red butterfly month by month

The pulse spectrum is to be made public, not to stop killing with killing.She used the drug to stun Mr. Butterfly on her own. It was a temporary idea. If Mr. Butterfly saw through her plan and returned it to him in the same way, it should also be a temporary idea.

On the spur of the moment, within two hours, can you change from a plan to make the dragon's veins public to the public, and turn into a massacre for a single disagreement, and even happen to kill all the people behind it?

Gongsunyue's eyes flashed sharply: "It's very good! Should I praise you well, huh? You really deserve to be Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly, who is good at calculating!"

"..." Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly, who is good at calculating, fell asleep with an innocent face.

Gongsun Yue is full of evil fire and has nowhere to go.

If killing all the people behind him is his real plan, when did this plan start?

'Ah Yue, no matter what, I won't let anything happen to you. '

The words imprinted in her heart sounded, and Gongsun Yue squinted her eyes.

……

Know-it-all came out for a stroll leisurely.

As soon as the battle of Kongyun Valley came out, the entire martial arts world was shocked.The last time there were so many congenital deaths was the battle of Confucianism 37 years ago, and the battle between Beichen and Barbarians 56 years ago, both of which were major events involving super-big sects and dynasties. Seventeen innate masters, followed by a big reshuffle of the various forces behind them, the news is flying all over the sky, Baixiao Pavilion's business is so busy, and the income in one day is more than in the past half a year!

"Sure enough, it's Qian Die! It's money every time it flies!" Bai Shitong was still feeling emotional, and a person suddenly turned out from under the willow tree in front of him.

"Ah, it's Mr. Gongsun! It's a pleasure to meet you! Your family Qian Die, ah no, I don't know how Mr. Butterfly is doing now?"

Beston witnessed the massacre of Mr. Butterfly almost all the way that day, and Baixiaoge was also the first organization to send people into the dense forest to investigate the news. They found all the corpses in the valley battlefield at that time, including the corpses of seventeen congenitals, But they have never found any trace of Mr. Butterfly, and can only confirm that he is the last person alive.

Butterfly does not leave the moon, as long as Mr. Butterfly is still alive, even if it is difficult to show up because of the current limelight, he will definitely find a way to tell his relatives, Ayue, about him.

"He, he is very nice, very relaxed!" Gongsunyue almost burst out the words from between her teeth, unfolded her folding fan, and said directly: "I want to buy a piece of news from Your Excellency!"

"Hey, with the friendship between Qian Die and me, why should we talk about whether to buy or not! Mr. Gongsun, you can tell me everything you say, and you can say everything!" Bestino patted his chest to reassure.

"Sure enough, it's a good friendship!" Gongsun Yue folded the fan and said, "I want to ask, who first released the news that Mr. Butterfly controls the dragon's veins?"

"Ah! This..." Beston looked at Gongsunyue's face carefully, and laughed aloud, "This involves customer privacy, so it's really inconvenient to disclose! Hehe, it's inconvenient! Why don't you change the question, Fourth Young Master?"

"Okay, let's change the question!" Gongsunyue put her hands behind her back and looked directly at Know-How: "Did Mr. Butterfly pay to increase the promotion of this news?"

"Ah ha ha ha ha, the fourth son was joking, and Mister Butterfly is not stupid, how could he do such a thing?" Baishitong laughed dryly, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

"That's right, he's not stupid, and neither are you, the only one who is stupid is Gongsun Yue!"

"Haha, the fourth son is really good at joking!" Bai Shitong forced a smile, and said to himself: "Qian Die, you have a big mistake, brother will not be able to stop it!" '

"The last question, is he staring at the person behind this news all the time, and have all these people received invitations to the Battle of Kongyun Valley?!"

"Haha, hahaha," Baishitong laughed dryly, and finally shut up under Gongsunyue's scrutiny, and said with an apologetic smile: "Well, Qian Die has a deep affection for you, the fourth son, which is always a good thing, isn't it?"

"Yes! It really is a good thing! Very good! Very good! Your Excellency, please go ahead, Gongsunyue bid farewell!"

Watching Gongsunyue disappear, Baishitong patted his forehead: "Qian Die, Qian Die, I'm afraid you will kneel and wear a washboard this time. My brother is not good enough, so I can't keep you! But who told you to find such a tough guy?" My wife! Dieyue Shura field, it is better not to get involved! Speaking of the fog on the sea, maybe there is something that I need to take a look at? Yes! It must! Opportunity is ahead, I want to go to sea! Go today! Go now! Go immediately! Go go!"

……

Leaning on the phoenix dance courtyard, Mr. Butterfly is still asleep.

This is already the fifth day the two have been here.

Mr. Butterfly's previous injuries, especially the meridian injuries, always healed three points faster than ordinary warriors. Gongsunyue always thought it was because of his skills, because Mr. Butterfly's inner strength was warm and harmonious, and he had helped her several times. Healing will significantly speed up her recovery.

This time, it was obviously much slower than normal, and even worse than ordinary people. You can guess without thinking, it must be because of the use of black butterflies.

Gongsunyue sat on the head of the bed and lifted Mr. Butterfly into her arms, pinched his chin with his left hand and squeezed slightly, Mr. Butterfly opened his mouth slightly, and poured the warm soup into his mouth spoon by spoon.

Mr. Butterfly, who is not awake, is very obedient and cute, with exquisite and gentle eyes, just like when he was asleep, he never kicked around, fed medicine, water, cleaned up and wiped himself very well, and was as aggressive as the one when he was awake. It is completely different from the mouth-pao butterfly that flies to the sky side by side with the sun.

Facing such a little butterfly covered in bruises, Gongsunyue couldn't vent her evil fire, so she could only stretch out her fingers and poke his straight nose like venting her anger:

"You……"

With the passage of time and the reshuffling of the forces of all parties, the news of the First Battle in Kongyun Valley spread more and more widely. Even with the control of the martial arts leaders in various domains, the rumors about Mister Butterfly continued to intensify in private.

The rumors of the black butterfly continue to spread, and in the process of spreading, it has been dubbed a recognized name. The death butterfly is said to represent the nightmare from death. The soul-eating blood prison bone demon has become an essential medicine for the new generation to stop children's night crying.

And the real black butterfly Bendie was lying obediently on the bed, just sleeping with his head covered, not thinking about it at all.The so-called incarnation of black butterflies, the rumored composition of the killing array, 26 letter butterflies, are scheduled to come to Mr. Butterfly's bed every day for a while. In the past, I was even more perverted, making troubles every day, burning this, pushing that, pushing half-eaten fruit to the ground if I didn't want to eat it, burning the teapot if the tea taste was not suitable, and so on.Listen as soon as you say it, and commit it when you turn around; admit your mistakes honestly, and resolutely do not correct them.

After several days of intensive care and treatment, the wounds on Mr. Butterfly's body have mostly healed up, except for the three deep bone knife wounds that still ooze a little.Gongsunyue wiped off the blood carefully, applied a thick layer of light green gel produced by Yinchuan on the wound, and bandaged the wound again.

Pulling the brocade quilt to Mr. Butterfly's chin, lightly tucking the corners of the quilt, Gongsun Yue put down the curtain, got up and went out with the tray.

With the sound of closing the door, the footsteps went away, and the red butterflies playing in the courtyard suddenly soared into the air, gathered in groups in an instant, flapped their wings and rushed into the inner room from the window, flying up and down around the wooden bed.

"Chattering, butterfly chattering, this sentence is absolutely correct when used to describe butterflies! Poor Mr. Butterfly just woke up from a serious injury, sleepy and exhausted, and you have 26 mouths nagging and giving you a headache, what a life! Well, don't make noise Already, line up and talk one by one!"

With the continuous report of the Alphabet Butterfly Group, Mr. Butterfly felt that his head, which had just recovered, suddenly hurt even more.

"Damn you know everything! A news dealer can't even deal with true and false news! Alas, I still can't hide it. She is indeed a clever and wise Ayue! I like it so much~" Mr. Butterfly nodded his temple: "You say, I am Should I continue to pretend to be asleep, or should I just gossip and get away with it? Hmm?"

Alphabet butterfly group flapped its wings to help him out.

"Confess your mistakes? To put it bluntly! Ah Yue hates my misconduct the most! This secret plot, deceitful design, random killings, and black butterflies, if we really want to tell them all, we are not sticking to Yinchuan for 18 years, but It's been 36 years!"

The little butterflies mercilessly exposed him.

"Needless to say, she also knows? That's right, my Ayue is so smart and knows me so well, what can't be guessed! But! Guessing is one thing, but whether Mr. Butterfly recognizes it is another matter!"

Hongdie continued to flutter.

"It's not called pretending to be stupid, it's called the love between husband and wife, you butterflies don't understand! Let's all go, let's all gather around here, because I'm afraid Ah Yue won't know if I'm awake?! Have this spare time Tweeting, why don't you go and gather other people to help me make Ah Yue happy, it's a serious matter!"

Alphabet Red Butterfly rushed away, Mr. Butterfly reached out and rubbed his temples.

"What a headache!"

The sequelae of using the Black Butterfly have not completely disappeared, and the impact of returning decades of memories cannot be relieved by a night's sleep.Mr. Butterfly sighed faintly, propped himself up and sat cross-legged, with his eyes slightly closed, his qi transported to his dantian.

Whether Ah Yue wants to fight or scold is a matter between the two of them, after all, the most important thing is to restore her strength.

……

19. Nightmare

Gongsunyue walked into the room, Mr. Butterfly collected his energy and slowly opened his eyes.

Faced with each other in April, the hatchback was slightly startled.

"Ah Yue—" Mr. Butterfly spoke first, as if about to get up, but his body swayed, as if it was difficult to support.

Before Gongsunyue could react, someone had already come to the bedside to support her, and Mr. Butterfly held her hand,