“We may not have the wings of a butterfly, but our hearts are connected!”

"Ask the world, what is love? It makes people pledge to be together for life and death!"

Zi Xiaosheng walked crookedly and quickly, leaving a purple afterimage, and rushed into the Jishan Academy like lightning. Tian'lai Novel A dozen wild men in heavy armor shouted at him, and the eight-sided swords in their hands ruthlessly chopped down on Zi Xiaosheng from all directions.

A thick purple aura filled the area around Zi Xiaosheng. The void suddenly collapsed. The swords in the hands of more than a dozen wild men and the armor on their bodies collapsed and shattered at the same time. Even the coarse linen clothes lining them were blown into countless pieces. More than a dozen naked men fell to the ground and bumped into each other, like a pile of flesh falling to the ground.

"Beautiful, very beautiful. Why is this sentence so beautiful?"

"And that tune, wow, this is nonsense, whether it's the head of the Baimang River Fish Shop or the little spy leader of Dayu Temple, how come this tune seems to be able to get into people's hearts? This tune can only be learned by the fish shop head or the spy leader?"

Zi Xiaosheng stared blankly with his eyes wide open, and rushed towards the small building where Ying Xiuer had ordered Lu Gu to be accommodated.

Countless wild warriors came out from all directions, and at least 300 dragon-killing crossbows locked onto his figure at the same time. There was a clapper sound, and crossbow arrows rained down on him from all directions.

Purple air filled the air, rapidly swirling around Zi Xiaosheng. The space around his body collapsed and twisted strangely, vibrating violently at an extremely high frequency. An extremely terrifying force exploded from the purple air, and the crossbow arrows forged with pure steel were shattered into pieces, just like biscuits made of flour, which were blown into the finest powder.

"What a Liang Zhu, what a song 'Transformation into Butterflies', ah, how can there be such a beautiful story?" Zi Xiaosheng walked forward with his head down, mumbling as he walked: "How can I think of such a wonderful thing? We couldn't sleep on the same bed in life, but after death, a wisp of spirit must turn into a butterfly and entangle with each other for generations!"

"Ah! How can it be so breathtakingly beautiful?" Zi Xiaosheng's eyes were misty, and he sighed to the sky: "This feeling, this song, is really heartbreaking. All the scholars in the whole Jin Dynasty, no matter how many romantic sentences you make up, they can't compare to this short story."

"Not to mention, those lifeless walking corpses. They are just alive, how could they possibly create such beautiful and soul-stirring lyrics and music?" Zi Xiaosheng's eyes turned slightly red and he was almost hysterical.

His state of mind was like a mirror, clear as water, reflecting every detail of all changes in people's thoughts and feelings in the outside world.

His state of mind was as steady as a glacier that had been there for thousands of years. No matter how the world and people's hearts changed, it could not shake his state of mind in the slightest.

Chu Tian's story was like a chaotic divine thunder that created the world. It shattered his clear mind, melted the thousand-year-old glacier in his heart, and turned it into a raging tide, causing countless thoughts and emotions to surge in his mind, making him like a madman, and the things he did were completely out of his control.

Liang Zhu, Liang Zhu!

A black crystal ball was suspended above his head. Shang Yun, along with a dozen black-robed elders of the Manghuang tribe, rushed out of the Meixue Spiritual Building. Seeing Zi Xiaosheng charging forward and being unstoppable by hundreds of dragon-killing crossbows, Shang Yun couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, "Heavenly rank? Heavenly Master? No! Heavenly Monarch? No... Such a young Heavenly Lord?"

Countless fine electric flashes spurted out from the black crystal ball. Shang Yun waved his hands, and his ten fingers suddenly turned light purple and translucent, and each finger seemed to be filled with boiling plasma.

A large net condensed from lightning spewed out from Shang Yun's hand and covered Zi Xiaosheng head-on.

"Please stay, Your Majesty!" Shang Yun and a dozen elders of the Manghuang tribe shouted in unison.

"Tianzun? Wow, what a domineering name. Do you know what kind of power is worthy of the title of 'Tianzun'?" Zi Xiaosheng rolled his eyes and two lines of thin tears flowed out. He grabbed the electric net released by Shang Yun with one hand.

The electric grid formed by lightning was surging and jumping. Lightning is a tangible but intangible thing, just a wild energy.

Zi Xiaosheng's palm, which looked like it was carved from beautiful jade, possessed an indescribable magical power. He grabbed the electric net, and the entire electric net solidified like a solid object cast in steel and was held in his hand.

With a shake of his hand, the electric net shook violently, carrying Shang Yun up with it. Zi Xiaosheng threw it casually, and the electric net burst into a piercing roar, dragging Shang Yun away in a mess for dozens of feet, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

The electric grid suddenly shattered, splashing around along the ground. Countless burly men were seen twitching all over, with lightning jumping rapidly on their bodies. At least three to five hundred men were paralyzed by the electric shock and fell to the ground.

Ying Xiu'er walked out of the Meixue Spiritual Building surrounded by a large group of soldiers. She had changed her clothes and looked much more energetic. Zhou Liuyun, with a gloomy face, was standing beside her.

Suddenly seeing Zi Xiaosheng rushing in as if he were walking into an empty space, Zhou Liuyun couldn't help but look ecstatic: "Brother Zi!"

Zhou Liuyun wanted to ask Zi Xiaosheng to save him, to rescue him from this extremely embarrassing and unfavorable situation. As soon as he called out "Brother Zi", a maid from the academy behind him thrust a long sword in her hand, and the tip of the sword gently stabbed his lower back, and a trickle of blood flowed down.

Zhou Liuyun smiled bitterly. He could only watch Zi Xiaosheng walk straight towards a small building nearby without even looking at him.

Four maids holding swords were blocking the door of the small building. When they saw Zi Xiaosheng, they shouted "Back off" at the same time. Zi Xiaosheng stopped abruptly. He stared at the four maids for a long time, and finally shook his head and sighed: "Such a fierce and domineering woman, compared with Liang Zhu, is really..."

No one saw how he made his move, but a purple shadow flashed, and the swords in the hands of the four women collapsed, and they flew backwards involuntarily. Zi Xiaosheng had already brushed past their bodies and rushed into the small building.

Lu Gu stood quietly in front of the window of the small building. She was originally looking out to see Zi Xiaosheng breaking into the academy and fighting with a large group of wild warriors. It was not until Zi Xiaosheng broke into the small building that she turned around and looked at Zi Xiaosheng quietly.

"Lu Gu, you didn't teach Chu Tian how to play the zither, did you?" Zi Xiaosheng stood in front of Lu Gu, smiling with tears in his eyes, and bowed to her. Without waiting for Lu Gu to answer, Zi Xiaosheng shook his head again: "Forget it, it's too much trouble to talk? I'll find it myself!"

A hazy light flashed in his eyes, and Zi Xiaosheng smiled softly: "Lu Gu, when did you meet Chu Tian?"