It was just past noon on this day, and Simeng and Mu Zili finally said goodbye to Gongbo Longhai, left Xuanyang City, and hurried toward Fenghuang Mountain in the southwest.
Just because a few months ago, Yifeng and the others fought a deadly battle with the centipede spirit in Phoenix Mountain. Perhaps the auras of him and Cai Xi still remain in the mountain, so it's not certain that they can be found.
They had just left Xuanyang City, and Sima Luocheng of Chaoyang Palace had already received the news, and was currently glaring at the piles of bamboo slips on the desk.
They left without even saying hello to him.
Although I had said goodbye to him before, my dear friend who had experienced life and death together did not even give him a chance to say farewell.
Just left.
If he hadn't made arrangements at the city gate, he probably wouldn't have known when they left.
Even though he picked the best horses and the shadow guards who were best at tracking, he still couldn't follow them. He only left Xuanyang City within a hundred miles and could no longer find any trace of them.
When the two missing shadow guards returned to the palace to report, he was so angry that he almost killed them with his sword.
But he finally endured it. He is a wise king and cannot get angry easily.
Everyone knows that under his governance, the Yun Kingdom has only slightly restored its former prosperity. You must not lose your mind just because of a woman.
Maybe one day, he will find a way to make her come back willingly.
The maid serving tea at the table suddenly saw a cold smile flash across your face. She was so surprised that her hand holding the teapot suddenly trembled. After a "ding-dong" sound, the teapot fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
"You deserve to die! You deserve to die! Your Majesty, please forgive me!" The maid shivered in fear and knelt in front of the table. The sound of kowtowing alerted the guards on duty outside the palace.
After a long time, I finally heard Junshang's cold voice, "Get up! Just clean up!"
The maid could hardly believe her ears. She slowly straightened up and looked up secretly, only to find that there was no one in the palace.
When Simeng and Mu Zili arrived at Phoenix Mountain, it was already Mao hour the next day.
Worried about Yifeng and Caixi's injuries, they did not dare to delay for a moment along the way. When they reached the foot of Fenghuang Mountain, Xi Meng finally showed signs of fatigue and signaled to Mu Zili that she needed to rest.
She rested lazily under the tree, and vaguely heard the sound of running water coming from her ears. Then she felt that her mouth was dry and she was extremely thirsty. When she was about to get up to find some water to drink, Mu beside her
Zi Li has handed over the bamboo tube he carried with him.
Xi Meng took the bamboo tube, raised his head and took a big gulp.
While she was holding a bamboo tube and looking at the dense woods in front of her in a daze, she suddenly felt a warmth around her waist sweeping through her body. The fatigue she had felt just now was gone, and her energy suddenly felt much better.
She lowered her head and saw that Mu Zili's slender fingers were caressing her waist. A stream of pure spiritual energy hidden between his fingers was slowly injected into her body. Not only was she happy in her heart, she smiled and brushed him away.
He held his hand in his palm and said: "Although you have recovered a lot of spiritual power, you don't have to waste it all on me."
Mu Zili nodded, took her hand and stood up, but his eyes suddenly darkened, he picked up Xi Meng by the waist and jumped up, condensing his energy and hanging in the air, looking down coldly at the position where they were just now.
Just now it was clear that it was a camphor tree with lush branches, but in the blink of an eye, dead leaves fell to the ground, and even the trunk that seemed thick at first began to crack from the inside. When the wind blew, it made a low sound that reached my ears.
It's like a spell, giving people a splitting headache.
Mu Zili had great spiritual power, so he was naturally not afraid, but Xi Meng in his arms had already flushed his cheeks, pressed his hands tightly to his ears, and looked up at him in surprise.
Before Xi Meng could open his mouth, the camphor tree cracked completely, and a huge centipede emerged from the crack, heading towards the two of them with its bloody mouth open.
At this moment, a misty mist suddenly rose in the forest, and in the mist, a light blue figure could be seen hugging the purple-clothed woman in his arms, leaping into the air, and was already three feet away.
The spring morning light filtered through the mist into the forest. Through this ray of morning light, they finally saw clearly that the centipede that suddenly attacked them just now was the centipede that Yifeng had fought with on Phoenix Mountain.
Most of his centipedes have been destroyed, and now he is just like a toothless tiger, having long lost the domineering power it once had.
Since his defeat at the hands of the Phoenix Bird a few months ago, he almost lost half his life, not to mention all the claws he had practiced for many years were destroyed, and now even the little demon from Phoenix Mountain often bullies him.
Although he was angry, he was really unable to resist, so he had to hide in the nest, wait for the rabbit, and occasionally eat some uncultivated small animals to make a living.
When he saw them resting outside his lair, he wanted to take the opportunity to devour them as food.
But he didn't expect that the other party was not an ordinary little demon. He had profound spiritual power and his cultivation level was much higher than his.
There is a saying in the world: Those who know the current affairs are heroes.
He was by no means their opponent at the moment, so he had no choice but to surrender, show his human form, bend his legs and kneel down, "Great Immortal, please forgive me! Please forgive me! The younger one definitely didn't mean to sneak attack, he really didn't eat for half a month, and he was so hungry that he lost his mind.
I just offended you two! Please show your respect to the two great immortals and don't argue with the younger ones!"
He cried while talking, and his already extremely ugly face became even more distorted, which caused Shi Meng's stomach to churn. Then he remembered that he was the one who seriously injured Yifeng and Caixi that night. Anger rose in his heart, and he resisted the urge to vomit.
, staring at the centipede spirit at his feet, and said: "You know the truth! If you want to survive, answer our questions well! If you tell any lies, I will ask my senior brother to tear your skin and body into pieces!"
Xi Meng looked at him fiercely, a sharp purple light flashed in her eyes, and the centipede spirit was so frightened that he immediately collapsed to the ground. After a long while, he trembled and kowtowed with his fists: "I understand! Thank you to the Great Immortal for not killing me! The Great Immortal has you."
Just ask, I’m sure you’ll know everything and tell me everything you want! I won’t dare to say anything false!”
Xi Meng saw that he was scared to death, and seemed to not want to lie. She just remembered that he was so cruel to Yifeng and the others at that time. Although most of his true body was destroyed now, he was still a cunning and ruthless monster.
After thinking about it, he raised his eyes and looked at Mu Zili. Mu Zili waved the folding fan in his hand, and countless branches passed by before his eyes, and he suddenly rushed towards the centipede spirit.
But in a moment, Centipede Spirit couldn't move, and was tightly wrapped in tree vines. Only a pair of triangular eyes were filled with tears, looking at the two people in front of him, begging for mercy in a low voice: "Great Immortal, have mercy on me! Have mercy on me! The little one will never do it."
If you dare to be malicious again, you will never dare!"
No matter how loud he shouted, the vines wrapped around his body by Mu Zili did not fade away. Instead, as he screamed with all his strength, the vines kept squeezing into his body, with every effort and every breath.
It seemed like they were going to crush him to pieces.