Chapter Twenty-Seven: Manju Sawa

"I'm going to start."

"Okay, I'll keep watch for you."

Long Haiya stood at the entrance of the blocked cave, cautious and vigilant, and Luo Yunluo was also ready to take blood and water the green Manzhu Sahua. According to the old man, this manju sawa should be red when it is ripe. Looks like a lot of blood is needed!

Luo Yunluo cut his own pulse, letting his blood flow on the young leaves of Manzhu Sahua. When the blood touched the leaves, she suddenly remembered the sea spirit flute. She remembered that when she first met Lingdi, his appearance was so innocent that it was impossible to feel guilty. She remembered that when the Spirit Flute came to her, his tears turned into crystalline pearls and fell on her hands.

I don't know why, she looked at Manzhu Sawa and felt a lot more relaxed. More and more blood was being lost, and her consciousness was getting more and more blurred. However, I don't know why, the more vague she feels, the clearer her heart becomes. Her heart was full of the sparkling sea under the moonlight, and he was free.

Long Haiya looked at the blocked hole and knew that this trip was not easy. It's a pity that the rhyme is infatuated, I hope it won't be disappointed.

Luo Yunluo's body gradually cooled, and she finally fell to her knees, her lips white.

"Your Majesty, can you still hold on?"

Luo Yunluo nodded, and cut the pulse of his other arm.

"Why don't I come, after all, I am a dragon and a god, and blood loss will not kill me."

"Your Highness Long San, don't you know? Manju Sawa can only be fed with the blood of one person at a time, otherwise he would have been taken away a long time ago. ”

Long Haiya sighed, and could only watch Luo Yunluo get weaker and weaker. She knew in her heart that the human in front of her would not stop until she reached her goal. After all, she has Liu Kun, and this infatuation is the same.

Manju Sawa gradually changed color, but it was only a faint yellow.

"Take a break. I'll heal you first, and I'll give you some true qi. Seeing that she was halfway successful, Long Haiya thought about letting her recover first before continuing. Thinking about it, it will be easier in this way.

As soon as Luo Yunluo stopped, Manzhu Sawa suddenly changed back to his original immature appearance.

"What's going on?" For Luo Yunluo, this is simply a thing that is about to collapse.

"It seems that this Manju Sawa is not allowed to cheat."

Want to start over? Luo Yunluo's body was already cold, and most of his blood had been lost, so it was difficult to hold on. Looking at Manju Sawa swaying in the wind, her tears slid down her cheeks, this was the last chance for the Spirit Flute to save her life.

"Come on with me this time!" Long Haiya was overjoyed and ashamed. If she hadn't suggested taking a break, she wouldn't have let Luo Yunluo's previous efforts be wasted.

"No, I have to come." Luo Yunluo said, "In a short period of time, Manju Sawa will not accept the blood of others. ”

Luo Yunluo looked at the scratches on his arm and added another one.

Blood slowly flowed out of her body, dripping onto Manju Sahua.

"Your blood is running out, and if you continue like this, you'll die."

"Your Royal Highness Long San, if I can't escape death today, I hope you can promise me one thing."

"Are you going to entrust the Spirit Flute to me?"

Luo Yunluo nodded.

"Lingdi and I have suffered a lot in this life, but we have never been able to be together, and now we are threatening his life. Today I must obtain this Manzhu Sahua, and you can take it to the old man. As for the glass lamp, I have already passed the book to Lantian to bring it to Guanhailang. If you look carefully, you will find it. The life of the Spirit Flute is the only thing I care about now, and you must help me save him. ”

Long Haiya sighed, in fact, even if Luo Yunluo didn't say it, she knew what she was going to say. Just hearing it with my own ears, the sorrow in my heart is still as difficult to calm as the stormy waves.

The blood of the rhyme has gradually disappeared, and Manzhu Sawa is still as green as ever. She picked up the dagger she had with her and aimed it at her heart.

"Have you really decided? Don't forget, you're still an emperor, you have a country, and you have children. Long Haiya still couldn't watch her die like this.

Country? Child? Or is it a spiritual flute? Want to choose?

"No, not anymore. I have fought for the country all my life, but I have never fought for the spirit flute. Xin Ling will do what I can't do, and I'm only willing to die for him. With that, Luo Yunluo plunged the dagger into his heart. Blood gushed out, pouring Manju Sawa red blood, but it was still green underneath the blood.

She fell down and hugged Manju Sawa tightly, bringing it close to her heart.

Luo Yunluo slowly closed his eyes.

"Xiaoyu, it's time to go to the morning court!" Suddenly, she heard the sound of the spirit flute.

She opened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her. Excited, he hugged him and said, "Great, you're still alive." ”

Lingdi was confused by her: "What's wrong with you?" Jo is talking nonsense. Hurry up and let the waiters wait for you to put on your court clothes, and don't let the ministers wait. Don't forget, you are now the Emperor of the Purple Country, not a fisherman in that fishing village. ”

Fisherman small fish? Who's that?

Suddenly, Luo Yunluo returned to the small fishing village, and she saw the old man's house. The old man stood at the entrance of the village and waited anxiously, not knowing who was waiting. Maybe it's the old woman.

At this time, a woman who looked exactly like her walked towards the old man with a basket on her back.

"Xiaoyu, why did you come back so late today!" The old man quickly wiped the sweat for the woman and asked.

"Dad, there are a lot of fish today. I went to the deep sea with a few fellow villagers. The woman whispered in the old man's ear, as if proud that she had found a great treasure.

"Deep Sea!" The old man couldn't hold back for a moment when he heard this, and hit the woman a few times, "It's so dangerous there, where are you going, what are you doing, if you have three long and two short, how can you live for your father!" ”

"It's okay, Dad. After that, the child will not go. The woman hugged the weeping old man and walked home together. As the sun set, the afterglow sprinkled on these two people, as if melting away all the unhappiness in the world.

Luo Yunluo stood in the void again. She lowered her head and looked at the reflection of the people on the water, the small fish living happily in the small fishing village.

"It turns out that I still have an ordinary home. It's a pity, otherwise I must go back to see my father. ”

The reflection under his feet slowly turned into the manju sawa plant. It slowly turned red and blossomed.

"It's finally ripe." After speaking, Luo Yunluo ran out of breath.

Long Haiya looked at Manzhu Shahua, who was already red, and couldn't help crying. Luo Yunluo has run out of breath, and this flower has just bloomed, is it really a trick of God?