Butterfly dream

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"Little devil, I'm talking about you." A man in a dark green scholar's uniform fanned the wind and walked out of the bushes leisurely.

"You...you..." Ling Tianfeng seemed to have something on his head.

Mengchen looked up at the moon in the sky, just like glutinous rice balls.

Today is the [-]th, the night of the full moon!

Ling Tianfeng will appear as a beast!

How to do?

What if they knew that Ling Tianfeng was the only nine-tailed sky fox in the world, the lord of all beasts?

Mengchen was still thinking about what to do, but Ling Tianfeng broke free from her embrace and punched Yi Lansan who was standing under the shade of a tree.

Yi Lansan leaned back, kicked his feet, and dodged Ling Tianfeng's punch.

Although the fist didn't hit Yi Lansan, it hit a tree next to Yi Lansan, and the rest of his power spread from that tree, affecting things within a few miles around.

"Little ghost, it's been a long time, and you don't want to pester me and Nannan anymore?" Yi Lan closed her fan, and her originally kind face turned into an angry one.

"You don't deserve to be called Sister Anan!" Ling Tianfeng swung another punch, the wind was so strong that he almost couldn't stand still.

"Why not? Little devil." Yi Lansan said in an innocent tone, just to make Ling Tianfeng lose his mind.

"Don't call me a brat! You bastard is not good enough for sister Anan!" Ling Tianfeng swung another punch, which uprooted the tree and fell to the ground.

"Little Six, think about the two of us. If you continue like this, we will die!" General Huaicang had already pulled out his long knife and stuck it on the ground, so that he was not blown away by the wind.

"Don't lose your mind, the gain will outweigh the loss." Meng Chen hugged Ling Tianfeng's waist.

"I, I, I just want to..." Ling Tianfeng's hand tightly grasped Mengchen's arm, causing five purple-red scratches to appear on Mengchen's arm.

"It's okay, I'm here." Mengchen's eyes turned into cat-like pupils.

"Little devil, what are you talking about? There's a sour smell." Yi Lansan opened the fan again, his angry face turned into a kind face.

"What do you think we are talking about?" Mengchen smiled at Yi Lansan, with sarcasm and disgust,

"It's been a long time since I've seen someone who can talk like me." With Yi Lansan's words, Ling Tianfeng wanted to kill him, and General Huaicang wanted to stew him.

"What a big mistake, the clothes are ragged, really ragged." Meng Chen lifted a strand of Ling Tianfeng's long hair and rubbed it on her face.

"..." Ling Tianfeng was speechless. I scolded him when I was a hundred years old.

"Little ghost, it's the same as when you were young, no wonder you are together." Yi Lansan completely forgot that there was a general Huaicang who was squatting on a tree root and eating melon seeds beside him.

"..." At this moment, Ling Tianfeng was thinking in his heart: General Huaicang, can you take me a melon seed?

"You? I'll fight you, come or not." Mengchen seemed to see what Ling Tianfeng meant, and let her go.

"Well, the gentleman's mouth does not hold his mouth, and the gentleman's mouth is not hands -on." The verbal was very civilized, but the fan was together, and the good face became an angry face.

"I'm not a gentleman!!!" As soon as the words fell, Mengchen raised her fist and threw a fist at Yi Lansan.

"The melon seeds are really fragrant, little six will knock more." General Huaicang handed over the melon seeds in his hand.

"Indeed." Ling Tianfeng kowtowed after receiving it, proficient and old-fashioned.

Small talk

"Little Six, do you know where these melon seeds come from?" General Huaicang said while kowtowing and watching the play.

"I don't know." Ling Tianfeng finished that handful, and took another handful from General Huaicang.

"Little Lulu planted it herself, and I fried it. If you name it, we, the three devils in the fairy world, will get together."

"Lu Cangling." Ling Tianfeng casually said a name.

"Well, good name, the little six sons named one ten thousand!" General Huaicang took out a handful of melon seeds and kowtowed again.

"Eh..." Ling Tianfeng finished kowtowing again, this time he didn't ask General Huaicang.He took out a plate of peach milk cake from his sleeve.

"Lucangyou brand melon seeds are produced in Luyuan Villa. They were fried by the wise and mighty General Huaicang himself. They were named by the Six Sacred Heavenly Masters. Do you buy a pack? Surely you will not lose money." General Huaicang directed and acted by himself holding the melon seeds He tried to sell melon seeds to Ling Tianfeng.

"..." Ling Tianfeng didn't say anything, just ate the peach milk cake silently.

"What kind of pastry is this? It's delicious enough." General Huaicang had completely forgotten that there were still two people fighting, and only cared about eating with Ling Tianfeng.

"Peach milk cake, from Taoyuan." Ling Tianfeng handed the plate of peach milk cake to General Huaicang.

"That's right! How much is it? I'll go to Taoyuan next time to buy it." General Huaicang is the kind of person who still has to speak out even if his mouth is full of things.

"do not know."

"I don't know? Little six, you all have this, and you still live in Taoyuan, don't you know?"

"Well, when I was bored, I asked Linglong to research it."

"exquisite?"

"The first friend Taoyuan made."

"How are people?"

"It's great, but unfortunately, I got married later."

"what a pity."

"How long will the fight be?" Ling Tianfeng took out a bowl of food.

"What is this stuff?"

"Misty frost."

"It looks delicious."

"Here, I still have more." Ling Tianfeng took out another bowl and gave it to General Huaicang.

"It's delicious, did you make it?"

"almost."

"Good workmanship."

"It's okay to watch a play."

"Exactly."

"Is there any more peach milk cake?"

"Gone."

"Oh."

"What are we here for?"

"forget."

"Forget it, forget it, and continue watching the show."

"What are you doing here?" Master Lu finally found them.

"Little Lulu, come here, do you want to watch a show?" General Huaicang was still squatting on the root of the tree.

"..." Ling Tianfeng glanced at General Huaicang, speechless.

"Ah Cheng, is there any more?" Master Lu walked up to Ling Tianfeng, putting Ling Tianfeng between himself and a certain lunatic.

"Piaoshuanghe, do you want it?" Ling Tianfeng took out another bowl.

"It's delicious." Master Lu Wang took a bite after receiving it. It was soft and glutinous, full of milk flavor, just like eating toffee.

"Don't you see whose craftsmanship it is." General Huaicang indicated with very obvious gestures that it was Ling Tianfeng's work.

Master Lu: "Ah Cheng, when did you learn it? Not bad."

"..." Ling Tianfeng was speechless again.

General Huaicang: "Is there any more? I want another bowl."

The three of them really completely forgot that there were two others who were fighting.

"It's a bit cold, is there any wine?" Master Lu's body trembled slightly.

"Drunken Peach Blossom or Fragrant Broken Fragrance?" Ling Tianfeng took out the Inexhaustible Altar.

"The fragrance is broken." Just as Master Lu finished speaking, Ling Tianfeng took another bowl.

"The undried altar, the fragrance is broken, half the altar." Half the altar of wine poured out of the undried altar.

Ling Tianfeng poured a bowl for Master Lu.

forget

"It's really fragrant." Master Lu Wang took a sip, and the familiar taste danced on the tip of his tongue.

"What kind of wine is You Xiang Sui? Is it good?" General Huaicang's small, hot eyes looked expectant.

"I haven't drunk Changchun Kingdom's famous wine since Changchun Kingdom was destroyed." Master Lu Wang took another sip to express his homesickness.

"The Lord of Changchun Kingdom is obviously a kind person, so I don't understand why he should be killed." Ling Tianfeng interjected while drinking the fragrance.

"Father doesn't want the throne either, he was forced to take the throne." Master Lu said in a low voice.

"Well, it's obvious that the concubine was pushed to the throne, while the concubine was free and easy. One fell into hell with a shattered body, and the other drove a crane westward to become a wandering god." Ling Tianfeng took a sip of wine fiercely.

"How do you know that the father is a concubine?"

"..." Ling Tianfeng didn't answer her.

"The never-drying altar, the peach blossoms are drunk and full." Before the never-drying altar was filled with wine, Ling Tianfeng poured it directly.

"Ah Cheng, what are you doing?" Master Lu Wang said, holding Ling Tianfeng to prevent her from drinking too much.

"I won't get drunk with a thousand cups." The altar of inexhaustibility was torn apart by Lu Wangshi, and Ling Tianfeng still had a little wine in the corner of his mouth.

"Why do you want to drink away your sorrows like this? It hurts your body, and it's easy to add to your sorrows." Master Lu wiped Ling Tianfeng off intimately, just like treating his own sister.

"..." Ling Tianfeng always felt that there seemed to be a few vague figures in his memory.

"What's wrong?" Master Lu patted Ling Tianfeng on the head, and it took a while to realize that the person in front of him should not be her.

"It's nothing." Ling Tianfeng tried hard to remember who those vague figures were.

"Oh." Master Lu looked at the person in front of him, and his mind was full of another person's smiling face.

Ling Tianfeng closed his eyes, and those blurred figures appeared and disappeared from time to time, making it difficult to see clearly.

It's very close, but it's blurry.

Obviously very strange, but very familiar.

Ling Tianfeng was trying to look at those people when he was patted by something and directly took out Bi Ling.

"It's me." Mengchen grabbed Bi Ling and rubbed Ling Tianfeng's hair.

"What are you doing, don't play with my hair." Ling Tianfeng's hair is easy to mess, but after being rubbed by Mengchen like this, the mess is easy to make people dream about.

"Understood." Mengchen said so, but there was no intention to stop the movements of her hands.

Seeing that it didn't make any sense, Ling Tianfeng fell directly over his shoulder.

"..." If Mengchen had just reacted, she was almost thrown out of the human pit by Ling Tianfeng.

General Huaicang had already moved away from Ling Tianfeng, the god of death, but Lu Wangshi hadn't left the death scene yet.

"Did Yi Lansan take that thing down?" Ling Tianfeng stretched out his hand and gave Mengchen a hand.

"Well, it's mainly because he is resistant to fighting, otherwise he would have been slaughtered."

"Sister Ah Nan," Ling Tianfeng said in his heart, "don't get hurt again."

"Acheng, do you have any deep hatred with Yi Lansan?" Master Lu asked softly.

"I forgot."

"..." Master Lu looked at Mengchen.

"Don't ask me, I forgot too." Meng Chen