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The music shop was just an ordinary shop. With this disturbance, the shop owner was already scared out of his wits and hid somewhere. The customers didn't dare to enter, and even half a street was empty.

After a day of waiting, Yulixiao felt like he was walking in a pan of oil.

Just as Gou Yue floated up, Nie Shuangcheng came over quickly.

"King Xiao, Mo Wenli did indeed send something over."

Yulixiao quickly got up and took the yellow book from Nie Shuangcheng's hands.

"Speaking of Forgotten Butterfly poison, use the Forgotten Butterfly Stone to cut open the foreheads of the seven female infants who were born on yin years and yin months and yin days, and drip their blood into the spring at the peak of the collarbone mountain. On the night of extreme yin, use the female Nascent Soul as a sacrifice, and take out spring water and the Forgotten Butterfly Stone to refine the Longevity Pill together. Second, by using the blood of seven female infants of yin years to melt the secret lock on the peak of the collarbone mountain, one can obtain the richest treasures in the world. "

"These are all legends, how can they be trusted?" After listening to him finish reading, Nie Shuangcheng could not help but ask angrily, "Moreover, this is too cruel. The person who wrote this should be arrested and dismembered... "

As he spoke, he turned to look at the couch, his face filled with shock. "But, no matter what, the wangfei is still the daughter of the Censor. How could she have had her forehead cut off while she was still a baby? Could it be that old man Censor has made a move on his daughter? "

Yulixiao frowned and continued to read, "Blood in the heart of a lover, flesh in the heart of a lover, tears in the eyes of a lover …"

Mo Wenli said that blood and meat could be obtained, but where did the tears come from? He, a seven foot man, had never cried before! Even at this moment, he could not squeeze out tears!

"With chili? Onion? " Nie Shuangcheng hurriedly suggested.

"Let's give it a try." Yulixiao was anxious and anxious. How could he cry?

"I'll go get it." Nie Shuangcheng walked out quickly.

Yulixiao pulled out his sword. It was easy to cut flesh with blood, but there were no words written on it.

"I have to stab myself in the heart. I have to be ruthless and accurate to bring out three bowls of hot blood." Mo Wenli's faint voice sounded.

"Alright, come down." Yulixiao frowned, and said unhappily. This was an opponent that was both good and evil, an opponent that was both friend and foe. At this moment, he was especially annoyed.

Normally, even if it was as light as a feather, he would still be able to hear the soft sound of Mo Wenli landing on the rooftop, but tonight, his entire mind was focused on Yu Yan. He heard her light breathing, saw her trembling eyelids, and even when they intertwined, they did not separate.

"Oh." He slipped in through the window, and the moonlight fell on his back, making him feel as if he were flying from the moon.

"For a mighty High Lord in martial arts, to be able to come out all the time like this, don't you feel that you've lost your identity?"

Yulixiao turned his head and threw the sword on the table.

How could they say anything about him … A lot of years?

"If King Xiao can't do it, I, this old man, will help you." Mo Wenli gnashed his teeth. He waved his snow white sleeve and his long finger turned into a blade, piercing straight into Yulixiao's heart.

Yulixiao dodged to the side, the black clothed man brushed past Mo Wenli's arm and coldly said: "Mo Wenli, I don't have time to go crazy with you right now. You only need to protect her life;

Mo Wenli stopped and turned to look at him, his face full of astonishment, "You're really giving it to me?"

"Really. If I can obtain all the lands under the heavens, so what if I give you nineteen? But, if you dare to harm nineteen lives, you, Mo Wenli, can forget about ever raising your head and becoming a human, so I will make it so that you will live a life worse than death. " Yulixiao stared at him, his lips curving into a cold smile.

Mo Wenli returned to his snowy sleeves with both hands, held them in front of him and gently nodded: "King Xiao's emotions are stirred, this is not a good thing."

"All people have seven emotions. Six desires, what's so strange about that?" Yulixiao turned and walked to the front of the bed as he stared at Yu Yan: "If I can't even protect my loved one, how can I protect my home country?"

"What if you choose between Yu Yan and my country? Which do you choose? " Mo Wenli took a step forward, and asked while staring at his cold and proud back.

After a moment of silence, Yulixiao lightly said, "There won't be that day."

A gale sprang up, blowing open the carved windows of the Plum Blossom Sparrow Branch. Layers of snow-white muslin danced wildly, and the petals of the peach blossoms seemed to tremble and whirl in the gale.

Mo Wenli's white robe was completely filled with wind, and the devilish smile on his face gradually faded. He lifted off the snow veil, and slowly walked to the front of the bed, looking down at Yu Yan. After a long while, he finally said in a low voice:

"It was planned by a hero, the beauty of the river and the mountain. However, being moved by the King is equivalent to handing over one's weakness to the enemy. "

"You don't need to worry about that. Just tell me, how is the Forgotten Butterfly going to solve this?"

Yulixiao's thick eyelashes drooped. Even so, he was still able to maintain his composure, but his eyes were filled with worry that he was trying his best to hide.

Mo Wenli laughed. As the sleeves in front of him loosened, a slender white finger stretched out and lightly landed on the Forgotten Butterfly mark on Yu Yan's forehead.

"The Forgotten Butterfly s at the collarbone spring shed blood from their tears. The Forgotten Butterfly's intestines will never return. The Forgotten Butterfly's bones will always reminisce the old."

Yulixiao didn't want to hear him recite a poem, he was so anxious that he seemed like he was about to ignite. Mo Wenli's voice was like a snowflake hanging in this room. It had clearly floated up softly, yet it had heavily smashed into his ears.

"The two items in the book are not legends. The treasure trove and the Longevity Dan are both on the collarbone mountain. The few villages near the foot of the mountain were mostly the remnants of the Great Cloud Empire, which had toppled over two hundred years ago. There, they guard the mausoleum of the Great Cloud Empress, who retreated all those years ago to the clavicle Mountain and died in love. "

"Yuxi? Didn't she lead the troops to retreat into the desert and get her heart pierced by ten thousand arrows? "

Yulixiao looked at Mo Wenli in shock. When he was young, he had read about the history of Great Yun Empire before. However, the dynasties were never like this. The victor was the king, and the loser was the bandit. There was no right or wrong.

It was recorded in the annals of history that the last emperor of the Great Cloud Empire, his queen, was the daughter of a great general who was proficient in martial arts and was deeply liked by the empress dowager. Later on, the Cloud Emperor favored the imperial concubine offered up by the Houqing Kingdom's ancestor. When the war began, the imperial concubine would frequently pass on the information to the Houqing Kingdom and the Great Cloud Steel Cavalry would be defeated again and again.

The Queen personally led her troops and fought a desperate battle, but she was still unable to save the Great Cloud Country. She led her followers and was besieged by the desert, and finally killed by a myriad of arrows.

Mo Wenli smiled as he shook his head and slowly said, "Wrong, she retreated back to the mountain with the collarbone. He wanted to wait for Emperor Da Yun to come visit his and live in seclusion deep in the mountains. A month later, however, came the grievous news that the Emperor and his Imperial Consort had committed suicide together. At the beginning of the month, she cut himself on the wrist with a Forgotten Butterfly stone at the collarbone spring. Ah, what a sad and beautiful love … In this world, the most heartless person was also a person. A person could be merciless to the point of forgetting everything, or they could also be sentimental to the point of giving up everything just to protect the little thoughts in their heart. The loyal guards who survived were at the foot of the mountain building villages to guard the tombs of the loyal empress. They had never left for several generations. "

"You mean … Yan Er is a descendant of the Great Cloud Imperial Family? " Yulixiao's eyes turned cold.

"The Great Cloud Royal Family has always prided themselves as being noble and extraordinary. When they were born, they would record the Purple Cloud Sparrow on the inner-side of their right arm. Moreover, two hundred years had passed. Those small villages would often get married to the outside world, and there would no longer be descendants of the Da Yun Country! King Xiao is too suspicious, I was just telling a story. " Mo Wenli laughed and turned to look at him.

Yu Yan only had this red mark on her forehead. Her body was as white as jade and flawless. He shook her head and stared into Mo Wenli's eyes, wanting to find some clues from his expression.

Mo Wenli knew so much that it made him suspicious!

Mo Wenli looked at him quietly, turned and looked at Yu Yan with a face full of regret, and said softly: "So she doesn't have that kind of luck, she's just a little village girl unlucky enough to be born into a yin year or a yin month. Someone must have believed the method written in the book, found Princess Yu Yan and the others and used a Blood Curse on them, but for some reason did not succeed, allowing Yu Yan to survive. "It's a pity that it's been eighteen years …"

As if he had noticed Yulixiao's sharp gaze, Mo Wenli said again, "Oh, these are all said by Sulanqi. He likes to collect these strange things and look for the whereabouts of these treasures."

Yulixiao retracted his gaze, and coldly said: "It seems like Sulanqi and you have drank quite a lot. Mo Wenli, I did not ask you to tell a story, but to tell a story with a Forgotten Butterfly!"

The corner of Mo Wenli's mouth twitched, he withdrew the long finger that he had probed into Yu Yan's forehead and pulled out a green jade hairpin from her hair.

"Eh …" She frowned slightly and moved her eyelids uncomfortably.

Yulixiao quickly bent down, and pulled her cold hand, saying in a deep voice: "Yan'er, don't be afraid, it's me."

Yu Yan immediately quieted down, allowing the needle to pierce deeper and deeper into her body.

The demonic red light followed the thin needle and was sucked into the cyan jade. It immediately shattered on the cyan jade, bit by bit, like a beautiful Resplendent Resurrection Lily.

Mo Wenli shook his head, his expression becoming stern. He stared at the green jade for a while and said:

"I am talking about Forgotten Butterfly. If you don't even know what Forgotten Butterfly are, how will you explain it? The Forgotten Butterfly Stone is extremely poisonous in the first place, and the Clavicle Spring is supreme because of the poisonous blood that the empress used to kill herself, so the two poisons, when mixed together, are completely unable to cure it. "

He took back the blood soaked Green Jade Flowers into the hairpin and saved it up a bit more before slowly turning to look at Yulixiao.

"Although there was a Magus' method at that time to prevent her from immediately taking out the poison, it had concealed itself in her body for eighteen years and had seeped into every bone. I had better choose a beautiful grave for her and let her reincarnate. If she runs fast, I can marry you again before I grow old."

"Do you know how to? If not, then scram! " Yulixiao was finally unable to hold back and grabbed his wrist with a palm.

Mo Wenli's snow-white figure was tossed aside, and like a light feather, he landed beside the window. His expression was still solemn as he stared at Yulixiao and said:

"King Xiao, now it's up to you to bear with it."

"I've already said that as long as you cure them, the Nineteenth and the Bloodsword will be yours." Yulixiao frowned, he slightly raised his chin and stared at Mo Wenli.

He shook his head lightly and pointed his finger at Yu Yan, stressing every single word: "Actually I want her! I want to take her bones and refine the Forgotten Butterfly poison again. This is much better than 19th Princess and Bloody Sword. "

"Someone …" Yulixiao could no longer hold it in, he turned his head quickly, and his sharp eyes pierced straight into Mo Wenli, "Pass this king's order, Cold Water Palace High Lord Mo Wenli …"

"King Xiao, you are fighting for the world right now. It is not a good thing to be trapped by love. Mo Wenli's face sank, and his tone became colder as well.

"Mo Wenli, I didn't know that you would actually be so concerned about my life." Yulixiao sneered as he watched Mo Wenli's killing intent slowly rise.