"Father. ”

Xuan Zhi's voice was a little lower, and his eyes swept sharply at the Purple Cloud Divine Monarch who was about to come forward to snatch people.

This time, the immortal bones were removed, where could they still stay alive. A sound god would die nine times after receiving this punishment, not to mention that she was an immortal who had no fire pill. Tianjun's move is to put it bluntly, he wants her life.

Everyone with eyes could see the evil aura on Xuan Zhi's body, and the guards on the side wiped a cold sweat, and Ziyun also stopped moving.

The corners of Tianjun's mouth hooked slightly, slowly paced to his side, put his hand on his shoulder, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Even Benjun killed her immediately, I'm afraid it will be her blessing." What do you think Chang Jue can do, and really think that Benjun will consider your nonsense?"

Xuan Zhi's hand holding Wangchen trembled slightly, the fire spirit secretly gathered in his palm, and seeing that he was about to have a seizure, a cold little hand pressed on the back of his hand. He lowered his head, Forget Chen had already woken up, and was looking at him with a pair of eyes open, and when she saw him coming, she shook her head slightly.

"Is it that as long as I remove the immortal bones and remove the immortal books, I can leave the Heavenly Palace. She broke away from Xuan Zhi's arms and saluted to Tianjun.

Tianjun smiled and nodded, and his smile was like an amiable Nanshan Sanxian under the vigorous Nantian Gate.

"Thank God for your forgiveness. Forget the dust slowly kowtowed, his face calm and calm. She accepted the order, and regardless of Xuanzhi's hint behind her, she walked straight to the Purple Cloud Divine Monarch.

Seeing her enter the formation under the purple clouds, Xuan Zhi suddenly shouted: "Wait!"

Once this formation is laid down, it cannot be removed, and everyone does not know what he means by saying so now. I only secretly said in my heart that it was too late.

Xuan Zhi didn't want to stop the movement of the formation, he turned his head to look at the Queen of Heaven, then looked at the Heavenly Monarch, and said, "Isn't it to get rid of bad luck, let's get rid of it all today." This immortal immortal bone was returned to the two of them. ”

In this Heavenly Palace, not only has he had enough of forgetting the dust, he has also had enough.

The queen of heaven was shocked, and quickly stepped forward to grab him, but Xuanzhi had already stepped into the formation.

"Xuanzhi! you can't ......" The almost mournful voice of the queen of heaven chased behind, but it couldn't catch up with Xuanzhi's resolute mind.

The aura in the formation is like peeling off the cocoon, pulling out the immortal qi of the two little by little, like scraping bones, like cutting tendons, and like drawing blood.

Forget Chen thought that these pains were nothing compared to what she suffered in Qinning Palace. Despite this, with her current physical condition, she quickly lost consciousness. In a haze, someone supported her, and the heart-burning pain seemed to be alleviated a little, and she gradually fell from consciousness to dream one dream after another.

Those dreams were like illusions that appeared before, and there were a lot more fragments than the illusions, from the Netherworld Mountain to the Lethe River, from childhood to childhood.

Some dreams and visions coincided, and she finally realized in the chaos that these were her lost memories.

Belongs to Feng Ling, her memory.

Following those dreams, she went from 10,000 years old to 50,000 years old, and finally fell into a bottomless dream when 50,000 years old came.

"Princess, this ceremony is about to begin, but it's not good to run around again. ”

A group of palace people hurriedly ran in from behind the curtain with jade belts and pearl crowns, blocking Feng Ling, who was about to go out.

She sighed, raised her hand, and those palace people hurriedly stepped forward, some helped her tie the jade belt, and some helped her take care of her hair. It wasn't until she accidentally spilled the water on her skirt that all these palace people who were beating her let go of her, took out the handkerchief and were about to wipe her.

"Let's change my body. She lifted the hem of her skirt in displeasure, and the palace people knelt in a row tremblingly. Who doesn't know that the most arrogant person in the entire Netherworld Mountain is not the prince, but the princess in front of him. This time, the princess's ceremony is even more important, and no one can afford to go on a business trip.

When the clothes were brought, Feng Ling asked herself to change her clothes and sent all the palace people out.

"My underwear is also wet, at least when I change it out before you come in. With that, she closed the door, turned around and rushed to the hall to change into civilian clothes, slipped out of the back window, and went straight to the mortal world.

The mortal Universiade is holding a mountain god festival, and the lights are bright.

The people of the city wore masks made of mountain vines and drank mountain flower wine. On both sides of the street, there are green buildings everywhere and embroidered bead curtains. The teahouse and wine shop lit the lamp early, and the lights and candles inside were brilliant, selling some collar wipes, masks, small drums and lotus lanterns. The road was also full of people, wearing masks and singing and dancing, blocking the noodle soup shops next to them, so it was not lively.

Feng Ling came to join in the excitement, and she had long heard that there would be a mountain god sacrifice in the mortal world on this day, and she could see all kinds of good scenes. Compared with the tedious and tiring ceremonies, the mortal world is much more interesting. When she thought that she would have to sit on it at the ceremony, and listen to a group of people holding the text of the sacrifice and reading it, and worshipping this and that, she had a headache.

Walking to the mask stall on the side of the street, she flipped her palm and conjured a silver leaf.

Holding the mask she bought, she couldn't help but secretly rejoice, glad that she was an immortal in her mother's womb, otherwise with her stubborn temperament, she wouldn't be able to turn half a silver leaf into a silver leaf if she cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years.

Put on a mask and blend in with the crowd.

The aroma of mountain flower wine is overflowing and intoxicating. After a few cups, I was almost slightly drunk.

In the haze, she was staggered by the eager crowd, and the mask on her face rolled to the side of the road with another mask.

When she got up from a soft "grass" in a daze, she saw a young man in white under her.

"Girl, good teeth. ”

The boy's voice was low and steady, and it was particularly nice. But there was a sense of crying and laughing.

Feng Ling realized that when she rolled into a ball just now, her teeth hit his lips, knocking his lips bald.

Pursing her lips, her face flushed. He turned around and was about to flee, but the hem of his clothes was grabbed.

Turning his head awkwardly, the young man covered his mouth with one hand and stretched out his hand in front of her: "If you hit someone, you have to help you up, you are a good girl." ”

"I'm not a good girl. Feng Ling resisted the idea of spitting fire and burning him to ashes, turned around and left.

This time, the boy didn't pull the hem of her clothes, but she walked a few steps, but she felt very uncomfortable. Gritting her teeth, she walked back to the young man menacingly, stretched out her hand and said, "That's it, today is my birthday, and pulling you will be regarded as a blessing." ”

The boy smiled and took her hand and stood up.

"How old is your birthday?"

Feng Ling said quietly: "Fifty thousand years old." ”

I thought that this mortal would be startled by this, or stupidly argued.

Unexpectedly, the young man licked the blood on his lips and said seriously: "I am seventy thousand years old." ”

She helped the mask of the fierce mountain woman on her face, and only sighed in her heart, she was a mortal with a bad brain.

The breeze was blowing, and petals fell between the two people's hair.

Feng Ling looked up to see that a group of people wearing hideous ghost faces were carrying a red sedan chair, throwing mountain flowers to both sides as they walked, and there were words in their mouths.

The crowd around them reversed the jubilation just now, became extremely serious, and gave way one after another.

"Flower sedan chair?" Feng Ling slowly picked up the petals on her hair.

"There's a maiden in it for sacrifice. The boy said lightly.

"How to sacrifice?" Feng Ling was a little more curious, and looked at the sedan chair carefully.

"Do you see the high platform ahead?" the young man pointed and said, "It's an altar with grooves on it." Later, the girl will be carried to the altar, cut her wrist and bleed, and then divinate whether the next year's harvest will be good according to the flow of blood. After dying of blood, the body of the girl will be transported to a cave and offered to the mountain god for the peace of the country and the people. ”

"There is such a ridiculous thing!" Feng Ling frowned slightly, and ran forward after the sedan chair.

"What are you doing?" the boy asked.

"Save people. Feng Ling ran away without looking back, got rid of the boy, and then cast a spell and hidden.