[Dragon Sword Sword Butterfly] Return to Dust

Dragon Sword/Sword Butterfly

Feng: and "Reminiscing about the Old Fu" are sword butterflies in the middle of a period of time

A wisp of blue smoke is sent into the distant mountains.Flocks of wild geese flew south and landed on the water, dizzying ripples like splashed ink.There were two people on the bamboo raft, and there was no boatman. When the geese approached, the geese flapped their wings as if they were frightened, and flew straight to the blue sky.

But there was a goose that fell behind the team.

The Taoist bent down, picked it up from the edge of the bamboo raft facing the water, and stroked the goose's body over and over again.Probably because of touching the wound, Yan looked at the Taoist with some pain.The Taoist noticed it, and looked at the place he touched just now. The wings of the goose were covered with scars, and several places had already festered.

Seeing this scene, the man in white gasped.The whisk started again, and with a random flick, the raft sailed in another direction.

And the fellows in purple clothes who followed the Taoist just took a sip of the hookah on their backs.Leaning on the reclining chair, the mist of water smoke merges with the morning mist, making the distant mountains more picturesque.

"What? No room?" The blue-clothed boy's tone was a bit annoyed.

"Forget it, Jian Wuji, the master has prepared a room for us, but the road is a bit far."

"Ah, my father-in-law who has no fate would be so kind?"

"Ok?"

"Okay, Diedie ~ follow your instructions and go on."

"Long Su, why don't we give them our room."

"......no."

"Then give me a room?"

"..."

The Taoist voice softly called to the two who were about to leave.

"Is there something wrong?" The woman in pink who was called "Diedie" by the boy in blue was speaking.

"My friend is willing to give you a room we reserved, I don't know the two of you..."

"How about the rent?"

"Just pay it to your next friend."

"Being so kind for no reason?"

"Sword Promise."

"Ah, all right. Make a friend."

"Sword Immortal Trace."

"Jian Wuji, the one next to her is my fiancée..." Jian Wuji was snatched away by Phoenix Die before he finished speaking.

"Swallowtail."

"..."

Jian Wuji immediately clung to Taoist's ear, and said softly, "There is a dad who no one can do."

On Taoist's face, there was a light smile.

Feng Die didn't ask what Jian Wuji said to the Taoist, but instead paid attention to the "friend" mentioned by the Taoist in the conversation with them earlier.It looked even more unfathomable than the man in white in front of him.The luxury of clothes can be seen at a glance.In addition to the pearls, delicate purple crystals hang neatly from both shoulders, matching the color of the clothes.

The arc drawn by the pear vortex arbitrarily, under the gorgeous round fan, reflects the gilt eyes, so that people can't tell whether it is right or wrong.

Here, Swallow Die's gaze has been paying attention to Long Su from time to time, and at the other end, Jian Zi and Jian Wuji are chatting happily.

At this time, the air was filled with the breath of Tan Hua, accompanied by Long Su's footsteps, it seemed far away but near.

Long Su spoke in a very upright Confucian voice: "Jianzi, the yellow flowers are waiting for you."

"A friend's way of hospitality is the same as before. But how can a guest make the host hungry together?"

"You're right. But Master, I've been late for a long time."

"Yeah~ How could my friend not know that the protagonist will always appear last to blind everyone?"

"Jianzi, don't you want to eat?"

The Taoist lowered his head and closed his eyes, as if in deep thought.However, Long Su didn't get an answer.

Long Su called Xiao Er, reheated the food, and sent it to their guest room.Then he went upstairs, Jianzi said goodbye to Jian Wuji and Fengdie without making a sound, and went upstairs too.Feng Die found an empty table and sat down, Jian Wuji followed and called Xiao Er.

......

The nameless fire illuminated the night sky, and the flames scorched the sky. Agitated by the wind, it quickly spread along the weeds on the ground.Sparks shot out along with the choking smoke, and Jianzi was surrounded by scorching flames. In the smoke, there was no trace of Long Su.Jianzi was not in a hurry, he covered his nose and just went out first.

He knocked on the door of the opposite room, but there was no response.Instead, the sound of rubble breaking from the roof was heard.Jianzi turned around hastily, a piece of broken rubble fell to Jianzi's left shoulder unexpectedly, Jianzi flicked the whisk in his hand, his body moved slightly, just in time to dodge, but still cut off a few strands of white hair by the sharpness of the rubble .

Jianzi and Jian Wuji left the inn together.

In the inn not far away, the lights were brightly lit, and several black figures suddenly sprang out, but they all stopped at the same place. Amidst the raging fire, there was still an old mahogany plaque that read: Leisure Inn .

Hearing the sound of the river flowing, Long Su's white hands held the strings of the white jade qin, but the sound of the strings seemed to have a long history, and the purple golden flute in Jianzi's arms seemed to be inductive, and Jianzi, who was walking slowly, led Jian Wuji and Feng The butterfly followed the strings.

A string of strings is sent to you from afar, why is Nan Kebi older?

2015.11.15