On the evening of the twenty-eighth day, after Li Muyun put the red berries on the table, he did not go back to the corner to sleep as usual, but sat on the ground with his knees crossed, looking a little haggard.

Long Die turned to look at him, a little worried in his eyes, as if asking what was going on.

Li Muyun raised his head and looked at Long Die. A man and a dragon stared quietly, each other's eyes meeting in the air, as if flowers were blooming in front of them, and their destinies would be connected to each other.

No matter how long she looks at it, she is so beautiful, beautiful beyond the world, and only favored by the Creator. Li Muyun couldn't help but ask, "Can I touch your horns?" ”

Long Die hesitated for a long time before lowering his head slightly.

Li Muyun stood up and reached out to touch her dragon horn, which was as warm as jade, as hard as King Kong, and emitted a faint fluorescence, like a pearl in the dark night.

In the dimness of the underground, the purple fire on the wall glowed with a faint ghostly light, and there seemed to be a warm power transmitted between the little hands and the dragon horns.

Li Muyun couldn't help but admire: "This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, and the stars in the sky can't compare." ”

Long Die raised her head and looked at this little creature again, this was the first life to communicate with him in thousands of years, and it was also the first admiration she heard, and her heart was a little happy.

After satisfying his wish, Li Muyun returned to the corner, covered the quilt, looked sideways at Long Die, and fell asleep peacefully.

At this moment, Cell No. 1 seemed to be no longer cold and lonely, and the barrier between humans and dragons had disappeared unconsciously.

On the night of the twenty-ninth day, after Li Muyun laid out the red berries, he secretly took out a bottle of monkey wine, which was the treasure of the ancient demon ape. The bottle is engraved with a set of Sumeru mustard seed arrays, which contain a large amount of alcohol.

The dragon butterfly's eyes shone with excitement, a kind of pleasure that broke the taboo. Before she was suppressed, she was just a young dragon less than 100 years old, and her father and brother strictly forbade her to drink alcohol. After being suppressed, she never had contact.

The drink ran down the throat, into the belly, and down the blood to the limbs. fluttering, drunk, like a feather ascending immortal, sitting high in the clouds.

After a while, the dragon butterfly raised its head to the sky and sang, singing like a hundred ghosts crying in the night, jackdaws crying, and all the creatures in the Demon Cave were sinned.

Li Muyun couldn't understand that his usually crisp and beautiful voice would be so ugly when he sang songs.

They had a great time that night.

On the night of the thirtieth day, Li Muyun and Long Die faced each other silently, silent and speechless, the situation after being drunk yesterday was still lingering in his mind, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassing for a while.

After a while, Long Die pretended that nothing had happened, and asked, "You were so afraid of me at the beginning, why do you insist on sleeping here?" ”

Li Muyun lowered his head, as if he was contemplating, and like recalling: "I, like you, have been imprisoned since I was a child, and I also want to fight, but I don't know how to resist." You have maintained thousands of years of hatred, which has given me great courage, and for thousands of years, you have been fighting against fate, and you have not calmly accepted the arrangement of fate. I don't want you to go mad in hatred, sink in hatred until you lose your last sanity. ”

"Maybe the one who calmly fights against fate is the real brave, and if you go crazy in the fight against fate, then you lose."

"My father once told me that the one who calmly punches at fate is the one who is strong."

The dragon butterfly spoke quietly, with a faint light in her eyes.

"In the beginning, I struggled every day to fly out of the ground and into the sky, and I didn't want to be locked up here. But the Heavenly Dao chains bound me tightly, and no matter how hard I tried, it would grab me and slam me to the ground. ”

"The more I struggled, the stronger the chains became, tearing at my keel as if to pull it out of my body, and the heart-rending pain pounded against my soul."

"I struggled so much that I was bleeding every time, as if I was going to die. Once I felt that my life had come to an end, and it was Lao Jun's elixir that saved my life. ”

"Since then, I've stopped struggling. But I keep my resentment towards the Divine, because I know that if one day I stop resentment, I will accept the arrangement of fate, and then I will no longer be me, I am just a slave of fate. Anger is the only weapon I have against the Divine. ”

After listening to Long Die's story, Li Muyun suddenly had courage, and the predicament he was facing didn't seem to be so difficult, and he looked at Long Die with a smile: "Then, let's fight against fate together and work hard for ourselves." ”

Long Die squinted, nodded slightly, and remained silent.

Li Muyun stretched out his hand to hold the Heavenly Dao chain, as if holding a golden light, there was no temperature, no weight, and he couldn't help but ask: "When it passes through your body, will it hurt?" ”

"This is the power of the Heavenly Dao, tangible and non-qualitative, as long as you don't struggle, you won't feel it. If I wanted to escape, it would have manifested itself and bound me so hard that it was a pain that went deep into my bone marrow and I shudder when I think about it. ”

Li Muyun asked again: "Why did Heavenly Dao put you here, and what is the purpose?" ”

Long Die couldn't help but fall into the memory.

"When I was very young, my mother was killed, and my father was angry and launched a great war of floods, and a catastrophe that swept the world began, the rivers and seas fell, the mountains and rivers were broken, and countless flood tribes were annihilated."

"After the war, Heavenly Dao sent down a thunder punishment to completely exterminate the three royal families of the Flood Wilderness."

"For the survival of the race, my father made a 'Heavenly Dao Contract' with the Heavenly Dao, and pushed me into the Demon Cave with tears, allowing the Heavenly Dao chains to pass through my keel and lock me at the bottom of the cave."

Li Muyun asked curiously: "What is the content of the contract, do you know?" ”

"If anyone looses my chains, I will confess him Lord and serve him all the days of my life." Long Die responded coldly word by word, each word containing thousands of years of resentment and hatred from her.

"Will you enforce the contract, then?"

Long Die's eyes emitted a monstrous aura, "No, I will tear him apart little by little." ”

Li Muyun looked at the broken chains in his hand and wanted to cry without tears. "Actually, he doesn't have a grudge against you."

The dragon butterfly slapped its claws on the ground, and the cave shook "No, you don't understand. Only by killing the person who opened the chains of the Heavenly Dao can I break the fate arranged by the Heavenly Dao. This is my struggle against it, and I will not succumb to the arrangements of the Divine. I have to decide my own destiny, this is my insistence for thousands of years. ”

"Actually, God's arrangement is sometimes quite good." Looking at the Heavenly Dao chains that were gradually disappearing, this was Li Muyun's last desire to survive.

"No way. We didn't say that we should fight against fate together and ...... together" Long Die suddenly found that the situation had changed, and the chains that had suppressed him for thousands of years had disappeared.

Long Die stared at Li Muyun tightly, gritted his teeth, and let out a sneering roar at the corner of his mouth. The anger on his body gradually accumulated, and when he couldn't suppress it anymore, he waved his claws and grabbed at Li Muyun.

However, Li Muyun stood there calmly and calmly accepted the coming of death. If you overcome fate, please try to live with my share of hope.

The dragon's claws stayed on top of his head, trembling incessantly. Maybe with a slight wave of the dragon's claw, she can completely shatter the shackles of fate and change her life. Perhaps with a gentle wave of her dragon claws, these thousands of years of perseverance would pay off.

It's just that when she looked at Li Muyun in front of her, she couldn't help but think of the thirty days and nights, he slept quietly in the corner, silently accompanied herself, melted her cold heart with his persistence, and took herself out of the darkness.

The dragon butterfly looked up to the sky and roared, a huge tear flowed from the corner of her eye, this was the first time she cried in thousands of years, lamenting her submission to fate, lamenting fate's merciless mockery of herself, it turned out that her thousands of years of persistence was just a joke.

Long Die glanced at Li Muyun with a complicated expression, waved her wings, and flew away from the Demon Cave, the place where she had been imprisoned for thousands of years.

She finally spared Li Muyun's life, but she would never fulfill her contract to the Heavenly Dao. This is her last stubbornness.

The dragon butterfly flew away, leaving only an empty stone room, Li Muyun was a little dazed, could they really not resist fate?

What is fate? A small fish can never jump out of a river, and an elephant can never fly in the sky. The fork in the road of fate, one to the left and the other to the right, we chose the path to the right. Did we choose this path ourselves, or was it arranged by God that we were destined to take this path?