Butterfly dream

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"Zhao Chengyou to come here." The Immortal Emperor rubbed his temples.

"Feng Chengyou is here!" The now white-haired Feng Chengyou was wearing a long robe and rushed over before he was finished.

"Emperor Immortal, what's wrong with you looking for me?" Feng Chengyou quickly saluted.

"Did you hit them once you see them?" The Immortal Emperor looked at the few immortal officials beside him and sighed softly.

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Feng Chengyou glanced at those immortal officials, still expressionless.

Chengyou

"Why beat them, they are innocent people." The Immortal Emperor looked at Feng Chengyou and sighed softly.

"Emperor Immortal, this is their villain who first filed a complaint. It is obvious that they first used a child as a target, and then insulted me and my master after being shot, and then warned them. I beat them once, but they didn't listen. They still beat me every day. It's dangling in front of your eyes." Feng Chengyou lowered his head a lot.

"Is there such a thing?" The Immortal Emperor looked at the group of people, suspicious of them.

Those people were scared to death, Feng Chengyou was a big celebrity around the Immortal Emperor, no one dared to contradict her, there must be something wrong with their heads today, otherwise they wouldn't have come to complain.

"This... this..." The leader's feet began to weaken.

"Immortal Emperor, it is true that this happened, I hope the Immortal Emperor will investigate clearly." Although Feng Chengyou lowered her head, there was still a heinous terror lingering around her.

"This... Immortal Emperor, she is talking nonsense."

"I'm talking nonsense? Who bullied a child first? After I warned you many times, you still came here to make me unhappy?" Feng Chengyou raised his head quietly, with an angry expression on his face.

"No, no, no..."

"No? Is what happened before that true?" The Immortal Emperor asked suspiciously.

"No, no, really no..."

"Emperor Immortal, I won't deal with their affairs. After all, I still have important things to do, so I'll leave first." Feng Chengyou saluted and left in a hurry.

"Master Lu, thank you for your hard work." Feng Chengyou left the fairy world, came to the mortal world, and saluted a woman in purple.The woman saluted back.

"It's not hard, I've found the 'Desert of the Dead', and it's here." Master Lu pushed aside a bunch of leaves with his feet, revealing a dark cave.

"Thank you." Feng Chengyou jumped into the cave after saying two words.

When I came to a desert, it was already dusk, and an old man riding a camel pulling a sled came at this time.

Feng Chengyou waved his hand, and the old man stopped immediately.

"Your Excellency, where do you want to go?" There was a hint of fear in the old man's voice.

"Xiaosheng just went out for a trip, somehow he came here, why did he explain to you where this place is?" Feng Chengyou bowed to the old man.

"My lord, don't be like this, this old man can't stand it." The old man waved his hand hastily.

"How can a person who is down and out in Xiaosheng not be able to bear it?"

"Young master, you are still down and out, so who am I? Your white hair has already made it clear, you are a royal noble." The old man was about to drive the camel away.

"Gu Daddy, this is really a down and out person, this desert is too dangerous, let him come up!" A voice came lazily from the sand sled pulled by a camel.

"You, just lie there with peace of mind." The lonely father said angrily.

"Thank you." Feng Chengyou got on the sled, and took out a bamboo scroll from his sleeve after he sat down.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" A young man about the same age as Feng Chengyou rubbed over from the side of the pile of dry firewood on the sled.

"It's nothing." Feng Chengyou put away the bamboo scroll and looked at the boy.

"Hey, have you heard? The Six Sacred Celestial Masters have descended to earth, I wonder if there is a chance to meet her." The young man smiled at Feng Chengyou.

"Aren't there a lot of her temples?"

"Her statue is either too ugly or too weird. It doesn't look like her at all." The teenager sat near her.

"..." Feng Chengyou was silent for a while, then said, "Have you seen her in person?"

"After chatting for so long, I still don't know how to address you." The boy winked at her playfully.

"Surname Feng, first name..." Feng Chengyou paused, and said, "Aohuang."

"Aohuang? It's the same as the nickname of Six Sacred Celestial Masters." Feng Chengyou smiled awkwardly, because that was her nickname.

"what's your name?"

The boy looked at the old man riding a camel in front, and said, "They call me Ming Lang."

"You thing, I obviously called you little bastard." The old man in front turned his head and shouted at Ming Lang.

"Father Lonely, talk less and ride your camel well." Ming Lang turned his face away and looked at Feng Chengyou.

Chengyou

"It's scrambled eggs. I didn't read the lunar calendar. Lonely ghosts have come to disturb the camel!" The front legs of the camel that the lonely old man was riding had sunk into the quicksand, and he couldn't get out. Camel's forefeet.

"Old man, don't panic, I'll do it." Feng Chengyou took out the bamboo scroll he was looking at earlier from his sleeve, tore it apart completely, and then a ray of blue light flashed in his eyes, and the bamboo scroll turned into a piece of jade half white and half black .

Ming Lang watched from the side, smiled, and knocked on the sand sled again, as if warning someone.

"Death Fate Bi, all broken pieces rise alone." Feng Chengyou held the Death Fate Bi, his eyes turned gray.

The shriveled hands that were still holding the camel's front feet in the quicksand retreated quickly.

Feng Chengyou is still in a strange state: it will take some time for the death ring to take effect, unless there is a powerful ghost, otherwise it will not retreat.

"Old man, it's all right, you can leave now." Only then did the lonely father let go of the camel and opened his eyes.

"Are you all right?" The lonely old man looked at the camel's feet, the quicksand was gone, and those withered hands also disappeared.

"My lord, where are you going?"

"Old man, do you know where he is?" Feng Chengyou put away the Biyuan Bi, and took out a portrait from his sleeve.

"This... son, you..." The lonely father's expression was very ugly.

"Gu Daddy, you continue to drive your camel, anyway, it has nothing to do with you." Ming Lang snatched the portrait from Feng Chengyou's hand.

"Do you know?" Feng Chengyou looked at Ming Lang.

"Little bastard, don't meddle in your own business." The lonely father drove the camel to a village, not so much a village, but a few houses and a few people.

"Aohuang, look, father Gu doesn't allow me to tell you, so..." Ming Lang suddenly lowered his voice, "I'll secretly take you there tonight."

"?" Feng Chengyou still hadn't figured out what Ming Lang was planning.

"Young master, today you can squeeze with the little bastard first, let's make do for the night." The lonely old man took a long cloth and spread it on the ground.

"Thank you." Feng Chengyou saluted slightly.

"Okay, Aohuang, go to sleep." Ming Lang took off his shirt and lay down on the ground.

"I won't disturb the rest of you two." The lonely father closed the door and left.

After a while, Ming Lang quietly got up and lay down beside the bed, thinking that Feng Chengyou would not find him.

"You don't sleep at night, what are you doing, are you going to steal a cow?" Feng Chengyou changed from facing Ming Lang with his back to Ming Lang.

"As I said before, I will take you to find that person tonight." Ming Lang smiled at Feng Chengyou.

"You don't need to go there, just tell me where he is." Feng Chengyou flicked Ming Lang's head.

"No, without a guide, you will get lost." Ming Lang sat obediently under the bed.

"Then, be careful on the road." Feng Chengyou got out of bed, took his clothes, and pushed the door out.

"Aohuang, you are a woman, right?" Ming Lang immediately stood up.

"..." Although Feng Chengyou was stunned for a moment, he still didn't stop, and continued to walk for a certain distance, and only let go of Ming Lang when he reached the place where he met before.

"You are the Six Sacred Celestial Master, right! I have seen my god!" Ming Lang tightly grasped Feng Chengyou's left hand, jumping up and down like a child.

"Shh, they're still sleeping, stop making trouble." Feng Chengyou put his index finger on his lips.

Ming Lang really stopped making trouble, and began to lead Feng Chengyou to find the person in the portrait.

"Your Highness, we have arrived." Ming Lang stopped at a ruin.

"You stay on guard outside, I'll come back as soon as I go." Feng Chengyou took out the long whip hidden in his waist.

"Sister, I'm going too." Ming Lang's "sister" reminded Feng Chengyou of Beitang.

"Be careful." Feng Chengyou transformed into a ball of purple fire, and walked in first.

"Boss, I heard that... that one is coming down to kill you."

"That? Which one?" A person who was not sitting properly on the stone chair had a nonchalant expression on his face.

"It's... the one who almost killed you last time."

"Oh, the dog came down and wanted to kill me? She didn't live long, so she fell on my hands."

Chengyou

"Is his head not broken?" Feng Chengyou looked at the man, pointed to his head, and said.

"Is it still broken? It's all broken into ashes, washed away by the water, and now there is only an empty shell left." Ming Lang suddenly pushed Feng Chengyou aside and fell into the sand.

"What are you doing?" Feng Chengyou couldn't speak in the sand, so he wrote softly on Ming Lang's palm.

"Be careful, he seems to have seen us." Ming Lang leaned close to Feng Chengyou's ear, gently brushed away the sand with his hands, and whispered.

"When did you see us? Why didn't I see it?" Feng Chengyou continued to write in Ming Lang's palm, making Ming Lang feel a little itchy.

"Just now, but I have to hide for a while longer." Ming Lang blew into Feng Chengyou's ear.

"Come, come, pour me a glass of wine for your boss." The man changed his posture and yelled at a pale ghost a few times.

"More greedy than me." Feng Chengyou muttered in his heart.

"Sister, we are coming out." Ming Lang suddenly put his arms around her waist and jumped out of the sand.

"Damn, the sandstorm is coming, isn't there still a while?"