In Chapter 21, the Golden Ring appears

The Buddhas looked at each other with tears and laughter, and when he returned his eyes to Qingxin again, he was closing his eyes, his small body swayed back and forth slightly, and it seemed that he was asleep again, the Buddha raised his big hand, and a white blanket appeared above Qingxin's head and slowly fell to cover Qingxin, Qingxin lay on his futon as if he was allowed to do so, and the golden butterfly given to him on the other side docked next to him and slowly stirred his wings~

That time I had a dream with a pure heart, and in the dream I was covered in feathers, The people who exude a black aura around him are hanging in the air, there are many people from the Six Realms around him, but those people can't move, the man in the black feather coat laughed arrogantly, he flicked his fingers, and a black gas attacked a group of heavenly soldiers, wrapping the group of heavenly soldiers who couldn't move, and silently the black gas returned to the body of the person in the black feather coat, and the group of heavenly soldiers had become a pair of skeletons, and the wind blew, forming a handful of ashes and dispersed, and the other people looked at the heavenly soldiers who disappeared in an instant in horror, and couldn't help but shudder, the figure of the black feather coat flashed to Chang'e's side, and from the black smoke wrapped around him, a hand appeared to pinch Chang'e's chin:

"Do you still love him?"

Not long after Chang'e ascended to immortality, she understood that the devil in front of her was talking about Hou Yi, of course she still loved Hou Yi, but why did the person in front of her ask herself such a question, she didn't understand, and she couldn't move, she could only open her eyes wider and wider, watching the devil's hand in front of her reach into her chest, as if she wanted to dig out her heart.

"Excuse me, stop!"

A man in white came from the clouds, and as he spoke, a dagger flew quickly and cut off Kualu's hand stained with Chang'e's blood, and the hand fell into mid-air and turned back into smoke and returned to Kua's body, and Kualu was facing the man in white, seemingly discussing and provocatively saying:

"Zhu, you and I don't belong to the Six Realms, so it's best not to meddle in things. ā€

Then a woman with red lips and white teeth and white skin like snow appeared behind the cast, as soon as the woman came, there were many kinds of flowers blooming around for no reason, the woman was barefoot, and a dark blue lotus would appear under her feet every step to support her white and tender feet, if you look closely, you will find that the woman's white clothes are composed of all kinds of white petals,

"Kualu, originally we didn't want to care about you, but we couldn't let you endanger the Six Realms. ā€

The woman's voice was as beautiful as a silver bell, and Kua Lu watched Zhu hold the woman's hand, and her eyes suddenly lit up:

"If you are willing to come with me, then I will never disturb the Six Realms again. ā€

"Splash skin!"

The woman blushed with shame, and with one palm upward, a thorn vine flew out of her palm, and she waved the thorn vine towards Kualu, who did not dodge or dodge, but reached out and grabbed the thorn vine, and laughed even more arrogantly.

In the next second, the thorn vine began to grow more vines from the place where he was pulled by Kua, quickly stretched and tied him, Kua Lu struggled twice and then made a fierce force, the thorn vine shattered and flew away for countless pieces, and injured many innocent people around, cast the woman behind him, and after confirming that the woman was fine, he also became angry with Kua, and summoned three swords to hang in front of him:

"Kualu, don't be too arrogant. ā€

"Arrogant? I'm still arrogant today. ā€

Kua Lu said and turned into countless streams of black mist towards the two of them, and the three swords on the cast side were entangled with the three strands of black fog, and when the black mist approached on the woman's side, a huge leaf would always appear out of thin air to wrap the black mist, but after a while, the lotus leaf would also be dusty.

After a few rounds, no one took advantage of each other, and they all seemed to be a little struggling with each other, and unconsciously there was less black fog on the side of the cast, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he found that most of the black fog was on the side of his beloved woman Hanahime, and every move of the black mist hit the key point of Hanahime, and the cast immediately approached Hanahime and protected her behind him......

"Be careful!"

Hearing Hanahime's voice, as soon as Zhu turned around, a cloud of black mist hit him, and Hanahime, who was not far away, slowly fell down because of a blow blocked by Zhu, and the black mist converged together to form a human form again, holding a heart dripping with blood in his hand, obviously, it was Hanahime's heart.

"Haha...... This is much more useful than Chang'e's heart, and the heart of a girl full of love is the most delicious thing in the world. ā€

Kua Lu swallowed Hanahime's heart in one gulp, and then suddenly disappeared, and Zhu struggled to crawl to Hanahime's side and pick her up, Hanahime pulled out a miserable white smile.

"Cast, it's good that you're fine, don't cry, I'm not dead, I won't die......"

Before Hua Ji's words were finished, the whole person turned into countless colorful butterflies and flew away, and finally there was only a piece of dead wood left, and he held the dead wood in his arms, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted: Ah......

Qingxin suddenly opened his eyes, and the Buddha was no longer the tall image of the past, sitting in front of Qingxin wearing a robe like an ordinary abbot.

"Master~"

Qingxin didn't know what to say, so he called out shallowly, and there seemed to be some caution in his voice.

"Qingxin, what did you dream about?"

"I—I dreamed that Hanahime died, but I can't remember who Hanahime is. ā€

"What else?"

"And ~ and cast is very sad, and I'm not happy, as if I'm casting, but I'm not casting. ā€

Qingxin stretched out his hand and scratched his bare little head twice, as if scratching twice could relieve the doubts in his heart: Who is Hanahime?

The Buddha shook his head and put the blanket that had rolled aside to cover his pure heart.

"Sleep, no more dreams. ā€

Qingxin nodded, feeling a warm feeling on his face, he reached out and touched it, and a liquid appeared on his hand, and he stretched out his hand to the Buddha.

"Master, what is this?"

"It's tears. ā€

"What are tears?"

The Buddha got up and left, saying as he went:

"Tears are the most joyful and sad, the most fortunate and the most painful. ā€

"To the joy and sorrow, to the happiness to the pain. Qingxin repeated what the Buddha said, for some reason, he felt that the tears on his hands should be the most sad and painful, but what is the most sad and painful, Qingxin didn't understand, but felt a little uncomfortable, and the feeling in the dream was not uncomfortable at all.

No matter what, sleep the most, and lie on the futon with a clear heart and fall asleep again.

The Buddha looked back at Qingxin, who had fallen asleep, sighed deeply, he opened the palm of one hand slightly, only to see that the gold ring on Qingxin's wrist automatically faded out and flew into his hand, the Buddha recited the mantra lightly, a string of runes appeared on the gold ring, only to see that the rune began to burn, the green flame burned more and more, the golden ring began to be restless, but it was like being bound by something and could not escape, and finally the flame was completely burned after the golden ring flew out of the Buddha's hand, flew in the air and then came back and stopped in front of the Buddha.

The Buddha waved at it:

"Go, go, get back what you have. ā€

The golden ring spun around twice and then flew towards the sun until it disappeared.

Fifteen years later, the golden ring reappeared, and the Buddha ordered Qingxin to retrieve the golden ring, and Qingxin prepared to set off for the extremely cold land.

The night before entering the extremely cold land, the party found an inn to stay, and the news of the appearance of the sword fragments attracted all kinds of people to this small mountain flower city: the demon world, the demon world, the god world...... The night was destined to be unstable.

Non-stop hurrying, Jiayu was already tired, holding the other side in the bed and falling asleep, Yusi was not at ease when she thought that the whole Shanhua City was full of all kinds of people, and she stayed in Jiayu's room, standing by the window and looking at the moon in a daze.

Leng Xi knocked on Lang Shao's room, and Lang Shao opened the door as if he hadn't woken up:

"It's you, it's so late, what's the matter?"

Leng Xi walked straight to the house, and said as he walked:

"Why are you in Lakepool?"

Lang Shao closes the door:

"I confessed to you, I am the current prince of Zhao State, this trip was originally to choose the crown princess, the night I arrived in Huchi Town, I was chased by some demons, and then fled to the broken temple, and then I encountered the attack of the tree demon, that is, the one called Xiao Liu, we later learned that Xiao Liu was the tree demon that night, Xiao Liu appeared that night after Xiao Qi and Si also appeared, if she hadn't arrived in time, maybe I and Thirteen would have died. ā€

Lang Shao walked to the table and sat in front of Leng Xi, Leng Xi poured a glass of water and was about to hand it to Lang Shao, Lang Shao sighed:

"If so many things hadn't happened, maybe one of them would have been my crown princess. ā€

Hearing this, Leng Xi stretched out the half-handed tea back and drank it, Lang Shao poured himself a cup of tea after noticing his movements, and laughed a little gossipily:

"Why, do you like one of them? Let me guess, is it the lively and energetic peerless Jia Si or the beautiful Lan Xinhui Jiayu? Don't you say, it's really hard to choose, the two sisters look exactly the same, but they give people two completely different feelings. ā€

Leng Xi stood up and walked out violently, slammed the door shut, and the stool that he had brought down rolled around on the ground and rolled to Lang Shao's feet, Lang Shao kicked the stool and walked to the side of the bed:

"Cut, what kind of person, disturbing people's dreams at night and leaving without saying a word. ā€

Lang Shao dreamed of the tall snow-white pillars, and everywhere he looked, he seemed to be in a gorgeous hall, and there were all kinds of people in the hall, but they didn't look like ordinary people, each of them wearing light-colored gorgeous clothes.

In front of the main hall sat a man and a woman, the woman was wearing a golden dress with a phoenix tattoo, and the man was wearing a high hat, and the curtain of the hat flickered as he spoke. At first glance, I knew that their identities were unusual, everyone seemed to be discussing something, and they spoke in a flurry manner as if they were from far away. Lang Shao had never seen such a place, as if he was in a fairyland.

The woman sitting above spoke:

"The demon clan sent an invitation, three days after the demon princess's birthday, my god clan is naturally going to go, but who is more appropriate, and I invite all the immortals to discuss. ā€

Immortals?

Lang Shao scratched his head, and she said Immortal Family? Could it be that he really came to the Immortal Realm? Just as he was puzzled, another voice sounded: