"There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy." Song Lanyi muttered this sentence in his mouth.

Then, she laboriously pulled out a smile and held out her bloodied hand.

In mid-air, her hands intersected with Du Fu.

The two men clasped hands tightly together.

I only heard Song Lanyi say with a smile, "When we meet for the first time, please advise, Brother Zimei." ”

Hearing this, Du Fu showed a smile on his face, and with a force in his hand, he pulled Song Lanyi out of the hell road.

In the vast torrent of time, the two of them stepped on the space debris, and in the timeline of these countless parallel worlds, there are flowers blooming, flowers falling, the rising sun, and the morning glow.

Du Fu also came to this world for the first time, and when he saw this beautiful and dreamy scene at first glance, he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

After being stunned, his expression became solemn, "Lord, have you figured out the way to get out?" Now that we are not talented, we are afraid that we will ......"

Song Lanyi smiled and said, "Zimei has heard of the story of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie?" ”

At this moment, whether it was Du Zimei on the torrent of time, or the girl sitting on the shrine in the main hall, or Zhu Xulin and others who were fighting, they all seemed to see it...... In a space, the green skirt is like a lotus, the big sleeves are flying, the back is like a bamboo, and the figure is thin and full of pride.

She was mottled with blood, her black hair was like a waterfall, her face was cold and peerless, suspected to be the snow on the top of the mountain, and like a snow lotus that was not stained with dust.

However, no matter how good her appearance is, the most eye-catching thing is her eyes, dark pupils, like a glimmer of light in the eternal time, deep and wise, devouring all the light, there is a sense of reality and illusion.

Everyone in the palace trembled when they saw her like this, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Song Lanyi! ”

The expressions of the demon clan became solemn, although some of them did not face Song Lanyi directly, but just looking at Song Lanyi's current demeanor, they knew that she was not a mortal thing in the pool.

If she waits for her to get out of the predicament, I'm afraid it will be their demon clan who will be unlucky.

Baddle snorted coldly, barely suppressed the light tremor in his heart, and pretended to be disdainful, "Don't be afraid!" She is now trapped in the torrent of time. It's a torrent of time, and saints may not be able to get out of it! ”

As soon as this remark came out, the demon clan was a lot more relieved.

In the dark, Song Lanyi seemed to hear the voice of Chaotuo, turned around lightly, looked at him, and sneered.

Then, in the long river of time, a sudden gust of wind blew for no reason.

I only heard Song Lanyi say lightly, "I don't know that Zhou's dream is Hu Die, and Hu Die's dream is Zhouhe?" ”

Then, a butterfly mark suddenly appeared on her skin, and it landed on her left wrist.

The butterfly imprint turned into countless dark blue dream butterflies, and in the entire torrent of time and space, it turned into a butterfly that was so big that it was boundless.

The butterfly came from far and near, and every time it flapped its wings, it was shuttling through thousands of years, flapping its wings in the direction of Song Lanyi.

At this moment, the girl's leisurely sigh of emotion sounded, "This dream butterfly is not another dream butterfly, but it is the divine thought left by the dream butterfly, and every flap of its wings can span three thousand years." You—came out. ”

When the words fell, the entire hall began to tremble, and the torrent of time continued to impact this secret realm, and countless butterfly grasses turned into dream butterflies one by one, dissipating in the secret realm.

When the roar of heaven and earth overturning was heard from the depths of the light, a butterfly slowly flew out of the torrent.

At the front of the butterfly, Song Lanyi was hunting in a green dress, her hair was dancing wildly, and her whole temperament was ethereal, as if she was dreamy.

Due to the appearance of the dream butterfly, the secret realm seemed to be unable to stabilize anymore and began to shatter rapidly.

Song Lanyi was actually almost exhausted at this moment, and could only look at Du Fu.

Du Fu suddenly understood, and raised his hand to pull Zhu Xulin and the other human race onto the wings of the dream butterfly.

Song Lanyi leaned down again at the juncture, stretching out his hand that was so thin that it was covered with blue and purple veins.

She smiled and said to the demon clan's Yukihime, "Let's go." ”

The rabbit ears on top of Yukihime's head, which were still drooping, suddenly stood upright.

There was a look of incredulity on her originally brutal face.

She pointed to herself, uncertain, "...... I? You...... Are you sure? ”

Song Lanyi chuckled, "How?" Are you afraid that I will calculate you? ”

Xue Ji pursed her lips and snorted, "It's all dead horizontally and vertically." It's better to die at your hands than to die in a secret realm. ”

"Besides......" she glanced at Song Lanyi cautiously, and said unconfidently, "You won't do anything to me, will you?" ”

After speaking, she gritted her teeth, took Song Lanyi's hand, and stood on top of the butterfly wings with the help of one by one, standing behind Song Lanyi.

And at this moment, the space around the secret realm has gradually begun to appear as a small spatial rift.

Seeing that Song Lanyi had the intention of leaving, Bantuo and the other demons couldn't help but panic.

Song Lanyi has a way to leave, but they don't!

On this trip to the secret realm, not only did he not get the inheritance of the saint, but he also lost his life in vain.

What a loss!

At the moment of life and death, the bastard was no longer indifferent, and his calm mask suddenly cracked.

At this time, he didn't care about any dignity or position, but shouted anxiously, "Song Lanyi! Save my life, the matter of the secret realm, let's write it off. What exercises you want, newspapers, or even demon bloodlines, I can give them to you! ”

When the words fell, he seemed to think of something, and hurriedly added, "How unfair is the human race? Even though you are talented, but because of your lack of talent, women still can't take the imperial examination and are high above the temple. But as long as you save me, even if it's the bloodline of the Demon Ancestor, I can give it to you! ”

"With the bloodline of the Demon Ancestor, what supernatural powers, what talents, and what physical bodies, isn't it a hundred times stronger than the human race?"

After hearing this, Song Lanyi glanced at him sideways, and said with a light smile, "I am invincible in the same realm, why do I need to add more blood?" The bloodline of the demon clan, as far as I am concerned, is just a snake to add to it! ”

After speaking, when the secret realm was about to be shattered and the butterfly would fly into the turbulence of time and space again, the dream lord walked out of the clay sculpture again.

She looked at Song Lanyi, her eyes were a little complicated, "Dao Guo...... Dao Fruit, I cultivate this life, and in the end there is only a shell and Dao Fruit left, me and you, like the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, I don't know who is true and who is false. ”

"I never expected you to get out of hell...... In this chess game, after all, you beat me by half a child. ”

Song Lanyi stood on top of the butterfly wings, and when he saw this, he smiled.

She picked up a white child, and with a slight force in her hand, the white child suddenly turned into powder.

Eventually, she flew with her sleeves and flipped over the chessboard at once.

I saw her smile and said, "When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and there is nowhere and there is nothing to do." ”

"And ......," she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the huge sky, "the world is very big, and your life and I should never be confined to a chess game." ”