The dragon tongue ignored Feng Yan's words, and its inflorescence opened its bright red vertical mouth, swallowing Feng Yan's whole person.

The scorching heat that I had felt in my sleep was approaching again.

Only this time, the power of the spirit core to burst out and burn everything was far better than what she had felt in her dreams.

Feng Yan now fully understood the tactics of the dragon's tongue - first capture herself with a trap, and then use the blazing spirit core fire to burn herself completely.

Feng Yan suddenly sighed, in order to kill herself, this tree demon really took great pains.

The filaments made of twigs and vines were a thousand times more difficult to entangle than the dragon's tongue's previous methods, and they tightly bound Feng Yan's hands and feet to prevent her from struggling to escape.

The tenacity and flexibility of these filaments far exceed the limits of the dragon's tongue's ability to so far.

Feng Yan understands that this is exactly the role of traps.

She lay quietly inside the dragon's tongue without a struggle, even closing her eyes.

Seeing that Feng Yan seemed to have accepted her fate, more emotions came from the dragon's tongue - both the happiness and relief after the revenge was avenged, and the satisfaction of fulfilling the last wish of life......

This kind of near-perfect joy has not been seen in a human body for a long, long time.

Death in the world always brings regret, fear, and reluctance...... There is also strong remorse.

Inexplicably, she actually felt a trace of envy for the monster in front of her.

Feng Yan suddenly opened her lips lightly, "I...... Still don't understand. ”

Before the words fell, a huge horror came from the dragon's tongue.

"Don't be surprised, your tactics are really beautiful. Set a trap before the battle starts with some constraints in order to get an 'extra reward' after the trap is triggered - this technique I have only seen when the demon slayer dealt with monsters, and I have never seen a monster as smart as you.

"But, you've chosen the wrong opponent for yourself."

Feng Yan exerted a little force, and the filaments that were wrapped around her hands and feet broke together.

"I told you the first time we met, no monster in the world can hurt me." Feng Yan said softly, "You seem to think that this is just because your demon power was not strong enough at that time, but unfortunately it is not......

"There is not a gap between the strong and the weak." Feng Yan smiled, "It's hard for me to explain what happened to me. ”

In the darkness, she approached the core of the dragon's tongue.

It all happened so quickly that before the dragon tongue could even react, Feng Yan had already stretched out his hands and grabbed it tightly.

Feng Yan said softly, "I originally thought about whether to spare your life, my backyard is very big, and it doesn't hurt to have one more tree or flower...... But the first time I saw you today, I dispelled that idea - you gambled your life to kill me, so I ...... You have to show some sincerity. ”

The treeless branches and vines pierced the monster's own inflorescence, trying to remove Feng Yan from her body.

"Let me see who you really are."

……

In the spirit core of the dragon's tongue, there is a very small, but extremely dazzling fragment.

The seal totem that Feng Yan had been aware of from afar earlier was also covered by this fragment - it was obvious that this was the last bit of information it intended to leave to someone.

Feng Yan directly smashed the totem with violence.

The spirit core that had lost its seal shone brightly, and the turquoise light glowed with a gentle soft light, like fireflies on a summer night.

Feng Yan heard the sound of the dragon's tongue trembling slightly.

"Your Excellency."

Feng Yan frowned slightly.

My lord...... Does it mean Wei Xingzhen?

Before she could think about it, countless images poured into her sea of consciousness like fragments.

Among these pictures, there is herself, Wei Xingzhen, her father and mother, Xiao Qi, and her in the small courtyard of the Feng family...... There were countless people she knew or didn't recognize.

The dragon's tongue spoke again.

"It's always been ...... Adults who don't even know I exist."

"This letter is for you."

Feng Yan closed her eyes again with puzzlement.

……

……

My lord.

I've always wondered how I'm going to tell you about my two reincarnation lives in the future.

My story, and the advice I am going to give you next, would be ridiculous even if I listened to it myself.

You may be stunned, you may think that I am a madman, or even that I am a tiresome liar and a wicked person full of lies...... But I didn't have any other choice.

Because I must not ...... Let you die in front of my eyes like in the previous life.

So I must tell you what I have seen and heard.

I might laugh when I think about the day in the future, and you'll hear me stay here...... This heart, which had already held the idea of death, still couldn't help but tremble.

For you, but also for myself.

So I beg you, no matter what, read this letter to the letter.

Who am I?

In fact, this question is irrelevant, I am a big thorny dragon tongue on Daizong Mountain.

I don't have a name—Feng Yan once gave me one, but I will never use it again.

But I don't think it's a pity, names are things that people use to address each other, and I don't expect anyone in the world to call me, so it doesn't matter to me.

I don't know if you remember everything that happened in the summer of the thirteenth year of Tianfu. That year, you had a few heavy rains on Daizong Mountain, and coincidentally, those days were at a critical juncture for my promotion.

I didn't know who you were at the time, but thanks to your rains, I survived that arid summer and went from a hermit spirit to a flower demon.

The first time I met you, you were following a winter officer from Si Tiantai on a night patrol.

Even though it was dark, I immediately recognized your aura as you walked past me.

I think it may be because of the rain that came before it—because the rain carried you in it, and I remember its smell forever.

When I was just a hermitage spirit, I once met a pomegranate flower from the south of the Yangtze River, which told me about the swallows and golden carp in the south of the Yangtze River, the misty spring rain in the water towns, and the curling smoke rising between the villages with gray tiles and white walls, so after becoming a flower demon, my first wish was to leave Daizong Mountain and go to the south of the Yangtze River to see.

But after that night, I changed my mind.

I didn't know what kind of demon you were at the time, but I was already curious about who you were.

Most of the time, you haunt the rooftop like an ordinary person, meticulously recording the tracks of the stars in the sky, and sometimes you become a fox, freely walking through the mountains.

Soon I discovered your secret - when you turned into a fox, you always sat on a flat rock and looked down without saying a word.

Once, after you left, I walked up to the rock and looked down like you.

It turned out that there was a mountain dwelling under the rock, and coincidentally, I recognized the girls who lived in it.

It was the daughter of the Feng family, Feng Yan, who would come to Daizongshan once every summer.