Butterfly dream

Feng sneezed and said, "What's going on?"

Mengchen woke up, and the scene in front of her was a bit weird.

Although the ground is full of flowers, there is a heavy sense of incompleteness and a great sense of depression.

"Who are you?" A little beggar saw Mengchen.

"I..." Mengchen scratched her head, a little stunned.

"Eat." The little beggar walked over with legs that were like branches.

"Are you hungry?" Mengchen took out a plate of peach milk cake from her sleeve and handed it to the little beggar.

"Yeah." The little beggar only ate one piece, and returned the rest to Mengchen.

"No need, I still have a lot." Mengchen pushed the peach milk cake to the little beggar.

"Thank you, thank you." The little beggar ate another piece and wanted to pick up the rest.

"Let me help you." Mengchen kindly picked up the plate of peach milk cake.

"Over there." The little beggar felt like a gust of wind and fell over.

"I'll follow you." Mengchen walked beside the little beggar, and the little beggar's hand was holding Mengchen's skirt.

"Everyone." The little beggar brought Mengchen to a group of beggars.

Mengchen distributed the peach milk cake to them, and brought out several plates for them.

"Ah, ah, ah." Some people couldn't speak, and Mengchen looked very worried.

"This is, grandma, this is, dad, this is, brother." The little beggar grabbed Mengchen's skirt and told her family.

"Here it comes! The monster is coming!!!" Another little beggar ran over.

Mengchen saw that it was Xiaoying.

The only beggar beside him was the little beggar he met before.

Mengchen took out Biling from her sleeve.

The space in her sleeve is connected with Ling Tianfeng's.

"Wandai, Hu!" Mengchen recalled that she helped Ling Tianfeng give her a hairband on her head.

Xiaoying swooped down from the sky, and her eagle claws collided with Bi Ling's scabbard.

Mengchen held the little beggar in her arms and fought with one hand.

"Jiang—" Mengchen cut off the eagle claws.

The eagle came again, Mengchen somersaulted, pressed the eagle under her body, and raised her sword to strike directly at the vital point.

With a long howl, Xiao Ying melted into bones.

Mengchen picked up the eagle bone and put it in the space in the sleeve.

Forced marriage

"Come on, take him down for me!!!"

"???" Damn! What the hell is this?

Mengchen was restrained by several people, and the little beggar told her to be careful.

"Your Majesty, I can't find the little one."

"??????"damn it?can't find anything?Why are you arresting me?Is there something wrong with your brain?

"Tell me, where did you hide my Xiao Ying!!!"

"?????????" Damn it, Xiaoying doesn't recognize the master! Even Feng'er can't help it!!!

"Say it?" The man pulled out the knife and put it on Mengchen's neck.

Mengchen gestured a few times, not wanting to talk to the person in front of her: I didn't see it.

"A mute." The man pursed his lips, and stared at Mengchen's face tightly again.

"You look pretty good, no matter you are male or female, I want you."

Oh my god! This man can be both male and female!!! Could it be that he was the comfort king who wanted to get Feng'er at the beginning?

"Come here, bring the beauty back home."

? ? ?What?I am not a good looking person, can someone still call me a beauty?Are aesthetic standards low?

"No, like this." The little beggar in Mengchen's arms poked his head out.

"Come on, drag him down!"

Mengchen hugged the little beggar tightly when she heard it, not letting the soldiers drag her away.

"Forget it, take him back too."

? ? ?I don't understand, I look good?Let this kind of person take me back to his mansion? ? ?

"You're fine, are you okay?" the little beggar said in a low voice with his arms around Mengchen's neck.

Mengchen shook her head, hugged the little beggar and left with the group of people.

If this person is the King of Comfort, then this is the southwest of Taoyuan, that is to say, I went wrong, but how could the land of Tapiraki, which is in the northwest, be here?

Ling Tianfeng was a little worried when she saw that Mengchen hadn't come back yet and didn't explain to her.

"Earth Spirit." Ling Tianfeng tapped the ground with his finger bones, and summoned a little mouse.

"Your Highness, what do you want from me?" The little mouse stood up and bowed to Ling Tianfeng.

"Looking for someone." Ling Tianfeng condensed his magic power into a portrait.

"Your Highness, I'll look for it right away." The little mouse took a closer look at the portrait, then dug into the ground to look for it.

After a while, the little mouse came out of the ground and said, "Your Highness, you are at the junction of Kaolong and the King of Comfort, and the King of Comfort is planning to force a marriage."

"Comfort, how dare you take Mengchen's idea." Ling Tianfeng's hand on his leg had already had bruised veins, and his body was filled with frightening violence.

"Your Highness, please stay calm."

"I know." Ling Tianfeng forcibly suppressed the killing intent welling up in his heart.

"Your Highness, I have a plan." The little mouse climbed onto Ling Tianfeng's desk.

"Let me rob a marriage."

"Half guessed right."

"Say."

"Your Highness, first form a marriage with the person you are looking for, hold the red line, and then go to rob the marriage, it will get twice the result with half the effort."

"Let me marry Mengchen?"

"Yes, Your Highness, although the King of Comfort is lustful, he still has a conscience. As long as the reason is justified, he will agree."

"Once the marriage line is drawn, it can't be untied...for Mengchen's sake, let's do it this way." Ling Tianfeng got up and left.

When passing by the side hall, he glanced at Xie Chang'an.

From the looks of it, he shouldn't have been poisoned to death.

Ling Tianfeng came to an altar in Taoyuan, and there was a stone tablet on the altar.

There are three big characters "Marriage Monument" engraved on the stele.

As soon as Ling Tianfeng approached the stele, a line of words flashed on the stele: Who is it?

"Come here," Ling Tianfeng said, throwing the kneecap in front of him aside, kneeling on the ground with his left foot, marching in salute, "the sixth main God of War in Taoyuan, Butterfly Soul."

Why come?

"For..." Ling Tianfeng paused, and said, "Come here for love."

If it is said that it is for saving people, if the marriage is not fruitful, it can only be said that it is for love.

Is it possible to repent?

"No regrets." After Ling Tianfeng finished speaking, a red line appeared on the little finger of her right hand.

robbery

At this time, Mengchen hadn't noticed that there was a red line on her finger.

"What's wrong with you?" The little beggar raised Mengchen's left hand, and there was a red line on the little finger.

"???!!!!!!!" When will there be more, what should I do?Feng'er, what should I do?

"Red thread, yours." The little beggar smiled.

Damn! Whose red line is this, are you sure it's not the wrong one?The red line drawn by the Marriage Monument, right?Is it me that comes to mind when I pull?Who will it be?Could it be Feng Er?

"Hungry." The little beggar held his stomach.

Mengchen patted his head and took out a plate of peach milk cake.

The little beggar grabbed a piece and wanted to give it to Mengchen.

"Thank you, I'm not hungry." Mengchen actually wanted to eat it very much, but it was the last plate of peach milk cake she found from the space in her sleeve. of.

"Tomorrow, what should we do?" The little beggar raised his head and looked at Mengchen.

"I don't know either." Mengchen wiped the tip of her nose with her index finger.

I don't know if Feng'er will come to save me. So far, there is no other way. Biling can't be used, and it is very likely that he will die even worse.

I can only resign myself to fate, oh no, I listen to Feng Er.

The next day is ugly.

"If you don't choose an auspicious day, that's it. Alas, the King of Comfort is really at the end of his life."

"That's right, if it wasn't because we couldn't leave here, we would have gone to the War Soul Realm."

"If it hadn't been for His Royal Highness Battle Soul's accident, this land would not be divided into three parts."

"One obeisance..." The officiant master of ceremonies saw a black figure not far away, and got stuck.

"What's wrong? Go ahead." The King of Comfort gave the master of ceremonies an annoyed look.

"She, she, she is here." The master of ceremonies trembled.

"Who?"

"Fighting spirit."

Saying that, the black figure got closer, it was really Ling Tianfeng.

"Mengchen, come back with me." Ling Tianfeng's voice was domineering and cold, but now it was set off by the environment, like a Martial God of Shura.

Mengchen saw Ling Tianfeng stretch out his right hand, there was a red line on the little finger, following the red line, it happened to be him.

"I don't allow you to marry someone else." For some reason, Ling Tianfeng looked at the wedding dress on Mengchen and felt very sad.

Maybe, it was affected by the Marriage Monument.

Mengchen held Ling Tianfeng's hand, Ling Tianfeng waved his sleeves wide, and Mengchen changed into an outfit similar to Ling Tianfeng's.

"His Royal Highness Battle Soul, really His Highness Battle Soul." Many people below murmured this sentence in a low voice.

"Red line! His Royal Highness's red line! Look, His Highness is emotional!"

"Red line? Battle Soul, you're actually emotional." The King of Comfort smiled strangely.

"King of comfort, you dare to touch my people, are you courting death?" Biling appeared on Ling Tianfeng's left hand.

"Your people? The red line didn't exist yesterday, so how could it be there today?" There were a few more black wolves around King Wei'an.

"My red line was only revealed by one person." Ling Tianfeng intertwined fingers with Mengchen inadvertently.

"Okay, very good, eat them!" Those black wolves rushed towards Ling Tianfeng.

"Ignorant thing, don't kneel down yet!" Ling Tianfeng showed nine tails, and those black wolves knelt down in front of Ling Tianfeng in fright.

The King of Comfort grabbed a black wolf by the back of its neck, and the black wolf turned into a fork.

"Give me death!"

Ling Tianfeng pushed Mengchen away, turning Bi Ling into a sword whip.

"It's not certain who dies and who lives!" Ling Tianfeng showed the wings of the Phoenix clan again, and her left eye turned dark purple.

"You must die and I will live!"

Fork waved, missed.

The Sword God Whip rose into the air with the master, and with a concentrated wave, the fork was knocked out.

Ling Tianfeng replaced the Sword God Whip with his right hand, his left hand showed claws, and his right eye turned dark purple.

With a flick of his head, he beat the King of Comfort to his knees.

go back

"Kill me if you have the ability." The Comforter King glared at Ling Tianfeng angrily.

"Why should I kill you?" Ling Tianfeng kicked King Wei'an in the face.

"You..." The King of Comfort was kicked by Ling Tianfeng and bled.

"What about me? Explain clearly."