Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

Demon spirit?Bones?Gu Huai's words were like a heavy hammer waking up the dreamy memory.

That day, in the misty forest, under the worry-free tree, Qian Luo said to her, "The tears of the purple jade butterfly can make the bones live and flesh, and condense the soul. If monsters and mortals get these tears, it is like getting a token of longevity." .”

"It's just that not every purple jade butterfly can condense the purest tears. Even if your grandfather is the patriarch of your purple butterfly clan and has the purest blood, he was willing to sacrifice his soul but failed to condense tears. The tear that could save your mother."

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"Meng'er, don't be sad! Your senior brother has not left you! Although he can no longer see you, he is actually guarding you at the place closest to you." Gu Huai's words brought back the dreamlike memories.

"What does Master's words mean? Meng'er doesn't understand!"

Simeng stood between Guhuai and Cangxuan, the corner of his eyes quietly fell on the dagger at Cangxuan's waist.

"I think it was Zili who used the demon spirit to help you escape from this purgatory. Otherwise, with your spiritual power, even if you have wings, you would never be able to fly out of this abyss that is hundreds of meters high. When you were rescued, there was a genuine qi in your body that didn't belong to you. Thinking about it now, then the real qi should have come from Zi Li's demon spirit..."

Gu Huai focused on recalling the previous events, but for a moment, she didn't realize that Simeng had already walked in front of Cangxuan, and helped him to sit down slowly while he was dying. The blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth made her cheeks extraordinarily white. Cang Xuan's eyes that were about to close saw that stunning woman in a lavender dress.

"Although you saved me several times, you made me lose my two favorite people. Do you think I should hate you? But... even...you treat me so cruelly, I still can't hate you. Do you believe that Is it? I never actually hated you, not even..."

Before she finished speaking, a lavender teardrop dripped from the corner of her right eye.

Cang Xuan half-opened his eyes, and wanted to raise his hand to wipe away the tears for her, but he only moved slightly, but he couldn't touch her face after all.

"Meng'er...Meng'er! Why are you bothering?" When Gu Huai rushed forward, Bi Meng had already fallen into Cang Xuan's arms. Cang Xuan's eyes were slightly closed, and there was a smile on his lips. nothing.

She exhausted her last bit of strength, and sent the purple teardrop in her palm to Gu Huai, "Master...Father, Meng'er... I beg you to do one last thing. No matter what, you have to... Find a way to protect...to protect Senior Brother Mu's soul..."

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