"Who the hell are you?" Chang Di couldn't help but wonder where the demon beast came from, and whether what it said was true.

"I'm just a humble demon beast, and I don't know why I can get the dream of the mountain king's mother. ”

"When Benjun's mother had a deceased son, she only had one son, me. ”

Maybe this monster didn't lie, did the mother give birth to a child...... Before her mother became her father's concubine, she was just a ghost slave and had no chance of conceiving. Who was the dead son? It could be the child of his mother and father, but he didn't know why.

"This gentleman will investigate this matter, you can go, don't come to disturb this monarch's mother again. ”

He knelt on the ground, bowed respectfully to the spiritual seat three times, got up, bowed his head slightly, and left.

Chang Di somehow suddenly grabbed him, "Benjun's mother, are you okay in your dreams?"

"When I passed away, I thought of my dead son and burst into tears. "It tells the truth.

When her mother died, Changdi was not by her side. When her father said that she had gone peacefully and had not left a word, he was sad, and his mother did not even want to give her a little care when she left.

My father handed over the plum blossom agate hairpin to Chang Di and said, "Your mother's hard work for Mei Ji is not easy to raise you, and you have exhausted your mental strength and can't stay."

At a young age, he took the hairpin, looked at the blood-like plum blossoms on the agate, recalled the past with his mother, and was silent for a long time.

Mother may have had some words in her heart, but it was too late to tell him.

As for the mother's death, the father must have known it, and he could predict that his father was hiding a lot from him.

"If you can see you again in the future, please tell me why your mother gave me nightmares. ”

When Chang Di saw its terrifying appearance, he actually felt a trace of pity, such an ugly description, I am afraid that it will be disgusted in the demon world, but that pure gaze is very kind and inexplicably familiar.

"If there is a day, definitely. ”

"What is the name of this mountain?" and thought that if the catastrophe did not die, there was no end to the sky, maybe he could return to this place again and truly unravel the dream, but he knew that it was a delusion.

"Charming Mountain. ”

After hearing it again, I couldn't help but say, "The green mountains are charming, the snow is white and the plums are red, it's a good vision." ”

Chang Di was surprised again, is it really so fateful, he still remembers his mother, when he taught himself to practice poetry, he looked at the snow outside the house and wrote down eight characters.

The green mountains are charming, and the snow is white and the plums are red.

He asked what he meant, and his mother said that many people in the world have their whole lives, but they only want to have one heart, see each other's green mountains and charming, and take the white snow and red plums.

But the four seasons are always there, but it is difficult for the confidant to accompany him.

It's not that he doesn't know that for a stubborn mother, if the beloved is not sincere enough, then his life will be insignificant, not to mention that his mother is Mei Ji who became a father as a substitute.

She said that she and her father would rather never know each other, and would rather forget each other for the rest of their lives.

Love is deep, hatred is boundless.

Love is a poisonous wine, the aroma is rich, the taste is mellow, as long as the greedy person drinks it, he will pass through the intestines, pay attention to the liver, but not die, but a long-lasting pain.

Changdi looked at the inscription his father had carved for his mother.

The tomb of the concubine Yuping.

Other than that, there is not a word.

For the majestic and ruthless father, the mother is just a concubine who can't hold a stable title, can't enter the royal mausoleum, and can't even have the names of her son and husband on the spiritual throne.

However, he also knew that his mother didn't care, she had long disdained to do anything to Maggie, but she still missed her dead son like that...... If this is a secret, perhaps he will need to solve it himself.

I don't know which mountain I went to.

Ember finally saw a boulder, so she slept lazily on it, resting her feet, thinking about how many days later, she did not like the life of others.

Xu was too tired, and fell asleep in a daze, she dreamed that she had returned to the sky, and first ran to the Huoyun Palace, and saw the Xingjun in the main hall frowning, reading a scroll of documents.

She forgot to salute, went straight to Xingjun's side, and shouted, Xingjun, I'm back, do you miss me?

Seeing her sweaty clothes, Xingjun smiled dotingly, women can't be so rude, go wash quickly.

But she just didn't want to, pulling Xingjun's sleeve and begging for an answer.

Xingjun had no choice but to raise his hand to wipe away the beads of sweat for her, how could I not want to be Ember, Ember is the person on the tip of my heart, the love of my life.

When she heard this, she was overjoyed, hugged Xingjun tightly, and said, Xingjun, I will never leave you again.

Xingjun also hugged her, tight, getting tighter and tighter, she couldn't breathe well, and complained.

Ember exhaled in pain, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that he had just dreamed.

Her body was surrounded by some dark butterfly demons that flew from nowhere, struggling to eat her spirit, and she couldn't get rid of it.

The ember shouted for help, and after shouting, she felt ridiculous, in this deep mountain and old forest, where would there be a demon with higher mana than her to save her.

She had to try her best to find a way to escape, muttering in her heart, so unlucky, she met these ghostly soul eater butterfly demons, if she died here, it would be true, no one even knew.

It's obviously not the first time these butterfly demons have done this kind of harm, and I don't know how many undead there are in their stomachs.

She tried to persuade, "You bully people like this, it's too vicious, as a monster, you can't eat other people's spirits to cultivate, you will be punished by God!"

Of course, those savage butterfly demons can't understand human language......

Ember was bitten and almost unconscious, she had to fight back, this was the first time she wanted to hurt other demons to save her life, but she had to do this, she had endured the pain for a long time, I only hoped that the butterfly demon would know how to advance and retreat, even if it ate some of her spirits, it didn't matter.

But this entanglement actually made her give her life, and she was unwilling.

Well, don't blame me, I just don't want to die in vain.

She pulled out the wooden hairpin between her buns, pierced her fingertips, and a drop of blood rose, she crushed it with some hesitation, and the blood beads suddenly turned into flames, burning all the butterfly demons around her.

Zhong Yan saw this scene not far away, and his heart was mixed.

A few years ago, an uninvited guest came to Ibaryama, and he wanted to meet the demon boss, and he was merciful, showing mercy everywhere, of course, he had no time to see people. The demon slave stopped him, but he easily avoided the demon slave and entered the main palace of Ibaryama.

He said to Zhong Yan, I have obtained a judgment for your divination.

Zhong Yan, who has high mana and extensive knowledge, can see that this person is not a mediocre person, at least a profound immortal official.

Zhong Yan took the jade slip and wrote: Lonely Mountain, Flying Red Ember Song on the Drum.

What does this mean?

If you don't do what I say, the immortal in a white cloak and a lake-blue robe, ten years from now, you will die alone in a lonely mountain with a big drum, blood splattered all over the ground.

Zhong Yan, who had been afraid of death since he was a child, didn't know if he could trust this uninvited immortal, but he still had a weak heart, and couldn't help asking, how to avoid robbery?