Chapter 7 Goodbye Butterfly Dance

"What specialties are here?" Zhu Jian Wanrong held the menu.

"Fried chicken rice with sand vegetables." It seems familiar to pick flowers alone.

"Green fruit salad." After saying that, Xiao Yu looked at Zhu Jian Wanrong and said, "You also click this."

"Why?"

"The beauty effect of green fruit is very strong." Xiao Yu is a little proud.

"That's good." Zhu Jian Wanrong also wanted a green fruit salad.

"I'll also have a fried chicken rice." The swordsman is very casual.

"Tomorrow, we will take a day off and leave the day after tomorrow." The swordsman said while eating fried chicken rice.

"Why? Aren't we in a hurry to save Shun'er?"

The swords shook their heads: "No, we are going to buy some dyes for hair dyeing. We must dress up more or less to enter the Yi empire. If we enter violets in Chinese clothes, I guess we will soon encounter Yi thieves, hooligans, magicians and so on, which is quite troublesome."

Dugu picking flowers: "I agree. I still have a little experience in entering the Yi country.

"It's none of your business. Eat your meal." Xiao Yu stared at Dugu picking flowers.

"It's strange why they are here." The swordsman looked at the door of the restaurant with a doubtful face: "At this time, shouldn't the butterfly door protect their Prince Yun in the king's city?"

"Butterfly Door?" Dugu Caihua was nervous and wordy when he heard these three words. The left hand involuntarily pressed on the broken GUA hammer

Sure enough, a team of women in white came in at the door of the restaurant, led by the butterfly dance of the door. The floating white skirt was filled with the fragrance in the air, and everyone's eyes in the restaurant turned to the door. For a while, there was a small array of ** in the restaurant,

"The woman in the butterfly door." Diners' Jiadao

Diner B: "These women are very beautiful."

Diner A: "Aren't they supposed to be in the Banyue Juncheng? Why did they suddenly come back? His Royal Highness Prince Yun hasn't returned to the Second Empire for half a month.

diner B: "How do we know these things?"

In a short time, such ** will disappear cleanly. Everyone in the restaurant ate their own food silently. This table of the sword clan is even more generous.

"It's all because of you." Xiao Yu fiercely pinched a handful of lonely flowers.

Dugu picked flowers and burst into tears: "I'm wrong."

Zhu Jian Wanrong carefully glanced at the place where the people were sitting at the butterfly gate: "Isn't it coming to catch the flower brother?"

Dugu Caihua was shocked when he heard it: "Don't say a few words."

"I think it's true." At this time, the swordsmen obviously felt an aura coming towards their side. This level of aura shows the peak of the other party's skills in the ninth level of heaven. And the butterfly dance, the owner of the butterfly door, happens to be at this level.

"See you at Nanxian Restaurant in the evening." A slender female palm touched the shoulder of the swordsman, and a woman's fragrance went straight to the nose of the swordsman. As soon as he finished speaking, the slender hand left the shoulder of the sword clan.

"So you didn't look for me, thank God?" Dugu picked flowers and couldn't help but celebrate to the sky. The white beauty's back is getting farther and farther away.

"By the way, bring a 'flower picker'." The white back in the distance suddenly flew out.

"Hahahaha." Xiao Yu smiled so much that she leaned forward and back without saying a word: "You muttered, you deserve it."

"Big boss, what should I do? Help me." Dugu picked flowers and pulled the sleeves of the sword clan pitifully.

"Butterfly Dance is not a special trip to you at all. I'll go alone in the evening."

"Big boss, it's really righteous. Pick flowers for you." Dugu picked up a cup of tea and went to the swordsman with tea instead of wine.

The swordsman took the teacup unrelented. Xiao Yu: "Why is Butterfly Dance looking for a gentleman?"

"It may be a piece of soul chasing jade." Dugu picked flowers and answered with great affirmation. The swordsman patted Dugu's head: "You are rarely smart."

"Do we have this fragment?" Zhu Jian Wanrong's eyes looked at the swordsman, which was quite clear.

"I don't have one on my body, but there is one on Shun'er's body. In this way, there are two on Gong's four people."

"Since you don't have it, why do you have to find a gentleman in butterfly dance?" Xiao Yu was a little confused at this time.

"I think it's a transfer target." The swordsman thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it was the smoke released by the four Gong. It is used to confuse Chinese martial artists.

"This is just your speculation, boss. I can't believe it." Dugu picked flowers and took a mouthful of rice honestly: "Maybe the butterfly dance is lonely, and I want to find a virgin to play."

"Wow, it turns out that your husband is still a rare virgin in a hundred years." Xiao Yu's voice and eyes were extremely enchanting at this time.

The swordsman shivered: "What do you mean?" At this time, my heart was even more chilled.

"Come to my room in the evening, okay? Sir." Xiao Yu's sharp fingers hooked directly to the swordsman's chin.

The swordsman's waist hurt, and Zhu Jian Wanrong gritted his teeth: "You want to die, don't you?"

Xiao Yu looked at Zhu Jian Wanrong's angry face in horror: "So you like him."

"I didn't." Secretly casting the sword Wanrong loosened her hand and put her chopsticks on the table in a regular way: "I've finished eating and I'm going up."

"I'll leave early tomorrow." The sword clan smirthed at Zhu Jian Wanrong's back and continued to eat his fried chicken rice.

"I'll go with my husband in the evening." Xiao Yu touched the long whip in her hand: "I have a way to deal with the butterfly dance."

"I would like to hear more about it." The swordsman didn't raise their heads and say a word.

"Ye,, talk about how to defeat the butterfly dance." Dugu picked flowers and put on his brightest smile.

Xiao Yu took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve: "Do you know what this is?"

"What?" Dugu picked flowers and didn't understand at all.

"The martyred woman** dispersed." Xiao Yu patted Dugu Caihua on the shoulder fiercely: "You like this thing the most."

"That's, that's, give me a little." Dugu picked flowers and made peach blossoms, and his hands were even picky to the bottle.

Xiao Yu quickly grabbed the bottle: "We must not let you harm good women."

"Cut." Dugu picked up his middle finger and took out a cloth bag from his arms: "I also have it."

"What is this?" Xiao Yu's sense of complacency suddenly disappeared.

"The virgin's spring heart is rippling." The swordsman looked at the two boring guys in front of him and said, "I'll go up first."

"The boss has really seen people." Dugu picked flowers and smiled.

"I haven't received it." Xiao Yu grabbed the bag of powder and immediately laughed.

"Give it to me, that's mine"

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"Is Wanrong asleep?" The swordsman knocked on the door.

"Come in, what's wrong with Brother So?" Zhu Jian Wanrong looked up at the swordsman who came in.

"Nothing." The swordsman closed the door, went to the table and sat down, and joked, "I'm thinking about Your Highness."

"How can I miss him?" Wanrong waved her hand casually: "I'm thinking about my father."

"Don't worry, I will save my uncle." The sword clan comforted Zhu Jian Wanrong's shoulder: "I believe my uncle should also be in violet."

"Brother So, who is the most important in your mind, Shun'er or Wanrong?"

The swordsman's eyes flashed out: "It's just as important." After saying that, the swordsman sighed and walked out of the door: "Go to bed early. I'll go back to my room to sleep."

With the departure of the swordsman, the sky gradually darkened outside the window. After a while, Xiao Yu proudly walked into the room of Jian Wanrong. She looked at Jian Wanrong's sad face, and the smile on Xiao Yu's face also disappeared clean. Xiao Yu walked to Zhu Jian Wanrong's side: "Wanrong, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Zhu Jian Wanrong opened Xiao Yu's delicate hand: "I've had such a good chat with Brother Caihua."

Xiao Yu proudly showed off the paper bag in her hand: "Guess what this is?"

Casting Jian Wanrong shook her head: "I don't know."

"The virgin's spring heart is rippling." Xiao Yu hid the paper in her sleeve: "I saved a lot of good women again."

Casting Jian Wanrong looked at Xiao Yu boredly: "Brother picking flowers has 20 or 30 cans of this thing."

Xiao Yu almost vomited blood and made a pair of scissors: "Twenty or 30 cans, this is too horrible."

"Brother Caihua is the deputy deacon in charge of medicine outside Jimo Villa."

"Why is this medicine hidden in Jimo Villa?" After saying that, Xiao Yu took out the paper bag again and handed it to Zhu Jian Wanrong and shook it: "Is Jimo Villa specialized in business?"

"If you are prepared, this medicine will always be useful." After saying that, Zhu Jian Wanrong stretched out and fell down to **: "I'll go to bed first."

"Please, you should do more breast FANG massage before going to bed so that you can get bigger." Xiao Yu pinched ** Wanrong's cheek

Zhu Jian Wanrong stood up and touched his grassland: "Really?"

"That's natural. I haven't heard a word. Girls' breasts are rubbed big. Xiao Yu stretched out and fell to **: "I'll go to bed first."

"Sister Yu, aren't you going to do that exercise?" Zhu Jian Wanrong looked sad.

"mine is big enough. What you should do is you. I'll go to bed first. After riding a horse all day, I'm exhausted."

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The swordsman gently got up from ** and put on his clothes, picked up the ice sword and walked to the window.

" boss, don't go, help me get ** back." ** Dugu picked flowers with one hand.

The swordsman was shocked when they heard this, and didn't see the movement of Jian Wanrong for a while before they realized that the boy was talking in his sleep. The swordsman took care of their minds, jumped up the window and flew to the opposite roof.

With a magnetic sound, the swordsman stepped on the roof and couldn't help nagging in his heart. The Nanxian restaurant seemed to be in the north of Xiaoquan City. It's not too far from here. After thinking about it, the swordsman looked around. Sure enough, there are three white shadows not far away. The swordsman's eyesight is excellent, and you can see who the three white shadows are. The swordsman wanted to carry the 'snow without trace' here and flew to the roof at a very fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, the swordsman fell opposite the three women. The butterfly dance was right in it. The night wind blew gently, and the two ends of the roof were white clothes flying in the wind.