It's not that Cry Blood and Ling Xuan don't want to go out and become a haven for Lan Juechen, but they can't, they can't get out, they are suppressed by a mysterious power, their spiritual sense is pressed in their bodies, they can't break free, and they are cut off from Lan Jiechen again.

Weeping Blood and Ling Xuan were horrified to find that the bond between themselves and Lan Jiechen was so fragile, and in the face of the strong power, they were powerless to resist, this was the sorrow of the instrument.

Weeping Blood and Ling Xuan couldn't even communicate with each other at this moment, they could only watch all this happen like an audience in front of a TV series, even if they felt sorry for Lan Juechen, they couldn't do anything.

For these visions, Weeping Blood and Ling Xuan had already guessed something, and the suppression they were subjected to was not unilateral, but the suppression of the entire underground palace.

These crows flying in the sky and fighting against the butterflies of hell are not ordinary creatures, they are feared crows of the underworld, and the reason why beings regard crows as a symbol of doom is largely due to some of the crows of the underworld that have flown out of the underworld.

The Dark Raven of the Underworld and the Butterfly of Hell are pitted against each other, such a spectacle is absolutely rare in history, they share one reverence, and there is no conflict of interest between them.

If there is a conflict, it is the interests of their lords, and at this moment, the two races are in an unprecedented state of hostility, because they have a great divergence in the interests of their lords.

Hua Qiluo is not a weapon, so she has not received much influence from the underground palace, she is the queen of flowers. He knows all kinds of languages, not to mention the strong collision and abuse between the Butterflies of Hell and the Ravens of the Underworld.

"Butterfly Emperor. We haven't had any conflicts for many years. Do you really think that my Dark Raven Clan will do something to hurt the Immortal Venerable?! Don't you smell the incomparably familiar smell of this young man?! Aren't you afraid that the Immortal Venerable will miss this young man? Is it time to bring the wrath upon you?!" the Raven Emperor roared angrily.

"The Emperor of the Ravens, the Venerable Immortal is still asleep under the sea of flowers because of a catastrophe, and he has not yet taken a breath, and our Hell Butterfly clan is born with Manzhu Sawa Clan, and we are constantly taking the essence of Manzhu Sawa day and night to repair the immortal soul of the Immortal Venerable.

Heaven and earth, in terms of medical skills, who can compare to my Hell Butterfly?! We will never allow the Immortal Venerable to wake up at this critical moment. Influenced by the outside world!

It's harmful for us to do this!" The Butterfly Emperor's words were soft, slow and logical, and his momentum was not as aggressive as that of the Emperor of the Crows, but the firmness of his words was undoubted.

"When the Venerable Immortal was asleep, she once instructed us that if we met such a young man, we must wake her up, have you forgotten the instructions of the Venerable Immortal? Finally with the information, how can we make the Immortal Venerable wait again and let her fall to sleep aimlessly?!" The Dark Raven Emperor said angrily.

"Again, I don't remember how many years ago. That's what you said to me, and then?!And then! That man came with a woman, and he almost didn't make the Immortal Venerable half angry! You shouldn't be living in this world!"

Butterfly Emperor's voice became sharp, and he had a knife in his words. Reminds all the Hellbutterflies of the past, and the fire of anger envelops the heavens and the earth. The whole sea of flowers is lit with light blue flames, blazing, gorgeous and cold.

"Butterfly Emperor, how can we who are spectators be able to understand the rights and wrongs of the past!From what the Immortal Venerable said to us before he was asleep, can't you detect it?!"

"The Immortal Venerable is blind!What do you say about the results of the last time?!" Emperor Butterfly said without showing weakness.

"You idiot woman! At first glance, you have never been in love, and you have never been in a man! What do you know, the Venerable Immortal is sacrificing herself to protect the only remnant soul left by that man, and she is worried that that man will be found from above and suffer a catastrophe! Don't forget, until now, that man is still a taboo figure above! You don't understand anything! It's just a group of frogs at the bottom of the well who live in their own world, and they are lonely and self-admiring!"

"You!"

"What am I, I!"

“......”

Hua Qiluo found a lot of great information from the confrontation between the Hell Butterfly and the Dark Crow of the Underworld, and her little master was far from being as simple as she thought, and the origin was mysterious and huge, which made her tremble, but she was very happy.

It's no wonder that when I saw it for the first time, I felt that Lan Juechen gave her a sense of innate extraordinary. Hua Qiluo secretly thought in his heart, if Lan Jiechen returned to the God Realm, what kind of storm would it set off.

As the conflict between the Dark Raven of the Underworld and the Butterfly of Hell intensified, a melodious melody suddenly came from all directions, near and far, if there was nothing, and as time went on, the sound became clearer and closer.

As the song approached, the color of Manju Sawa was gradually dyed blood red, and the blood color was enchanting, and the petals were sprinkled and fluttered in the wind.

The marriage of a lifetime is wrong, the flowers bloom and fall in reincarnation, the white Maha mandala, the fire of the flame of the red lotus, the yellow spring and the red dust and purple Mo, looking back and wanting to see through the fate of the word.

Qinglian fell into the world and gave birth to herself, Nanyan Futi III cause and effect, Cangshan covered with snow, the six realms of karma, prosperity and Sanskrit are difficult to solve, Manzhu Sawa blood concentric knot, the flowers on the other side bloom and float without stopping, Lethe River extradition sand and dust calamity, fireworks extinguish the road, and the ashes of time Nirvana.

Sigh the three worlds of love and dust to return to the earth, the wood of the gods is a long night and a candle, where is the person who is not the body, the origin of the cause of the oath is not negative, this goes to the end of the year into a strange road, a lifetime of marriage is wrong, tossing and turning the reincarnation of flowers bloom and fall.

The white Maha Mandala, the flame of the fire and the fire of the red lotus, the yellow spring and the red dust and the purple Mo, looking back and wanting to see through the word fate, the green lotus fell into the world and gave birth to Na, the cause and effect of the third generation of Nanyan Futi, and the flowers smiled and fell into tears.

Zhu Yan fades, forgets the river water, and explains the flowers.

The heart word is gray, the glass is broken, the flowers and leaves are falling, the two are opposite, and the red dust returns.

Wait just for. The next rebirth cycle.

Three ways by the river, waiting for your unchanged face in the next life.

Frost fills the sky. The yellow spring between the flowers on the other side is affectionate.

Three ways by the river, waiting for your unchanged face in the next life.

Frost fills the sky. The yellow spring is in love with the flowers on the other side.

Whoever holds the piccolo, blows the night, in the dark, who can break the heavens. The blood has been a thousand weights, the dyed flowers bloom and fall, and the sword fingers see your outline yesterday.

Who takes advantage of the moonlight, grazing the dust before the cause and effect, ten thousand years. Rush by in the snap of a finger. A thought becomes a death, who is torturing, even if the end of the road is not able to seek liberation from life and death.

The flowers on the other side are burning three thousand karmic fires, and who is promising on the Lechuan River, the red lotus in the sky is burning into a desert, and when you wake up from a dream, you know that everything is wrong.

Whoever holds the piccolo blows the night swaying.

In the darkness, who can break the heavenly machine, the blood has been a thousand weights, and the dyed flowers bloom and fall.

Sword pointing. See your outline yesterday, who took advantage of the moonlight, grazing the dust before the cause and effect, ten thousand years. Rush by in the snap of a finger.

A thought of death, who will be tortured.

Even though the end of the road is not free from life and death, the flowers on the other side bloom and burn three thousand karmic fires. Who is promising above the Lethe River, and the red lotus in the sky is burning into a desert. When you wake up from a dream, you know that everything is wrong.

There is tenderness and grief in the singing. Sorrow, heartache, is a woman in love pouring out the sorrow in her heart and the thoughts of her lover.

Legend has it that there were two people whose names were Pi and An, and God decreed that the two of them should never see each other. They cherished each other and admired each other, and finally one day, they met each other secretly in defiance of the rules of God.

After they met, he found that Shore was a beautiful woman, and Shore also found that he was a handsome and dashing young man.

The result was doomed, because of the violation of the rules of heaven, the relationship was finally ruthlessly stifled. Heaven sent down a punishment and gave the two of them a vicious curse, since they wanted to have a private meeting regardless of the rules of heaven, they let them become the flowers and leaves of a flower, but this flower is very peculiar, there are flowers without leaves, leaves without flowers, life and life, flowers and leaves are wrong.

Legend has it that after countless reincarnations, one day the Buddha came here, saw a flower on the ground with extraordinary temperament, and the other side of the flower was as red as fire, and the Buddha came to it to look carefully, and saw the mystery at a glance.

The Buddha was neither sad nor angry, but he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and reached out to pull the flower out of the ground.

The Buddha put the flower in his hand and said with emotion: "In the previous life, you couldn't see each other, after countless reincarnations, you can't stay in love, the so-called division and union is just fate and fate, you have the curse of heaven, so that you are destined but not dispersed, and you are not divided, I can't help you unravel this vicious spell, so I will take you to the other side, let you bloom all over the wilderness."

On the way to the other side, the Buddha passed by the Santu River in the underworld, and accidentally wet his clothes by the river, and there was the red flower that the Buddha carried, and when the Buddha came to the other side to untie the flower wrapped in his clothes and looked at it again, he found that the fiery red flowers had turned pure white.

The Buddha pondered for a moment and laughed: Great joy is not as good as great sorrow, it is better to remember than to forget, right and wrong, how can you tell it, good flowers, good flowers. The Buddha planted this flower on the other side and called it a mandala flower, and because it was on the other side, he called it the flower of the other side.

But the Buddha didn't know that he was on the Santu River, and all the red color dropped into the river by the faded flowers of the river, and he wailed all day long, which made people hear and mourn.

Jizo Bodhisattva is very supernatural, and when he learned that the mandala Hua had been born, he came to the river, took out a seed and threw it into the river, and after a while, a red and more brilliant flower grew out of the water, and Jizo took it in his hand and sighed: "You have escaped and are at ease, why do you want to leave this boundless hatred in the boundless hell of the already bitter sea? I will ask you to be a guide messenger to guide them to samsara, just remember your one color, there is already a mandala Hua on the other side, so call you Manzhu Shahua." ”

Since then, there have been two completely different flowers on the other side of the world, one grows on the other side and the other is born on the side of the Santu River. Forever and forever.

It is believed to be a flower that grows along the Santu River. And most of the places where it grows are in the field paths, river trails and cemeteries, so it is also called the dead man's flower. As soon as autumn arrives, it blooms with flowers that are so colorful that they are close to red and black, and the whole flower looks shocking red, like fire, like blood, and like a flower.

The flowers on the other side are the flowers that bloom on the road of the Yellow Springs, where there are large numbers of flowers blooming, from a distance it looks like a carpet paved with blood, and because of its red fire, it is called the "road of fire", and people follow the guidance of this flower to the hell of the underworld.

The flower on the other side is the only scenery on the Huangquan Road.

Tulip is the last flower to bloom in the flower season, and when it comes to the Tulip flower, only the flower that blooms on the other side of the forgotten previous life remains.

The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years, fall for a thousand years, the flowers and leaves will never meet, and the love is not for the flowers on the other side. Cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death.

In the eyes of some people, Manju Sawa has an incomparable beauty of residual beauty and poison, very bleak, very similar to epiphany, both are unblessed flowers. Just as certain feelings are not blessed, although they are also beautiful.

The flower on the other side is too beautiful, and after seeing it, there will be inexplicable sadness in my heart, feeling that it is very similar to the poppy, bearing too many unfair accusations and missing too many sincere blessings......

The flowers and leaves never see each other, just like fate destined to be missed. The seemingly bewitching fiery red makes people feel the breath of death, and the perfect appearance can't hide the bleak soul.

What it guards is always just missing again and again, keeping each other, knowing each other, but not seeing each other. Even though it is sad, it is also a witness to the existence of the most sincere love.

When the flowers on the other side are in tears, the sadness must have flooded into the sea, who will care about the tears of the past, and who will look back on the beauty of the past.

The white flower on the other side is called mandala hua, and the red one is called manzhu shahua.

Everyone knows that the white flower on the other side is called Mandala Hua, and the red flower is called Manzhu Shahua, but they don't know that there is still a blue flower like a bewitching queen in the world.

This is a kind of fairy border, a flower spirit bred out of chaos, a flower fairy, a blue fairy.

They have supreme affinity, and they are pure spirits born from the chaotic world, so much so that they are snooped on by all the immortals and used for alchemy to improve their cultivation.

With the greedy plundering of the immortals, the number of blue immortals is gathering and decreasing, and the sky above the fairy world is also shrouded in a thick layer of resentment, which is a resentment from the blue fairy.

One year, a mysterious man appeared, one person and one gun, with a meager strength, to protect the remaining blue fairy alone, and he did not die in a hundred battles, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

Until the end, the entire land of the Immortal Realm was dyed red, and this mysterious man began to become a taboo subject in the Immortal Realm, a serious enemy of all greedy immortals. (To be continued.) )