Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 572 Red Mark

The endless other shore flowers bloom with a strange red color.

Mu Wushuang was intoxicated by it, as if there was a kind of traction in her soul, which made her feel relaxed and happy.

She didn't notice that a stamen of a flower on the other side that she picked from her hand penetrated into her palm like a red mist.

"Shuang'er!"

She vaguely heard the uncle calling her loudly, with a anxious tone, but she had already leaned back and lost consciousness.

When she regained consciousness, she was in a foggy world, and there seemed to be a person in front of her with her back to her, tall and vague, but it felt familiar.

"Who are you?"

she asked suspiciously.

The person on the opposite side slowly turned around, but his face was obscured by a cloud of fog, and she still couldn't see his face.

He seems to be able to disappear with the wind anytime, anywhere.

He stared at himself like that, not moving.

After a long time, in his hand, there was a bunch of other side flowers.

This bunch of other shore flowers then quietly appeared in his hands.

She was stunned.

But suddenly a hoarse voice was heard.

"My dearest love, I have wandered through a hundred thousand pagodas, searched all over the nine heavens and ten places, just for a wisp of your breath.

I don't believe in heaven and earth, I don't worship ghosts and gods, but only you, I hope to have an afterlife. "

Mu Wushuang frowned, "I think you made a mistake."

The ethereal man suddenly walked towards her slowly.

"Shuang'er!"

A cry in her ear, like a thunderclap, woke her up.

Mu Wushuang abruptly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the anxious uncle, who hurriedly wrapped his arms around his neck.

"Uncle Huang, I just had a dream, a man said something strange to me!"

She said in shock.

Long Moshen restrained his violent aura that he wanted to destroy the world, hugged his beloved, and asked her, "What?"

Mu Wushuang suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth wide:

"What did you say? Why can't I remember it all of a sudden!"

She never forgot, how could she not even remember a few words!

But she did suddenly forget, and she couldn't remember how to recall it.

"Shuang'er, don't think about it if you can't remember it, it's not an important thing."

Long Mo rubbed her hair deeply and comforted her gently, but there was a complex dark color in his eyes.

The old Jinlong suddenly said:

"Maybe, this person is the one who repaired the gossip formation for Bronze Town."

Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang looked up at him in surprise.

"Why?" Long Mo Shen asked.

"I checked it out just now. This is the secret realm of the Protoss. There won't be so many other's flowers. These other's flowers were planted by later people."

"And the growth period of these other shore flowers is about 200 years, so it is very likely that the immortal who repaired the Bagua Array for Qingtong Town more than 200 years ago."

The old golden dragon said thoughtfully.

Mu Wushuang was surprised: "Why does he plant so many other flowers here!"

"Maybe this fairy's hobby is to plant other shore flowers everywhere!"

The old Jinlong joked.

Mu Wushuang frowned, she vaguely felt that the man was looking for someone, but she no longer remembered what he said.

But if he really is the immortal who saved everyone in Bronze Town, he should also be a kind and good person.

"By the way, where's the baby?" she asked.

"This is the secret realm of the Protoss. There are some places where we can't enter. Only the Protoss can enter. Let's wait. If he has his own luck, he should be able to come out soon."

Old Golden Dragon Road.

At this time, Mu Wushuang found that Uncle Huang was looking at her hand in a trance. She looked down, and in a trance, she seemed to see a red line on the skin on the back of her hand, like a mark left by someone.

She was about to raise her hand to take a closer look, but the back of her hand was immediately blocked by Uncle Huang's hand. He asked himself gently:

"Shuang'er, what's wrong with you?"

"No, Uncle Huang, don't worry." She smiled.

When Uncle Huang's hand was removed, there was nothing on the back of his hand.

"Huh? Uncle Huang, I seem to have seen a red mark on the back of my hand, did you see it?"

She raised her hand suspiciously.

"There is no red mark, you may have read it wrong." Uncle Huang said to her gently.

Lao Jinlong also smiled and said:

"What red mark? Wushuang, you may be dazzled, I didn't even see it!"

"Is that so? Maybe I saw it wrong."

There are bright red other shore flowers everywhere, maybe she really saw it wrong.

She didn't take it seriously, she forgot it in a blink of an eye, but didn't notice the solemn eyes of Uncle Huang and Lao Jinlong.

They waited here for a few hours. Seeing that the baby hadn't moved yet, they thought that the baby might not come out for a while, while Xiao Xuanxi and Xiao Qinglong were still outside, so they were ready to go out and wait.

When leaving, Mu Wushuang looked back at the boundless red sea of ​​flowers on the other side, a little reluctant to part.

The other side flower, Manzhu Shahua, this kind of flower that blooms on Huangquan Road, probably few people like it.

But she really liked it.

Long Mo took her hand deeply and said to her, "If you like it, I will plant all the holy places of Manzhushahua for you, okay?"

He spread out his other hand, and above it were the seeds of the other side flower that he had collected at some point.

Mu Wushuang was pleasantly surprised, and was very grateful for the sweetness in her heart. She hugged him, gave him a kiss, and said happily, "Okay! Uncle Huang, I love you the most!"

Lao Jinlong expressed his hot eyes, covered his eyes and took a step forward.

Mu Wushuang was greasy and crooked at the emperor's uncle, and he had long forgotten what happened before.

No matter what kind of immortal it is, she only knows that the one who loves her most in this world is only her good uncle!

She bubbling with joy when she thought that Uncle Huang would plant red manjushahua all over the Holy Land for her.

When we went out, it was already dark.

They took out the flying magic weapon and prepared to camp for the night.

Xiaoxuanxi and Xiaoqinglong and Xiaofenghuang were covered in sweat, so Long Moshen had to take his son to take a bath.

Mu Wushuang prepares dinner for his son and the little fox.

After bathing his son, Long Moshen saw Lao Jinlong standing beside him, and he said to his son, "Go to your mother for dinner."

"Good!" Xiao Xuanxi was starving long ago and ran away quickly.

Lao Jinlong came over and said solemnly:

"That's the imprint left by the immortals of the immortal world on her. Although you have hidden the imprint, it is impossible to completely erase it. Maybe one day in the future, that immortal will come down to earth."

Long Mo's face was cold, and he said in a low voice, "Even if it is the Nine Heavens God and Buddha, don't even think about taking her away from me."

Old Jinlong sighed: "Perhaps, Wushuang's past life was the love of that immortal. Otherwise, he would not come down specially, and the Chengxian Bridge would be broken. It would take a lot of effort for him to come down."

Long Mo sneered deeply: "What about the past life, in this life, she is mine."