Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

It hurts to be separated from Yaotao? "Song Jing chuckled, "It's not about sitting on your body, but I can't think of any place on Butterfly's back that seems to allow people to sit down... By the way, I really don't know, do you have any bones?" "

"Hehe..." Peach Blossom Demon snickered.

"You all want to die, don't you?" Gui Die became angry with embarrassment, his voice was cold and cold.

"Don't worry." Song Jing said calmly, "Guidie is a demon, if it is easy to carry a person as heavy as me, right?"

"Of course." Guidie snorted softly.

"That's good." Song Jing tilted her head, "Okay, let's go down. It's time to go."

Ghost Butterfly perched quietly on Song Jing's shoulder, motionless, her blue-purple body almost blending into the night.

"Second son of the Xiao family, it's so late, where are you going?"

After walking under the peach blossom tree, a cold voice came from a small path.

A little star of light expands from small to large in front, gradually dispelling the darkness around the peach blossom tree, reflecting Song Jing's pale and smiling face and Lian Yun's cold playful face in front of him.

Song Jing turned around, and behind him stood Xiaoyue in a black samurai uniform, with a huge sword on his back, wrapped in white cloth, which stood out against the black clothes.

"I'm leaving." Song Jing smiled lightly, and said calmly, "These days, thank you for your hospitality."

"Do you want to leave if you want to leave?" Lian Yun snorted coldly, moved his fingers slightly, and the hair-thin thread sneaked into the night silently, "The young master wants to entertain you for a few more days, and invite the Xiao family to come You should stop, my lord."

Song Jing smiled, and quickly ran aside, one piece of rice paper flew out of the Qiankun ring, one piece of paper connected to another, quickly forming a huge banner that fell from the sky, wrapping Lianyun and Xiaoyue in the in.

"Don't underestimate the way of calligraphy and painting of the Xiao family." Song Jing stood outside the formation and said softly, "Writing the aura of heaven and earth on the paper, the body, the pen and ink, all contain a specific formation... No matter how you check it, you don't understand If so, how can you tell?"

The reason why forbidden techniques are forbidden techniques...the reason why aristocratic families are aristocratic families...

Some things are unique.Even if others approached, they couldn't guess.

Taking out the last few sheets of paper and putting them together, the strokes drawn on the paper are separated, and when put together, it looks like a swing. Song Jing quickly ordered, "Ghost butterfly, gather your spiritual power on this."

Ghost Butterfly flapped his wings and did as he did... He also knew that if he wanted to leave, he had to take advantage of Shu Jinxiu's absence...

Only after the spiritual power is input into the paper, the swing on the painting will seep out of the paper and emerge.

Song Jing put the thin rope on the swing on the wings of the ghost butterfly: "It's all made of spiritual power, and it won't press down on your wings...just along the way, you have to input spiritual power into it to continue to maintain it."

"Understood, leave it to me." Guidie slowly flew up, pulling the swing off the ground gradually, "Come up quickly."

Song Jing sat up, caught a glimpse of the gradually damaged battle formation out of the corner of her eye, and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, there was still time.

The ghost butterfly flew higher and higher, and its speed gradually increased. The scenery under its feet seemed to be flying all the way down, getting farther and farther away from itself, and gradually left a piece of darkness, which could no longer be seen.

The voice of Yaotao saying goodbye behind her was getting farther and farther away. Song Jing lowered her head and found that the ghost butterfly had put a protective cover on her body, and she seemed to be walking on the ground in the air. She could not help but smile with thin lips: "Ghost butterfly, You are really thoughtful."

"Haven't escaped yet, why are you happy?" Gui Die sneered.

"Here, it's considered to be escaped." Song Jing said slowly, "After the formation is destroyed, it will burst into flames...It's just a piece of paper...Look——"

As soon as he finished speaking, dots of flames appeared next to him, flying towards the surroundings...the fires gradually spread...and became one piece...it was especially clear in the dark night.

The spreading fire can be seen from such a high place, so one can also imagine how fierce the fire is when it burns in Yaoyue Sect.

"On fire?" Gui Die couldn't believe it, "When you left, you had to teach Yaoyue?"

"In this way, there will probably be a lot fewer people chasing us." Song Jing said calmly, "Shu Jinxiu, you also have to direct the fire or something? The fire ignited by spiritual power is not so easy to extinguish."

"..." Ghost Butterfly remained silent, following the direction given by the stars in the sky, she flew away from the isolated island at her fastest speed.

"Let's fly across the ocean, Ghost Butterfly." Song Jing said softly, "There is only this chance to escape."

In Yaoyue Sect, the peach blossom tree was not damaged in the flames, and the flames jumped between the peach blossom petals, which seemed like a harmless embellishment.

Yaotao quietly watched the small building in front of her be gradually engulfed by the flames, burning "crackling", from the inside to the outside, the tongue of fire greedily licked every corner, baring its teeth and claws, gradually hollowing out the entire small building.

The scorched beams collapsed... the garret collapsed from above and was reduced to ruins in the flames, which bent the air and twisted everything.

The black-haired man in red was standing under the peach blossom tree. His wine-red eyes reflected the burning flames. They were extinguished, the flames were jumping, and the house was collapsing with a firm attitude. He just watched quietly.

108 is war

When Ghost Butterfly brought Song Jing to land on the land of the Xiazhi Empire, it was already dawn.

The sky is pale, and the gray clouds are brewing with cloudy rain. The air is humid, and you can smell the breath of autumn rain.

Song Jing didn't stop at all, after Gui Die rested, he continued to let Gui Die lead him all the way to the capital.

Although they didn't stop much along the way, Song Jing also keenly felt that the folks were anxious, as if a slight friction would ignite sparks, which was a very bad atmosphere.

The lingering autumn rain fell, and Song Jing finally rushed to the capital after rushing day and night.

Standing still outside the shangchen building, Song Jing took a deep breath.

Since the night of Su Jiang's death, the little wolf's life was suddenly dying. In order to save the little wolf's life, he had to brave the pouring rain and leave the capital for Beidou, hoping to help the little wolf obtain Tanlang's inheritance.

On the way back, he was intercepted by Shu Jinxiu and Beidou Pojunxing Yaoguang on the way, and was handed over to Xia Yu to take him all the way to the beach.

Finally, Shu Jinxiu took him to the isolated island in the sea. After such a long period of time, the time has turned to late autumn, the grass and trees on the road are withered and yellow, and the leaves are withered and bleak. Air.

On the isolated island in the sea, the peach blossom demon still blooms gorgeous peach blossoms... Unexpectedly, on the inland, it is already the time when the autumn wind is bleak and everything is in depression.

Time... really flies by.

Song Jing lowered her eyes, her lips curled up but there was no hint of a smile, Su Jiang died... I didn't even attend his funeral, so I just left... And then I didn't come back for a long time...

The wedding that broke up in the middle, and the contract with Su Jiang, have not yet been formed...

"Hey, let's go in." Guidie fluttered lightly in front of him, with a gloomy voice filled with imperceptible concern, "Your little wolf and everything are waiting inside."

"Yes, everyone is waiting for me to go back." Song Jing smiled lightly before going up the stone steps.

Jingshangchen Tower is like the Prince You's Mansion back then, the door is open, it seems that anyone can walk in.Looking inside from the door, the only thing that is different from Youwang Mansion is probably the well-tended gardening and clean and tidy grounds.

This is my own home.

Song Jing walked in with a calm mind like water, and her tired heart, which had been outside for a long time, seemed to be comforted, calm and safe.

If there are no accidents, everyone should be in the backyard.

Song Jing stepped on the wet ground and walked towards the backyard. The cool rain wet his black hair and soaked his clothes. He walked calmly and calmly, and there was no sadness in his slender black eyes. Not happy, fixedly staring at the road ahead.

The first person to see him was Xu Changqing.

He sat in the gazebo and looked at the rain, his eyes were clear and divine, with the cold wisdom of watching the world, some long hair was tied behind him, and the rest of the hair hung down from his temples, making his fair face more delicate.Very leisurely posture, like a scribe watching the rain and composing poems.

When he saw Song Jing, he didn't feel much surprise or joy, as if Song Jing's appearance at this time was inevitable.Xu Changqing just glanced at the ground, then raised his arms, and caressed the stone chair beside him with his wide sleeves, with a calm and free expression.

Song Jing knew that he was asking her to sit down, so she walked slowly into the gazebo and sat beside Xu Changqing.

"I'll help you watch the viper team, they are good." Xu Changqing said, "Many people think you are dead."

"Thank you." Song Jing bent her thin lips, "I'm finally back, how is the situation now?"

"There is going to be a war." Xu Changqing smiled faintly, "The barbarians in the Muyun Prairie have already started to have friction with the border guards at the border, and the friction will escalate sooner or later."

He saw that Song Jing was listening carefully, and continued: "In the capital, Huangfu is temporarily acting as the substitute for the Snake Team. Several big families are entangled with the Yaoyue Sect... As you know, the Yaoyue Sect has already snatched it from Xiao Hongli. After leaving the Nine Nether Orchid Juice...I never thought that this thing really existed..."

Song Jing felt helpless. Existence exists, but it is far from as magical as in the legend.According to rumors, even an ordinary glass of water will become a myth after being touted by teenagers' rumors.

He shook his head: "The aristocratic family and Shu Jinxiu have nothing to do with me.