Is that so?

The ephemera seniors are undoubtedly a very gentle person, but such people often have one thing in common, that is, are the mayfly seniors really willing to give the fox their envisioned future? What is the point of watching the mayfly die with your own eyes, and living for tens of thousands of years? Although Changsheng didn't spend much time with these demon cultivators, he also knew a little about their temperament. They were all willing to die by themselves for the sake of Lord Mayfly's continued cultivation, wouldn't they be sad when they remembered that Lord Mayfly died for them in the future?

Demon cultivators tend to be more stubborn and affectionate.

Changsheng was in the position of the demon cultivators at this time. Even if they will die, they hope that those who have had a relationship with them will die naturally, not for some reason. I don't want to die because of myself.

Only in this way, when thousands of years have passed, when we think of those who have left, we will not feel hopeless. They appear in our lives for a short time, although the time is very short, but they are very happy to have their time. Even if I have to live on this short memory for the rest of my life, I will never regret it, but I will cherish the days with them even more. Because in a long time, we will live on this shining memory.

After listening to Changsheng's thoughts, Zhuang Mayfly pursed his lips. She is a person who is very good at listening to other people's opinions, and at this time she thought quietly for a while, showing a sudden expression.

"It's our fault that we're in a different position, so I'm ignoring their feelings."

Changsheng didn't want the mayfly seniors to admit their mistakes, and he was a little at a loss all of a sudden. Zhuang mayfly held Changsheng's hand and only felt infinitely happy. I thought that her life was short, but when she met Changsheng, who had an excellent heart, she thought that she had found a successor, and she was already very happy. Now not only have all of them survived, but they can also harvest the lovely little friend of Changsheng, which is really a great thing for her.

Holding Changsheng's hand, Zhuang Mayfly was about to speak, but was pulled away by the demon cultivators who had already prepared the banquet, and Changsheng was also taken away. The banquet was very sumptuous, and the long table was filled with all kinds of food and drinks. I don't know if it's the illusion of immortality, but the flowers and trees around me seem to be more verdant and vivid. And many trees are blooming. At this time, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing among the people, and the flowers are colorful, and the beauty is intoxicating.

"Come and drink! This time it's fruit wine, only a little bit of wine, and the rest is juice, Changsheng, which is specially prepared for you. ”

Lu Zheng smiled and took out a head-sized jar and placed it in front of Changsheng. Changsheng now basically understands their style of doing things, he is happy, he will hold a wine banquet, if he is unhappy, he will hold a wine banquet again, like this, he will be happy when he escapes from death, so he will naturally have a few more wine banquets.

It's just that with such a big jar of wine, Changsheng, who used to be able to smell it when his grandfather was drinking, couldn't help but take a small step back, but it was quickly blocked.

Chongming looked at Changsheng with a smile, as if the foot that stepped on Changsheng's chair was not his own. Changsheng was a little shrunken at such a heavy sight, after all, he had such a smile last night, and then he was stunned. It's just that in this situation, if you don't drink it, you can't say it, so Changsheng no longer hesitated, picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all.

"Good!"

Everyone applauded, and the atmosphere ignited at once! Then you persuaded me, I persuaded you, and everyone drank happily.

These wines are added with special spiritual grass by the raccoon, which will make the monk also produce a smoky feeling, similar to the state of mortals when drinking, but there will be no sequelae similar to headaches, and it will even make the monk feel comfortable. Therefore, everyone had no scruples and drank to their heart's content. Changsheng is okay, after all, she is a child, and everyone will not pour her wine, and Changsheng drinks fruit wine, even if he drinks that jar, he will not get drunk. The one who was the most ruthless was Zhuang Mayfly.

Everyone loves her very much, so there is a feeling of being lost and regained, so you follow me, and I follow your wine. Zhuang mayflies also did not refuse to come, and drank them one by one. When Changsheng sipped fruit wine and ate the fruit, Zhuang Mayfly was already dazed.

"It's really good wine, little fox, what's the name of your wine?"

Zhuang Mayfly laughed wantonly and freely, she has always been gentle and self-controlled, there are few such free and wild laughs, everyone knows at a glance that Zhuang Mayfly is drunk.

However, looking at the drunk Zhuang mayfly, everyone was even more excited. They had never seen a drunken mayfly before.

"Lord Mayfly, it's a 'half-day leisure'."

"Stealing half a day...... Not bad! Wine! Good name! ”

Zhuang Mayfly praised loudly, looked left and right, seemed to be looking for something, but did not find it, so he showed a somewhat confused expression. At this time, the little fox was particularly clever, and he immediately ran to the side and folded a branch full of flowers and handed it to Zhuang Mayfly.

Holding this flower branch, Zhuang mayfly waved it lightly, revealing a satisfied look. At this time, all the demon cultivators showed expectant expressions. Changsheng didn't quite understand what was going on, and Lu Zheng quickly explained it to her.

"Mayfly-sama is good at sword dancing, shhhhh Good for you. ”

"Whoa!"

The flower branch drew a semi-circular arc in the air, and the flower branches of the flowers shook gently, and some of the blooming petals on it fell lightly, and continued to fall with the dance of the Zhuang mayfly.

Changsheng stared at this scene intently, Zhuang Mayfly was really a monk who was good at sword dancing, that flower branch was obviously extremely fragile, but in her hand, it was like a real spirit sword, easily breaking through the air and drawing a graceful arc in the air.

"Thousands of miles to find the fairy road back then......"

The more the mayfly danced, the more intoxicated she became, and the fragrant flower branch seemed to bring her thoughts back to the past. She saw her little self who had been wielding a sword and exercising, the relieved expressions of the teachers and teachers after she had made progress, and the adoring and loving faces of her younger brothers and sisters......

She has always considered herself an extremely lucky person. It's great to be able to grow up in Penglai Pavilion, be taught by the elders of Penglai Pavilion, and be able to walk on the path of immortals. It's just that she was too young at the time, and she couldn't handle it better, and in the past seventy years, I don't know how those teachers and younger brothers and sisters have been doing. Seventy years have passed, and for a full seventy years, Penglai Pavilion must have a new chief disciple and a new junior disciple. She is just an insignificant person, even if she leaves, the country is still there.

It's just that I don't know if you still remember yourself.

The sword, which had been wanton at first, suddenly became sad and sluggish. There was also a lot of sadness on the face of the little fox.