red butterfly month by month

See your heart clearly before making a decision.May you be safe, dear.

Gongsun Yue'

"Ah——" a long roar, Mister Butterfly's whole body exploded with energy, setting off thousands of waves of air, Ye Shuyang and Zhang Miao couldn't help but take a few steps back together to avoid the sharp edge.

"It's another move! It's another move! Don't you get tired of playing after 18 years?!"

The yellow dust and fallen leaves were still in the air, and Mister Butterfly forced her over aggressively: "Am I not good enough for her? Am I not obedient enough? Do whatever she likes about me, and change whatever she hates! I Guarding her body like jade, throwing gold for her, pretending to be a woman for her, doing all the things that can and cannot be done, but she! She always does this! Because of this wild man, I, and, go!"

Ye Shuyang, who was inexplicably shocked by the 'wild man', watched the crystal tears rolling out of the pair of glazed pupils, and looked at Zhang Mao in disbelief: "He cried!"

Zhang Mao nodded calmly: "Just get used to it."

Mr. Butterfly's face was full of gloom and coldness: "Where did she go?"

"I don't know."

"Then when did she leave?"

"I don't know."

"Mr. Lanyi Zhangmao!"

Zhang Mao twirled the orchid branch lightly, and the ice petals brushed away, dispelling the murderous aura: "You should first find out why she left."

"Huh!" Mr. Butterfly snorted coldly, brushed his slender fingers across his cheeks, and wiped away the tears.

"From the moment you made up your mind to chase her, what happened today is inevitable." Zhang Mao raised his eyes to look at Mr. Butterfly, his eyes touched the pair of water-soaked eyes that became more and more crystal clear, and he couldn't help but move his fingertips slightly, and paused. After a pause, he said again: "Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly, you were the one who saw the most clearly from the beginning to the end. She left you this period of time."

Mr. Butterfly said nothing, and snapped his fingers with his left hand, and 26 red butterflies with golden patterns appeared around him, dancing up and down.Raising his hand, 26 red butterflies soared into the air and scattered away.

"There are still a few altars of fine Huayuehong in the other courtyard." Zhang Mao said suddenly.

Mr. Butterfly sneered, his body turned into a red butterfly and disappeared.

Zhang Mao shook his head, turned to Ye Shuyang, and bowed slightly to salute: "Senior Ye."

Ye Shuyang also put away his sword, and wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. He just felt that everything today was completely inexplicable, so he shook his head and said, "That's the end of today's matter, but someone will eventually ask him for the matter of cultivating evil masters." A statement."

Zhang Mao nodded: "Zhang Mao will tell Mr. Butterfly."

"He..." Ye Shuyang's face was tangled, he hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head: "That's all." There are not a few people in Jianghu who have weird temperaments. Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly is known as mad, and it is not unusual for him to behave differently from ordinary people .

The two parted at the intersection, Ye Shuyang went by himself, Zhang Miao strolled back to the other courtyard, and saw Mr. Butterfly leaning under a tree drinking wine, he said he was drinking, but in fact he was just drinking slowly.

Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly has never been someone who drank his sorrows away.

Zhang Mao's heart moved slightly, and with a twist of the orchid branch in his hand, an orchid ice petal floated out and fell into the wine jar in front of Mr. Butterfly.

"The top-grade June Red is mixed with orchid flavor, which is quite interesting." Mr. Butterfly drank it down, squinting his eyes to savor it.

"Except for Fourth Sister, you are No.1 who has ever drank this wine."

"Ha, you're so friendly to me that it sends shivers down Butterfly's spine."

"I usually treat you badly?" Zhang Mao raised his eyebrows.

"That's a very profound statement, it's hard to answer." Mr. Butterfly refilled two cups, pushed one to the opposite side, and asked casually, "The lunatic is gone?"

"..." With such a face, he called others crazy.

Zhang Mao sat cross-legged on the opposite side: "The matter of cultivating evil masters is not over yet."

"Tsk, a man of righteousness!"

"how?"

"No, I like to do things that don't benefit me!"

Zhang Mao drank from a cup and said, "I want to go back to Ruyi Villa, how about you?"

"Yinchuan Butterfly Valley."

"Huh? Not like you."

"She doesn't want to see me, so what can I do besides guarding the vacant room alone," Mr. Butterfly said quietly, "Will she be blocked in the villa and not let her come back?"

Zhang Mao shook his head, and took out an exquisite flat box from his sleeve and handed it to Mr. Butterfly: "I saw it by chance when I was traveling, and I think it is very suitable for you."

Mr. Butterfly opened the box, and saw a red velvet interlining, the size of an adult man's palm, with spread wings. It was lined with fine gold silk, red translucent soft smoke, with golden patterns and red wings, lifelike.

Mr. Butterfly hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and said: "Thank you very much." He took out the golden butterfly and pinned it on his left shoulder. His original one was folded in Kongyun Valley, and he never found a suitable one.

With a movement of the body, the red butterfly fluttered its wings and wanted to fly. Mr. Butterfly plucked the butterfly's whiskers in satisfaction and asked, "How is it?"

Zhang Mao smiled, "People are more beautiful than flowers."

Mr. Butterfly rolled his eyes, drank the last drop of wine in his glass, and casually picked up the half-drinked wine jar: "I took the Huayuehong mixed with orchids away." After saying that, his figure scattered and turned into several red ones. Butterfly disappears.

The wine cup in Zhang Mao's hand was still wet, he slowly drank the liquid from the bottom of the cup, shook his head: "The wine has lost its taste." He also got up and left.

……

"One hates a man who can't do anything, and the other hates a confidante who is ruthless;

The third hate is true idiot, the fourth hate has no liver and no lungs;

The five hates are cold and cold, and the sixth hate is misleading people;

Seven hate love to death, eight hate can't stop scolding;

Nine hates not being thorough, ten hate beating her and hurting me;

Eleven hates to be reluctant to fight, twelve hates, butterfly, should! "

Mr. Butterfly slid his fingers across the strings, and sighed faintly: "No one listens to my heart, tears of red candles, rain of sycamore trees, wet marks don't dry, drip until dawn, alas——"

"Since you have something on your mind, why don't you ask her to explain it clearly, instead, you're here alone, resentful and resentful like a little daughter-in-law?"

A clear and bright male voice came from behind the tree, and a pale young man walked out from the shadow of the tree.But it is Mr. Butterfly's acquaintance, and the personal attendant of Gongsun Yuejie's brother Si Shengli, Duanfeng.

Si Shengli founded Diluosi at the northwest junction, and once paid a lot of money to ask Mr. Butterfly to clear up the obstacles. After that, the two sides also had many life transactions.When Duanfeng was young, his family suffered a change, and he was rescued by Si Shengli when he was seriously injured, and he stayed by his side ever since.Due to the serious trauma and root cause of the year, he has always looked sick and weak. He has a sharp tongue, extraordinary scheming, and is very good at concealed weapons. He has been in charge of negotiating with Mr. Butterfly.

"I'm in a bad mood, I don't accept business." Mr. Butterfly said coldly.

"You might as well listen to your partner first," Duanfeng said with a good-natured smile, "Luo Yuntang, a jade man with thousands of faces."

Mr. Butterfly wrinkled his nose: "Isn't he your master's subordinate?"

"Luo Yuntang plotted secretly in Di Luosi, and successively murdered many heroes in the interior. The master also noticed the clues recently. Unexpectedly, the servant was very alert, and immediately defected when he sensed danger. He had followed his master for a long time, and knew Di Luosi. There are many confidential joints, once betrayed, it will cause great disaster. This person is only first-class in skill, but he is extraordinary in escapism. Di Luosi sent out many people to hunt him down, but he escaped. Now he doesn't know how to operate. The forces of the Back-tailed Scorpion are hiding in the chaotic land in the Southwest." Duanfeng smiled and said, "It's against the rules to tell you so clearly, but because of our friendship, we don't have to hide it from you. It's just to let you know that this person is a An outright bad thing, with countless lives in his hands, taking his life is justified."

"Good things, bad things, what's the difference!" Mr. Butterfly plucked the strings with his fingers and snorted coldly.

"Is this your latest insight?" Duanfeng said with a smile: "Mr. Butterfly, you are a believer in the inherent evil of human nature, and you never care about good and evil. If you don't care, then why not take her ideas as your own?" Woolen cloth?"

"Her idea is to let me put down the knife in my hand, and I'm ready to listen." Mr. Butterfly glanced at him indifferently.

Duan Feng was unmoved, and continued with a smile: "Although lovers should be pampered, seeking common ground while reserving differences is the way to get along with each other for a long time. Blindly obeying and accommodating will only make life boring. After all, you will spend a lifetime with each other. What do you think?" ?”

"Two faces and three swords." Mr. Butterfly snorted coldly.

"Haha, I prefer another way of saying it, which is called acting according to the situation."

Mister Butterfly rolled her eyes: "For her sake, you won't be charged for the conversation, and the money will be kept away, not given away!"

Duanfeng smiled lightly, and bowed to salute: "Thank you, farewell." After saying that, he left.

Mr. Butterfly brushed his blond hair.

Southwest...

38. Polar Night Blood Bat

Happy City is a city hidden in the mountains and forests. The terrain is dangerous and isolated from the outside world. It is a world of its own, and it is the most prosperous place in the chaotic Southwest.

Here are the strongest wine, the most fragrant meat, the most profligate male and female prostitutes, the craziest sex casino, and the bloodiest arena for humans and animals. There is no law but a law of its own.

"It's really a disgusting place!" Hongdie led the way, and Mr. Butterfly walked through the inner city, saying to himself: "Ah Yue, if I came here for you, Butterfly would only be happy in my heart; When I got here, I only felt sick. You see, I really love you and not money! Ah! Oh, this time the butterfly really got hot to the eyes!"

On the street, a fat, ugly man with a bare chest and a patch of dark hair came towards him, hugging him from left to right.On the left is a young woman with a voluptuous figure and a beautiful face, while on the right is a handsome young man with an orchid temperament. Under the brilliance of the two, the man in the middle is even more rough and greasy. The corners of Mr. Butterfly's eyes twitched, and he immediately looked away. Turning to the side, he picked a pleasing eye wash from the passers-by.

Among the crowd, the tall and handsome man who was caught by Mister Butterfly stood on top of the black horse with extraordinary momentum, and he turned his face sideways when he noticed Mr. Butterfly's gaze.

The four eyes met, the handsome man raised his brows slightly, knocked his feet lightly, and the royal horse stepped forward, followed by six handsome attendants on horseback.

The steed stopped in front of him, and the people immediately looked at Mr. Butterfly, and Mr. Butterfly also raised his head to look at the passer-by: "Sir, although I know that I am beautiful, I don't need to look at you too much."