red butterfly month by month

Her body trembled, and then slowly softened, and she fell on her shoulders as if exhausted. Gongsunyue turned her head to look, but it was Mr. Butterfly who passed out in her arms, and the butterflies that had been flying around them didn't know where she was. When will it turn red again.

Gongsunyue's mind was slightly relaxed, she didn't care about the side, and hurriedly checked his injury carefully, her heart that had just been put down a little bit hung up again:

Internal strength was exhausted, meridians were disordered, lungs and viscera were severely damaged, the pulse was so weak that it could hardly be felt, and bone trauma could be seen in more than [-] places all over the body.

Gongsunyue's eyes were red, but she knew that this was not the time to be sad, so she quickly took out the heart-protecting pills and gave him the first dose, which slightly stopped the bleeding from the serious injuries all over her body, and carried Mr. Butterfly on her back, discerned the direction, and walked quickly .

With the chest and back touching each other, Mr. Butterfly's heartbeat became slower and weaker, and his body temperature also slowly dropped, as if his vitality was gradually fading away.

Gongsunyue was anxious, angry, ashamed and painful, she clenched her teeth to try to calm herself down, and tried her best to speed up her feet, but she couldn't stop a tear from falling across her cheeks and chin, and fell on the fingers around her neck superior.

The slender fingers moved slightly, slowly lifted up with some difficulty, and stroked her cheek, and a deep male voice sounded in the ear, weak but real:

"I can wait until your tears, 18 years, worth it!"

As soon as the words came out, Gongsunyue couldn't hold back her tears, took a deep breath and forced herself to suppress them, saying: "Don't talk, save your energy and save your life first!"

"I'll tell you a secret," Mister Butterfly chuckled in her ear: "Before I marry you, I can't be beaten to death, Mister Butterfly!"

Gongsunyue's eyes were wet, her head was slightly tilted up, and her eyes kept blinking to force back the tears.

"Ah Yue, let me down first."

"No!" Gongsunyue knew that Mr. Butterfly's injury would not last, so she didn't dare to slow down at all, and said fiercely: "Shut your mouth, don't talk anymore!"

"Shh, I know my body myself," Mr. Butterfly rubbed her side face, and said softly, "Be good, let me down first."

Gongsunyue pursed her lips, finally found a clean tree and put Mister Butterfly down.

Mr. Butterfly sat down against the tree trunk, smiled lightly, and closed his eyes slightly. The vigor of his whole body suddenly changed, and there was an ominous black mist churning faintly. Before Gongsunyue could respond, he saw that the black mist was completely absorbed by Mr. Butterfly's body , the black faded away, and what was left was the warm internal force that belonged to Mr. Butterfly that she was familiar with.

Gongsunyue frowned slightly, as if she had realized something in her heart.The black butterfly obviously also belongs to Mr. Butterfly's power. He can control it, but somehow it can also affect his sanity.

After the internal force circulated for a week, Mr. Butterfly slowly closed his posture, tilted his head, and spit out a big mouthful of dark red blood.

Gongsunyue panicked, and hurried forward to help him up: "Mr. Butterfly!"

"It's nothing, it's just congestion." Mr. Butterfly held Gongsunyue's hand with his backhand, and said softly, "It's my fault that made you worry."

As soon as the words came out, Gongsun Yue felt a surge of emotions in his chest, thousands of words were blocked in his throat, and what he blurted out was: "You lied to me!"

Mr. Butterfly raised his hand to caress her temples with some difficulty, and faced her accusation for the first time without wavering: "Ah Yue, no matter what, I won't let you have trouble."

Gongsun Yue grabbed Mr. Butterfly by the collar: "You think you're going to die for me! Can I live alone?!"

Four eyes facing each other.

Mr. Butterfly smiled slowly.His face was haggard and his hair was messy, but there was a kind of beauty that he couldn't take his eyes off under the dim moonlight.

Touching Gongsunyue's hand again, Mister Butterfly said softly: "If I wasn't in this kind of place, I would have—ha!"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's continue on our way!" Gongsunyue turned away, and carried Mr. Butterfly on his back again.

Walking forward quickly, Mr. Butterfly rested his head on Gongsunyue's shoulders, his nose and lips were close to his ears, his breathing intertwined, and his skin depended on each other.

After a long time, Mr. Butterfly said softly, "Ah Yue, I like you so much."

One sentence, seven words, made Gongsunyue's eyes red again in an instant.

Walking along with the moonlight, the person on the back fell asleep at some point, and his heartbeat was still weak.Gongsunyue has never been so clear as at this moment, this man is as reliable as a mountain, no matter how badly injured, he will stand up again; no matter where he is, he will find himself; no matter what the situation is, he will stand In front of her, shelter her from the wind and rain.

……

The jute pipe is soft and the strings are slow, and the smoke is fragrant and the red sleeves are on the east side of the tower;

Pinglan Pavilion covers an area of ​​more than [-] mu, surrounded by water and mountains, with beautiful scenery. Its layout is designed with expert guidance. Green cypresses are dotted among them.Qiluo is the curtain, light gauze is used as the tent, and green lacquer is used for whitewashing, resplendent and magnificent.All kinds of beauties sway and shuttle, it can be said that the wind blows softly, and the night is full of fragrance.

As the first-class place to relieve worries in the first-class prosperous place in the rivers and lakes, Pinglan Pavilion is famous for its music, dancing, singing, beauty and beauty. He has risen to a higher level, even a square person who holds his own identity is also willing to sit on it.

The bustard, Hua Qiyun, was the top card of Pinglan Pavilion when she was young, and later became the owner and bawdmother of Pinglan Pavilion with her long-sleeved and good dancing ability, and she is also the biggest spokesperson of Pinglan Pavilion on the bright side.

Because it was the New Year's Eve, there were many guests coming and going, and there were always sedan chairs and horses in front of the door. Under the supervision of the madam Hua Qiyun, Dieyue and Dieyue mixed in the sedan chairs, entered the Pinglan Pavilion without attracting the slightest attention, and were placed in the In a beautiful other courtyard.

Blonde hair on the couch, exquisite and coquettish features, gooseneck and slender shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, the most eye-catching thing is the delicate snow skin.Mr. Butterfly comes from a foreign country on the sea, and his physique is slightly different from that of the people in the Central Plains. His complexion is naturally jade white, with many bloodstains on it, making his skin as snowy as jade, which makes people unable to take their eyes off it.

"Tsk tsk! Beautiful face, good figure, flawless body, what a natural stunner! I don't know what he will look like with his eyes opened and a pair of glazed pupils!" Hua Qiyun was amazed for a while: "This is your butterfly. Jun? With such good looks, you actually went to become a killer, what a waste of money!"

Hua Qiyun loves beauties by nature, and regardless of gender, she only judges high or low by her appearance.When I met Mr. Butterfly, I wished I could pounce on him and play with it in my hand, but I didn't worry about the other party waking up suddenly and killed her with a knife.

Knowing her temperament well, Gongsunyue stretched out the folding fan to separate people, pulled up the gauze and was lightly covering Mr. Butterfly's body, then turned to thank you solemnly: "Sister Hua, thank you very much this time!"

Ruyi Villa and Pinglan Pavilion had a jewelry business relationship. Gongsunyue and Hua Qiyun, who is also a madam, are also old acquaintances. This time, it is another fate to use the wind chime to protect this place.

"Seeing the wind chimes by leaning on the fence is like seeing my lord. Fourth Young Master, you don't need to thank me. You and Mr. Butterfly live here temporarily, just live in peace of mind, and feel free to speak when you need it. If you want to send a message or inquire about information, go directly to the courtyard. The tortoise old Litou will do."

Gongsun Yue nodded and thanked again.

"By the way," Hua Qiyun nodded her chin: "I have a piece of news to tell the Fourth Young Master."

"News?" Gongsun Yue was taken aback for a moment, and then he had a flash of inspiration: "But the battle in Kongyun Valley?"

Hua Qiyun nodded, and glanced at the unconscious person on the bed: "Speaking of which, if it weren't for your Butterfly being unconscious now, I really wouldn't have the guts to come over to see him like this. A battle in the empty valley may be possible Call it a battle, no second-rate or lower masters participated, the casualties totaled 63 second-rate masters, 120 first-rate masters, 32 near-innate masters, 17 innate masters, and it is said that all of them were killed by Mr. Butterfly."

Gongsun Yue frowned greatly.There are also strengths and weaknesses in the innate realm. Mr. Butterfly's cultivation may be higher than that of ordinary innates, but he is definitely not at the level where he can kill dozens of innates with one force. There must be something strange...

Gongsunyue narrowed her eyes: black butterfly!

"Rumours abound in the rivers and lakes now, and rumors from all walks of life are hustle and bustle. For a while, red butterflies, black butterflies, and even hell Shura came out. Fortunately, all the big shots present at that time," Hua Qiyun pointed upwards: "Those hands and eyes The master of Tongtian didn't add any further words on this matter, and in the end he decided on the duel between Jianghu and Jianghu."

"Jianghu duel?" Jianghu duel is the most common method used by martial arts practitioners to resolve personal grievances.As long as it is characterized as a duel between rivers and lakes, it has nothing to do with right and wrong.

"Yeah, it's been rumored in the Jianghu that your butterfly is also a talent. Jianghu duels are common, and there are also one-to-many ones, but this is the first time I've heard that there are as many as one pair of 230 eight masters. By the way, there is one more thing that should be done." Let me tell you," Hua Qiyun said, "Baixiao Pavilion released the news that the Dragon Vein Genealogy is a conspiracy and manipulation, and all those involved have been killed."

Gongsunyue didn't see any waves on her face, but she clenched the folding fan tightly in her hand.

Hua Qiyun didn't notice it, and continued: "When your butterfly wakes up, you should also be able to ask him. It is rumored that those who openly wanted to punish Lord Butterfly because of the dragon's veins in Kongyu Valley were all there. within."

Gongsun Yue's heart trembled.

……

18. I don't wake up, I don't wake up

Back in the room, the shock in Gongsunyue's heart still hadn't dissipated, and her thoughts were confused for a while, so she got up and sat in front of Mr. Butterfly's bed, holding the other's hand, feeling his steady pulse, and finally calmed down slowly.

He couldn't help but recall all the things the two of them had planned for the genealogy of the dragon's veins these days. With this thought, his mind suddenly moved, and he found something strange in it.

Mr. Butterfly does act a little differently from ordinary people, it is only due to his personality, although he is a killer, he is not bloodthirsty, after all, in his opinion, killing people requires money, killing for nothing is equivalent to losing money.

According to the original discussion between the two, Long