After meeting him again

"Just you?" Zhong Yu looked at him with disdain, "Even your Heavenly Monarch dare not boast, how can you be sure that you can do it?"

Yinghuo said: "I am sure to do it. And I can not only restore them to their original state, but also give them other abilities."

After saying this, he raised his eyes to look at Zhong Yu, his eyes were firm and he did not flinch.It seems that this time he is determined.

Zhong Yu was also a little shaken.If it wasn't for the Zhenniao family, who could only practice specific techniques, she would have saved them by herself.It's just that the person in front of him is very sure that he can save those children. Although it is impossible in reality, it seems that he has no other way.Going back in time, although they can be revived, they can only be revived, and they cannot be kept intact as usual.

She thought about it for a long time, and then said: "Okay, I want to see what kind of tricks you are going to play."

In order to prove that she is not a fraud, Yinghuo prepares to resurrect them under the witness of Zhenniao, including Zhong Yu.

Because resurrecting them requires their previous items, and the feathers of different poisonous birds help to strengthen the toxicity. As the head of the clan, Zhong Yu naturally has the feathers of the whole clan, so after Yinghuo got their feathers, Then began to cast spells.

Purple feathers of different shades lay quietly on a stone platform, while Yinghuo surrounded by balls of light and shadow stood opposite.

I saw him reciting the formula silently, light and shadow fluttered with it, and many brilliant golden butterflies flew out from behind him.Immediately afterwards, his sky-blue wings slowly spread out, and the blue-purple phosphorous powder drifted away, casting a layer of brilliance on everything around.

Zhong Yu, who watched all this, seemed to understand what he was going to do.

I really didn't expect that the real body of this humble person was actually a butterfly.

At first, because of their small stature and low mana, it was difficult for them to last more than a hundred years. In most cases, five or sixty years is considered very good.But the one in front of him has thousands of years of cultivation at least, and he is considered extremely talented among the same clan.

And the butterflies who have practiced for thousands of years will gain their own abilities, which is to turn the virtual into reality.Part of the illusory dream can be brought to reality, and the lost glory can be reproduced.But if you want to turn it into a real thing, you must have the remnants of the relics as a support, otherwise, it will be useless.

What Yingzhuo wants to do is to use those feathers and the ability to turn the emptiness into reality to resurrect the killed young birds.

Although this would not destroy their bloodline, and they would also gain the ability to manipulate dreams, the price he had to pay was extremely high.The use of this kind of ability will easily take hundreds of years of cultivation, and it will take at least a thousand years to revive them. Can Yinghuo have so much cultivation for him to consume?Moreover, even if he succeeds, it is impossible for his cultivation to return to the previous level, and it is not guaranteed that he will directly show his original shape and start from scratch.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yu couldn't help feeling a little worried.

But what happened next took her by surprise.

Yinghuo stretched out her hand and summoned the butterfly dagger, and slashed fiercely at her spread wings left and right, with sharp movements and no sympathy at all.And the neatly cut off wings turned into bits of powder under his mana, and gradually gathered towards those few feathers.

He is using his own wings as a sacrifice!

This is really desperate.Not to mention how harmful it would be to himself, losing his wings not only meant that all his mana would fade away, but also meant that he would never be able to practice in the future, at most he could maintain his human form and use some low-level spells.

The sound of chirping suddenly came, and the originally dense light and shadow gradually dissipated, and several dark purple birds with a height of half a person appeared on the original round altar.

As soon as they saw Zhong Yu, they immediately flapped their wings and flew to her, rubbing their heads against her neck.Zhong Yu attached his hands to their fluffy heads, and was surprised to find that the blood that originally belonged to the jinniao was not damaged at all, but strengthened a lot.

"You did a good job, but you can only do it this time." Zhong Yu stretched out his hand to disperse them, and the newly revived poisonous birds blinked and flew away wisely.

Zhong Yu: "If you revive them, I will give you the antidote as agreed."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward." Yingzhuo's cheeks were pale, and her body was trembling uncontrollably.

Zhong Yu asked: "It's just that I'm a little curious. What is there in Kaiyang that makes you worth doing this? Although I don't know much about Tiangong, there are people like you who dare to seek a cure for someone without hesitating to destroy their cultivation. , which is rather strange."

Yinghuo: "It's nothing, it's just a farewell gift..."

Even in the daytime, the coolness is carried by the wind and sticks to the body through the gaps in the clothes, which makes Chu You who is playing chess alone feel a shiver.

When she raised her eyes and closed her eyes, she seemed to see someone coming here... Wait, someone!

A clever one, she rubbed her eyes and looked carefully, it turned out to be Yingzhuo who was walking wobbly.

"What's wrong with you? Why is your face so pale?" She hurried over and helped him sit on the stone bench.

"I entrust you with something, please do it." Yingzhuo didn't explain the reason, and directly cut into the topic.

Chu You: "What's the matter? No, tell me what's going on with you first?"

Yinghuo didn't answer, but just took out a delicate square wooden box and handed it to her: "Take this to Tianjun, tell him, and let him pass it to Emperor Kaiyang."

What she said made her feel a little confused: "No, you are almost living with Dijun, why do you have to be in such a circle, can't you just leave it to him?"

"Let's not ask about it for the time being, but it must be done anyway." After speaking, he ran away without a trace, leaving Chu You alone in the wind.

"Every one of them is half-talking, it's really confusing." Although she kept cursing viciously in her heart, her body was still relatively honest, and her steps towards Tianjun did not stop for a moment.

Liu Meng, who was still flipping through the classics, heard a noise outside, and couldn't help asking the attendant who came back from the door: "What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"

The attendant replied: "It seems that Chu You came here and insisted on seeing you. Chen persuaded her just now, but she didn't listen. She insisted on seeing you."

"This girl, if you don't let her in, she won't let it go." Liu Meng waved his hand, "Don't stop her, let her in."

When Chu You came to him, Liu Meng asked, "Tell me, what is it that you have to come over?"

Chu You: "Ah, it's nothing, I just brought you something and a word for you by the way."

"what?"

"Someone asked me to tell you, please give this thing to Emperor Kaiyang. What Yinghuo said was the attendant next to the emperor."

Chu You put his things on the table and immediately left in a hurry. Tianjun's place is really nothing but books, and he looks lifeless.

[To be continued]