The five-colored bird seemed to be able to understand Pu Jia's speech, and lowered its head and whispered affectionately.

The demon looked at the colorful wings, and his eyes lit up and said: "Such a beautiful feather must taste far better than the fragrant chicken." ”

He swallowed his saliva as he spoke.

A man and a bird froze in place, and after a moment, one hand and one paw stopped on the demon's forehead at the same time, and then there were two brains one after the other, neither light nor heavy.

"I'm just saying casually that you are so cruel to me." The demon covered his forehead and pretended to be aggrieved.

"The word cruelty is inappropriate to describe one's own family, it is usually used to describe the enemy." Pu Jia took advantage of the situation and pinched the demon's cheek again.

The demon smirked and nodded, she didn't care how the word cruelty should be used, because she had just heard a word that surprised her in the sentence that was neither long nor short—her own family.

Pu Jia already thinks of herself as her own family.

"Youkai?"

Pu Jia's low, warm voice brought the demon back to reality from the joy of fantasy, and she still had a smirk on her face.

"Ready to go?" Pu Jia asked softly.

"That's nature." The demon nodded hurriedly.

Pu Jia bowed slightly, raised her hand and touched the five-colored feathers on Wuwu's wings, and Wuwu broke through the air with a low sound.

The demon followed the figure of Wuyi soaring into the sky, and was shocked to realize that his body was light. Turning the side of the face is the bridge of the nose that is lifted by the leaves. Pu Jia wrapped her arms around the demon's waist and jumped lightly, just landing on Wuwu's back.

Five-five rose rapidly, and the morning wind was stained with frost and dew and beat on the demon's cheeks. The vines on the stone wall of the canyon fell rapidly, and the blue sky above me was like a window that opened quickly, and the blue water overflowed the beach and the distant shore, spreading to the end of the world.

"We're leaving, and the next time we're back may be a long time away."

Pu Jia's words made the demon suddenly feel sour, and she was still immersed in the wonderful fantasy of the world and the thoughts of anticipation and joy when she was leaving. She was never aware of her emotions and state of mind after parting. For her, parting was originally just a word that belonged to the world when Pu Jia was teaching her to speak and write, but at this moment, this word was happening to her, connecting all kinds of pictures from the past into gray-white paintings, and scenes flashed through her mind.

The grass, trees, stones and springs that once accompanied her in the canyon can only be engraved in the depths of memory from today onwards, and appear in those long-lasting dreams in the future.

I can't hear their voices anymore, I can't feel their breath and temperature anymore. Even the peach tree that gave birth to itself will wither in the dust of time, and it is no different from the peach blossoms in the world.

His eyes were slightly moist and hot, and a tear dripped down his cheek unconsciously. After the cool morning breeze in the canyon, there are speckled memories of the past years, wrapped in the sadness of the demon feeling parting for the first time, and it falls on the peach tree impartially, and the branches and leaves shake gently, as if waving goodbye.

A pair of warm arms embraced the demon from behind, and she turned her face sideways, just in time to catch a glimpse of her peach-like lips.

"Don't be sad, I will accompany you in the years to come." The warm snort fell on the demon's neck, and Pujia's voice was as warm as a spring breeze.

Wuwu let out a long roar and jumped out of the sky above the canyon, and the demon only felt that the sky and the earth suddenly opened up. The turquoise forest sea spreads to the end of the sky, and the morning breeze passes by, and the blue waves surge. As far as the eye can see, there is a towering turquoise mountain, the top of which is hidden among the clouds and mist, like a dream.

"Is that Yunmeng Mountain?" The demon asked in surprise.

"That is Yunmeng Mountain, and Mengze Sect is hidden among the clouds and mist. Therefore, when people talk about Mengzezong, it is often said that the clouds are deep and do not know where to go, which is the reason. Pu Jia's tone was full of feelings and a touch of pride for Meng Zezong, "Demon demon, look over there." ”

The demon looked in the direction of Pu Jia's finger, only to see a round of newborn sun reflecting the red sky and dyeing, and a piece of glow fell on the sparkling waves of the big lake, shattered into a lake full of gold. It happened that a group of egrets passed by in a hurry, and this scene made people can't help but sigh - the morning glow and the egrets flew together, and the lake was the same color as the sky.

"This is Yun Mengze, and according to legend, there is an ancient fierce beast nine-headed willow sealed there." Pu Jia continued.

"Nine-headed willow, is it a willow tree with nine heads?" The demon was puzzled, "But how can the willow tree have a head?" ”

Hearing this, Pu Jia laughed softly: "It's true that Xiangliu has nine heads, but it's not a willow tree, but a big demon with a human face and a snake body. ”

"In ancient times, Dayu ruled the water, but Xiangliu was a disaster to the world. In the end, he was beheaded by Dayu and sealed here. ”

Hearing this, the demon couldn't help but yearn for Yun Mengze, so he said: "Presumably, it must be a battle of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, maybe there are any magic weapons and secrets left there, which can assist me in practicing immortal law and ascending to immortality as soon as possible." ”

After some rhetoric, the demon was very satisfied, not only revealing his original intention of cultivating immortals, but also not forgetting to hint that Pu Jia took him to Yunmengze to see the miracles of the year. It seems that I have been studying human speaking skills hard these days, and it is still very effective.

"Since the demon wants to go, then let's go and see." Pu Jia chuckled softly.

So Wuwu turned around and flew rapidly in the direction of Yun Mengze.

In a short time, they were already approaching Yunmengze.

"The last stretch of the road, we need to walk through." After Wuwu landed with the demon and Pujia, Pujia reopened the spatial rift and let Wuwu fly back.

"Why walk there?" The demon was puzzled.

"Because this place is guarded by the powerful Immortal Law Enchantment, immortal cultivators can't use any way to fly through the sky here."

"Okay then." It's not very reluctant, but there doesn't seem to be a better way.

Walking side by side with Pujia, I came out of the forest in a short time, and saw the endless lake and sky in the distance.

There is an octagonal pavilion with flying eaves standing on the edge of the lake, and strangely, this pavilion has no doors and windows.

"Pu Jia, you see that octagonal pavilion is so strange, there are no doors and windows." The demon spoke out of his doubts.

"This is the Dream Pavilion, and it is rumored that it is also repaired by Dayu immortals." Pu Jia Road.

"Into the Dream Pavilion? That's a nice name! "Demon Dao.

"It is said that when you dream of your Excellency, you can know the past and present life." Pu Jia continued.

"Is it true? Did Pu Jia see her past life? Can I also see my past life? Surprised, the demon asked several questions in a row, which made Pu Jia cry and laugh.

"How can it be so easy, it is very rare for your Excellency to fall into a dream." Pu Jia pinched the demon's cheek and said softly.