0210 Butterfly Love Flower

The three gods are so busy. Fortunately, they all have supreme tricks. After more than half an hour, they have almost prepared the cuisine mentioned by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng chewed slowly, tasted it carefully, and picked out some problems from time to time. The three gods were silent, but the eyes looking at Ye Feng were quite vicious.

For this meal, Ye Feng ate for two hours, touched his round belly, and lay down lazily.

"Is it time for us to go on the road?" Half a minute later, Augustus asked in anger.

"Okay, let's go." Ye Feng said that he would like to accept it when he saw it.

He would get up and suddenly felt a breeze blowing strangely in his ear. Ye Feng felt something flying in his ear, and something seemed to ring in his ear. He immediately looked in the direction of the wind and saw a white cloth silk painting drifting away in mid-air, and the painting was painted with a woman.

It turned out that a painting flew over his ear. Ye Feng Daqi just felt like a woman calling softly in his ear.

"Well," Ye Feng asked, "What is that?"

"What?" Wu Xiaoqian said strangely and followed Ye Feng's eyes.

Ye Feng pointed to the direction of the painting and said, "It's the paper-thin silk."

Long Xuanyu frowned and said, "Enough. You haven't tossed enough. If you continue to make trouble, you don't care as a teacher.

Ye Feng looked at Long Xuanyu in surprise and said, "Master, didn't you see it?"

Wu Xiaoqian craned her neck and followed Ye Feng's eyes for a long time and said strangely, "What on earth did you see? What kind of paper-thin silk?

Ye Feng was shocked and said, "What's wrong? Haven't you seen it?"

Augustus held his shoulder and said, "Kid, don't take an inch. If it goes on like this, I won't worry about your master's face.

Long Xuanyu said, "Let's go. I will take you to drive the clouds and quickly to Mount Xuelan. It can't be delayed any longer." Saying that, he pulled up Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng..." A woman's voice came from afar, which shocked Ye Feng all over. She immediately shook off Long Xuanyu's hand and said, "Someone is calling me." With that, Ye Feng flew away in the direction of the painting just now.

"Come back!" Long Xuanyu said angrily and grabbed Ye Feng.

Chiba looked at Ye Feng's strangeness and guessed. Is someone casting a spell?

Everyone was shocked.

Ye Feng said, "Yes, why can only I see the white silk? Why am I the only one who hears that sound? Someone must be casting a spell.

Chiba Xun said urgently, "Let's go back quickly. Maybe they have already begun to act."

Augustus said, "Elan Dimark is really bold. With our three gods present, he dares to act."

Ye Feng sighed, "Well, it seems that after he is done, I must be alone."

Augustus hummed, "What are you in a hurry? Your master has already thought of this and prepared for you."

Ye Feng looked at Long Xuanyu and said strangely, "What's the preparation?"

Long Xuanyu said, "Don't talk about this. It's important to go to Xuelan Mountain quickly." After saying that, he pulled up Ye Feng and flew up to the clouds.

The other three did not dare to delay, but also drove quickly. Several people left quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There are three gods, and demons feel the pressure released on them. Who dares to approach? The road was quite smooth without any obstruction. Two hours later, everyone arrived safely at the foot of Xuelan Mountain.

Long Xuanyu felt that Ye Feng was leaning against him. He couldn't help pushing him and said helplessly, "Ye Feng, good apprentice, don't play tricks. We have arrived at Mount Xuelan..." When he looked carefully, he suddenly found that Ye Feng was already asleep, which made Long Xuanyu really not know whether he was helpless or angry.

It turned out that Ye Feng had enough to eat and drink, and Long Xuanyu pulled him to drive the clouds. He didn't need to work hard at all. For a moment, he was tired and actually lay on Long Xuanyu and fell asleep.

Wo!

In a daze, I suddenly heard a beast roar. Ye Feng was shocked and woke up, but her head was still dizzy. He planned to carry out Jiuyou's magic skills to quickly clear his mind. Unexpectedly, he was shocked by this luck, and Dantian had no magic power.

"How could this happen?" Ye Feng was horrified. Looking at the place in front of him, he only felt that the fog around him was surrounded by layers, and his sight could not penetrate more than one meter. Ye Feng wanted to find out the spiritual consciousness and found that the spiritual consciousness seemed to be wrapped in something at the far other end, and he could not control it.

"Master Ming drove me to Xuelan Mountain. How could I get to this strange place?" Ye Feng said in her heart, and suddenly remembered what Chiba Xun had just said that someone was casting spells, and a heart suddenly missed a beat.

"Master...Master..." Ye Feng shouted twice, but never saw Long Xuanyu answer.

He didn't know well, but there were only clouds around him, and his magic and spiritual knowledge could not be used, and he could only watch the change.

"The threshold chrysanthemum sobbed, the curtain was light and cold, and the swallows flew away. The bright moon does not understand the bitterness of separation. The oblique light goes to Xiao to wear Zhuhu.

Suddenly, a woman was reading words in the clouds, and her voice gradually faded away.

Huh? "Butterfly Love Flower" by Yan Shu in the Northern Song Dynasty. This is the world of flood and famine, and it is not the same time and space as Yan Shu. How can anyone pronounce this word? Think about it, the person who pronounces this word is a shuttle. They must have detained me here for the purpose of creating artifacts. Ye Feng said in his heart.

When things came to an end, it was useless to shrink. Thinking of this, Ye Feng read out the next part of this word: "Last night, the west wind withered the green tree. Go up to the high-rise building alone and look at the end of the world. If you want to send colored plains and rulers, you will know where the mountains and rivers are wide. As he walked along the woman's fading voice.

"Ah..." A woman chanted in pain in the fog, and for a moment repeated the next film of this word: "Last night, the west wind withered the green tree. Go up to the high-rise building alone and look at the end of the world. If you want to send colored pen and ruler, you know where the mountains and rivers are wide... If you want to send colored pen and ruler, you know where the mountains and rivers are..."

Ye Fengxin said, "When this woman read out the next film, her voice seemed very sad. With the artistic conception of this word... Is the person who recites words a person trapped in this time and space and can't return to his own time and space?"

Ye Feng followed the sound in layers of clouds and walked without distinguishing the distance. After walking like this for about a moment, he suddenly found that his eyes were suddenly enlightened.

Only then did he find that he was standing on the edge of a big river that could not be seen at a glance.

On top of the river, a long bridge seems to go straight to the other side of the river. The bridge body is black, and there is a green light on the bridge railing. It was this green light that peeled off layers of fog and crossed the bridge to a layer of green, so that Ye Feng could see the scenery in front of him.

Ye Feng stepped on the bridge and was about to continue to track the sound when suddenly a voice sounded in his heart: "Don't come up."

The sound that sounded in his heart shocked Ye Feng. It feels like Phoenix talking to him, like heart-to-heart communication.

Is it Phoenix?

It feels like yes, but it doesn't feel like it.

"You can't come above."

This sound sounded in Ye Feng's heart again. Suddenly, he felt that several pairs of eyes were staring at him. Ye Feng looked up, but saw seven people standing in the middle of the bridge, faintly three women and four men, but their faces were covered by fog and could not be seen clearly.

"Fuzzing." Ye Feng said in his heart that this is a technique to hide his face.

"I don't know how many people are attracted here. What did they do?" Ye Feng hugged his fist and said, and decided to salute first and then the soldiers.

A woman said lightly, "Obviously, it was your own soul that captured his breath and followed him."

Ye Fengqi said, "He? Who?"

Seven people did not answer, and one of the men asked, "Sir, do you know where this is?"