"What don't I dare?!"

Chu Liuxian's heart and heart-to-heart, calm and righteous words made Chu Liren and others cheer, forcing Huang Wushuang to breathe, and his face turned red with a suffocation.

"good!"

"very good!"

Huang Wushuang spoke out resentment and said sternly: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Since you don't need to get over the fate of immortality, you can't get the test if you use it. Chu Liuxian, you can wait for the seven families to share the secrets!"

Her voice was full of hatred, and she wished that the seven major families would immediately rule that Chu Liuxian's seven crimes failed and knocked him down directly.

After the previous scene, Huang Wushuang's shock and anger were ten times more than before and a hundred times more.

In his opinion, what Chu Liuxian did was to help lovers get married, but in her opinion, it was like a knife, inserted hard into their Fenghuang family's heart.

A dream of enlightenment, a golden Buddha, and a dream of flying phoenixes, directly like brute force, breaking their wishful thinking.

Originally, whether it was Chu Liuxian who consumed the immortal relationship or killed Mengdie, it was a good thing for them, Qiwu Fenghuang clan.

The former is to protect the face of the Qiwu Phoenix clan and to kill those who dare to offend;

The latter, the Qiwu Fenghuang clan can welcome back their pride, their Fengjiu Prince!

Now, Chu Liuxian's subordinates did not kill Mengdie, but instead awakened Mengdie and regained her lost memory.

In this way, it is very difficult for them to kill Fengjiu Prince or want him to return to the family.

Even after Young Master Fengjiu learned that the Fenghuang clan of Qiwu had done such a thing, he would probably have a deeper separation from the family.

If they follow their plan, what if Young Master Fengjiu knows the truth in the future? How could he cut off his arms and lose hope for revenge if he kills Mengdie?

Now, everything is different.

Huang Wushuang was so angry that she was about to go crazy. Thinking of Young Master Fengjiu, this idol she had admired in her life, the only man she liked and family, was getting farther away from her, and she had the urge to tear the man she was still smiling in front of her into pieces.

What made her even more angry was that in this situation, Chu Liuxian could even laugh. Her harsh words and harsh words seemed to be blowing on her face.

"Who said I didn't complete the test?"

Chu Liuxian smiled slightly and said lightly in the most careless tone.

"Um?!"

"What did you say?"

Huang Wushuang was frightened and shocked. His heart was blinded by anger. He vaguely thought of something, and his expression changed drastically.

Her heart was in a mess, and she was confused for a moment and shouted: "What are you talking about? Mengdie is obviously still alive?"

"Who said that?"

Chu Liuxian still had the lazy tone and a lazy expression. He was so angry that Huang Wushuang seemed to have a big rock blocked in his chest, and he couldn't even go smoothly.

"Who said that?"

This is Chu Liren's voice. His eyes were full of admiration. He obviously understood Chu Liuxian's plans and plans. He stood up and said:

"Dream Butterfly is dead!"

Huang Wushuang's heart was cold, as if six pine bones on the top of his head were split into pieces, and the ice and cold flowing down from the starry sky penetrated into his body.

Chu Liren's words continued: "Who is the dream butterfly? A mortal woman has no power to tie a chicken."

"Huang Wushuang, you said that Mengdou is not dead. Where is that Mengdou?"

His words were difficult to say and difficult to understand, but the next moment, Huang Wushuang's face suddenly became gloomy. Shuang'er and Qin Bo smiled, but both understood what he meant.

What is a dream butterfly? It is a name and a symbol.

The thing it represents no longer exists. Of course, it can be said that Mengdie is dead, and that Chu Liuxian has killed her and passed the test.

This is both a word game and a question of the essence of the name and symbol. For a moment, Huang Wushuang was unwilling to accept it and had nothing to say.

"you……"

After a while, Huang Wushuang finally calmed down a little, and said coldly: "You are making quibbling words and making things difficult for you."

Chu Liuxian and Chu Liren both laughed and did not have quarrels with her.

They don’t need to convince everyone’s truth. Behind them is the Shenxiao Chu family. The lean camel is bigger than a horse. As long as there is a place to stand, the family and allies of the family can naturally stand up for them. How could the Qiwu Phoenix Family take advantage of the world?

This is why Chu Liuxian made such a decision and used this method to pass this level.

Huang Wushuang was about to say something else, a cold, beautiful voice suddenly came from outside the Jiuyao Ancient Ship:

"Dream Butterfly is dead!"

"who?!"

Huang Wushuang was furious like a lion. Chu Liuxian and Chu Liren were both thorns in her eyes. But she was so angry that she couldn't do anything about it. Someone dared to join in the fun?

She turned her head suddenly and asked in a verbal voice. She swallowed it down instantly. She even subconsciously turned her head and did not dare to look at the visitor.

"Here you come."

Chu Liuxian smiled and looked out the railing.

On the side of the Nine Stars Ancient Ship, a man and a woman stood in the void. Behind them, a pair of illusory wings appeared, one was the stretched phoenix wings burning the immortal Nirvana fire; the other was the translucent butterfly wings with magnificent colors.

Phoenix Yufei, Prince Fengjiu;

Butterfly loves flowers, dreams of butterfly!

The appearance, spirit and spirit of the two at this moment were very different from that of a moment ago.

Young Master Fengjiu still looked old, his face was still covered with wrinkles, but his waist was straight and his momentum soared into the sky. The wrinkles also stretched out, as if time had flowed back on him. As time passed, he would become younger and younger.

Dream butterfly changes even more.

Her clothes no longer look ordinary, but like a butterfly dress, with a layer of transparent tulle with gorgeous light covering the beauty of hazy dreams.

Her face was still the original face, but she only raised her eyebrows, with arrogance that a weak woman did not have. This arrogance was not intentional, but a pride that naturally brought out after realizing the essence of life.

The facial features and details, and each part of the face are still the same, but the changes in temperament and the halo that cover the face make it impossible to connect the two together.

In a moment of kung fu, everyone understood that Mengdie was dead. Standing in front of them was an original half-step demon king, now the peak of Yin Shen!

The Yin God Venerable of the Human Clan, a dream butterfly who is only half a step away from the Yang God!

She smiled and had an inviolable dignity. She looked at Huang Wushuang and repeated: "Mengdie is dead!"

"Did you hear what I said?"

Huang Wushuang really wanted to have a strong point, and she really wanted to make a statement with her neck in her hand.

It’s not that she can’t think of words. She can’t look up and speak.

Mengdie's inviolable power, Huang Wushuang's guilt when facing her was second. The key is the gaze of Mr. Fengjiu who was standing quietly next to Mengdie.

Fengjiu's eyes were cold and cold, and for the first time, she moved away from Mengdie's body and fell on her body.

This gaze made Huang Wushuang's body cold.

Since Fengjiu appeared, her hand has never let go of Mengdie's hand. She seemed to be afraid that once she relaxed a little, the Yiren around her would turn into a butterfly and leave again; his eyes were firmly attached to Mengdie's body like a magnet.

If it were other times, Mr. Fengjiu would look at her and pay attention to her, Huang Wushuang would not know how ecstatic he would be?

But now, she was in extreme pain because she saw hatred in Fengjiu's eyes.

"Forget it!"

Huang Wushuang's heart was ashamed, and this kind of gaze made her unable to stay in such a moment.

As soon as she stomped her feet, a stream of light turned into a stream of light in the sound of the phoenix, bringing out a shrill sound of breaking through the air, just like her mood, and shooting towards the distance.

When Huang Wushuang left, the atmosphere on the Jiuyao Ancient Boat suddenly became harmonious.

After Fengjiu and Mengdie appeared, Chu Liuxian never intervened. At this moment, with Huang Wushuang's departure, he smiled slightly and bowed to Fengjiu and Mengdie, "Thank you, husband and wife to help you."

Perhaps it was his "virtuous couple" statement that Fengjiu and the others felt very pleasant. The two people who seemed to be unable to tolerate any other existence at the same time fell on Chu Liuxian, and warm smiles appeared on their faces.

"It should be that we thank Mr. Liuxian!"

Fengjiu and Mengdie looked at each other and gave a solemn greeting with Yiren, "If the young master Liu Xian was there, we would not know how much time we would have to go through."

"For us, the young master is tantamount to recreating great kindness!"

Chu Liuxian turned sideways, not receiving their heavy gifts, and smiled and said, "The virtuous couple is so serious. If it weren't for your own persistence, what could I do?"

"The phoenix is ​​flying, and the branches are winged together, which is really envious of others."

After speaking, they looked at each other and burst into laughter.

During the whole process, Chu Liren kept watching with a smile until they laughed, and only then did they greet Mr. Fengjiu, who had met with him.

Whether it was Chu Liren or Chu Liuxian, the ban on the Jiuyao Ancient Ship was not activated during the previous conversation. Their conversations with each other and with Huang Wushuang could not be concealed by the son of Fengjiu and Mengdie.

In this case, they can appear in time, insert the situation, and even now they can clearly know Chu Liuxian's identity.

Time always passes by in a happy time.

In the blink of an eye, the sun sets in the west and at dusk.
To be continued...