Chapter 20 Chapter 20 "I haven't seen the tongue of a butterfly yet."...
Biqing sat back down beside Xuanyi, leaning against a tree to rest her still tired body.
Feeling warm, Xuan Yi took off his coat and covered himself with it, just like he did then.
Meng Chi looked at the two's every move thoughtfully, and then he stared at Xuan Yi, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Hurry up and tell me." Xuan Yi said coldly without even looking up.
Meng Chi retracted his gaze and sat up with difficulty. "Many of the tribesmen could not bear the memories they saw when eating the leaves. In order to no longer suffer, they chose to leave the forest and find another way out. Since then, there has been no news of them."
"I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid that after I die, the enchantment I've cast in the forest will disappear, and they will suffer. Isn't it because you can't break the scene before your eyes that you don't kill me?"
Meng Chi curled his lips and said, "If I hadn't used up 70% of my demonic power to maintain the spell, giving you the opportunity, how could I have been injured by you and tied up here for you to slaughter me?"
"That little injury will heal in two days."
Xuan Yi glanced at him and said, "You should be thankful that you met me."
"I've said what I need to say." Meng Chi cast his gaze on the bone bowl next to Biqing's hand.
Xuan Yi picked up the bone bowl before Bi Qing and placed it next to Meng Chi.
He lifted the butterfly that was restrained by his brother with his fingertips and gently placed it on the edge of the bone bowl.
The butterfly tasted the clean water droplets hanging on the edge of the bowl, and its eyes lit up instantly: "So sweet!" It drank the clean water silently.
Meng Chi carefully observed Xuan Yi's indifferent face, but he really couldn't make out what was going on. After hesitating for a long time, he mustered up the courage to discuss, "You once said there was a chance to leave. I wonder..."
Xuan Yi snorted coldly.
Meng Chi said shamelessly: "You and I are both leaders of the demon tribe. You must understand my pain. I always have to protect the safety of my people. I won't remove the deception, but I can take you away from here. What do you think?"
Xuan Yi glanced at him calmly.
Xuan Yi didn't refuse, so Meng Chi knew he had agreed and asked, "Where are you going?"
"North. At the foot of Mount Kunlun."
"What's the next step? Do you have any plans?"
"No."
"If that's the case, what's the difference between me and going out alone?" Meng Chi complained.
"With Xuan Yi here, you'll be in much less danger."
Biqing yawned, her nose thick with nasal drips, and she turned over to hug Ah Jiu beside her for warmth: "If you keep asking, be careful that Xuan Yi changes his mind and doesn't leave with you..."
"Your Majesty, I think what this girl said makes sense," the butterfly advised. "More people means more care! Perhaps there's a place along the way where we can stay!"
Xuan Yi said indifferently, "Think about it slowly, and give me an answer before you leave tomorrow."
He lowered his eyes to look at the sleeping Biqing and Ajiu, with a hint of heartache in his gentle eyes.
Meng Chi curled his lips, turned over and faced Xuan Yi, muttering, "You didn't even bother to untie me..."
Meng Chi tossed and turned all night, and finally chose to leave with Xuan Yi.
The answer was expected, and neither Xuan Yi nor Bi Qing was surprised.
But Biqing was puzzled: Xuan Yi’s demonic power was so strong, why didn’t he just dissolve the illusion himself and take everyone away?
This approach is really unnecessary.
When the wolf demons woke up and heard that their king had caught a butterfly, they came in groups of two or three to watch Meng Chi who was tied up.
In the end, they were all ruthlessly driven away by Xuan Yi: "You were bewitched and didn't even realize it. You're so careless, you still care about such insignificant things? Where's your dignity?"
When the wolf demons saw Xuan Yi's face turn pale, they scattered.
Still lying on the ground, Meng Chi closed his eyes and said, "Don't talk about face these days. You can't eat face." He then asked, "Are you leaving today?"
"You can choose to stay."
Xuan Yi saw that most of the wolf cubs were awake, so he went over and whispered to Biqing, "Biqing, wake up."
Her long eyelashes trembled twice, and Biqing raised her eyelids, staring at the person in front of her with hazy eyes, and suddenly woke up: "But I slept too much?!"
After looking around for a while and making sure that Jiu and the others were there, Biqing's shoulders sank, and she stood up and handed the clothes to Xuan Yi.
After everyone had recovered, Xuan Yi released the demonic power that bound Meng Chi and said, "Lead the way."
Meng Chi twisted his wrist and neck, feeling a sharp pain in his right shoulder. He gasped, "Thirty percent of my demonic power is recovering so slowly."
Looking at the butterfly lingering around him, he said, "I will send her back to the forest first, and then I will take you away and continue on our journey together."
Xuan Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his golden-blue mandarin duck eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"If you don't mind the trouble, come back to the woods with me." Meng Chi covered his right shoulder to heal himself. "I really don't understand why you don't break the spell yourself."
A chill ran down his spine. Meng Chi closed his mouth and turned to comfort the butterfly: "Don't be afraid, I will find a way to send you back later."
Xuan Yi finally gave in and went back to the woods with Meng Chi and the butterfly.
In just a cup of tea, the two of them returned.
Meng Chi argued confidently: "You are too unromantic! Why are you rushing me to say goodbye to my tribe?"
“A waste of time.”
"you!"
Meng Chi fiercely sent Xuan Yi a glare, leading them through twists and turns to escape from the illusion.
The wolf demons were shocked to realize that they had been spinning in the same place all day yesterday.
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"Miss Biqing, how long have you known Xuanyi?" Meng Chi asked while sitting on the back of Mo Jue Wolf.
Bi Qing glanced at Meng Chi's bound hands and feet and said casually, "About two thousand years."
"How can a deity like you live in the demon world for more than two thousand years?"
"Is it strange?"
"A little bit. Miss Biqing, how did you end up in the demon world?"
"The Emperor of Heaven sent me down to transcend the tribulation. I was originally going to go to the human world, but he slipped and I was sent to the demon world instead."
"Then you are really unlucky. Miss Biqing, besides you, is there anyone else in heaven as unlucky as you?"
"...You're such a perpetrator! I've told you so many times that the book is fake! Fake!"
Bi Qing's chest heaved with anger. She snatched the book from Meng Chi's arms and pointed at the words "Secret Scripture of the Pure Sect" on the cover. "Although I've never been to the human world, I know the names of the immortal sects there. Which legitimate sect would be called the 'Pure Sect'?! Just based on the fact that marrying an immortal can lead to ascension, I can conclude that this sect must be evil and heretical!"
She raised her hand to throw the book away, but Meng Chi stopped her urgently, "Have mercy! Miss Biqing, I found this in the human world a long time ago! It was really hard to come by!"
He gently advised: "It's boring to rush around. Why don't you take a look and scold them? It's better than being bored on the way."
Bi Qing rolled her eyes at him and flipped through the secret scripture of the Qingjing Sect in her hand.
The content of the book was too old-fashioned, so Biqing only read two pages before closing the book and putting it in her arms.
"This is my book." Meng Chi reminded.
Bi Qing didn't want to reveal too much about herself to Meng Chi, so she said unhappily, "You keep saying that this book was obtained when you went to the human world. How can it be yours?"
Seeing Meng Chi was about to retort, Bi Qing said, "Don't bother me! I need to rest!"
Meng Chi thought about the look Xuan Yi had given Bi Qing last night, and secretly complained: I've really lost my power and been bullied by the gods...
Meng Chi no longer wanted to bore himself, and lay on Mo Jue's bumpy wolf spine, looking at the gray sky through the tangled wolf fur.
It is indeed different from what I saw in the forest.
The sky outside.
Wider.
As the sky gradually darkened and the surroundings became unusually empty, Xuan Yi carefully selected a spot downwind and brought his entire clan to spend the night there.
There were strong wolf demons in the tribe who took turns to keep watch at night, but Xuan Yi was still worried and just closed his eyes and took a light nap.
Sensing someone passing through the barrier held for the wolf cubs, Xuan Yi raised his eyes and asked, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Biqing sat next to him: "I can't sleep."
His eyes passed by Mo Jue who had fallen asleep, and stopped at Meng Chi who was standing beside him with a frown on his face, feeling a mixture of emotions.
Xuan Yi pulled out a piece of scorpion cake from his pocket and handed it to Bi Qing: "What are you thinking about?"
"Think about it again...with the demon world in such a state, is there really a place that can accommodate Meng Chi and the others?"
Biqing still ignored the scorpion cake. "If his hopes are dashed, will Meng Chi desperately try other remedies and believe those nonsense again?"
“Don’t think about things that haven’t happened yet.”
Xuan Yi saw Bi Qing not accepting the cake and asked, "Why don't you eat it?"
When he was recuperating in Zhaoye Forest, he clearly loved eating. What happened today?
Biqing's mouth twitched as she made up an excuse: "I'm not taking medicine anymore, so I don't need to eat cakes to dull the bitterness. Give these cakes to Jiu and the others later. Children love sweets."
“They prefer meat.”
Xuan Yi didn't force it. He took back the scorpion cake and his eyes fell on the back of Biqing's white and tender hand for a moment, then moved to the hem of her gray skirt.
"Xuan Yi, why do you want Meng Chi to take you away from the art of bewitching?" Bi Qing couldn't help but ask.
She had thought about this while on the road, and a vague answer came to her mind.
If it was really as he thought, Xuan Yi's own situation would not be optimistic.
Not even as good as his younger brother Mo Jue.
"Save your demon power."
Xuan Yi's frank words were consistent with Biqing's guess, and worry surged in her heart.
Biqing didn't know what to do to help him.
"Don't worry, even if something unexpected happens to me, Ajue will take you to the foot of Kunlun Mountain."
Xuan Yi's indifference failed to comfort Biqing, and he had no intention of comforting Biqing.
As early as when the demon world was in turmoil, he had already made plans for the worst.
Biqing opened her lips slightly and said helplessly: "I really care about you, I don't want you to die."
Xuan Yi raised the corner of his mouth but said nothing.
The scene he saw last night emerged in his mind. He stroked the hydrangea tied around his waist, and Biqing's proposal in Zhaoye Forest rang in his ears.
I should seriously consider whether to share some of my magic power with Biqing to protect myself.
A drop of rain fell from the sky and landed on Xuan Yi's cheek.
"It's raining."
Xuan Yi wiped away the drop of rain and wanted to tell Biqing to return to the barrier to take shelter from the rain.
Turning her head, Biqing trotted back to the barrier, holding up her skirt.
Xuan Yi stood up and followed her into the barrier.
Biqing was surprised for a moment, then she remembered Xuanyi's words "save your magic power", and everything made sense again.
Tiptoeing over the wolf cubs sleeping huddled together, Biqing pointed to an empty space and motioned Xuanyi to come over and rest.
Xuan Yi shook his head and pointed at his feet, indicating that he could rest there.
Biqing understood and ignored Xuanyi.
Xuan Yi sat in meditation, just taking a rest.
Mo Jue, who was lying not far away, opened his eyes slightly and looked at his brother with interest.
"Your brother and Miss Biqing are so polite. Have they really known each other for two thousand years?" Meng Chi asked curiously while lying next to Mo Jue.
It really doesn't look like it!
Mo Jue laughed and said, "I haven't seen a butterfly's tongue yet."
Meng Chi quickly shut his mouth.
These two brothers have very different personalities, but they both share a surprisingly similar ruthlessness.
The rain was falling softly, like crystal curtains of varying lengths hanging outside the barrier.
The slightly cool air mixed with the smell of earth made Meng Chi frown.
It's so abnormal that a light rain would have such a strong smell.
Just as he was about to ask if there was anything unusual, he heard Mo Jue's even breathing beside him. Meng Chi didn't think much about it, relaxed his guard and fell asleep peacefully.
Inside the barrier, Xuan Yi's nose twitched slightly, and he half raised his eyes, only to find that his younger brother was giving him a look.
Xuan Yi nodded slightly and made a downward gesture.
Mo Jue shrugged helplessly, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Xuan Yi's pair of mandarin duck eyes became sharp.
He not only smelled the fishy smell of soil.
I also smelled a subtle odor of decay.
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