Chapter Seventy-Five: Parting in a Dream

Ru Qing and Ru Si took out the ancient bamboo wine that had been stored in the cellar for more than 500 years and let everyone taste it. At this time, Xia Gongzi understood that Rusi compared the amount of alcohol with himself last time in Jinmi Village, it turned out that Rusi was a woman who loved to drink and drank very well, Xia Gongzi looked at Rusi's face blankly, this gentle and tender Rusi was like water, and it was completely impossible to see that this amount of wine was comparable to that of a man.

After living in the green silk bamboo forest for a few days, Rusi and Ruqing's injuries have also healed a lot. It's time to say goodbye to the green silk bamboo forest again.

"You two stay in the Qingsi Bamboo Forest, let's go to the Blood Gathering Mountain to see Shi Yingjun and Shi Ziying. With that, the three of them took up their burdens and prepared to leave.

"We're going to go together, too. Ru Qing and Ru Si also wanted to go together.

"The injuries of the two of you have just healed, so let's stay in the green silk bamboo forest to recuperate. The butterfly looked at the Ru sisters.

"Miss Mu, Brother Sexun, I want to go with me too. Ruth looked at Lang Shixun, and then at the butterfly.

"I want to go see Brother Shi. Ru Qing's longing eyes made people look at it and couldn't refuse.

"But neither your wounds nor your spiritual powers have healed or recovered. The butterfly hesitated for a moment and looked at Ru Qing and Ru Si.

"Let's go together. Ru Qing and Ru Si stared at the butterfly with longing eyes.

"Okay, you guys go with you, and I'll take care of it. Xia Gongzi looked at Rusi, fanned the paper fan in his hand and said with a smile.

Ru Qing and Ru Si looked at this suave Xia Gongzi and were speechless. Under Ru Si and Ru Qing's pleading again, everyone agreed to take the Ru family sisters and walk towards the Blood Gathering Mountain.

Packed up their baggage and prepared to leave this green silk bamboo forest, Ru Qing and Ru Si kept looking back, looking at the familiar green silk bamboo forest that gradually disappeared from sight.

After walking on the road for several days, they came to the Blood Gathering Mountain, where the guards of the fox clan respectfully welcomed their return. Seeing that the injuries of Shi Yingjun and Shi Ziying were almost healed, the guilt of the butterfly was much less.

"Girl. Quartz Jun ran over and affectionately shouted the name of the butterfly.

"Yo, it's changed, has the phoenix god woken up?" After Shi Ziying saw it on the side, she was extremely unhappy, walked over, and looked at the butterfly.

"Zi Hotaru. It's fine if you're okay. ”

"It's all your fault, my cousin and I almost died. Shi Ziying glared at the butterfly.

The guilt in Mu Butterfly's heart began to spread again, and she began to blame herself, it was indeed because she was the phoenix god and the master of the phoenix god's clothes that she had affected so many people.

The butterfly pressed her head, and her head began to hurt very badly again, and the picture of the Feng clan's blades facing each other in a scream reappeared in his mind.

"Miss Mu, are you alright?" everyone helped the butterfly to lie down in the palace.

"I think she's just pretending. Shi Zi glanced at the butterfly.

"Shi Ziying, can you say a few words? If it weren't for the girl who saved you with the spiritual power of the phoenix divine clothes, would you still be alive?" Xia Gongzi looked at Shi Ziying, and he really couldn't get used to the temper of this rude and willful rich daughter.

"I don't need her to save me, it's not that she hurt all of us, killed Miss Xia, and Master Shi. Shi Ziying said to herself, and the careful Ru Qing heard Shi Ziying say this, turned Shi Ziying with her arm, and motioned Shi Ziying to stop talking.

When Shi Yingjun and Xia Gongzi heard what Shi Ziying said, their hearts instantly felt sad, and Xia Gongzi thought of the sister who liked dog's tail grass. And Quartz Jun remembered his father, who was killed by the ghost when he was fighting with the ghost to fight for the spirit of fire.

They helped the butterfly to lie down in the palace and walked out. The blood of the rocky cliff gathers on the mountain, Lang Shixun stands on the top of the mountain, those cool winds blow through the melancholy on his face, his golden robe flutters in the wind, his back to the palace, I have to think of the heart-rending battle of 10,000 years ago.

Lang Shixun sighed deeply, and looked at this blood-gathering mountain that was prosperous 10,000 years ago, but now it is so deserted.

"As long as I'm here, I'll protect you even if I use my life. "The butterfly was lying on the bed, as if he had a nightmare, and his mind was 10,000 years ago, when the ghost clan and the Feng clan were fighting, the majestic and gentle face of the fox king was at the moment of falling.....

At this time, Shi Ziying walked in, saw the sleeping butterfly, picked up the dagger in his hand, and wanted to stab the sleeping butterfly, but was frightened by the footsteps of Lang Shixun walking in, Shi Ziying quietly hid the dagger in his hand and hid behind the pillar behind the palace.

Lang Shixun looked at the beads of sweat on the butterfly's head, put the back of his hand on the butterfly's forehead, made sure that there was no fever, and sat quietly on the side of the butterfly, looking at the butterfly.

"Fengshen, I'm leaving. In a dream, the butterfly dreamed that the fox king came to say goodbye to him, and he woke up suddenly, sat on the bed, touched the sweat on his head, and looked at Lang Shixun who was sitting on the side.

"You're having nightmares again. Lang Shixun said with concern.

"I dreamed of ....." Mu Butterfly couldn't say anything for a while, looking at Lang Shixun's face, but this was just a boarding body of the fox king.

The oath seal on Lang Shixun's palm began to glow faintly. Lang Shixun spread his palms. Looking at this oath seal with the spirit of the fox king, his heart was full of melancholy and he frowned. He placed his palms down on his knees.

"What's wrong with this oath seal?" Mu Butterfly looked at the oath seal on Lang Shixun's palm, and suddenly glowed with a faint light, and asked curiously.

"No, it's nothing..... Lang Shixun couldn't help but smile, stammered and said nothing, and then got up and turned his back to the butterfly, who looked at this lonely back, thinking about the farewell of the fox king in the dream just now, and felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Mu Butterfly got up, walked in the palace, looked at the self-portrait hanging on the wall, and the two puppet figures, Mu Butterfly picked up the puppet man, and said to himself: "Fox King, Fox King, I'm back." ”

At this time, Lang Shixun also walked over, and on the other side of the white cloth, he pulled another puppeteer: "Fengshen, I'm so happy to see you come back." ”

Suddenly, tears slipped down from the eyes of the butterfly, reincarnated and reborn to meet again, but it was still so sad.

"My phoenix god, who bullied you, let this king teach him a lesson. Lang Shixun took the male puppeteer and walked towards the female puppeteer, raising his hand as if wiping away tears from the corners of his eyes.

At the twilight of the setting sun, sprinkled on this rocky cliff of the blood-gathering mountain, the faint light fell on the puppeteers, and the butterfly and Lang Shixun pulled the puppeteer's line, recalling the good times of the fox king and the phoenix god in the past.

It used to be in this fox king's palace, the phoenix god wearing black wings, as if the frolicking sounds of the past were in front of him, echoing in this wide palace.

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