The flowers on the Lihua tree kept falling down, and the man in black held a long sword, and in the falling Lihua, he walked towards Xia Gongzi and Mu Butterfly step by step, at this time, Xia Gongzi and Mu Butterfly After fighting with these black-clothed people for so long, their spiritual power was somewhat depleted, and they felt a little weak.

Xia Gongzi and Mu Butterfly endured the pain of the wound on their arms, looked at the group of black-clothed people who came over, and knew that the most important thing was to stop the sound of the piano on Feng Lingzhuo's hands, otherwise no matter how much spiritual power they used, these black-clothed people in front of them would never fall down as if they were not injured.

The moment the eye butterfly turned around and flew towards Feng Lingzhuo, Feng Lingzhuo looked at the eye butterfly that flew over, and the sound of the piano in his hand changed the tune again, and a group of black-clothed people controlled by the sound of the piano flew up from in front of Feng Lingzhuo and stopped the eye butterfly.

The eye butterfly used the spiritual power of the phoenix divine robe to block the black-clothed people who flew over, while on the other side, Xia Gongzi was fighting with another group of black-clothed people. The spiritual light slashed out from the Jin Ling Fan of Xia Gongzi, and the orange light slashed through the sword of the man in black, colliding with dazzling orange lights on the sword.

Dealing with the group of black clothes in front of him is very tricky for Mu Butterfly and Xia Gongzi, but they can't get close to Feng Lingzhuo, every time they fly towards Feng Lingzhuo, Feng Lingzhuo changes the sound of the piano to control these black-clothed people who will never fight in front of Mu Butterfly and Xia Gongzi, and can't get close to Feng Lingzhuo, which means that there is no way to stop Feng Lingzhuo's piano sound.

The butterfly put the phoenix god robe on his body, and the clothes were glowing with a faint blue light, and the blue light was drawn from the butterfly's hand, and the man in black blocked the butterfly's aura with the sword in his hand.

After fighting for a long time, the butterfly was a little weak, and the spiritual power was also consumed a lot, seeing that the sword of the man in black was about to stab, Xia Gongzi turned the brocade spirit fan in his hand into a huge one, and the brocade spirit fan was glowing with orange aura.

The butterfly felt the powerful spiritual power of Xia Gongzi's Jin Ling Fan on the side of Xia Gongzi, and an orange light fanned out from the Jin Ling Fan, and the group of black-clothed people in front of him fell to the ground by the orange spiritual light fan of the Jin Ling Fan.

Xia Gongzi held the handle of the Jin Ling Fan in his hand, and flew towards Feng Lingzhuo, an orange light was drawn out of the Jin Ling Fan and scattered on Feng Lingzhuo's body, and the butterflies also flew over, the blue light flashed, and the blue spiritual light slashed towards Feng Lingzhuo, after Feng Lingzhuo's piano and hand were separated, the man in black who lost the control of the piano sound, slowly fell down, and fell under the flower tree.

Feng Lingzhuo was knocked down by the orange and blue aura of Xia Gongzi and the butterfly and hit a Lihua tree, and the broken Lihua branch fell down with Feng Lingzhuo, and Feng Lingzhuo fell heavily on the ground full of Lihua petals, spitting bright red blood in his mouth, and the blood splashed on the white Lihua petals, staining the white petals red.

Xia Gongzi transformed the Jin Ling Fan into a sword glowing with orange spiritual light, and walked towards Feng Lingzhuo, and at the moment when Xia Gongzi raised his sword to stab at Feng Lingzhuo, a black-clothed masked man flew down.

The familiar darts spun and flew over, and Xia Gongzi used the sword in his hand to block the flying darts, and the blocked darts passed by Xia Gongzi and inserted them into the flower tree. The black-clothed masked man quickly took Feng Lingzhuo away.

Xia Gongzi wanted to catch up, but found that he had escaped without a trace, Xia Gongzi took down the dart from the flower tree, looked at it, and determined that this black-clothed masked man was the one who secretly killed the black-clothed people who were following everyone.

Under the white Lihua tree, pieces of white Lihua fell down, like snowflakes falling from the sky, Xia Gongzi dragged his tired body, with scars, and slowly walked towards Rusi lying on the ground.

Xia Gongzi walked over and looked at Ru Si, Ru Qing, and Shi Yingjun who were lying on the ground, and Xia Gongzi's tired face showed a worried look.

"They just passed out. Shi Ziying saw that Xia Gongzi was worried about Rusi, so she told Xia Gongzi that Rusi was only unconscious.

The butterfly stood under the tree that fell from the flower, looking at the white petals falling all over the ground, and some of the petals that were red with blood, looking at the man in black lying on the ground.

In the territory of the Feng clan where the snow was falling, looking at the fallen Feng people, they were so heartbroken that they couldn't do anything, and tears instantly moistened the eyes of the butterfly, slipped from the eye sockets, and fell to the ground like white petals on a flower tree.

Since awakening the spiritual power of the phoenix god in the butterfly's body in the blood gathering mountain, the memory of the phoenix god has also remembered most of it, but there are still some memories that are just fragments, like this falling petal, I want to put it together, but no matter how I put it together, I can't piece it together.

The butterfly pressed the painful head with both hands, the memory was recovering little by little, and the phoenix god clothes on his body were glowing with a faint blue light, remembering the love with the fox king, the man who loved the phoenix god so much that he gave up his life, but the spirit of the fox king at this moment was still sealed in this phoenix god robe.

The butterfly touched the phoenix robe she was wearing, and she didn't know why, every time she put it on, she always felt a faint sadness in her heart. Before the Spirit of the Fox King was sealed, he felt this faint sadness.

The petals on the tree fell messily, falling on the butterfly's dark hair, the butterfly stood alone under the tree of the flower, after the painful memories, wiped the tears in the corners of his eyes, and stepped on the petals on the ground to walk towards Quartz.

The butterfly looked at Quartz-Jun's blood-stained wound, and the blue light scattered on Quartz-Jun's body, using the spiritual power of the phoenix's divine clothes to heal Quartz-Jun's wounds.

Xia Gongzi looked at Ru Qing and Ru Si who were in a coma, and their injuries were too serious, and they had not woken up for the time being, and they were distressed. After being treated with the spiritual power of the Phoenix Divine Clothes, Quartz Jun has slowly woken up, and seeing that the Butterfly saved himself with the spiritual power of the Phoenix Divine Clothes, Shi Yingjun showed a happy smile on his face, but at this time, Shi Ziying was a little unhappy, feeling that Shi Yingjun didn't remember his own good at all, and only remembered the butterfly.

The butterfly saw that Ru Qing and Ru Si were still asleep, and used the spiritual power of the Phoenix Divine Clothes to heal Ru Qing and Ru Si, but the spiritual power of the Phoenix Divine Clothes was still the same as the last time they saved Ru Qing, and they could not be fused with the spiritual power of Ru Qing and Ru Si.

Mu Butterfly looked at Han Qi'er, who was frightened and silent on the side, and remembered to find out where Han Sumu was being held.

"Young Master Xia, Ziying, you take care of the three of them first, and Qi'er and I will go to find Han Sumu. Xia Gongzi and Shi Ziying nodded, looking at the quartz who had just woken up, Shi Ziying's heart was also much happier.

The butterfly took Han Qi'er's little hand and turned around and walked forward. Mu Butterfly and Han Qi'er walked through the houses one by one, and pushed the door open but couldn't find Han Sumu. Han Qi'er was eager to find her mother, and she took small steps quickly.

"Mother, where are you? We're looking for you. Han Qi'er shouted Han Sumu loudly.

"Su Mu, I'm the Phoenix God, we're looking for you, where are you?" Mu Butterfly shouted Han Sumu's name, shouting and walking.

Han Sumu was in the dim room, faintly heard the voice of his son Han Qi'er and the voice of Fengshen calling his name, so he got up from the ground, although Han Sumu was strangled by a rope, unable to speak, and his hands and feet were also tied, but Han Sumu looked at the rice bowl on the table, and even moved to the edge of the rice bowl.

Han Sumu pushed the rice bowl with his head, until the rice bowl hit the ground, clattered, and shattered in half, Han Sumu showed a slight smile.

Mu Butterfly and Han Qi'er heard a bang, and said in unison: "Over there." Then the two ran in the direction of the sound of the rice bowl shattering, pushed the door, there was a spiritual power seal on the door, and the blue light of the butterfly appeared, and the spiritual power seal on the door was lifted with the spiritual power of the phoenix divine clothes, and the moment the door was opened, Han Qi'er let go of the hand of the butterfly, and ran over to help up his mother Han Sumu who was lying on the ground.

"Mother. Han Qi'er pulled the rope tied to Han Sumu's body with her little hands, but she couldn't pull it.

A butterfly flashed aura, the rope on Han Sumu's body was loosened and scattered on the ground, and Han Sumu looked at Han Qi'er with tears in his eyes.

"Qi'er. ”

"Mother. ”

Han Sumu's mother and son shouted to each other, and at this moment, Han Sumu's mother and son's tears flowed.

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