Colorful butterflies flying around the sky.

Seeing Chu Liuxian, who called himself a dreamer and a Taoist, smiled among countless colorful butterflies and waved his hands, all the colorful butterflies dancing for it. Mengwu and the villagers present were stunned.

"What is he trying to do?"

Above the sky, the Nine Star Ancient Ship, Chu Liren and Huang Wushuang blurted out, and Shuang'er and Qin Bo clenched their fists nervously behind them.

Since Chu Liuxian started trying, it means that the first level of the Seven Sins Art has begun. Chu Liren and the others will inevitably be unable to participate and can only watch from a distance.

The same words, spoken from the two of them, have completely different meanings.

Chu Liren is confused and worried; Huang Wushuang is sneering and gloating.

The only similar thing is that neither of them knows what the abacus Chu Liuxian is in his stomach and what the hell is selling?

"He won't want to take the opportunity to kill Mengdie in full view of everyone, right?"

Huang Wushuang looked at the show and sneered: "A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. She has never seen the might of Brother Fengjiu back then. I want to see how he left here."

Chu Liren frowned, but did not answer.

According to the rules, if Fengjiu is really angered, unless Chu Liuxian kills out of Hanjiang Town and flies back to the Jiuyao Ancient Ship, he will definitely not be able to help with the Jiuyao Ancient Ship, the peak pure yang magic weapon. How can he stop Phoenix Yufei?

"Liuxian shouldn't be so unwise, right?"

Chu Liren thought this secretly, and then he looked at Huang Wushuang and suddenly asked, "Huang Wushuang, is Mr. Fengjiu really here?"

He was very suspicious.

After confirming that Huang Wushuang's target was Mengdie, which was here, he naturally immediately thought of the striking figure of his era, Fenghuang Yu Feifengjiu.

Therefore, using various means and investigations from multiple sources, Chu Liren wanted to determine Feng Jiu's existence and his current identity in advance, but he found nothing.

If you can confirm that point, Chu Liuxian may not have no chance to kill Mengdie and complete the test. With Chu Liuxian's many methods, he may not be able to defeat Feng Jiu's heart by using Feng Jiu's anger, and he may not be able to win him. He can escape safely even if he is not good.

However, Chu Liren could not do this initial step.

He was completely unable to lock Fengjiu's position.

He investigated the entire Mengdie Villa and even the entire Hanjiang Town. Although he did not investigate carefully in order not to attract Fengjiu's attention, he still asked himself as if he had sieved it, but he never found any existence that matched the image in his memory.

In the end, Chu Liren had to wonder if Mr. Fengjiu was really here?

Is Huang Wushuang's double-player match like the judgment of him and Chu Liuxian, or is he simply trying to trick Chu Liuxian into a fairy fate?

Now that it has reached this point, Chu Liuxian has entered the game, and Huang Wushuang should not have too much taboo, so Chu Liren simply asked.

"He must be there!"

Huang Wushuang had no intention of hiding it at all and said firmly: "Every day and night in the past, Brother Fengjiu never left the woman named Mengdie."

Her voice was full of hatred, but she was not for Chu Liuxian, Chu Liren, or even Feng Jiu, but the gentle and kind dream butterfly.

Fortunately, there was no man from the Fenghuang clan in Qiwu. Otherwise, when he heard that Huang Wushuang, who had always regarded the men in the clan, would have been like nothing, he would naturally be completely forced. He didn't know how to cry out for the injustice of heaven and earth.

"How is that possible?"

Chu Liren shook his head, and had to say that Huang Wushuang's words made sense.

If Young Master Fengjiu had not been like this, he would not have broken out and broke with the Fenghuang clan of Qiwu.

"Look!"

Huang Wushuang smiled coldly, stopped talking, and stared at the scenes that happened outside Mengdie Villa below.

Next to her, Chu Liren found her hands tightly on the railing, and her bright red nails were almost trapped in it without knowing it.

"She is nervous, she is looking forward to it."

"I see!"

Chu Liren suddenly realized.

It turned out that even the people in the Fenghuang clan of Qiwu only believed that Fengjiu must exist, but they didn't know how he was with Mengdie.

Beside Mengdie, there are only colorful butterflies flying all over the sky, with panic-looking old family members and several servants in blue.

Most of the servants were young, and their beautiful faces were full of panic.

No one, even if he suddenly saw this scene, his almost immortal method would not be much better than their performance.

Perhaps because of his nature being close to butterflies, Mengdie did not have much panic or resistance, and even extended his hand happily to let a light butterfly land on her delicate palm.

But she still doesn't understand what does these colorful butterflies dancing in the sky have to do with the Taoist name of the dreamer?

Chu Liuxian smiled slightly, blew a breath in front of him, and scolded: "Go!"

A little bit of inspiration appeared, and accompanied by the breath blowing towards the colorful butterflies in the sky. Then when each colorful butterfly flapped its wings, it would scatter countless spots of light, and its beautiful figures became hazy and scattered in all directions.

Colorful butterflies fell on the dumb chicken villagers and servants.

The next moment, they either slowly fell down, leaned against the table and chair, or they fell together and couldn't tell each other's hands and feet; some shouted loudly, some grinded their teeth, some were shocked, and some were sleeping soundly as if they were dead...

In a moment, more than a hundred people present were all brought into a deep dream at the moment when the colorful butterflies fell.

"Huh~~"

Chu Liuxian let out a sigh of relief. This was the first time he had added the "Dream Induction" spell to so many colorful butterflies and brought so many people to dream at once. He was not sure about the difficulty of Dalian, so he could only say that he tried it hard.

"If it weren't for practicing Buddhism and pursuing enlightenment this time, the possibility of success in using the dream is less than 30%.

Chu Liuxian had an idea in his mind, but it did not affect his actions. He smiled slightly and said to a few people who were not within the scope of the magic, including Mengdie and the people behind her: "Please see."

He reached out and pointed to a sleeper who hugged the tree and said, "In his dream, he longed to be favored by Lao Chen, a bun shop in the next town. In his opinion, it was a thick tree, a big tree that could make fragrant buns."

A halo bubble appeared on the head of the person who was sleeping in a tree, which was the scene in his dream...

A big tree was full of buns, and this person rubbed against the tree with great happiness. Every time he rubbed, a fragrant bun fell down for him to feast on...

...

"This child was locked up at home by his busy parents outside. Every day, he could only hear the sound of the surging Han River. His biggest wish was to become a fish and be able to swim freely in the Han River."

In the bubble scene, a pretty boy with seven or eight years old is a human on his upper body and a fish tail on his lower body. He is shaking his tail and swimming freely in the boundless and wide Han River, with a laughing sound that cannot be concealed by the waves...

...

"These two men and women have the same dream. Their parents have been dirty for many years and are unwilling to become relatives and break up their families. They will have to engage them with others separately in a few days. Their thought is that when things are irreversible, they will go to the old tree outside the town together and hang themselves to the underworld together. No one can separate them anymore."

In the dream, a man and a woman were covered in white all over, and a white silk tied them tightly together. The two looked up at the sky together, and the sky above their heads was covered tightly by two junction trees entangled with branches and leaves...

...

Listening to Chu Liuxian's story one by one, seeing the dreams of sadness or joy, Mengdie's expression changed continuously, either pity, joy, loss, or longing..., which cannot be described in simple words.

"And you?!"

Suddenly, Chu Liuxian's voice was full of magnetic properties, as if it was like a colorful butterfly that had been hovering in the sky, and was about to bring her into a dream.

"I?"

Mengdie showed a blank look on her face, and she said with a lingering loss: "I don't know, I forgot."

"One day, when I woke up, I found that I forgot so much, I forgot what I called, where I came from, and where I wanted to go?

Forgot what I want to think?

Forgot something very important, something very important…”

When he said this, Meng Die looked confused and longing!

Chu Liuxian smiled slightly and said with a deep look: "Then let me tell you."

As soon as the words came, the colorful butterflies hovering in the air suddenly turned downwards and swooped towards Mengdie and the family members behind her.

Meng Die looked at this scene at a loss, not knowing whether she should refuse or accept it, so how could she refuse and how could she accept it?

As we watched, the colorful butterflies in the sky were about to fall on her...

Chu Liuxian's pupils suddenly shrank!

Chu Liren breathed!

Huang Wushuang almost crushed the railing.

Everyone knows that the most critical moment has come.

Sudden--

The colorful butterflies in the sky solidified the moment they fell.

They kept their wings, shaking their bodies, or dancing one by one, and then solidified in the air strangely.

The next moment, a sword light containing the blazing flame flashed across the world, shining all eyes, as if a phoenix was flying by, and the phoenix wings swept across the sky.

In an instant, the fallen flowers were as colorful as the colorful butterflies fell down like drunkenness, and the spiritual light attached to them was wiped out.

The colorful butterflies on the shoulders, heads, and clothes of hundreds of sleepy people fell without exception, and were as bright as autumn leaves.

"It appears!"

The same three words appeared in three different people at the same time.

Chu Liuxian, Chu Liren, and Huang Wushuang.

Chu Liuxian is "resolutely", Chu Liren is "lost", and Huang Wushuang is "ecstasy"!

"Phoenix Yufei, Young Master Fengjiu!"

"I didn't expect it was you!"｜

Chu Liuxian's eyes crossed Mengdie's shoulders and landed on the person behind her.

No one expected that even those who were interested in Chu Liren and Huang Wushuang would ignore it.

“Bold!”

The person Chu Liuxian looked at instantly straightened his body and shouted loudly.

The hunched body can be straightened, but the wrinkled face cannot be stretched. The world's number one beauty in the past, the dreamer of countless female cultivators, turned out to be the old family who had been standing behind Mengdie's honesty...

PS: Today, Lao Hei (Ghost Emperor Seven) was in funeral. Dongliu went to Xiamen to see him off for the last journey, which was delayed for the whole time.
Chapter completed!