Hechuer and Little Thorn are servants, they have always been used to waiting, but Long Xing is not, after he chatted with Hechuer for a while, the two of them no longer have anything to say, in order to try their best to avoid the cold scene and have nothing to do, Long Xing stood up, patted the white horse, and said stupidly: "This horse is really handsome, Brother Hechuer, you are really good at it!"

Hechuer hurriedly answered: "Where, where, you have won the prize, this horse turned out to be the princess's, and this time it was specially allocated to His Royal Highness the Prince, and it was its original groom who took good care of it." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The two of them fell silent again, and Hechuer suddenly remembered something, and said to Long Xing diligently: "Brother Long, I don't know if you followed His Royal Highness the Prince back to the Qingzhe Palace, how His Royal Highness arranged for you, ah?"

Long Xing shook his head, saying that he didn't know at all, not to mention that Qing Ming had revealed to him that he didn't know how long he needed to cruise outside before returning to the palace! But Long Xing remembered Qing Ji's attitude, and guessed that the hierarchy here was probably even more terrifying than what he had read in the history books, and he faintly felt that he was nameless and had no share, and it was probably difficult for him to eat white food in the palace.

Then he flattered Hechuer and said: "Well, I really don't know, I don't know the situation here, what do you think? Please, please, Brother Hechuer will show me the way!"

Hechuer lowered his voice and said with a sincere face: "I won't tell you, His Royal Highness the Prince must be good to you, but the general has always been suspicious, and the King of Qingzhen is serious and cautious, if you don't have any merit, it will be difficult to have a good position with a little old knowledge." At the moment, you're likely to be a servant first. ”

Long Xing was greatly disappointed in his heart, and said in frustration: "If that's the case, Brother Heqiu'er, you can help me and let me follow you!"

Seeing that Long Xing trusted him a lot, Hechuer was overjoyed: "Don't worry, Brother Long, let's take care of each other in the future, in the future, you will be in front of His Highness, and help our brothers with good words, as for me, I will definitely treat you with all sincerity, know everything, and say everything!"

Hechuer looked at Long Xing's deflated appearance, quite sympathetic, but at the same time, thinking of how could this kid be able to do anything, just because he was an old acquaintance with the prince, he might climb higher than himself, his heart was sour, and he patted him on the shoulder with mixed feelings, and said: "Okay, Brother Long, you are also tired, let's hide in the shade and sleep!"

So Hechul ended the conversation, and went to the lonely little tree, and beside the little thorn, he began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Long Xing sat back in the shadow of the white horse, began to be in a daze, thinking of his parents, burst into tears, he knew that this was the case, he said that he would not follow Yang Ling that night, and wanted to eavesdrop on Ah Ming and her secrets, alas, it was really too late to regret it.

After a cup of tea, Long Xing faintly heard a weak voice, calling intermittently: "Help, help! Who can hear me? Help me......

Although the voice was extremely low, Long Xing was sure that he heard it, so he followed the sound to look for it, and searched all over the place where the four of them were, but found nothing, the sound sounded intermittently, and Long Xing went around the mountainside to look for it, but he didn't expect to go farther and farther, he didn't realize that he couldn't see his companion anymore.

Searching all the way, he didn't even see a human shadow, suddenly, he heard that weak voice behind a big rock in front of him, Long Xing hurried over, and was taken aback, rubbing his eyes, unable to believe what he had seen and heard.

It turned out that on the shadow side of the stone, there was a small black butterfly, smaller than all the butterflies that Long Xing had seen in the human world before, and it was only slightly larger than the little moth that fluttered the lamp. This butterfly, the color of the whole body is pitch black, although in the shadow of the stone, it is also black and shiny, it seems to see Long Xing approaching, flapping its wings slightly, and a weak voice reaches Long Xing's ears: "Sir, can you save me?"

Long Xing rubbed his eyes again, then stared at it, and asked suspiciously, "Little Butterfly, are you talking?"

As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly, staring at the black butterfly all the time, using one ear to carefully collect the sounds that might be coming from it. Then, something unbelievable, the black butterfly flapped its wings again, and the voice came from it: "Yes, sir! Oh, thank goodness, there was someone who could understand me. Help me, sir, I'm hurt!"

Long Xing was so excited that he jumped up on the ground: "It's amazing, the black butterfly can talk, I'm going to tell Hechul to go!"

The black butterfly pleaded with tears: "Sir, please listen to me, please don't tell your companion about me, I am injured, very serious, I am afraid that I will not survive, please save me!"

Long Xing took a few deep breaths, calmed down a little, saw that the butterfly was lying on its stomach and didn't move much, it was already dying, thinking of his current humble situation, quite sentimental as the same person who had fallen from the end of the world, and suddenly felt sympathetic, and said softly: "What's wrong with you? Little butterfly." ”

"I'm picking honey on the top of the mountain, I don't want that girl to be allowed, don't let it go, I'm about to fly away, but she attacked me with a spell for no reason, I finally escaped, her spell is too powerful, my vitality is very hurt, I really can't fly here, my breath is about to break, cough cough ......"

Long Xing scolded: "It's too vicious! Just drive it away, why bother to put you to death!"

The butterfly then said, "Sir, you are the first person who can understand me, please save me!"

Long Xing didn't know anything about the mysteries in the Xuantian Dao, so he asked, "But I don't know how to save you!"

Hearing this, Butterfly knew that the other party had the heart to help, and said happily: "Many years ago, I met a reclusive soul refiner on the sea, he taught me the method of cultivation, and pointed me to where to collect honey.

"Really, then, then you won't bite me, will you?" said Long Xing, clutching his chest.

"Of course not, I'm just, adopting the aura that normally emanates from Mr. Absorption's chest will not harm you. If it's damaged, if you catch me and throw me away, won't you! I'm just a butterfly, not a beast of the flood, and definitely not a monster! Now that you've found someone who is destined to save me, if you really save me, as long as my husband doesn't dislike me, I'll listen to your orders!"

Long Xing thought to himself, now that he has come to this ghost world inexplicably, what can he do if it is not good! So, he gritted his teeth and let it out! He unbuttoned his clothes, exposed his chest, and held the black butterfly on his chest, and the butterfly was like a rain in a long drought, clinging to his chest, and when it was close, Long Xing clearly heard the sound of it inhaling and exhaling.

After a few seconds, the butterfly seemed to slow down a lot, and her voice was a little louder: "Thank you, sir! As long as you don't dislike it, the black spirit will follow you in the future! Please close your clothes, and don't let your companions see me." They can't hear me, and you can listen to me when I do. ”

Long Xing was overjoyed, this is even if he has one more friend, it is really wonderful, so he said happily: "It turns out that your name is Hei Ling, my name is Long Xing, and my former friends all call me Ah Xing, so you can call me that! Call me sir, hehe, it sounds weird! Let's make friends! I came from the human Dao, and I was accidentally swept into your Xuantian Dao." ”

"Ahh ”

Long Xing snorted: "Of course!"

At this time, there were chaotic shouts in the distance: "Ah Xing!" "Brother Long!" "Long Xing!"

Long Xing knew that it must be Qing Ming who came down the mountain and was looking for him, so he quickly closed his clothes and covered his chest tightly, the black spirit was tightly attached to his chest, its body was already thin, so Long Xing's clothes looked no different.

Ready, Long Xing couldn't hide the joy in his heart, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Ah Ming! Ah Ming! I'm here!"

While shouting, the road turned back and forth, and from time to time, he couldn't help but gently stroke his chest, for fear that the butterfly black spirit would fall out, or it would lose its breath, although they had just met, it was just a meeting in Pingshui, but it made Long Xing feel the sincerity that he had not seen for a long time, if it had any mistakes, he would be annoyed and sad.

With these things in his mind, he walked absent-mindedly, turned a corner from a cliff, and collided with someone from the opposite side. Long Xing was eighteen years old, his height was not fully developed, his head hit the other party's arms, fortunately his chest was safe and sound, and when he looked up, the person who came was General Watashi, seeing that he was looking at him suspiciously, his heart was flustered, and he blurted out: "General, you guys are coming down the mountain, uh, I'll come over for convenience, hey, hey!" Long Xing scratched his head, looking honest and innocent.

General Watari took a deep breath and muttered, "You kid, why is there a little aroma!"

Long Xing hurriedly prevaricated: "How could it be!" The general laughed! Let's go find Ah Ming, don't let them wait too long." With that, he turned to one side and hurried to the place where he had previously assembled.

General Watari looked at his distant back, felt that Long Xing's expression was a little strange, and pondered for a while, but he couldn't understand it, so he had to shake his head and follow.

Qing Ming greeted him from afar, and shouted at Long Xing, who was sweating profusely: "Long Fatty, what are you doing!

Long Xing smiled apologetically, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and suddenly, he felt the butterfly in his chest tremble slightly, and subconsciously asked softly, "What's wrong?"

The black spirit replied in a low voice: "The person who came is extraordinary, I feel a strong energy, don't talk about it yet, and then we will discuss it when the opportunity comes!"

Qing Ming didn't hear the sound of butterflies, only heard Long Xing's question, so he took it for granted that he was asking himself, and replied, "What's wrong? I'm afraid you'll lose it!"

Saying that, he came up and held Long Xing, just like the two of them walked side by side to the white horse, Qing Ming had a light in his eyes, and said mysteriously: "Ah Xing, I just encountered a strange thing on the top of the mountain, and you will definitely be startled!"

"There is a butterfly that secretly picked Yun Li, oh, it is a junior sister I practiced with here, and when she picked the nectar of her Rue Ling Grass, and when she drove away the butterflies, the butterflies also breathed fire!"

Long Xing's shoulders shook slightly, and he asked, "What happened later?"

"Later, hehe, I fled, Yun Li little girl made a fuss, and Shizun also went to see it, saying that a little butterfly, it's no big deal, just run away. But, haha, fire-breathing butterflies, it's amazing!"

Long Xing looked at Qing Ming's surprised look, and also grinned, pretending to be startled, and roared: "Ah! no! brother!

He was secretly proud, and said to himself, hey, buddy, that butterfly will not only breathe fire, but also talk to me!