The painting yarn still had to object, but seeing Feng Yunming's resolute attitude, he had to say, "Okay, okay, let's go back to Biwu Courtyard first." ”

To be on the safe side, they walked another mile before climbing back onto Chitu's back.

Again, they took to the air, and Chitu regained the feeling of flying freely in the air, and suddenly it turned to the left and to the right of each other, playing a game.

The painting yarn also giggled, like two children who had just skipped school and played like crazy.

If the water is thoughtful, there must be something strange about the green and secluded pool water that makes people keep falling, and it would be a good idea to attract the divine beasts here.

In a moment of thought, Mengle was already at his feet.

Hengying saw it for the first time and couldn't help but be amazed. "I've never seen such a beautiful city."

Bai Heng smiled bitterly, knowing that this was overlooking the sky, it was natural to see Mengledu's innovative plan.

But when they stood under the low city gate, they couldn't believe that this was the prosperous City of Dreams, this was the City of Ten Thousand Cities of Damati, and this was the City of Wonderland that many people longed for.

In the air, the shape of Mengle is clearly seen, and each layer has a different color, decorated by different flowers and trees, which is indeed beautiful like a dream.

Heng Ying looked at all this with joy, if she hadn't made that bold decision, she wouldn't have seen this, she was proud of her decisiveness.

Yes, Borneo is already going downhill, believing that after you go, everything will be ruined, and Damati is a place full of hope, and there are no regrets about Damati as the last habitat.

When Biwu Courtyard appeared, Feng Yunming breathed a sigh of relief and went home again, the feelings in his heart were complicated.

Yes, he must now give an account to his family.

He was indeed helping the people from Borneo, and the group was getting bigger and bigger, and the people inside could tell at a glance that they had come to Damati with various purposes.

Whatever it is, Damati's old order will eventually be disrupted.

Especially Heng Ying, who appeared at the end, how did she open the space-time node, I believe that Emperor Shakti must have figured it out.

At the thought of continuing to meet his father again, Bai Heng's brows began to lock again.

Chitu erected his body, so that he could reduce the damage to Biwu Temple.

It doesn't want to collapse a bunch of houses or crush that beautiful palace person, or even crush the flowers and plants.

After hitting the ground, it slowly rolls up its body, like a slide, and the others slowly slide down.

Chitu looked at the small Biwu Courtyard, and really didn't know whether to go down or fly again.

Huasha suddenly proposed, "It's better to let Chitu go to the Yinhuan Courtyard in the middle of the mountain, where the place is open." I can go with it. ”

Feng Yunming nodded, "It's okay, it's a good choice to make trouble in the Yinhuan Courtyard, the place is large, and with you outside, it's more reassuring outside."

If there is really anything, we can also support each other. ”

When he heard this, he was overjoyed, and climbed up the back of Chitu, "Chitu, let's go." ”

The red rabbit couldn't wait to hear the command, because this Biwu courtyard is too small, it can ritually coil its body, like an ordinary snake, but the dragon is the dragon, how can it keep tightening and not flying.

Seeing Chitu rushing into the sky again, Heng Ying felt for the first time that all the stories told in mythology might be true.

If flying by dragon can be realized, what else can't be achieved? Damati's magic really gave her a new lease of life, and she couldn't even feel the loss of mental power.

When she was in Borneo, she was getting weaker and weaker, not only because she was physically exhausted, but because she was thin since she was a child, but because of the continuous leakage of mental energy. The Dao method she cultivated herself was originally to use pure spiritual power to control everything.

But since she started to give Zhong Yi the soul, her spiritual power began to leak out slowly, although she didn't tell others, she was silently suffering.

But as time went on, her body began to collapse, and everyone could see that her days were numbered.

But when Damati came, who would have thought that the problem of mental power leakage, which had plagued her for a long time, would be cured without medicine in Damati, and it can also be said that she was put to death and then reborn.

Heng Ying was silently grateful to the Heavenly Dao, the so-called Heavenly Dao is not to make up for the deficiency with more than loss, since he is so deficient, he deserves special care.

When the palace people of Biwu Temple saw them descending from the sky, they immediately went to report to the emperor.

After a while, I saw Feng Yunming's mother arrive first.

She is still wearing the costumes of the flowery court, perhaps, she has acquiesced to her identity, and she also wants Feng Yunming to truly recognize her identity.

"Great, Yunming, you're back again.

This time I will stay a few more days, you don't know how worried I am when you go out these days, I have never been so worried about you running outside before. ”

Feng Yunming let his mother outside, he didn't want others to hear their conversation.

His mother was his mother and the concubine of Shakti, which was a difficult relationship for others to deal with.

After all, if Shui was from Borneo, her presence would always be an external threat to Shakti, and if they communicated too much, it would be difficult for the mother to do so.

Did she stick to her mother's position, or did she reverse the position of becoming Shakti's true wife?

Thinking of this, Feng Yunming directly sent her mother back to the palace where she lived.

The two just shook hands silently along the way, Feng Yunming didn't say a word, but his mother also felt comforted from shaking hands.

This deep connection in the blood, as well as the shared life experience of mother and son, keeps them trusting each other the most.

Those rivers and lakes are far away, and the years of wandering together, they are each other's most solid support.

Just like when he came back this time, he found that Biwu Courtyard was still the same, and he knew that his mother was waiting for him to come back every day, and she was urging the palace people to clean it every day.

When he arrived at his mother's palace and retreated from the others, Feng Yunming spoke: "Mother, several of them are from Borneo, and I know that Emperor Shakti is very wary of people from outside, especially those who know the Dao.

But if you ask the mother to find a way to deal with it, you must ensure their safety.

My son and they are going to go to Borneo together in the future, and I have already made up my mind that if Shui will become the mistress of Borneo, then the bloodline of our Feng family can truly become magnificent. ”

Mother looked at Feng Yunming worriedly, but nodded solemnly, "I understand your heart, good boy, our Feng family will rely on you in the future." ”