Three Realms, Two Lives, One Separation

Looking at Penglai in front of him, he never thought that one day Penglai's flowers would wither, the vegetation would dry up, and even the cliff where he was born would disappear.

People go to the empty building, and the song ends and people leave, it's just such a scene.

Shanmao sat on the edge of the deep pool, as if he was knitting something in his hands, and he didn't even see his soul.

Taking advantage of the darkness at the bottom of the pool, the soul is still holding back the tears in his eyes.

He told himself, no, it won't be too late.

Hun Bu Li asked: "Shanmao, why am I so familiar with the osmanthus branches you wove?"

The claws weaved by the bobcat paused for a moment, and he looked back at the inseparable, numb eyes, as if looking at a wandering soul. After a while, he came back to his senses and continued to weave the branches in his hand.

"This is made of osmanthus branches from the body of the mountain god, so you will be familiar with it"

Hunbuli looked at the still bright osmanthus branches, he is also a grass tree spirit, he naturally knows what it means to be dismembered and separated like this.

"why?"

Hunbuli was trembling all over, why did the mountain god grandfather destroy himself first before Penglai was destroyed?

"Ahun, it's a coincidence that you came back. After a while, you will see the most beautiful scene in Penglai."

Shan Maotou didn't know how to say that he had been weaving for a long time, and he didn't dare to forget for a moment, the deathbed left by the mountain god.

He will patrol Penglai for the last time for the mountain god.

Looking at Penglai from a distance now, there are seas of red lanterns hanging everywhere, dotted with stars, which is truly frightening. Each lamp inside is made of osmanthus branches of the mountain god itself, and the splendor reveals a strangeness.

Following Hunbuli was a huge lynx, and the bobcat handed Hunbuli a lantern made of laurel bark with a tree core.

Hunbuli took this lantern and climbed up the highest mountain in Penglai step by step.

This lantern is in the hands of the soul, it looks a little white, yellow, old, and the lantern is hung at the highest place in Penglai.

Kneeling on the ground with soul inseparable, Shanmao looked at the lantern obsessively.

It's nothing more than a thousand pieces of corpse.

"The mountain god said that he betrayed the monster clan thousands of years ago, and he didn't regret it or not. He just hoped that his death could light up the way for all the monsters in Penglai to return to the monster clan."

Hunbuli looked up at the lantern, it was dazzling red.

The soul is so sad that it is difficult to breathe and said: "When the grandpa of the mountain god was here, no one in Penglai would not listen to him. Grandpa was so kind to me. I felt sorry for him and couldn't think of a way to save him."

Shanmao shook his head wearily, and he said to Hunbuli: "Ah Hun, these tens of thousands of lanterns are not enough to make the Yaozu forgive Penglai, but unfortunately the mountain god can't do more, I beg you one thing, open Penglai to a new level. Take away all the clever little monsters. Many big monsters who followed the mountain gods and betrayed the monster clan all want to live forever with the monster clan. The new monsters are innocent. They have just seen this world and should not be in this catastrophe and wither"

Looking at the little demons who were unusually quiet in their sleeves, Hun Bu Li sighed, they were obviously at the most lively age, but they encountered such an accident, Penglai was about to disappear, and the little demons had to flee for their lives helplessly. .

Hunbuli looked into the distance, the monster he was waiting for came.

The young man in front of him was dressed in red clothes, and the strange red eyes in his rebellious appearance were very eye-catching.

The young man looked Hunbuli up and down, and Hunbuli let him see enough.

A dark green leaf suddenly appeared on the boy's left eye.

Hunbuli looked at the scene in front of him and sighed, the concealment in this young man's natural talent of Firefox is getting better and better.

Only in this way can Hunbuli dare to entrust these little monsters to him.

"I didn't expect that when I gave you this leaf back then, I wanted you to return my favor."

Hunbuli didn't know how happy he was when the blade covering the boy's eyes fluctuated. Even though the distress message conveyed by the blade was very vague, he still rushed over without sleep.

Sure enough, I was able to see him again. Compared with the last time I saw him in my memory, the inseparable soul in front of me became more silent and silent, not as energetic as when I boarded the fairy boat that day.

Who bullied him? The boy's short white hair was flying in the wind, and he raised his hand involuntarily, and handed over the little demon in his sleeve to the boy.

"I am very grateful for your coming today. As a thank you, I have a leaf that I just took off and give it to you."

Hunbuli handed the leaf to the opponent's hand, the boy played with the leaf in his hand, and put the leaf between the white hair, the hair seemed to consciously curl the leaf away, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The young man approached Hunbuli, his ruthlessness was in his bones, he said softly to Hunbuli: "I want you to remember me in the future, my name is Mo Xuan, you can call me Xuan, I also like you to call me Xuan"

As soon as Mo Xuan turned around and disappeared, he heard a gust of wind in the air, mixed with a sentence: "We will see each other again."

Hunbuli quietly walked in the direction of leaving Penglai, walking, he stopped at a place far away from Penglai, Hunbuli sat on the ground, looked up in the direction of Penglai, he counted the number of waves sent from Penglai in the sky The stars were dotted with red light, and he counted them one by one. After counting for a while, he saw Mu Zu coming.

Mu Zu looked at Hunbuli with distressed eyes, he sat down and hugged Hunbuli, whose clothes had already been soaked in tears but could not make a sound.

"Mu Zu, it's all over, let's go back"

After Hun Buli finished speaking, he stood up and found that Mu Zu was still sitting on the ground.

Muzu looked at him with cruel and broken eyes, "Buli, did you quietly take away a batch of little demons from Penglai?"

Hun Buli didn't deny it, but admitted it directly: "It's not that I don't believe you, Mu Zu, but your demon and demon clan are unbreakable allies. If you take the Penglai little demon in my hand, you will be cleared." Stab a knife in the face of an ally"

Mu Zu closed his eyes and sensed that these little demons were really not on the body of Hun Buli. He couldn't help the anger in his heart. Your explanation, your explanation to me?"

Before going to Penglai, Hunbuli had already made the best preparations. He originally planned to die instead of Grandpa Mountain God. He had made all the preparations, including what Grandpa Mountain God did, which he also wanted to do.

One of Penglai must stand up and use the most uneasy death method to appease the anger of the Yaozu. If Grandpa Mountain God is willing to give him the mark of Mountain God, he can die instead of Grandpa Mountain God.

Kneeling on the ground, looking at Mu Zu, he said leisurely: "I know that you have decided to slaughter Penglai, Grandpa Mountain God and I are powerless, this is all we can do, no matter how much you like me, you will This is your position, and I have no objection, but I know it well, and I am stupid to send them to you."

Mu Zu raised his hand and pinched the mandible's jaw, he couldn't control himself now, he could crush the other's bones if he was not careful.

There was a strong hatred in Mu Zu's voice, he said: "Buli, you never believed me"

Hunbuli didn't retreat in the slightest, facing Muzu's murderous eyes, he said calmly: "Muzu, you will not give up anything for love, you will only plunder something through love"

Mu Zu let go of Hun Buli's hand, and he questioned: "Buli, have you ever loved me?"

Hunbuli replied very positively: "I have loved, but I have never loved anyone. I loved so much that I was heartbroken. Naturally, I will never hate someone in the future. I hate so much that I have a short relationship and a long-term sorrow."