Among the snow-capped mountain islands, there are jagged trees and ice branches hung by mist, and numerous silver flowers are blooming on the crystal ice branches.
The enchanting and beautiful purple butterflies shuttle among the ice branches and silver flowers like elves in the ice and snow.
The wind blowing through the snow-cold branches is bitter and fragrant, just like the flowing green grass clippings on the grassland in late winter.
Above the sky, two bright moons compete for glory, and the white Milky Way and the vast white Milky Way lie quietly in the blue sky.
The brilliance of the stars and the moon is like water slurry bursting out of a silver bottle, pouring down towards the earth.
On such a snowy night, two full moons share the mountains and rivers, and the bright stars and moon shine in the world, which is not in line with the common sense of the world.
Tan Yuansi sat cross-legged in the snow, his face covered with a layer of shallow frost cracks, and his whole body covered with frozen ice branches, as if he was in a vast white world.
Under the moonlight, his face looked slightly pale, and there was a lot of frost hanging between his closed eyelashes. His whole figure looked like a cold corpse that was about to be covered by ice and snow.
The vast and cold world is pure white, with only the occasional strange purple butterfly flapping its wings in the snow, and...
Tan Yuansi held the peach blossom between her pale, frost-covered fingers, which was tender and tender, filled with vibrant colors.
A purple butterfly landed on the peach blossom between his fingers, its soft petals quivering slightly.
The purple butterfly that had not yet settled seemed to have been cut quickly by countless sharp knives, turning into a handful of pink mist and dispersing in the wind and snow.
Tan Yuansi has been trapped here for almost a day and a night.
He has no way to leave here.
But he has a peach blossom in his hand.
The person who trapped him couldn't hurt him.
But even so, Chengxian's indifferent nature over the years gradually became impatient because of the other party's constant pestering.
The frozen eyelashes trembled, and the ice cracked and fell into his sleeves.
Tan Yuansi opened her eyes and looked at the witch in purple under the moon with cold eyes. The magic butterflies flying around her purple dress were all full of fragrant luxury.
Dudu's snow-white beauty is the most delicate and graceful. Even Tan Yuansi, an indifferent immortal who claims to be strong without desire, can't help but keep his eyes on her for a while longer when he opens his eyes.
Ning Feiyan's slender and soft legs were folded lazily and comfortably, sitting high on a bent cold branch.
Her long hair is like a black cloud, mysteriously and mysteriously wrapping her slender and graceful figure. The subtle fragrance floats, and the witch is as strong and beautiful as poison.
At this moment, she was also imitating Tan Yuansi, holding a strand of ice branch in her hand, and instead of flowers, what was standing on the branch was a butterfly.
Tan Yuansi has a male-female appearance, and even his bones are more feminine. In his life, he loved caressing flowers and playing the flute, and his hands were well nourished by the clear spring water.
But now, comparing the two, the witch's hand holding the butterfly flower has even and beautiful joints, long knuckles, and a smooth wrist. It looks many times better than his hand.
Tan Yuansi's eyes stayed calmly on the plain white jade hand for a moment. At this time, Ning Feiyan's faint voice sounded: "Butterflies are in love with flowers. I want to reduce the coldness of my clothes. If I don't roll up the bead curtain, I will be deep in my heart."
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Her naturally affectionate lover's eyes raised slightly, and she said with a smile: "It really suits the occasion."
Tan Yuansi snorted coldly, and the Hanzhi Butterfly Flower held in Ning Feiyan's fingers suddenly exploded into countless fragments.
The sharp fragments cut through her soft white fingers, leaving a striking blood mark between the fingertips.
"The witch overestimates her own abilities and dares to seal me as a Realm Gate. One day has passed and you can't kill me.
The power of this realm gate is about to reach its limit, and by then, I will make you pay a heavy price."
The Realm Gate is an illegal existence that travels through the six realms. Only the master of the Realm Gate can stop in the world inside the Gate without being excluded.
If a stranger enters the door, the space inside the door will inevitably be chaotic, causing great repulsion.
Ning Feiyan can use the power of the gate to take people through space, but she cannot keep strangers in the world inside the gate for a long time.
One day may not seem long, but it will put a huge load on her body.
Tan Yuansi will not be affected in any way in this space. It is purely Ning Feiyan who forces him to stay here.
He stayed in the realm gate for a moment longer, and Ning Feiyan's heart felt like it was directly exposed to the depth of a hundred thousand miles without being protected by the demonic body.
The strong resistance of the deep sea water in all directions oppressed her heart, sending her the painful signal of suffocation all the time.
As Tan Yuansi said, she was almost reaching the limit of what her body could bear.
But there was no pressure on the smile that faded on Ning Feiyan's face. She put the bloody finger under her thin lips and licked the blood between her fingers nonchalantly.
There is a line of moist blood between the lips, as if tempting someone to kiss, or like a dangerous and cold killer idly licking the blade of the knife before death.
"I heard that your Four Scenery Withering Technique is very powerful. Although the artistic conception is gentle, it contains infinite murderous intent. It can even break the corpse demon's body. I... I also want to learn a lesson from it."
Ning Feiyan's skin is as white as snow, and her smile is as gentle and affectionate as spring flowers blooming.
Singing softly, her eyebrows, her thin lips that seemed to be hooked but not hooked, and the orchid fingertips wiping her lips were all gentle and affectionate.
If you can't see your eyes.
Tan Yuansi's fingers clung to the peach blossoms tightly. He felt the cold murderous intent in Ning Feiyan's eyes, and his body felt faintly cold.
Immediately, he raised his lips and let out a contemptuous smile: "Do you dare to kill me?"
Before Ning Feiyan could reply, the ice and snow covering Tan Yuansi's body was suddenly shaken away by an invisible force.
The frost cracks on his pale face were still there, but he didn't care.
Once he leaves this world gate and returns to the human world, he can use the spiritual power of the human world to re-weave the spiritual clothes and repair the wounds in his body.
Tan Yuansi patted the remaining snow dust between his clothes with an indifferent expression, raised his cold eyes to the woman sitting high on the cold branch, and said disdainfully: "Can you kill me?"
The hidden meaning of the first sentence is that although the battle between immortals and demons has existed since ancient times, it has never ended.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But in this world, immortals are prosperous and demons are declining.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan is recognized as the master of the Six Paths, the eldest son of his father-emperor, and the true god who stands side by side in the vast wilderness of the universe.
But now the demon world is torn apart, and the young demon king has succeeded to the throne. No matter how ambitious the demon world Liuhe is, he does not dare to openly kill the gods.
Because if you are not careful, you can start a war, giving Xianzun Zhuzhan more reason to attack the demon world.
As for the meaning of the second sentence, it couldn't be more obvious.
The six rivers in the demon world have always been mentioned by the same name as the Cangwu Shizang Hall, the Taixuan Nine Classics, and the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi.
Although in the world's perception, Liuhe is integrated with these three forces.
But among the six rivers, under the first river, no matter how famous it was, Tan Yuansi felt that it was not enough to rival the immortals in the sky.
Above and below, everything is inferior.
Is Mo He, who is only worthy of playing with the power of the immortal sect in the human world, capable of killing him?
Regarding Tan Yuansi's disdain for ridiculing Leng Ao, Ning Feiyan just smiled slightly and said: "I really have no intention of killing you."
The seemingly humble attitude made the keen Tan Yuansi frown.
Don't you mean to kill him?
She said this as if if she had this intention, she could easily do it.
Tan Yuansi's face turned cold, "It's almost dawn, how long can you use this moonlight prison to trap me?"
Once he is out of trouble and can draw on the power of heaven and earth, he can be trusted to have all the magic of immortality at his fingertips.
At that time, he had no reason to let Ning Feiyan, who was Mo He, go.
Ning Feiyan seemed unable to hear the dangerous meaning hidden in Tan Yuansi's words.
She raised her chin and actually counted the time seriously.
Ning Feiyan raised a slender and long finger, smiled and said: "Moyo can still hold you for a stick of incense, that's enough."
"That's enough?" Tan Yuansi narrowed his eyes, wondering what the witch in front of him was planning.
Ning Feiyan nonchalantly licked the blood stain between her fingertips until it faded into cherry red. She let out a soft sigh, looked at Tan Yuansi with a half-smile, and said:
"You don't think that I invite you to come here just to enjoy the snow and flowers, do you?"
She smiled and said: "Although I am very elegant, I will not invite someone like you to disgrace the scenery."
"You..." Ning Feiyan sighed softly: "I can only play with my Bone Demon Butterfly."
Hearing the words "Guye Demon Butterfly", Tan Yuansi's pupils trembled and shrank. He seemed to have heard something extremely terrifying. His face was no longer calm and calm, and his eyes were cold as he said:
"Bone Demon Butterfly? Haha, what a big tone. I have indeed heard that Sihe in the Demon Realm is good at the art of Gu butterfly, but this Bone Demon Butterfly is a poison, not a poison. It is a derivative of the desolate land in the ancient Hell of the Demon Realm.
Demonic poison is incompatible with your poison."
Although the Bone Ye Demon Butterfly is deeply poisonous, it will not cause death instantly. However, this poison has a strong hallucinogenic and addictive ability.
Even if it is lightly contaminated with a little powder, it will become extremely dependent on the powder of the Bone Demon Butterfly.
Even an immortal who has survived the calamity of his heart will find it extremely difficult to get rid of the hallucinatory bliss of this butterfly powder as long as he is contaminated even a little bit.
If a large amount of butterfly powder is sucked into the body, the toxin will occupy the entire body and become a puppet controlled by the Bone Ye Demon Butterfly.
Until all the spiritual nutrients in the human body are absorbed and exhausted, the Bone Ye Demon Butterfly will eat the host's brain and lodge in it, inheriting all the memory and abilities of the host.
The Bone Demonic Butterfly is a nightmare in the hearts of countless people, even immortals. Although the demons can use this demonic butterfly to practice special spells, they have to use this demonic butterfly with caution.
The evil nature of the Bone Demonic Butterfly is extremely serious and its lodging ability is extremely strong. If you are slightly careless and your skills are not cultivated to the Mahayana, you will instead become a puppet controlled by the Bone Demonic Butterfly, which is extremely dangerous.
In recent years, the talent in the demon world has withered, and few demons dare to go to Yugu alone to experience. Over time, the nightmare of the Bone Demon Butterfly has become a legend.
In the demon world, few people can control this butterfly.
According to the knowledge of Immortal Tan Yuansi, those who can forcibly control the Bone Demon Butterfly without being affected by the ingestion of its magic powder are the only three high-ranking Demon Rivers in the demon world who have this ability.
Under the three rivers, they are all lower level demonic rivers.
Even if she could go to the ancient and desolate land of Hell and bring out the Bone Demon Butterfly, there was no way she could avoid being contaminated by its poison.
She had already paid a heavy price by opening the gate and forcing him to stay in this world.
Tan Yuansi believed that she and Sihe Ning Feiyan had no grudges on weekdays. If she simply wanted to protect Mohe Shuci, she would just trap him here as much as possible.
Why take such a risk and use the Bone Demon Butterfly to deal with him?!
Tan Yuansi had just convinced himself in his heart that it was reasonable and reasonable. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a slight tingling but bone-crushing feeling of ecstasy suddenly came from his heart.
His back suddenly straightened, and when he lowered his head, he saw that the delicate pink peach blossom he was holding on to in his fingers began to wither and turn black rapidly, his spiritual power was gone, and he was full of decadence.
And that extreme black... is the color of the wings of the Bone Demon Butterfly!
Thick fear hit my heart almost instantly.
It was the purple butterfly that just fell towards his fingertips...
Although it did not completely touch his body and the flower, when the purple butterfly was chopped into countless pieces, the butterfly powder of the Bone Demon Butterfly hidden deep in the butterfly wings spread silently.
It wrapped his breath intimately.
Tan Yuansi's face turned pale, and he suddenly pulled down his collar.
When the collar was parted, a black rose fluttering in the wind stretched and bloomed from his heart. The soft petals trembled, exuding a strange and sweet scent of blood-like spores.
Tan Yuansi was horrified when he saw this scene, and his face changed drastically: "No... this is impossible..."
How could just a trace amount of the Bone Demon Butterfly's scale powder pollute his immortal body to such an extent?
His expression was extremely horrified, and he felt that all this was an illusion that Ning Feiyan was trying to mess with his mind.
His expression suddenly turned ferocious, and his hands quickly crushed and tore the black rose that bloomed from his heart into pieces.
The soft and fluffy petals were ravaged between his palms, and the wisps of scale powder were released like flower mist even more fiercely.
Tan Yuansi accidentally ejaculated a little into his nose without paying attention. His face changed drastically and he was about to hold his breath and concentrate.
But the small amount he accidentally inhaled into his body was enough to drain his soul instantly.
A soft and crimson feeling spread along his breath and spread all over his body instantly, and the consciousness in his eyes became turbid.
The overwhelming orangutan fragrance seemed to have a soothing power. Slowly, the restless and manic mood in his heart gradually subsided, and his thoughts became gentle and soft.
This feeling was extremely comfortable, but the comfort of soaking in warm water did not last long. The light fragrance that was sucked into the body was quickly diluted by his breath and blood.
not enough!
Totally not enough!
Still want more!
A terrifying desire surged in Tan Yuansi's heart, and he felt that he was really going crazy.
The body that slowly bent down began to tremble, and the breath in the air made him feel extremely intimate.
But Tan Yuansi still retained a high degree of sobriety in his heart, knowing that this fishy smell was something terrible.
He must bite off his tongue to calm himself down before he gets confused.
The demons are indeed evil-minded, but they are naturally arrogant. They want this blind thing to gain a long experience. The noble and tenacious will of the immortal cannot be provoked.
But when Tan Yuansi opened his mouth and tried to use those two rows of teeth to find his tongue, he found that he couldn't feel where his tongue was.