Inside the throne room, Jun Shang sat with his chin propped up, fiddling with the string of jade beads in his hands while listening to the Yue Juntian's tearful complaints.
"Jun Shang! Jun Shang! This old official only has this one son, and half of his blood is from the royal family. Jun Shang, you can't just ignore him! If my son is lost, then this old official will also … this old official will also … "When he spoke of his sorrow, he pounded the ground and cried bitterly, his snot dripping onto the gold bricks.
Jun Shang was rather disgusted by this. He wrinkled his nose and squinted his eyes as he persuaded, "Alright, alright, what can crying solve? I didn't say I won't care. "
The Yue Juntian banged his head on the ground and said with tears in his eyes, "Thank you, Jun Shang! Thank you, Jun Shang! Jun Shang, please let the Northern Border Iron Army flatten Dream Butterfly Island as soon as possible and rescue my son! "
"… Let who? Do you think the Northern Border Army can be sent just because you say so? " Jun Shang was rather speechless, "People say that a ride in the red dust makes the concubine smile. I won't go so far as to send an army of a hundred thousand just for one man."
When the Yue Juntian heard this, he pounded his chest and stamped his feet, howling, "Jun Shang! This old official has been alone all my life. My wife died early, and my son — "
"Stop howling! Since you entered this hall, I have already heard this a hundred and eighty times! "Jun Shang held his forehead and said," Listen, I will definitely save your son. But don't even think about the Northern Border Army. It's simply the biggest joke in the world … "
Seeing that the Yue Juntian was about to howl again, saliva on the verge of dripping from his nose, Jun Shang was simply about to go crazy from his disgust. He hurriedly sat up straight and stretched out his hand, "Alright, alright! I'm scared of you. I'll send Lord Xi He over to you. That should be fine, right? "
The Yue Juntian froze for a moment, his snot silently dripping down. He sniffed hard and sucked back the watery liquid, muttering, "But Lord Xi He is only one person after all. It's not completely safe …"
Jun Shang had been pestered by him for a long time, his patience had already reached its limit. Seeing that he was still being picky, Jun Shang couldn't help but be a little angry, "Then you can? If you can, why don't you go by yourself? "
Although Yue Juntian was also an Artifact Refining Grandmaster, he had contracted a strange illness many years ago. Although he managed to survive, his mind and body were not as good as before. Now that he was old, he had to rest for half a day just to walk a few kilometers. Asking him to go to Dream Butterfly Island was simply a fantasy; it was more likely that he would die.
Furthermore, he was a selfish person. Back then, Jiang Yexue had brushed away his face and threatened his interests, so he kicked his son out of the house and made things difficult for him. Although Yue Chenqing was much more favored than Jiang Yexue, how could it be more important than his own life?
Immediately, he shook his head and wept, "It's not that I'm unwilling. If I were still the same as before, I would've personally rescued my son from the demon island! But, but … "
"But what? If you continue to dilly-dally, who knows if your son will still be alive! "
Yue Juntian could only say, "Okay, okay! That was the Lord Xi He! Then I'll have to trouble the Lord Xi He! "
Thus, Jun Shang summoned Mo Xi into the palace. Mo Xi had heard Li Wei's report before, so he had already heard about this matter. After Jun Shang explained a little, he understood.
Although Mo Xi didn't have a good impression of this old playboy Yue Juntian, Jiang Yexue was his earliest comrade-in-arms and they shared a deep relationship. Moreover, Yue Chenqing had been his deputy commander for two years, so he naturally wouldn't refuse.
"But Dream Butterfly Island is an archipelago. Do you have the specific whereabouts of Yue Chenqing?"
Jun Shang said, "Yes, sigh. Fortunately, there is. Otherwise, this matter would've become even more troublesome." As he spoke, he summoned the last messenger bird that Yue Chenqing had sent over.
This bird was formed by spiritual energy. In order to repeatedly listen to Yue Chenqing's cries for help, Jun Shang had already used his own incantation to protect it. Thus, it hadn't disappeared yet.
As Jun Shang chanted the incantation, the bird's beak opened and closed, emitting Yue Chenqing's extremely weak voice, "Fourth, Fourth Uncle … Father …"
When Yue Juntian heard his son's voice, he couldn't help but beat his chest and stamp his feet, crying.
"I, I'm trapped on Dream Butterfly Island! It's, it's all … dark … everywhere is dark … I, I'm dreaming … "Yue Chenqing's voice was also filled with fear and sobbing," I don't know how long I can stay awake … I don't, I don't know what they want to do with me … Hurry and save me … Fourth Uncle … Father … Save me … Wu wu … I'm in so much pain … My blood … They want to … "
But Mo Xi didn't hear what they wanted. When Yue Chenqing reached this point, he couldn't record his voice anymore because his spiritual energy was exhausted.
Jun Shang wrapped the agate and turquoise bracelet around his wrist and asked, "Lord Xi He, did you hear anything?"
Mo Xi muttered to himself for a moment, then said, "Dream Butterfly Island is a demon island where few people go. Because the demons are temperamental and their magic power is unpredictable, cultivators generally don't go there unless they have no other choice."
"However," he paused, "according to the folklore, Dream Butterfly Island is made up of more than twenty islands. Each island is inhabited by different kinds of demons, and their temperaments and habits are as different as heaven and earth. Yue Chenqing provided three pieces of information. First, it's black everywhere. Second, Yue Chenqing can dream. Moreover, Yue Chenqing might not be able to stay awake. Third, those demons seem to be interested in his blood. "
Hearing this, Jun Shang felt that it was rather interesting, so he smiled and touched his chin, asking, "Then if Lord Xi He were to guess, what kind of demon is holding our Yue Chenqing captive?"
Mo Xi said, "Bats."
Yue Juntian let out an "Ah!" and his lips trembled. "Bats … Bats … Yes … Yes … Dream Butterfly Island does have some bats. There is an island of bloodsucking bats …" He started to cry again. "Oh my god! Son, my precious son! "
"However, this is only a guess. The most important thing now is to set off as soon as possible and go to Dream Butterfly Island to investigate."
When Yue Juntian heard that he was about to set off, he hurriedly wiped his tears with his sleeve, choking with sobs, "Thank you Lord Xi He, thank you Lord Xi He!"
Mo Xi said coldly, "I'm not doing this for you, but for your son. You don't have to thank me."
"…" Yue Juntian's lips trembled. He was very clear about the friendship between Mo Xi and Jiang Yexue, and he also understood the meaning behind Mo Xi's words.
Mo Xi was reminding him that he didn't only have one Yue Juntian son in Yue Chenqing. He also had Jiang Yexue, whom he had always abandoned like a worn-out shoe.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere between the two, Jun Shang coughed lightly and said, "There's no time to lose. Lord Xi He, go back to your residence and settle down. Let's set off early."
Mo Xi said, "Yes."
"In addition, take this life crystal with you." Jun Shang waved his hand, and a blue and white spirit stone appeared beside Mo Xi.
The so-called life crystal was a stone that some Chong Hua nobles used when they were born to condense a drop of blood from their umbilical cord. This stone would emit a unique light day and night, until the day the owner died. There was a saying in old news about Chong Hua that it could bring good luck to newborns, so many nobles had such a stone that belonged to them.
"This stone belongs to Yue Chenqing. It's still shining, so there's no need to worry about its life," Jun Shang said. "Keep it by your side. Although it can't show you the way, at least you'll know the situation in Yue Chenqing at all times."
Mo Xi frowned slightly, "… We?"
"Oh, Gu Wang said." Jun Shang said, "Two people have already come to ask me for help, so they must go. One is Murong Chuyi, and the other is Jiang Yexue. "
Mo Xi's eyes suddenly widened, "They're going too?"
Seeing Mo Xi's expression, Jun Shang said, "You don't need to worry about Elder Qing Xu. Although his legs are crippled, he's still a master craftsman. His wooden wheelchair is flexible and has many mechanisms, so he definitely won't be a burden to you. "
"… That's not what I meant. It's just that for this trip, other than Gu Mang, who should be monitored, we must go together. I don't plan to bring anyone. After all, demons are eccentric and unpredictable, and many demons don't like to interact with humans. The more people we bring, the more they'll resent us. "
Jun Shang said, "It's just two more people, but from what you're saying, it's like we're bringing thousands of horses and thousands of soldiers. If I tell you to bring them, then bring them. The more people, the easier it will be. "
Mo Xi couldn't persuade Jun Shang, so he could only return to his residence to prepare.
He didn't have many things with him. Other than some basic talismans and spirit stones, he only needed to bring Gu Mang along.
He couldn't leave this guy behind. Now that Gu Mang's memories were in a mess, if he remembered something he shouldn't, and Mo Xi wasn't by his side, the consequences would be hard to predict.
Moreover, there was one more thing he had to admit —
Whether it was Gu Mang's depravity or Gu Mang's treason, they all happened when he wasn't present. After going through so many things, Mo Xi knew that deep in his heart, he was really afraid of being separated from Gu Mang for a long time.
"Where are we going?" Gu Mang asked Mo Xi when he was packing up his Qiankun bag.
Mo Xi answered, "To save people."
"To save Little White Bird?"
"Yes."
"Just the two of us?"
Mo Xi stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Gu Mang, "No. Murong Chuyi and Jiang Yexue are going too. "
He knew that Gu Mang didn't like to interact with strangers, and he also heard Gu Mang's worried tone, so he asked, "Are you afraid of them?"
"If it's just these two," Gu Mang thought for a while and said, "then it's okay."
When Mo Xi and Gu Mang arrived at the pavilion outside the city, they found that Jiang Yexue and Murong Chuyi were already waiting there. This was a very strange situation — Jiang Yexue and Murong Chuyi were enemies who had nothing to do with each other, especially Murong Chuyi. He didn't even want to look at Jiang Yexue, but at this time, they had the same goal, which was to save people with Lord Xi He.
One of them was sitting in the pavilion, while the other was standing under a pear tree outside the pavilion. They were talking with a distance between them.
The distance was too far, so Mo Xi couldn't hear what they were talking about, but the hostility between them could be felt from ten miles away. Especially Murong Chuyi. He was still wearing a white robe with silver embroidery. He stood with his hands behind his back, and his silk ribbon fluttered in the wind. His handsome and elegant face seemed to be covered with a layer of bone-piercing frost.
When Mo Xi and Gu Mang approached them, they immediately stopped talking.
"Elder Qing Xu, Mr. Murong."
Gu Mang copied Mo Xi and greeted them, "Elder Qing Xu, Mr. Murong."
They hadn't seen each other for a few days, but Jiang Yexue had lost a lot of weight, and his eyebrows were slightly blue. It was obvious that after Yue Chenqing went missing, he had been unable to eat or sleep well. Jiang Yexue said, "Lord Xi He." He then nodded at Gu Mang as a form of greeting.
As for Murong Chuyi, he was never bound by common sense. When he was in a bad mood, he would completely ignore people.
The atmosphere between the four of them was strange, so they went on their way.
Dream Butterfly Island wasn't too far away from Chong Hua Kingdom. With two craftsmen, they naturally didn't need to ride their swords. Jiang Yexue took out a small walnut from his Qiankun Bag. After casting a spell on the ground, it became a flying boat that could float in the clouds and travel a thousand miles in a day.
Jiang Yexue invited Mo Xi and Gu Mang onto the boat, then turned around to look at Murong Chuyi who was under the flowering tree. "Chuyi, you taught me how to make this boat in the past. Later on, I made some adjustments to the blueprint. Now, this core boat can carry more than a hundred people. You should also come up and take a look."
Murong Chuyi coldly said, "I won't take a single step onto your boat. Nephew, you don't have to worry about it. "
Gu Mang was leaning against the side of the boat, watching the show. When he heard these words, he understood in hindsight. He pointed at Murong Chuyi, then at Jiang Yexue. "He called him nephew?"
Then he turned around and pointed at Jiang Yexue, then at Murong Chuyi. "He's his uncle?"
He turned around to look at Mo Xi. "Right, I remember now. The two of them do have this kind of relationship. But I can't see it at all. This uncle seems to be about the same age as his nephew. "
Mo Xi reminded him, "Don't talk too much. Go into the cabin."
But Murong Chuyi clearly heard Gu Mang's words. For some reason, his face became colder than usual.
Jiang Yexue said, "Chuyi, you …"
"Who are you calling?" Murong Chuyi interrupted him. He raised his sword-like eyebrows and said coldly, "Jiang Yexue, you're the son of Yue Juntian's concubine. In terms of seniority, you should call me your uncle. You and Yue Chenqing are my juniors. Don't you think you're being rude by calling me that? "
"… Yes. Uncle, you're right. "
Murong Chuyi snorted coldly. He raised his hand and pinched a pear blossom on his shoulder. The pear blossom turned into a Jiangnan pleasure boat. Like Jiang Yexue's core boat, it was also a spirit boat that could fly.
He entered the pleasure boat, his tall and straight figure hiding behind the light flaxen colored curtain, disappearing without a trace.
Jiang Yexue was silent for a while. He turned around and said to Mo Xi, "I'm sorry, Lord Xi He. I've made a fool of myself."
Mo Xi shook his head and comforted him.
But when the two boats sailed through the vast sky and the sea of clouds, he sat in the cabin and listened to the sound of the wind outside the window. He couldn't help but feel that something was strange.
He felt that the way Jiang Yexue and Murong Chuyi talked was too strange. It was as if they were hiding a secret that no one else knew about. And this secret seemed to make Murong Chuyi feel very conflicted. It even made a person like Murong Chuyi, who didn't care about worldly affairs, deliberately raise the issue of seniority.
So not only did Murong Chuyi not sit on Jiang Yexue's boat, his phoenix eyes flashed with a kind of vigilance. He was silently intimidating the other party — I'm the superior, you're the inferior. I'm the superior, you're the junior. How can I let you cross the line?
Mo Que furrowed his brows. He was wondering why Murong Chuyi was so insistent on stressing this boundary ….
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"Pink Head Poison Only Si Sheng Fan" [There are many friends from Ergou's production team acting in the theater today. Those who have seen Ergou before can skip it ~ ~]
Vegetable Bun: Every science and engineering male god has one or two loyal fans.
Xue Mengmeng: For example?
Vegetable Bun: Chenqing, your fourth uncle is here!
Yue Chenqing: Me, me, me!!! I can do it!!! Fourth uncle, look at me, look at me!!!
Xue Mengmeng: Ha, useless.
Vegetable Bun: Mengmeng, your master is here!
Xue Mengmeng: Me, me, me!!! I can do it!!! Master, look at me, look at me!!!!
Yue Chenqing: …
Vegetable Bun: Every science and engineering male god has one or two loyal fans.
Mo Ran: For example?
Vegetable Bun: Jiang Yexue, your fourth uncle is here.
Jiang Yexue (gentlemanly face): Does my fourth uncle want to get on my boat?
Fourth uncle: Get lost.
Mo Ran: Hahahaha, so embarrassing!
Vegetable Bun: Ergou, your master is here.
Mo Ran (bright face): Does master want to get on my bed?
Chu Wanning: Get lost.
Jiang Yexue: (smile) You're also embarrassing.
Vegetable Bun: Every male god of science and engineering would have one or two loyal fans who would never regret it.
Shi Mei: For example?
Vegetable Bun: Shi Mei, your master is here.
Shi Mei (gentle face): Does master want to admire the flowers? I have a different kind of flower for master to admire.
Mo Ran (kicking leg): Reward you with your Golden Dragon Coiling Jade Pillar p!!
Murong Chuyi: I don't think I have any loyal fans.
Chu Wanning: You're so lucky.
Meat Bun: That's because you don't have a third nephew. Go and thank Yue Juntian for not giving birth!!!
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