The endless red flowers bloom in a strange red color.

Mu Wushuang was intoxicated with 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 the other side flower picked in her hand penetrated into her palm like a red mist.

"Shuang'er!"

She vaguely heard the emperor's uncle calling her loudly, his tone was anxious, but her body had already leaned back and no longer had consciousness.

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

"Who are you?"

She asked in confusion.

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

He seemed to be able to pass by the wind anytime, anywhere.

He stared at himself like this, without moving.

After a long time, a bouquet of red shore flowers was added to his hand.

This bouquet of red shore flowers then appeared quietly in his hands.

She was stunned.

But suddenly I heard a hoarse voice.

"My dear love, traveling through hundreds of thousands of pagodas, searching for the nine heavens and ten earths, just for a wisp of your breath.

I do not believe in heaven and earth, nor do I worship ghosts and gods, but you are the only one, I hope to have a next life.”

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

The vague and ethereal man suddenly walked towards her slowly.

"Shuang'er!"

A shout in his ear awakened her like a thunderous sound.

Mu Wushuang opened his eyes suddenly, and what caught his eyes was the anxious uncle. She hurriedly hugged his neck.

"Uncle Emperor, I just had a dream. A man said something strange to me!"

She said uneasy.

Long Moshen tried hard to restrain his violent aura of wanting to destroy the world, hugged his beloved tightly, and asked her, "What do you mean?"

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

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

She never forgets everything, so how could she not even remember a few words!

But she did forget it suddenly, and she couldn't remember it even if she recalled 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 flowing in his eyes.

The old Jinlong suddenly said:

"Maybe, this person is the one who repairs the Bagua Formation for Bronze Town."

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

"Why?" Long Mo asked deeply.

"I just investigated it. This is originally a secret realm of the gods. There will be no more red shore flowers. These red shore flowers were planted by later people."

"The growth period of these red spider lilies is about two hundred years, so it is very likely that the immortal who repaired the Bagua Formation for Qingtong Town more than two hundred years ago."

The old golden dragon said in a pondering manner.

Mu Wushuang was surprised: "Why did he plant so many red spider flowers here!"

"Maybe this immortal's hobby is to plant the other side of the river everywhere!"

Old Jinlong joked.

Mu Wushuang frowned. She vaguely felt that the person seemed to be looking for someone, but she could no longer remember what he said.

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

"By the way, where is the little baby?" she asked.

"This is the secret realm of the gods. We cannot enter some places, and only the gods themselves can enter. Let's wait first. If he has his own experience, it will not take long to come out."

Old Golden Dragon Road.

At this time, Mu Wushuang discovered that the emperor was in a daze when he looked at her hands. She looked down and seemed to see a red line in the skin on the back of her hands, like a mark left by someone.

She was about to raise her hand and look carefully, but the back of her hand was immediately blocked by the emperor's hand. He asked herself gently:

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

"No, you don't have to worry, uncle," she smiled.

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

"Huh? Uncle Emperor, I just saw a red mark on the back of my hand. Did you see it?"

She raised her hand and said in confusion.

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

Old Jinlong also said with a smile:

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

"Is that so? Maybe I've read it wrong."

There are bright red red flowers everywhere here, maybe she is really dazzled by the way.

She didn't take this matter seriously, and she forgot it in a blink of an eye, but she didn't notice the solemn eyes of the emperor and the old Jinlong.

They waited here for a few hours, and saw that the baby had not moved yet, and felt that the baby might not come out for a while. Xiao Xuanxi and Xiao Qinglong were still outside, so they prepared to go out and wait.

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

The other side of the river, Manzhu Shahua, this kind of flower blooming on the road to the underworld should rarely be liked.

But she really likes it.

Long Moshen held her hand and said to her: "If you like it, I will plant the entire city of Manzhu Shahua for you, okay?"

He spread his other hand, and there were the seeds of the red shore flower that he had collected at some time.

Mu Wushuang was very surprised and felt very grateful and sweet. She hugged him and kissed her, and said happily: "Okay! Uncle Emperor, I love you the most!"

Old Jinlong said that he was so angry that he would take the lead by covering his eyes.

Mu Wushuang was facing the emperor's uncle, and had long forgotten all the things that had happened before.

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

When she thought that the emperor would plant the red Manzhushahua for her, she was so happy that she bubbling.

When I went out, it was already dark.

They took out their flying spirit weapons and prepared to camp for the whole night.

Xiao Xuanxi and Xiao Qinglong and Xiao Fenghuang were sweating all over, so Long Moshen had to take his son to take a bath.

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

After bathing his son, Long Moshen saw the old Jinlong standing aside. He said to his son: "Go and have dinner with your mother."

"Good!" Xiao Xuanxi was already hungry and ran away quickly.

The old golden dragon came over and said solemnly:

"That is the mark left by the immortals in the fairy world on her body. Although you have hidden the mark, it cannot be completely erased. Maybe one day in the future, that immortal will come to the earth."

Long Moshen's face turned cold and he said in a low voice: "Even if it is the Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas, don't even think about taking her away from me."

The old Jinlong sighed and said, "Maybe, Wushuang's previous life was the love of the immortal. Otherwise, he would not have come down specially. The bridge of immortals was broken, and it would take a lot of effort to come down."

Long Mo sneered deeply: "So what about the past life? She is mine in this life."
Chapter completed!