The black bird looked at the flower city that was fading away, changed back to its original form, and flew into the woods.

It is a solitary bird, and in the past, except for the occasional errand with its sister Skylark, most of the time, it was engaged in secret missions in the Wu tribe.

It's just that from tonight onwards, in this world, the only person who is related to it by blood, has died at the hands of the person she has always admired.

It's really a very ironic thing, he went to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers to pick some small white flowers and put them where his sister fell. This place, on this night, has an extra delicate burial mound.

She was a little sleepy from all this last night.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly awakened by a big kick.

She opened her eyes and suddenly saw Hua Mancheng appear beside her with red eyes.

"Aren't you leaving?"

"I want to know, who painted me as a prison?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's a labyrinth, and I can't get out of it. ”

"I didn't expect the famous Huamancheng to be stumped. ”

"Get me out of here!"

"Yes, take me to your Hualing Palace. ”

"Why, you just want to serve me so much?" Hua Mancheng approached the crowfinch, "and don't even care that I killed your sister." ”

"Of course I do, but I'm more loyal to my mission. ”

"What a mission to be loyal to!" Hua Mancheng looked at the lark, he seemed to see his own shadow from this woman's body, living only for the mission in his heart, and there was nothing else to ask for. "Okay, I promise you, as long as you take me out of here, I will take you to Hualing Palace. ”

"A word?"

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and at this moment, the two suddenly felt as if they were separated from each other. It seems that this scene once happened somewhere in a previous life, and this scene is so familiar and so sweet.

The crow is a crow, she does not have the complex feelings of humans, and she has a short memory of love and hate.

Her sister died, and she didn't even hate Hua Mancheng at all, that's how she differed from humans.

Hua Mancheng looked at the black bird and frowned: "Hurry up, I'm waiting to find my friend!"

"Humph!" the black finch snorted softly, and flew quickly behind Hua Mancheng. "You can follow me, if you lose it, don't blame me!"

Hua Mancheng raised his head, flicked his hair, and caught up with the black sparrow, and the two of them walked out of the dim woods one after the other.

Outside of this forest, there is a pond whose water is covered with poplar flowers, which resemble lotus flowers.

The black bird walked to the pond and then slowly walked towards the center of the pond.

"What are you doing in the pond?" Hua Mancheng followed behind, puzzled.

The water in this pond is extremely shallow, and the black bird walked to the middle of the pond and waved at the flower city. "Come here! ”

Hua Mancheng didn't want the dirty water to get on his robes

, and flew directly to the center of the pond. As soon as he hit the water, he was pulled into the water by the black sparrow. Underwater is an abandoned ancient city. The ancient city is soaked in water all year round and is overgrown with green plants.

"What is this place?"

"The ancient city of Huaixianguo. ”

"Isn't Huai Xianguo under Erlan City?"

"Who said that? Do you know more than I do?"

"What do you mean?"

"We, the Wu people, are old subjects of Huaixian Kingdom. "The black finch slid its legs in the water like a fish. She glanced back at Hua Mancheng, who frowned, and her fair face was stained with some aquatic plants.

"Hmph, it's the first time I've heard that the crow clan is also an old subject of Huaixian Kingdom. "Hua Mancheng was dismissive.

"What's wrong with us crows?" the crows swam into a dark stone house and stopped. She turned her head and looked at Hua Mancheng, her face sullen, "We are loyal and kind, and"

"And you're not human!" Hua Mancheng said the sentence he wanted to say the most.

"What's wrong with not people?" At this moment, a white-haired old man suddenly appeared behind the black bird, walking on crutches and walking in the water, as if walking on the ground.

"Elder?" the black bird immediately knelt on the ground when he saw him.

"Are you the elder of the Wu clan?" Hua Mancheng looked at the old man in front of him, this person had clear eyebrows, a calm expression, and a beard that was more than three feet long. He walked into Hua Mancheng's side, looked at it carefully for a while, and muttered to himself.

"What are you talking about?" Hua Mancheng frowned.

"He said you," the crow smiled,

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"Say you're like a woman. ”

"Woman?" Hua Mancheng raised his face, "Do women look as good as me?" his apricot eyebrows flowed, and his long black hair fluttered in the water.

The elder looked at him, slightly obsessed.

"Why are you going, Elder, not sending him away?"

"He can leave, you can't?"

"The elders know everything?"

"What I don't know about here?" the elder looked at the sparrow, then raised his cane and reached out to the water. In an instant, the bottom of the lake churned, and a huge whirlpool rolled up and sent him out of the place.

Hua Mancheng was dizzy for a while, and before he could figure out what was going on, he landed in his own Hualing Palace.

At this time, in the Hualing Palace, Fan Zhi was lying on his brother's flying dragon seat and fell asleep. Beside Fan Zhi, lay Prince Mo Fan.

"What's going on?" Hua Mancheng got up, "Was it in the world of nothingness just now?" Hua Mancheng patted his dry clothes, and then returned to the Dark Devil Temple to rest. He didn't want to disturb the two people who were sleeping.

The next day, Hua Mancheng slept until three poles of the sun, and when he heard the noise outside, he put on his clothes and went out of the Black Devil Palace.

The appearance of Hua Mancheng startled Fan Zhi. Fan Zhi stepped forward and carefully looked at his brother in front of him. "Didn't I wake up drunk, brother, when did you come back?"

"Last night!" Hua Mancheng touched Fan Zhi's forehead, and then asked, "Where is Mo Fan, where did he go!"

"I don't know, I didn't see him when I woke up in the morning. ”

"Then what are you yelling about?" Hua Mancheng was a little displeased, "Your voice is in the entire Hualing Palace, I thought the sky was falling?"

"I'm looking for Mo Fan, I can't find him, how can I pay the account when you come back?"

"Don't worry about him, he has the blessing of his ancestors, and he will turn evil into good fortune when he encounters trouble. Hua Mancheng walked to a stone mirror in the hall, pointed to it and asked Fan Zhi, "Do you know what this thing is?"

"What's that?"

"Wangsheng Stone. ”

"What is a Wangsheng Stone?"

"You can see a person's whole life. ”

"Really?"

"Yes. Hua Mancheng opened the Wangsheng Stone, his expression tangled. "However, you have to be related to him, this thing, not everyone can easily get attached to it. ”

"Really?" Fan Zhi walked into the Wangsheng Stone, "I want to see my life through this stone." ”

"You'll see that another day, I'm going to see my master now. Hua Mancheng stretched out his hands to the Wangsheng Stone and activated the Wangsheng Stone with the illusionary technique. In an instant, the entire Hualing Palace was colorful, and Prince Mo Fan appeared in the Wangsheng Stone. At this time, he was walking aimlessly through the streets of Erlan City.

The streets are bustling with people coming and going, so it's not lively. This is the real fireworks, the elderly, the children, the hawkers, everyone is trying to play their part.

"It turned out that he had gone to the market. Fan Zhi looked at the lively scene in the market enviously, "Brother, give me a day off, I will also go around the market, and by the way, I will meet a small jasper." ”

"He's not like you, he goes to the market for his own reasons. ”

"Why isn't he with that princess?"

"Is he a colt, why is he with the princess?"

"Yes. ”

"Since you want to go to the market, I'll give you a ride. Hua Mancheng patted Fan Zhi lightly on the shoulder, and this guy followed the entrance of the Wangsheng Stone into the street market of Erlan City.

At this moment, a carriage was running in the market, and Fan Zhi happened to fall on the roof of the carriage impartially. He saw Prince Mo Fan walking past him and wanted to stop him, but his head was covered by a piece of silk that had been blown off by the wind. "Alas, Mo Fan, Mo Fan,"

Prince Mo Fan heard someone calling for him, and the voice seemed to come from the carriage. He turned his head, but saw that the carriage was already galloping away.

"How do you sound like Fan Zhi's voice," Mo Fan thought he had heard it wrong, so he continued to follow his own path.

He wanted to follow Princess Lanlun back to the palace last night, but Wei Chihua disagreed, and he couldn't find Huamancheng, so he had to go back to Hualing Palace.

No, when he woke up this morning, Fan Zhi's stinky feet stretched out on his face, and after a burst of annoyance, he left Hualing Palace.

When he came to the streets of Erlan City, he had nothing to do

Affair.

He found that since he was a human being again, he had lost interest in seeing anything. Eating, drinking, playing, having fun, everything that smells of fireworks is meaningless in his eyes.

However, the only thing that interested him was the mysterious and gentle Princess Lan Lun.

She is taciturn, not good at words, beautiful and innocent.

In this world, how can there be such a pure woman who has no quarrel with the world.

Many times, a thought would flash through his mind, that is, to let go of hatred and live incognito with this woman as a fairy companion.

However, the thoughts return to the thoughts, and the mission in the heart is still unshakable.

He clearly knew that he could not live selfishly, and the former ministers of Huaixianguo, the former people of Huaixianguo, were waiting for his return day and night. He can't put all his thoughts on the love of his children, cut it out and mess up, it's better to be pure and pure, sort out his clues, and think about how to restore the country.

It's just that for such a major event as the restoration of the country, you can't find the old ministers of the past, how can you just rely on a swinger in Huamancheng?

Prince Mo Fan was a little confused, as a son of a dead country, he didn't know what he should do next?

He stopped and looked at the sky. At this time, the scorching sun was in the sky, and a flock of white-thorned birds hissed and flew through the white clouds.

(End of chapter)