yourself, and the good show has not yet begun, but you cut off all the back roads. ”

As soon as the words fell, the dark sky suddenly lit up.

The rolling dark clouds dispersed suddenly with the dead air in the sky, so it was stepping on the moon and riding the breeze.

In the next moment, he held a trident in his hand and neatly cut a big opening on the sky.

I suddenly got up, jumped in the air, and flew in the direction where I was, "How did you get in?"

Therefore, Yun said lightly, "I was reluctant to die, and I was reluctant to Pearl to be trapped in a dream, so I had to do my best to save Erer." ”

"Bull killed himself, his life is over, how did you save him?"

Therefore, he always had a faint smile on his face, but he deliberately avoided my questioning.

He slowly raised his hand and touched my eyelids, "I have seen the appearance of pearls when they cry, it is indeed beautiful." But I like the pearl of the stars in my eyes even more, so bright that people dare not look at it directly. ”

"Is it because the wine is not gone? Why are you chattering?" I unconsciously avoided my hand, and stared at him with a light smile on his face and tears in his eyes.

So he shook his head, "After learning that pearls like to eat drunken mussels, I drank alcohol every day. Now, although I haven't reached the realm of a thousand cups of not getting drunk, one or two cups of peach blossom brewing can't be difficult for me. ”

"Really?"

"It's true. Therefore, while responding, he took out a brocade from his sleeve and solemnly handed it to me, "Pearl, I should go, be sure to cherish it." ”

"Where are you going?" I looked down at the brocade in my hand, intending to put it in my sleeve, but I accidentally caught a glimpse of the dense small words on the brocade hand, and I realized that this guy had written another suicide note.

"Pearl, if one day, you find me dying or dying of anger in the peach blossom stream, don't be afraid, just steam me. That's the last thing I can do for you. If you eat happily, I have no regrets. ”

The last words written by himself are displayed on the brocade. Like last time, in the suicide note of just a few dozen words, he wrote several words incorrectly in a row, but I was moved to not know what to say.

"Stupid mussel, did you give the black pearl to Bull?" I tugged at the sleeve of my coat, afraid that he would suddenly disappear in front of me.

Bull realized that he had been saved by the old man, and he stepped forward with a surprised face, his hands clasped around the old man's arms, and he asked the old man with great excitement, "Why did you save me?"

"You are my soulmate who I have been looking for for most of my life, and the pearl is the pearl in my palm that I want to protect all my life, and I naturally want to save it. Therefore, the eyes are bright, and the sadness in the eyes is suppressed by the tenderness of the restriction, and the eyes are ten thousand years.

Bull didn't expect it, so in order to save him, he actually offered a black pearl equivalent to Dandan Yuan in the river mussel. His voice weakened, and his words were full of pain, "Silly mussel, don't you know that there will never be peace between the snipe and the mussel?"

Therefore, his pale skin was shiny and flowing, and he tugged at Boole's sleeve and said softly, "Er'er, I don't have a good memory, I can't remember things." Can you take me back to the Peach Blossom Stream? I'm going to take advantage of the good spring to leave a few more cups of peach blossom brew for the pearls. ”

Bull closed his eyes in pain, and after a few tosses and turns, finally spat out a "good" word.

In an instant, the dream shattered.

I was pushed out of my dream by a strong external force, and I fell hard into the dark Mixed Element Cave.

Half-leaning at my feet, with a pair of scissors in his heart, covered in blood, Boole pursed his lips and pulled out the scissors from his heart. He turned around, carefully picked up the memory that was rapidly declining, and said softly, "Good, I'll take you back to Peach Blossom Stream." ”

So he nodded heavily and answered softly, "Okay." ”

Before leaving, he looked back three times, and stopped talking.

I couldn't bear the affection of others, because I had once again lost the black pearl that was so important to him, and I was at a loss as to how to remedy it.

After thinking about it again and again, he finally paused, and a little doting appeared in his eyes, "Pearl, you must come to the peach blossom stream in March." If it takes a long time, my old river mussel will not be fragrant. ”

What a stupid mussel!

He really thought I was so hungry that I wouldn't even let go of my confidant. In fact, after knowing him, the chopped pepper river mussel only eats chopped pepper, and the lotus leaf wrapped mussel only gnaws lotus leaves.

Bull grabbed the waist of the old man with one hand, and carried the old man who refused to leave for a long time on his shoulder. Without squinting, he bypassed the embarrassed tilting fan at the entrance of the Mixed Yuan Cave and walked away.

At the entrance of the Mixed Yuan Cave, the noisy mandrill is nowhere to be found.

In the silence of the night, only Rong Ji and Tilt Fan looked at each other nervously.

I watched Jongji's face silently, and it happened to meet his amber eyes.

He strode over to me, nervous and shivering, "I'm sorry. ”

For no reason, why did he apologize?

Could it be that, as Bull said in the dream, Rong Ji was bewitched by the extraordinary charm of the fan, and did what he shouldn't have done?

Thinking of this, I held his cheek in distress and said with relief, "Don't be sad, you can still use it when you wash it." ”

“.........”

Rong Ji Jian frowned slightly, and looked at me a little confused, "What are you talking about?"

So far, where do I dare to reveal the scars of Rongji. If he will not mention it, I will never mention it again.

"Promise me, don't look for short-sightedness. ”

Thinking of the particularly serious cleanliness habit of tolerance, I was not very relieved to admonish.

Rong Ji finally understood what I was saying, and patiently explained, "I'm just sorry that I couldn't rush to fight with you in the first place. As for the clumsy trick of the fan, it didn't work for me at all. ”

"Huh?"

He actually said that the tricks that he had practiced for tens of thousands of years did not work for him......

I blinked, my gaze involuntarily moving down, staring at his crotch with a worried sigh, always worried that he was ill.

Rong Ji scratched my nose and whispered in my ear, "If you stare like this again, I'm afraid you'll have to have a few more 'lives'." ”

I quickly withdrew my gaze and said, "It's okay." ”

"In my heart, you are the sunset on the horizon, and she is the mud on the tidal flats. After seeing the brilliance of the glow, how can you be confused by the sludge?"

I know he is deliberately exaggerating, but I am very happy to hear him say this.

"In your heart, I'm just mud on the tidal flats?" said the tilting fan standing quietly on the side, she covered her heart with one hand, and her body was like a weak willow supporting the wind, and she was very delicate.

"Tilting fan, is it interesting to deceive yourself? If you don't like him, why do you have to put on a look of deep affection?" I looked at the sad tilting fan with a blank face, and the pity for her in my heart disappeared in an instant.

"You're not me, how do you know how much I like him?"

It was as if it were real, and if I hadn't broken Bull's dream, I would have been deceived by the fan.

Unfortunately, I stumbled through Bull's dream-within-a-dream, and found out the past of Bull and the Tilting Fan.

At first, I thought that the fan had suffered some kind of love, and even the name was stained with the homonym of "love".

Now, I finally get it.

The fan is indeed suffering from affection. It's just that there is not only one person who hurt her, but thousands of Li people.

"At this point, you don't need to pretend to be confused. In order to lead me to the devil's path, how many sins have you created?" I didn't bother to make peace with her, and said bluntly.

"I've been an innocent victim from beginning to end. The fan pointed to his nose, extremely emotional.

She didn't lift it in one breath, rolled her eyes, and almost lost her breath.

I shook my head, and with my bare hands gently touched the thin cloud of smoke at the entrance of the cave, gathering it into a curtain.

On the curtain, there is the taste of the world that is ignored by the fan.

She always said that the Qingqiu fox fairy clan deserved to die, but she didn't know the fear of the lonely and helpless Ono when he was devoured by gluttony. If she is innocent, Ono is more innocent than her.

She only remembered that the people had driven her to a dead end, but she completely ignored Bull, who had spent her life cultivating to save her. If there is pain, Bull has borne no less than she has.

She returned bloodied, bent on revenge.

Therefore, the medicine immortal, who had blamed herself all his life because of the death of the phoenix lord, helped her with her life, and because of the grace of dripping water, Bull, who remembered tens of thousands of years, tossed and bruised all over her body.

The fan stared at the painful scene on the smoke screen, his eyes were scarlet, and he didn't say a word.

"You were indeed innocent back then. But aren't these people who hurt you and died because of you innocent? You may not know that Lin Zhongxiao thought that you had suffered a misfortune and bowed to me three times and nine times, just to beg me to save your life. Fan, do you know that every wrong step you take is forcing you to a dead end?" I raised my hand to brush away the thin smoke curtain in front of me, and I couldn't hide the look of disappointment in my eyes.

"Don't, don't say it!"

Tilting his fan covered his ears, shook his head vigorously, and roared hysterically.

"Tilt the fan, turn back to the shore. "I originally planned to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and then kill it quickly to prevent future troubles.

Unfortunately, my heart is not ruthless enough.

When I thought of the despair I felt when I was forced to jump off the platform, I understood the hatred in my heart.

If it weren't for the fact that Rong Ji spared no effort to influence me with love, I might have embarked on the old road of tilting fans, taking pleasure in the misery of all people, and slaughtering people to become demons.

"You're not going to kill me?" Tilt Fan slowly lowered his hand covering his ears, and looked at me with a look of embarrassment and confusion.

I pointed to the mandrill panting outside the Mixed Yuan Cave with a torch holding the elixir Lingzhi in its arms, and said softly, "They are reluctant to let you die." Wouldn't it be better to forget the past and be a free and loose immortal?"

Tilting Fan raised his eyes to look at the mandrills outside the cave who grew crooked melons and cracked dates, turned his back again and again, covered his mouth and nose with both hands, and cried bitterly.

I was worried about it, and I was about to go to the Peach Blossom Stream to find out, but the fan stopped me urgently.

"Wait, there are some things I need to talk to you about. The fan tugged at my arm, and the nasal voice was particularly thick.

I curled the corners of my lips slightly and smiled knowingly, "I would like to hear about it." ”

When I realized that Bull's dream was hidden, I knew that the fan was fully prepared. In other words, even if I succeeded in her dream, what I saw with my own eyes might not be all the truth.

In view of this, I changed my way, moving with emotion and reasoning, hoping that she could tell her what she had done and tell me.

She took a deep breath and said cautiously, "After I returned from blood, I made a detailed revenge plan. I originally planned to wash Qingqiu in blood and destroy the fox fairy clan to avenge the fox emperor for revealing my whereabouts, but after I went, I found that Qingqiu had suffered retribution, and only one single seedling was left. However, I don't intend to let her go, but choose to use her to lead you to the Nanqiang Jungle. ”

"Brought me to the Nanqiang Jungle just to force me into a demon god to prevent you from harm?"

Tilt Fan shook his head, "Perhaps, there is a more docile way to dispel the demon dragon's prophecy. But your happiness really pierced my eyes, and because of jealousy, I kept saying that I didn't want to hurt you, but I hurt you again and again with a clear conscience. I poisoned the peacock gall in the dust of the world, and then teamed up with the medicine fairy to try to force you to give up the pregnant spirit in your womb. After that, in order to separate you from the king of Donglin, I cooperated with the fierce beast Qiqi, and entered the emperor's tomb alone and turned out the object stained with the immortal yuan of the emperor and queen of heaven. It's just that, after all, Qiqi is a fierce beast, unruly and uncontrollable, I am afraid that it will do bad things but I don't have enough strength to fight it, so I have to take the opportunity to kill it in the name of commitment. ”

No matter what, she also served as the Phoenix God and Phoenix Lord. Even if the serious injury is not healed and the spiritual root is not stable, it will not be able to defeat a fierce beast, right?

She seemed to see my doubts, and patiently explained, "I really won't be able to defeat a beast. But since I have made up my mind to devote my life's work to the charm of the king of Donglin, I cannot waste any of my strength to fight the fierce beast. ”

After that, I had seen it all through Bull's dream within a dream, so I was not interested in listening to her anymore, so I asked her bluntly, "Do you know Huaqing?"

Tilting Fan shook his head, "I only know that she is a Taoist priest of Huaqing Mountain, and there is no relationship between her and her." ”

"Then, but you transformed into the appearance of a warlock in the rivers and lakes, and induced the demons in Qiangmen Village, so that he slaughtered the entire village by mistake?"

Tilt Fan denied, "It's not me." Qiangmen Village has always been an evil sect, and I have never entered it. ”

If what she said is true, the tragedy in Qiangmen Village should have nothing to do with her, and the initiator is more like Huaqing, who has not shown up for a long time.

However, I always feel that there is still an inextricable connection between the tilting fan and Huaqing. But what the tilting fan said was not leaky, and for a while, I couldn't find evidence that could prove that Hua Qing had a different heart, so I had to give up.

In a daze, hundreds of sandpiper birds joined each other head and tail, forming a grass ring, and flew slowly from the junction of the mountains.

Didn't Bull go back to the Peach Blossom Stream with him?

Could it be that these sandpipers are not here for Boer?

I jumped in the air, climbed high and looked into the distance, squinting slightly at the approaching sandpiper birds, only to find that they were hanging their heads and feeling unusually depressed, and their clear eyes were also covered with a layer of mist, and there was a great tendency for mountain rain to come.