Narrow escape in fairyland loop

Chapter 111 Origin of Witch Prayer
"Brother Shuya, didn't I say it all! Although I am from the Le clan, I really can't dance well!" Yan Chao heard his voice before seeing him, went upstairs with a jar of good wine, and entered the room with a bang. With a sound, it was placed on the table.

"Hey, Brother Yanchao doesn't know me yet? It's really Wanmin's petition, otherwise I wouldn't bother you over and over again." The man looked embarrassed and pulled the seat, as if he didn't intend to leave for a while.

Seeing this battle, Yan Chao hurriedly recommended Mu Yun. "I recommend someone to you! The famous princess of our Le clan! Every year, I will take care of Wu Qi from my Le clan. As long as you can cooperate with her well, you will be guaranteed to listen to her."

The man immediately looked at Mu Yun with piercing eyes, the man's eyes turned out to be dark purple!
"Hey uncle... I can't protect myself now. I hang on other people's bodies all day long, and I can't walk. What kind of blessings can I, a patient, pray for?" Mu Yun took Yan Chao's reclining chair and lay down naturally lazily. Those eyes narrowed slightly and stared at Yan Chao.

"I remember, my uncle dances well. After all, according to Le Clan's records, Prince Yanchao has dominated Wu Qi for hundreds of years..." Feng Rongxi promptly diverted the man's attention elsewhere.

The man stood up abruptly and grabbed Yan Chao: "Brother Yan Chao! I have never asked you for anything, and this matter must never be refused!"

After several days of grinding, Yan Chao finally couldn't find any decent excuse to refuse.

When it comes to the Spring Festival, magpies circle the beams during the day, the sky is full of colorful clouds at dusk, and the moon and stars are sparse at night. It is really a good and auspicious day.

Yan Dynasty prayed and sang in the middle of the city, and the mantra spread with the power of the Le clan, lingering around the whole Daze.

Listen carefully, there is only one spell that is the same inside and out.

Feng Rongxi pressed her lips against the teacup, and finally couldn't help laughing: "Uncle has made up his mind that the demons can't understand the ancient language of the gods."

"Well, this is your language at that time, but now you remember everything?" Mu Yun became interested.Recalling that when I comprehended Wu Qi, I had to suffer a while before I gradually comprehended it.

"Well. 10 years ago, most of the living beings did not have spiritual intelligence, and only a few dozen people were able to leave writing. The writing at that time was obscure and difficult to understand, and it was not as easy to understand and communicate as it is today. When it comes to people before, it is not as good as you." At this moment, he Looking at Mu Yun's eyes, it was more like looking at a junior who had followed for a long time.

Mu Yun removed the cloak covering her lap and walked to the open space in front of her. Feng Rongxi thought about the version she had seen many times in the past, especially her mother's version.

"My dear brother! My daughter Lan Ke dances well! I wonder if our God of War is interested in getting acquainted?"

While pushing cups and changing cups, the former Emperor wanted to tie the God of War and Princess Xianle, Lan Ke, together.

Mu Yun's voice was melodious and long, a bit deeper than usual, and the singing brought Feng Rongxi back to her thoughts.

It turned out that the same words, the same dance posture, after so many years, this is the first time Feng Rongxi heard the recitation in his heart.

Where Mu Yun's fingers passed, there was a glittering golden powder light, and the golden powder trail reflected in the moonlight. In his eyes, he was like a fairy spreading hope.Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavenly beings.

Feng Rongxi didn't dare to breathe, the slightest sound might affect this perfect person in front of her.

Following Mu Yun's chanting, Feng Rongxi noticed that the subtle soul power was brought back into the spiritual sea, and the giant lotus in the depths of the spiritual sea trembled.

Feng Rongxi stepped forward a few steps, stopped Mu Yun, shook her cloak, and pulled her into her arms.After loosening her Adam's apple a few times, she said hoarsely: "In the future... never dance this again."

Feng Rongxi sighed, and hugged Mu Yun in her arms.He didn't let go of Mu Yun even when he returned to the recliner, still maintaining such an intimate distance.

"The ancestor of the Le clan used to be a wizard who served the Heavenly Court. Your Le clan has chanted witch prayers for tens of thousands of years... Actually," Feng Rongxi continued, stroking Mu Yun's hair distressedly: "Actually, it was just to awaken I scattered the souls of Kyushu."

"At least you are indeed back." Mu Yun sighed lightly, unwilling to talk about this matter again.

"After that, we won't mention these unhappy things anymore." Feng Rongxi noticed Mu Yun's melancholy, kissed the top of Mu Yun's head lightly, and didn't mention it anymore.

The witch prayer in the city was over, and people rushed to celebrate. A place in the city burst into flames and exploded in the air with a bang. The loud sound made Mu Yun's heart beat violently, and Feng Rongxi felt a little uncomfortable.Seeing the sound of clattering again, the sky was illuminated, as bright as scattered stars all over the sky, each one was bright, but it didn't last forever and die instantly.

"This is called fireworks, a gadget created by the human race." Feng Rongxi caressed Mu Yun's back, which made Mu Yun calm down quickly, and kept turning her head following the fireworks one after another.

"Nice. I like it."

It would be great if... it could last forever.

"I know you are a little sad, in the future I will definitely research fireworks that will not fade, just for you to see." Seeing Mu Yun's brows and eyes wrinkled, Feng Rongxi said softly to Mu Yun.

"it is good."

The tranquility of Banxianju is in sharp contrast to the bustle of Yunmeng Lake. Mu Yun always feels that it is too quiet, and it shouldn't be...

Mu Yun slapped her thigh: "Oh! Today! Didn't I invite City Lord Murong to Banxianju today?"

Just as Feng Rongxi was about to answer, there was a bang, and the door leading to the backyard was knocked open. The demon man who was chasing Murong Qingxuan that day rushed into the yard, holding Murong Qingxuan in his arms, who Follow Yan Chao.

"Little Muyun! Something serious has happened! Nephew and son-in-law! Find a way! This girl is dying!" Yan Chao panicked, not knowing who to turn to.

The man put Murong Qingxuan flat on the ground, and Mu Yun knew something was wrong by taking his pulse lightly.Murong Qingxuan's face was ashen and sluggish, her breath was loose and irregular, her pulse was thready and weak.

"..." Feng Rongxi lightly gripped Mu Yun's wrist.His eyes caught Mu Yun's eyes.

"Please save Xiaoxuan! She refuses to follow me into the demon way no matter what she says, I really hate her...I am also afraid that she will be reincarnated under that person...you must have a way..." The devil's tough guy wet his eyes , Kneeling on the ground is a burst of kowtow.

"That's right, Xiao Muyun, Xiao Xuanzi is a good child...she must be us..." Yan Chao was about to organize his words and say something else.

Mu Yun yelled: "Stop talking! She's about to die, uncle, Tongtianxiang, the kind used by Wu Qi!" Mu Yun's eyes met Feng Rongxi again, this time, Mu Yun Gently nodded.

At the same time, Feng Rongxi let go of Mu Yun's wrist.

Mu Yun used her hand as a blade to cut through the palm of her right hand, and the golden liquid flowed into Murong Qingli's mouth, and Murong Qingli's whole body miraculously gradually returned to rosy.

"I'm saved! Xiaoxuan...how are you Xiaoxuan...can you hear me!" The demon youth stepped forward and wanted to pick up Murong Qingxuan, but Feng Rongxi grabbed him instantly and pulled him behind He sternly said, "Don't approach them!"

The demon youth was concerned, but he was scared by this roar, and he quickly backed up a few steps before finally stopping.

"Xiao Muyun! Fragrance! Fragrance is here!" Yan Chao held the long golden box in his hand, and hurriedly opened the long box with trembling hands.

"Uncle, why are you panicking?" Mu Yun asked for three golden incense sticks, each as thick as half a wrist, supplemented by Wu Ji's painstaking efforts, burning the power of Wu Ji's soul, to complete the petition.

"Little Muyun...can you persevere...or let me try!" Yan Chao was a little guilty, and his words were trembling.

"Uncle! I am your niece. I know your strength. If you want to prolong your life, let me do it. It's just my current state, I don't know how long I can live." Mu Yun sighed softly, from Feng Rong Xi took the medicine bottle in her hand and swallowed half of it in one go.

(End of this chapter)