44 Butterfly to flower shift
Twilight.
There is a butterfly on the door ring of the butterfly courtyard. It gently danced its golden skirt and glided silently, like a painting tundering silently into the courtyard decorated with brocade buildings.
It is like a beautiful killer in a night clothes, hiding the fragrant skirt under its black cloak with luxuriant leaves.
It is a butterfly. Too beautiful, too delicate, too harmless.
Who would have noticed that a butterfly quietly fell on the tree in the yard?
Especially at this time, the cold swordsman has taken the hand of his beloved, and there should not have been any murderous spirit on his body.
"Don't you... go back and have a look?"
In this way, the two of them held hands and looked at the fence on the second floor. The Qingyu case only hoped to hold his hand quietly, and he would feel extremely happy even if he didn't speak.
However, she is still a little worried about Wufu. Letters came from there, and Yan Qingdu and Ying Taiping had already started a war.
Don't worry. I believe that Qingdu can cope with the fast green. Xia Gulin clenched the hand of the Qingyu case, "I'll stay here to protect you."
With him by his side, the Qingyu case has nothing else to ask for.
But she can feel the anxiety in Xia Gulin's heart.
If fast green is not enough, what about Yihong?
Has she been poisoned?
Yihong is an unpredictable person - just like her poison, it is ever-changing. You will never guess what her next poison is.
After her first visit, she never came to Zhujin Building, let alone invited the Qingyu case.
This does not mean that she will give up on Xia Gulin's beloved woman.
She buried herself into a thunderbolt, which could explode at any time.
The phoenix butterfly covered by dense leaves has been gently shaking its wings. The black and golden scales fell into the air, spreading like fog...
The fierce ice thorn shot through the soft butterfly almost at the same time and nailed it firmly to the branch.
Then there was a click, and the butterfly's body was frozen in a large piece of ice, like crystal amber shining in the sun.
Xia Gulin found the source of the poison at the first time.
also froze it into ice at the first time.
"I'm afraid that many phoenix butterflies have flown to the homes of other residents. Let's go and see..."
The Qingyu case was pulled by Xia Gulin.
She turned around and quickly found the long pattern on her arm from his surprised eyes.
has been poisoned.
Xia Gulin pressed a pill into the mouth of the Qingyu case with lightning speed, pulled her back to the room and closed the door.
"Brother Xia, what the hell..."
The pattern on the arm of the green jade case dissipated like smoke. Xia Gulin closed all the windows with his palm wind, and his right hand quickly condensed the ice.
He doesn't seem to show any signs of poisoning.
"Qing'er, lie down and pull up the bed curtain."
The Qingyu case also feels that the murderous spirit is getting closer and closer. Xia Gulin's eyes could no longer tolerate her hesitation.
She finally did what he said.
Xia Gu Linsong's loose neckline. The charming laughter outside the door was getting closer and closer, and finally stopped at the door.
"It's really interesting..."
The sound of the jacket is still so annoying.
"Before I go in to see you, I have three questions.
"First, can I resist the poison of my Wanyan butterfly with just one poison elixir?
The sad moan of the Qingyu case came from the bed.
Does the elixir really work?
"Qing'er!"
Xia Gulin opened the bed tent. He was stunned.
The cyan dress was torn to pieces by the itchy green jade case. Her jade-like skin is covered with flowers of all colors.
The amber light of the magnolia wet her shoulders.
The jade-like water lily floated on her long smooth legs.
The bloody red plum withered with the flowers in her eyebrows.
The black butterfly is flying in the flowers. She seems to be inciting these flowers, absorbing the life of the beauty, and blooming crazily.
"Qing'er!"
Xia Gulin called her name, and her body was very poisonous. If she was absorbed by the poisonous flower again, it would be difficult to wake up again.
"See what she looks like. The only thing you can do now is to feed her your poison elixir. If the flowers are in full bloom, even Daluo Jinxian can't be saved!"
Xia Gulin sent the elixir to the mouth of the Qingyu case without any hesitation--
"GAVE ME YOUR THEDote... WHAT SHOULD YOU DO?"
"I'll be fine."
Xia Gulin pressed the elixir into the mouth of the Qingyu case: "Swallow it."
It was not until he watched her swallow the elixir with tears in his eyes that he pulled over the quilt and covered her: "Believe me."
While Xia Gulin closed the bed tent, a wisp of fine patterns came out of his arm.
It's worthy of Xia Gulin. It's only now that a little pattern has appeared.
"What about the second question?"
Xia Gulin froze the back of his hand with a pattern.
"The second question is, how long can Xia Gulin, who has no anti-drug measures, last?"
The door was blown open by the wind.
The Qingyu case opened the bed account and saw the jacket.
Her cunning smile remains unchanged.
The red brocade skirt on her body is a little familiar.
She remembered--
The jacket put on the hundred flowers and spring brocade she gave her. But the flowers and butterflies embroidered on the cloth are gone.
Do you mean...
This is how the poison of Wanyan's butterfly is refined!
"The third question, how can you stand the ice and wind valley of Xia Gulin?"
Ice Wind Valley has other unmatched advantages beyond magic, and the attack range is unlimited. Whether it is in an empty mountain or a narrow house, it can exert its lethality to the extreme.
And this kind of trap ice and wind valley pre-laid in the room implies another kind of confinement spell--
Only the intruder of the ice array that completely destroys the caster can escape.
Therefore, the key to the duel depends on whether the jacket has the courage to walk in.
The slender jacket ** crossed the threshold like a bride crossing the brazier.
reserved and beautiful.
She jumped up at the threshold!
She glides like a butterfly, and her fiery red wings sprinkled flame-like poisonous sand...
Is it fire poison?
Xia Gulin raised his hand and raised his sleeves and turned the poisonous sand into ice particles and sprinkled it on the ground.
He still doesn't plan to draw his sword.
The sword should be reserved for qualified opponents.
However, a large white flower came out of his neck restlessly.
Xia Gulin pulled out the flower and put it on the ground. The flower stem is still stained with his blood.
Outside the window, the moon has risen. The ice-laden mirror reflected the moonlight, which made the faces of the two people in the battle particularly cold.
The ten fingers full of fire poison burned the blood-like flame. With her dance-like attack, she wiped Xia Gulin's eyelashes and skin flashed by...
While stepping on the ice and retreating, Xia Gulin tore off his coat and threw it into the air.
Too many poisonous flowers are ready to move on his skin. They turned into ice powder and floated down the moment he took off his clothes...
"Uh-huh ha ha~~~" The jacket covered his mouth and smiled coquettishly, "Xia Gulin, if my poison can make you take off your clothes, I won't lose even if this battle is defeated~~"
Xia Gulin crossed his palms, and the turbulent rivers of ice came out of his palm and rushed to the down jacket--
At this moment, there was a wonderful sound of music in the night sky of Yangzhou. The person who stirs the strings seems to come from the nine heavens.
The butterflies lurking in the brocade building, they climb all over the door, covered with appenix, walls, windows...
They also heard the music, and their calm wings shook violently!
The music is like an invisible ghost floating through the yard of every family. The butterflies fell on their backs uncontrollably, and their dark eyes lost all their luster in the night.
The two people fighting in the Zhujin Building and the two people fighting in the Wufu Garden heard this music.
Only one person can unlock the poison of the beautiful butterfly with music.
Nan Gezi.
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Yao Ling almost covered his ears and watched the two Hercules fighting around. He could step on the stone bricks. I'm afraid that half of the garden will be destroyed in this scene.
After watching for such a long time, Yao Ling held a sword in his hand and had no chance to take action. Ying Taiping is short, like a little bug slipping around Yan Qingdu. The crossbow of Yan Qingdu is suitable for long-range attack, and there is nothing he can do.
What's worse is that because this boy is the son of Mr. Ying, Yan Qing can't do it too hard; although Ying Taiping's punch is accurate and fierce, he can't hurt Qingdu's iron-like body...
When will it be finished if it goes on like this?
"Brother Qingdu, don't let this boy come near you, shoot him to death!"
Yao Ling shouted and cheered, and suddenly remembered that he could still play a role - while Ying Taiping kept jumping close to Qingdu, Yao Ling shot the Liuyun sword in the back of him -
Humph, the stinky boy didn't expect to be attacked!
"The remote spirit is dangerous!"
It didn't take long for him to be proud, but Yao Ling saw the crossbow arrow of Yan Qingdu shoot out - but did not hit Ying Taiping, but passed through his armpit and hit the tip of the Liuyun sword!
The Liuyun sword was opened by a crossbow arrow and flew back to the hand of the distant spirit.
What does this mean? Are you afraid that she will be hurt?