[Comprehensive] The Journey of the Protagonist

How can there be butterflies in winter, how can there be butterflies in the fluttering snowflakes?

In the boy's memory, butterflies are always associated with words like spring and flowers that make people weak and slow the sword in their hands. He has been living in the wilderness before, and butterflies only appeared In the mother's story, it only appears in the old paintings she collected.

How could this delicate little life withstand this icy cold wind, how could it withstand this mass of snow and ice that swarmed down?

It dances between the sky and the earth on its own, its thin wings trembling slightly, avoiding the snowflakes one after another, like a light dream, flying freely.

The young man couldn't help but took a step forward. The butterfly lightly danced in a beautiful arc in the air, flapping its pale wings as thin as a cicada's wings, and flew away in the snow-filled sky.

He couldn't help but followed.

His footsteps were no longer so unhurried, and his face was as firm and indifferent as before, like granite, indifferent to everything.But this butterfly seemed to have a strange magic power, which made him curious.

This elf in the ice and snow almost makes people think it is an unintentional illusion.

The boy's footsteps were a little hesitant at first, but he quickly made up his mind and accelerated his pace, but he took every step very calmly, ensuring his basic physical strength.

But this dreamlike pale butterfly was quickly lost in the sweeping white snow, like a wrong eye, it entered another world, this graceful butterfly just inadvertently broke into a place that does not belong to it Now that heaven and earth have discovered it, it has returned to the season of colorful flowers and colorful butterflies, which makes the young man feel a little lost.

But soon, he became vigilant like a cheetah.

Under the snowflakes, there was a carriage parked in front of it.

After the carriage, the shallow wheel marks gradually disappeared under the heavy snow.

In front of the carriage, two hazy figures loomed.

Su Xuan just buried the carved portrait in the snow and was standing in front of the snowdrift.He was wearing a brocade fur trimmed with fluff, which Tie Chuanjia forced him to put on. His body was covered with snowflakes. His face was pale, but his fingers were as rosy and slender as before. As a result, if he hadn't consumed too much mental power just now, he wouldn't even change his face much.

On the other side, Tie Chuanjia, who stood beside him like a loyal dog guarding his master, looked at the uninvited guest in the snow with sharp eyes like a knife.

Su Xuan also turned his head, his hands were folded in his sleeves, his pale face made him look like a nobleman without martial arts skills, but his eyes were bright and gentle, like willow branches sprouting buds in spring, It seems that the shining sea water in summer is full of vitality.

What flashed through the boy's mind was that the weak and tough Lone Butterfly just now was at ease and carefree.

The big man beside Su Xuan, Tie Chuanjia, said respectfully and softly: "It's getting late, young master, you'd better get in the car, there is still a long way to the resting place!"

Su Xuan stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes, and the snowflakes melted in his palm, chilling to the bone.

He looked at the boy, with a smile in his eyes, and took a step forward.

The boy suddenly reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist. His movements were quick and flexible, not at all like the hands of someone who had trekked all the way through the snow and endured the severe cold for an unknown amount of time.

Su Xuan froze for a moment, he stopped in his tracks.After a long time, he seemed to understand what the young man was thinking, and his smile faded away, tolerant and understanding.

The boy's hand did not relax, but his hard eyes flashed.

Su Xuan nodded at him, and with the support of Tie Chuanjia, he lifted the ermine curtain, boarded the pine wood seat, and entered the warm and comfortable carriage.

Just before entering the carriage, he couldn't help complaining helplessly: "You don't need to protect me so tightly, you have to know that I am..."

"Xiao Li Tanhua Li Xunhuan...I know, I know, Li Xunhuan, the third-ranked weapon in the weapon list, Li Xunhuan!" Tie Chuanjia also responded repeatedly, and then sighed: "If you can take better care of yourself from now on, I don't have to babble like an old lady anymore."

Su Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

The carriage rumbled away, leaving the young man standing alone. He was stunned for a moment, and then started walking again.The melting ice and snow flowed down his cheeks to his neck, the ice was piercing to the bone.

But his back is still straight, his figure is slow and firm, like cast iron, no setbacks can make him succumb.

The carriage stopped in front of the inn in the small town. The inn was not big. Due to the wind and snow, it was full of tourists and it was quite lively.

Su Xuan sat at the wine table and drank. He didn't drink fast, but because of a previous event that exhausted his energy, his face became paler, and he couldn't help coughing a few times.

He took out the wood carvings again, until everyone in the restaurant ignored them and started carving on their own.

He had seen everything that happened in this restaurant in the book, and now it was under the perfect control of the Azure Dragon Club, so why did he need to read or listen to it?

The cotton curtain at the entrance of the inn suddenly rolled up, like a wind blowing, and someone was blown in by the wind like snowflakes.

Su Xuan still didn't look up.

He seemed to be concentrating all his attention on the matter of carving, whether it was the bragging of the people in the inn just now, or the arrival of the "Blue Blood Twin Snakes", even if it was Zhuge Lei who lost the "Gail Wind Sword" to the Twin Snakes, It's really worth climbing around the table, and it's not worth his throwing a look.

It wasn't until the boy in the snow finally entered the room, he made a sword move, and used the three-foot iron piece at his waist to insert it into the neck of the white snake in the "Twin Blood Snakes".

Then, Su Xuan also made a knife.

A shiny silver knife stuck in his back and jumped up, stabbing Zhuge Lei's throat in the back of the young man's heart. He finally stopped carving, because the carving knife in his hand was gone.

No one could see clearly when the knife was shot and fell on his throat.

This knife was faster and stronger than in the original book, Zhu Gelei let out some unknown sounds, and fell straight down without saying a word.

The young man was silent for a while, walked up to Su Xuan and looked at him, his smile was fleeting.

"I'll buy you a drink."

Although the beginning is different, the end result is the same.Although A Fei has a beast-like keen instinct, he really can't refuse the pure kindness of others.

He sat with him in the carriage, introduced each other, and began to chat happily until he was blocked by a snowman hiding the remains of the black snake corpse in "The Two Blood Snakes".

The young man named A Fei was quickly persuaded by Su Xuan to leave. Su Xuan knew that he would catch up with the six people who blocked his way and leave them at Xiao Xiaojiu's house in front of him forever.He even left a message naively, hoping to pay off the debts owed by Su Xuan and not owe favors.

He knows everything, but he can't do anything.

So nothing has changed.

He was hit by Miao Langjun Huafeng's "Han Ji San", sitting on a chair, watching Lin Xian'er wearing a green mask, swinging a palm leisurely and chicly, killing the purple-faced Erlang Sun Kui .

Su Xuan sighed: "There are seven poisons in the martial arts world, and the most poisonous is the green demon hand."

Lin Xian'er also looked at her hands, and sighed, "But I'm not 'Green Demon' crying."

She didn't seem to want to talk about this topic, instead she walked around Su Xuan several times and sighed: "Li Xunhuan, Li Xunhuan, in this world, no one can understand you better than me, understand how hard-hearted and cold-blooded you are !"

Facing the lines that were completely different from the plot of the story, Su Xuan didn't think anything different, he still kept a happy smile, and laughed at himself: "I didn't even know that I would be such a person."

"What flows from your heart is icy dark water that has never seen the light of day." She leaned over, staring at Su Xuan with her moving eyes, and a trace of distorted hatred flashed: "What is contained in your bone marrow is the top of the snow-capped mountain." The frozen snow that has not melted for thousands of years."

"Your gentleness is just an appearance, your tolerance is just not caring, your benevolence, your kindness... are all gorgeous clothes, pretending to be in front of the world!"

Su Xuan finally put on a wry smile: "I really don't know, I actually left such an impression on you, Xian'er."

As soon as the word "Xian'er" came out, the man in Tsing Yi, who came suddenly, seemed to be locked in his acupoints, and remained motionless. She stared at Su Xuan, trying to see something from his face.

Su Xuan smiled gently and cheerfully: "But, Xian'er, you are the most beautiful, intelligent and versatile woman I have ever seen."

Lin Xian'er seemed to have been punched hard by something invisible, and she couldn't help but staggered back a few steps.

She looked at Su Xuan in disbelief, and it was hard to imagine that such a compliment came from the mouth of the man in front of her.

"The few days ten years ago were actually the most relaxed, unrestrained and most comfortable days in my time." Su Xuan seemed to recall, with a joyful and joyful smile on his lips.

Lin Xian'er stared at him with wide eyes, as if looking at a terrifying monster.

"Otherwise, why do you think that ten years have passed, but I was able to recognize Xian'er in a disguised state at first sight under such circumstances?" Su Xuan smiled quietly, looking at the girl with a smile on her face. Lin Xian'er in the eerie mask.

"Shut up!" Lin Xian'er finally couldn't help shouting out, she had never realized that her voice could be so sharp, so sharp, like a dying goose stretching out its long neck, making the last cry of her life high pitched.

She looked at Su Xuan without blinking, as if she was afraid that he would stand up and walk towards herself who was like a frightened bird.She backed away in panic, tripped over the threshold, and quickly got up again. She ran away from this horrible house at the fastest speed in her life.

Run away from that scary man.