Chapter 1145 People are in the depths
In the snow-capped mountain islands, rugged trees and ice branches are hung by the mist, and numerous silver flowers bloom 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 snowy 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, the vast white Milky Way, lies 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 was sitting cross-legged in the snow in the forest, his face covered with a layer of shallow frost cracks, and his whole body was 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 fluttering its wings in the snow, and...
Tan Yuansi held the peach blossom between her pale, frost-covered fingers. It was tender and tender, filled with vibrant colors.
A purple butterfly landed on the peach blossom between his fingers, and its soft petals trembled slightly.
The purple butterfly that had not yet settled seemed to be 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 has gradually become 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 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 stare at her uncontrollably when he opens his eyes.
Ning Feiyan’s slender and soft legs were folded lazily and comfortably, sitting high on a bent cold branch.
The long hair is like a black cloud, mysteriously and mysteriously wrapping her slender and graceful figure. Under the subtle fragrance, 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, slender 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 love flowers, the desire to reduce the coldness of Luo Yi has not gone away. No rolling beads Curtain, people are in the depths."
Her naturally affectionate lover's eyes were slightly raised, and she smiled and said: "It really suits the occasion."
Tan Yuansi snorted coldly, and the Hanzhi Butterfly held in Ning Feiyan's fingers The flower suddenly exploded into countless pieces.
The sharp fragments cut through her soft white fingers, leaving a striking blood mark between the fingertips.
"The witch overestimates her power and dares to seal this immortal with a realm gate. One day has passed and you can't kill me.
The power of this realm gate will soon reach its limit. By then, I will You will 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 stay in the world within the Gate without being excluded.
If a stranger enters the door, the space inside the door will inevitably be chaotic, causing great rejection.
Ning Feiyan can use the power of the gate to take people through space, but he 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 demon body.
The strong resistance of the deep sea water from 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.
A line of moist blood formed between the lips, as if tempting someone to kiss, or like a dangerous and cold-blooded killer leisurely licking the blade 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 body of a corpse demon. I... I also want to learn a lesson."
Ning Feiyan's skin is as white as snow, and her smile is as gentle and affectionate as a spring flower 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 holding on to the peach blossoms tightened. 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?"
Not waiting for Ning Feiyan to reply, the ice and snow covering Tan Yuansi's body was suddenly covered by a wave of The invisible force spread out.
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-knot the spiritual clothes and repair the wounds in his body.
Tan Yuansi patted the remaining snow dust between the clothes with an indifferent expression, raised his cold eyes to the woman sitting on the cold branch, and said disdainfully: "Can you kill me?"
The hidden meaning of the first sentence is that the battle between immortals and demons has never stopped since ancient times.
But in today's world, the immortals are prosperous and the demons are declining.
Xian Zun Zhu Zhan is recognized as the master of the Six Paths, the eldest son of the 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 a little carelessness 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 of the Demon Realm 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.
Everything below the highest level is inferior.
Mo He, who is only worthy of playing with the power of the immortal sect in the world, is 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 people The keen Tan Yuansi frowned.
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 escapes, he can absorb the power of heaven and earth. If you have strength, you can trust all the magic of immortality at your fingertips.
At that time, he has no reason to let Ning Feiyan, who is Mohe, 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 elegant, But I won’t invite someone like you who is a nuisance to the scenery.”
“You...” Ning Feiyan sighed softly: “I can only play with my concubine, Guye Modie. "
Hear the words "Guye Modie" , Tan Yuansi's pupils trembled and shrank, as if he had heard something extremely terrifying, his face was no longer calm and calm, and his eyes were cold and he said:
"Bone Demon Butterfly? Ha, what a loud tone, Benxian It is true that Sihe in the Demon Realm is good at the art of Gu Butterfly, but this Bone Demon Butterfly is a poison, not a Gu. It is a derivative of the demon poison in the ancient desolate land of the Demon Realm, and it is incompatible with your Gu. "
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 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 host's memories and abilities.
The Bone Ye 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 Guye Demonic Butterfly is extremely serious and its lodging ability is extremely strong. If you are not careful and your skills have not reached the Mahayana level, you will instead become a puppet controlled by the Guye 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 Ye Demon Butterfly has become a legend.
In the demon world, few people can control this butterfly.
According to Immortal Tan Yuansi’s knowledge, those who can forcibly control the Bone Demon Butterfly and whose ability is not affected by the ingestion of its magic powder are the only ones 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 thinks that she has no grudge against Sihe Ning Feiyan on weekdays. If she simply wants to protect Mohe Shuci, she can 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 relax, a slight tingling but bone-gnawing 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 quickly, his spiritual power was gone, and he was full of decadence.
And that extreme black... is the color of the Guye Demon Butterfly's wings!
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.
As the collar parted, a black rose fluttering in the wind stretched and bloomed from his heart. The soft petals trembled, exuding a strange and sweet blood-like spore fragrance.
Tan Yuansi's hair stood on end when he saw this scene, and his face changed drastically: "No... this is impossible..."
How could just a trace amount of the scale powder of the Bone Demon Butterfly turn the Is his immortal body polluted to this 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 became 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 even more fiercely like flower mist.
Tan Yuansi accidentally ejaculated a little into his nasal cavity 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 make his soul empty in an instant.
A soft and crimson feeling spread along his breath and spread all over his body instantly, and the consciousness in his eyes became cloudy.
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!
Tan Yuansi felt a terrible desire in his 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 Demon Clan is indeed evil-minded, but he is naturally arrogant. He wants 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 the two rows of teeth to find his tongue, he found that he could not feel where his tongue was.
(End of this chapter)