sheep hunt

"Ugh..."

Unbearable moans and groans suddenly sounded, Huaxinmeng looked anxiously at Han Ziling surrounded by black butterflies, and looked back at Hua Feixue beside him: "Feixue, we...uh..."

She was full of astonishment, because it seemed that the person with distorted and painful face was not Han Ziling who was surrounded by butterflies, but Hua Feixue himself.

Strange red spots appeared all over his body, itching unbearably.

"Flying snow, flying snow. Are you okay? You?"

Huaxinmeng was shocked and exclaimed in worry.

Hua Feixue's sanity was almost distracted by the discomfort in his body. He pursed his thin lips and frowned, and it took a lot of perseverance to stabilize his mind and call those long-winged black swallowtails back.

After the long-winged black swallowtail butterfly scattered from Han Ziling, Han Ziling stood there blankly, but his body was intact, and no part was attacked by the butterfly.

On the contrary, Hua Feixue seemed to be the one being attacked...

"how so!"

Hua Feixue's body was still in unbearable pain, his eyes shone with a cold light, and he jumped up, intending to deal with Han Ziling himself.

But at this moment, the spar that Hua Feixue used to arrange the Qimen Dunjia had no power, and the entire formation collapsed, and everything about them was exposed to the eyes of the world.

In an instant, Hua Feixue and Hua Xinmeng put away the long-winged black swallowtail and mountain girl resentment.

"Damn."

Hua Feixue was supported by Hua Xinmeng. He had calculated thousands of times, but he never thought that the long-winged black swallowtail would not attack Han Ziling at all.

Han Ziling saw the people around pointing at the three of them, and knew that Hua Feixue's formation had failed for unknown reasons.

A smile slowly overflowed his delicate face, with the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and with peace and tranquility: "Messenger Feixue, the seventh princess, Ziling is going back to the palace, may I ask if you have anything to say to me?" Is it the emperor's?"

Hua Feixue was so anxious that he almost gritted his steel teeth. He glanced at Han Ziling with a gloomy expression: "Tell Huang Yifan, I will not give up. Even if I give him the Xianglong Sword, I can still win the world. As for You... I won't give up either."

After finishing speaking, he turned sideways and said to Huaxinmeng:

"Meng'er, let's go."

Han Ziling stood where he was, seeing the two figures leaving with brilliant lightness kung fu, his heart that had been cold began to warm up slowly.

That moment just now was really dangerous. Fortunately, those butterflies didn't attack him, otherwise he would have turned into a pool of rancid black-green liquid long ago.

But... why didn't Hua Feixue's butterfly attack him?

Could it be because of his... blood? ? ?

Han Ziling frowned, sighed softly, and walked back to the palace.

It's better not to tell Huang Yifan about this matter, Hua Feixue is obviously targeting him, not the Celestial Dynasty... After this failure, I believe they will not dare to act rashly again, at least, before they have a perfect plan, they will not take it lightly It's done... So, he's safe for the time being.

As long as this time, the people of Hundred Flowers Dynasty leave honestly.

As for what Hua Feixue said, there is no need for him to convey it to Huang Yifan. Huang Yifan will also regard Hua Feixue as a strong opponent. Yifan knew that his ambition was not small.

If he had no ambition, why would he collect Xianglong Sword?The reason why he generously gave the Xianglong Sword to Huang Yifan this time is probably because he found something more valuable than the Xianglong Sword.

It's just that they still don't know what that valuable thing is...

On the second day, Hundred Flowers Dynasty and its party really left.

On the way, Huaxinmeng was sitting on the carriage, holding Hua Feixue who was wearing white gauze: "Feixue, why don't you let me kill him, he made you look like this! Why is it like this? Those long-winged black phoenixes Didn't Die attack Han Ziling under Feixue's control, why did wound poison appear on Feixue's body???"

Hua Feixue coughed lightly, closed his eyes slightly, and hid the coldness in his eyes: "It's okay... This also shows that the blood is not easy... The grievances with Han Ziling, the future will last forever, the most urgent thing is not him, but my poisonous body. ..."

"Feixue, you are poisonous, what should you do?"

Huaxinmeng said, her eyes filled with tears.

Hua Feixue gently reached out and stroked her long hair:

"Silly girl, it's okay. Now I'm with you. After leaving the heaven and earth, I will immediately set off back to the Shuiyun Valley. The second master there, Shen Sanbo, and Zhu Qibo are the best in the world in medicine and poison. Poison, presumably they don't take it seriously. And... I still need to learn more about blood essence from them..."

"Ah. Is Feixue leaving?"

Hua Feixue nodded:

"Yes, after I leave, the most honorable person in the Hundred Flowers Dynasty will be you who has the grievances of the mountain girl, Meng'er, remember, guard the Hundred Flowers Dynasty for your second brother."

Huaxinmeng's expression slowly became firmer, she nodded vigorously:

"Well, Meng'er will definitely protect the Hundred Flowers Dynasty and wait for the second brother to come back."

Hua Feixue embraced her in his arms:

"What a good sister of the second brother, what a good girl..."

...

"People from Hundred Flowers Dynasty finally left..."

Standing on the highest attic platform in the palace, Han Ziling sighed softly.

Huang Yifan at the side reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders:

"Teacher Ziling has something on his mind???"

What he likes most is standing on the highest place with his beloved teacher Ziling, standing side by side, overlooking all living beings together, and sitting on the world.

"No... It's just that this marriage has completely failed. I'm worried that something will happen between the Celestial Dynasty and the Hundred Flowers Dynasty..."

Huang Yifan sneered:

"So what? I don't pay much attention to the Qi Dynasty on the other side of the Sunset Mountain, let alone the Hundred Flowers Dynasty."

"Yifan, although the supremacy of the Celestial Dynasty and the Qi Dynasty is unshakable, both the Hundred Flowers Dynasty and the Ximan Dynasty have unique secret magic and witchcraft, which are hard to defend against, and should not be underestimated. If they can become allies, they should try their best to become allies."

Huang Yifan nodded:

"Of course I know this, but I've already done what I have to do, and everything depends on them---Hundred Flower Dynasty is full of flowers, but they can't grow food well. This is the most important reason why they are willing to form an alliance with us .This time, when the princesses and envoys of the Hundred Flowers Dynasty leave the heaven and earth, there will be a convoy of grains departing from the capital of the Heavenly Dynasty and transported to the Hundred Flowers Dynasty. I hope they can calm down their resentment."

Han Ziling nodded:

"I hope they don't repay kindness with grievances."

Huang Yifan withdrew his gaze and stared at Han Ziling, with a bit of teasing in his gaze: "Mr. Ziling, it's fine to leave important national affairs to the civil and military officials. What you should worry about is that the voice of the court asking me to accept the concubine once again When it gets high, what should we do?"

Han Ziling was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red:

"What does this have to do with me? You are not young, you should indeed accept a concubine... The most important thing is that there are three ways to be unfilial, and the greatest thing is to have no descendants, you..."

As he spoke, Han Ziling's tone became lonely.

Huang Yifan leaned forward, stretched out his arms to hug Han Ziling, and buried his head in his ear: "Does Teacher Ziling want to see me marry another woman?"

"... "

Han Ziling was silent, he... was very contradictory, and he couldn't answer firmly, hope, or not.

"Ha ha…"

Huang Yifan opened his mouth to hold that thin and seductive red earlobe:

"Teacher Ziling...I want you."

Han Ziling's body froze suddenly, and his blushing cheeks felt as hot as if they had been set on fire.

He stretched out his hand and pushed Huang Yifan:

"No way...the sky is bright and the sun is bright, how can it be..."

Huang Yifan chuckled again:

"Teacher Ziling means that the blue sky and white sun are not acceptable, so the night with the clear wind and moon and white moon is all right? Eh?"

"Uh…"

Han Ziling not only froze, but also stopped thinking.

"Okay, then I'll wait until tonight."

Huang Yifan let go of Han Ziling regrettably, seeing his blushing blankly, he was very happy, and after kissing his slightly parted lips, he raised his voice: "Teacher Ziling, you Let’s stay for a while, the students still have a lot of memorials that have not been approved, so I won’t accompany you... Hahaha..."

Han Ziling blinked, and slowly came back to his senses, reaching out to caress his lips: "It's really getting bolder..."