Longevity: The Flawless Dream

The scenery of Yinchuan Butterfly Valley is undoubtedly quite beautiful.There are beautiful forests, beautiful butterflies, beautiful rivers, beautiful gold, and beautiful Mister Butterfly.

Uh, except for the last one.

It's a pity that both of them have no intention of admiring such a beautiful scenery at the moment, Yijian Fengchan has "disappointment" in capital letters all over his face, and Mr. Butterfly has a sad and sad face.

The root of the matter began three days ago.That night, Feng Chan came to the door with a sword as promised, and the fierce sword energy broke through the seal of Gongsunyue's golden statue. Seeing that Mr. Butterfly's eyeballs in ecstasy were stuck to Gongsunyue who was in a coma, he lost the interest in the duel for a while. Simply postponed the date of the competition for three days.Just as he was about to leave after speaking, he saw two golden palms flying from outside the sky.Mr. Butterfly's body is light and nimble, even with the weight of Gongsunyue, he can easily avoid it. Feng Chan's body skills with one sword are not inferior to Mr. Butterfly, so naturally there is no reason why he cannot avoid it.It's just that the news of the legendary duel between him and Mr. Butterfly in the northern region's sword world has been spreading all over the rivers and lakes these days, attracting a large number of people from the rivers and lakes to watch. Back to the top, with their negligibly pitiful skills, even if he could undo the gold seal, the best situation would be to leave a few unmelted bones after undoing it.

"Trouble!" Yijian Feng Chan cursed, drew his sword in his hand to meet him brazenly, and forcibly resisted the power of this mountain-shattering palm.He is not good at strength, such a forceful resistance, although it is not unbearable, he still feels that the hand holding the sword is numb from the shock.

"If you don't leave, do you want to wait for Deng Jiuwu to give each of you a big golden gift bag?" Mr. Butterfly hugged Gongsunyue and took a panoramic view of the scene. A word of reminder.

In an instant, the crowd of onlookers scattered like birds and beasts.

"It's really fast!" Mr. Butterfly sighed for a while, then glanced at Yijian Fengchan, who put his sword back into its sheath, "But Yijian Fengchan, with your personality that only wants your own happiness and doesn't care about the life and death of others, you will take the initiative Take action to protect the weak? Transformation?"

Yijian Fengchan snorted coldly, his rather ugly face showed that the master was not in a happy mood at the moment.

Mr. Butterfly is destined to pay the price for his talkativeness, because Yijian Fengchan, in order to repay his insight, has been staying in Butterfly Valley for the next three days—being a light bulb.

Butterfly is very depressed, Butterfly is very irritable, Butterfly is crazy, but unfortunately, Butterfly with a family has no capital to be more rascal than a certain comrade who feeds the whole family and is not hungry.I had no choice but to take advantage of the fact that my beloved A Yuezai had taken the medicine and fell asleep, and with sore teeth, I euphemistically raised the rent issue with this "guest" who came uninvited and refused to leave.

As we all know, Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly is very expensive.It has always been the only other people who have been picked up by the butterfly, and there is absolutely no possibility for others to take advantage of the butterfly.What's more, Butterfly Valley is located in a prime location (here gold refers to the real point), with beautiful scenery and quiet environment, and there are ABCD to Infinity series of butterflies as security guards, with a first-class safety factor. Want to come here without spending a penny?Dare to ask the guest officer, are you worthy of your own conscience!

It's a pity that the innate factory configuration of creatures like human evil lacks such parts as "conscience": "Yinchuan rules, I heard that killing each other is free?"

"You, you, you!" Mr. Butterfly took three steps back while clutching his heart.He is naturally not afraid of challenges, but the most important thing right now is his beloved A Yuezai, and everything else has to stand aside.He only has three days left to develop a good relationship with Gongsunyue, and there will be an unplanned killing with Yijian Fengchan in the middle, and he will not survive!

For A Yuezai, I will bear it!

This forbearance, Yijian Fengchan really took root in Butterfly Valley.When Gongsunyue woke up, she saw that there was one more person in Butterfly Valley, and Mister Butterfly looked like she wanted to pull out the knife immediately and face each other, but she couldn't pull out the knife. How understanding is his lover, he immediately knew that the other party was his bad friend and did not run away, and after hearing the other party's name, he immediately speculated on the cause and effect of the matter, so it is quite polite to wait for a sword to seal the Zen , When Mr. Butterfly said sour words, he would stop a few words. After coming and going, Mr. Butterfly was completely outraged and dared not speak.

This delicate atmosphere ended at the dawn of the three-day agreement, and Gongsun Yue disappeared without saying goodbye.

The frantic Mr. Butterfly rummaged through Mister Butterfly and Glimpse, and finally had to admit the fact that all of Ah Yuezai's calm and calm these days was a deceitful appearance. Knowing how he unlocked the golden seal, he naturally guessed the reason why Yijian Fengchan stayed in Butterfly Valley.Ah Yuezai just wanted to mess up this duel on purpose, and cut off Mr. Butterfly's eyebrows and feet as a man!

Yijian Fengchan sat on the ground, staring at Mr. Butterfly three times to the left and three times to the right, stretching his neck from time to time as if he was waiting to see through him, feeling so bad: "Mr. Butterfly, you can't compare ?”

"Bendie is not in the mood!" Mr. Butterfly said angrily.Yijian Fengchan is too lazy to argue with the lovelorn lunatic, who would have thought that Mister Butterfly turned around for a while, somehow a nerve was miswired, and unexpectedly picked up a Yueqin from nowhere, Qiqi Ai Ai, with a little daughter-in-law face, sang mournfully up:

"The first thing you hate is that a man can't do anything, and the second thing is to hate a confidante who is ruthless;"

"Three hates men are really idiots, four hates no liver and no lungs;"

"Five hates for the coldness of the world, and six hates for 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;"

"Eleventh hates the fight, twelve hates the butterfly!"

Yijian Feng Chan couldn't bear it anymore: "Hey, Mr. Butterfly, are you mourning?"

Mr. Butterfly plucked the strings with a sullen face: "What do you know? Bendie is mourning her tragic and beautiful love with ill-fated fate."

Yijian Fengchan sneered: "If you don't see someone, go after them and look for them. Is it useful to cry here?"

Mr. Butterfly rolled his eyes: "I ran out to look for it. If Ah Yuezai comes back and sees that I'm not there, he will definitely leave another letter and say something'I came back to see you, but it's a pity—you're not here. In view of You have been so busy with business recently that you are so busy that you can’t go home. It would be foolish for me to bother you——you don’t need to contact me in the future’ and other cruel words. I have been playing this trick for 18 years, and I have long been used to it. At that time, I have to try my best to coax me back, so I might as well just stay in Yinchuan and wait, Bendie is so handsome, gentle and affectionate, Ah Yuezai is reluctant to leave me for too long!"

"Mr. Butterfly, where's your manliness?" Yi Jian Feng Chan found it inconceivable.

"To tolerate the petty temper and individuality of the beloved woman, this is the courage of a man." Mr. Butterfly said as a matter of course, "The sweetness of reunion, the longing of parting, the torment of waiting... the unique joy of love, you are so single It has no right to speak.”

"Looking at your appearance, the right to speak is still unnecessary." Yijian Fengchan's expression was filled with sympathy.

Mr. Butterfly snorted two words of contempt from his nostrils, his yin and yang look looked very unbearable, and he was eager to try Feng Chan with a sword.Unexpectedly, when his hand was touching the hilt of the sword, his eyes glanced down inadvertently.There are a few small flowers blooming in the grass at his feet. The exquisite petals have purple edges, and the bright red stamens are condensed with thin drops of water. It is not expensive and beautiful, but it is full of tenderness. Wan Ying.

As soon as his gaze passed over the flower, he stopped, and after a while, he said harshly: "Hey, that butterfly over there, play another tune!"

"One, Sword, Feng, Zen!" Mr. Butterfly slapped Yueqin on the ground immediately, "Do you really think Bendie is playing ditties?"

Yijian Feng Chan ignored him, a subtle sword energy swung out, the soft and brittle stem gave out a cracking sound as light as a sigh, and the small flowers flew up in a whirl, just falling into his fingers.He stared at the flower between his fingers, and there seemed to be many pictures floating in his mind, but they were like fleeting shadows, and he couldn't stop for a moment.

In fact, when Mr. Butterfly said in a reasonable but nonsensical tone at the meeting that the reason why he was afraid of fighting was because he had not yet embraced a beautiful woman, there was a moment when Lian Wuxia's face flashed in Yijian Fengchan's mind.Although that face was covered with a veil all the time, although her appearance did look younger, the girl with such cold and flawless eyes was indeed a rare beauty in the world.

...just a little silly.

"Hmph!" His mood suddenly turned bad, Hua casually threw his hands behind his back, picked up his sword, got up and left.Behind him, Mr. Butterfly, who was smashed upright, yelled at him several times angrily, but he left without even answering.Mr. Butterfly grabbed the wild flower that fell on his head, and threw it far away frantically.

at the same time.

distance.

Lian Wuxia turned his head slightly, avoiding the blowing flowers that came with the wind, and raised a hand to block the sun.The midsummer sunlight streamed down from between her fingers, and the flooding dazzling white was hot and pure, making her fingers as transparent as crystals.She raised her eyes to see the sunlight that was divided into bunches by her fingers, smiled suddenly, and sank her other hand into the stream, feeling the refreshing coolness.The clear stream flows in the palm of the hand with rich lines, and even gracefully reflects the soft white and changing clouds in the sky.

Qingya is lying lazily on the upper stream of the stream, the snow-colored fur is fluffed up softly in the stream, and she looks spotless and quiet.Its flakes are plentiful, and it looks like frost and snow on weekdays, but it is not real frost and snow after all, and beauty is beautiful, but it is an excellent fur that is genuine and genuine. It's inevitable that the whole deer will be hot out of depression.

Lian Wuxia looked sideways at his horse, which was comfortably slumped in the stream, and was joking for a moment, took a handful of water and poured it on the head of Qingya.Qingya didn't even bother to hide for a while, he was splashed straight with his head stunned, and the cool water droplets slid down the smooth fur of the white deer like broken jade, rolling down one by one, covering the river The glare became more and more messy, and the warm black pupils looked helplessly at their rarely mischievous master.

She looked back and noticed a strand of hair was lifted by the wind and fell to her cheek, and immediately raised her hand to pull it behind her ear.The bright red eyebrows trembled a little, fainting into a faint smile.

Hot summer, clear stream, sky light and cloud shadows, cool green cliffs.Everything is very similar to that day, only missing the fields of lotus leaves that look like green, and the reckless swordsman who spoils the scenery.

The author has something to say: the heart has been moved, and all kinds of demons are born.