readx;? Vaguely, in the past, the song tower listened to the rain and danced a beautiful son; vaguely, in the past, he scolded Fang Xuan, and he was a scholar; vaguely, in the past, he had a good sword in his heart, and he was downcast against the passerby......

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Too self-contained calmness, too extreme calmness, is that kind of madness that does not fade.

Xie Buchen is standing here, but he is already full of tenderness and murder!

Even if he is so well-informed as Red Butterfly, and even comprehends the great demon of the Three Thousand Gravel World, he can't help but gasp for his extremes and contradictions at this moment!

The more you love, the more you kill!

What an unbelievable sentence!

Think about it......

It's so remarkable.

In the past, he could kill his wife with a sword, but today he draws his sword and swears to kill his beloved, what a normal thing?

It's just that......

Red Butterfly stared at him, and the mockery in her eyes suddenly reached: "Kill with love, kill the person you love, every step of this way, like walking barefoot in the knife array, isn't it painful?

In the past, it was Xie's sorrow, and it was the wife who shared the joys and sorrows with him.

Today's sorrow is the sorrow of the cliff mountain, the first person among the countless new generation of monks in the entire Central Domain, and one of the few existences comparable to him in the entire nineteen continents.

No more trust, no more defenselessness, no more being killed!

Instead, draw your sword and face each other!

The ant that was not accidentally crushed to death became a behemoth like himself in the blink of an eye......

What a terrible thing?

Thinking like this, Red Butterfly had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

For that Yashan sorrow, it was a road soaked in blood, and it was also soaked in the blood of her children...... Maybe she never wanted to go down this road.

Xie Buchen also seemed to be thinking.

It's just that there's no need to think about it.

What Red Butterfly could think of, he knew it clearly, and even along the way, it was already extremely clear.

It's just that......

So what?

Xie Buchen stood indifferently under the wind and rain corridor, looking at the entire misty lake, looking at the green lights that extended to the end of the corridor, and slowly turned around.

He didn't answer Red Butterfly's question, he just walked away!

Standing behind him, standing at the beginning of the corridor, Red Butterfly only felt that people's hearts were complicated, human nature was complicated, and there was even a little vague unwillingness.

It was the first time that someone could have interrogated her so naturally and so indifferently.

At that moment, Red Butterfly still couldn't hold back after all: "Dao? Your Dao is to love one person and kill another?"

The footsteps suddenly stopped.

Xie Buchen's back was clear and upright, but he laughed: "Do you think there is a second person?"

“……”

What do you mean?

When Red Butterfly heard such a sentence without a head or tail, she didn't react for a while, just looked at his back.

Xie Buchen sighed lowly, it seemed to be infinitely gentle, and it seemed to be infinitely cold: "Except for her, I have no flaws......"

Apart from her, how could he fall in love with someone else?

She was the only one in the past, and there can be no second person today.

In this life, he is just such a person.

She is the only flaw in his near-perfect "Dao".

A-

If you don't die, it's hard to get rid of the flaws.

Even if the soul is ruthless, how can the root of love in the past have been planted, and the root of love is regenerated today?

He gazed softly at the green lantern that was already in front of him, and only slowly reached out and hooked the curly wick at random, allowing it to lift it out of the oil.

The fair-skinned and slender fingers were stained with a little black ash and a little wick fireworks.

The avenue is ruthless, and it must be killed.

Xie Buchen's fingers slowly left, and the green lantern spontaneously combusted.

A chessboard suddenly appeared on the road ahead of him, clean and clean, and not a single son was lost.

"The Red Butterfly Fairy has three thousand worlds, and you under this stormy corridor are just one of the incarnations, right?"

"Hey, you're so smart, I don't know what to do......"

In the sea of flowers all over the mountains, on top of a Wei purple peony, the red butterfly leaned lazily over, but it seemed that there was no weight, no bending of the branches.

If the playboy is in the flowers, the people are more beautiful than the flowers, so quietly looking at the red butterfly, it seems that the beautiful butterfly demon in front of him and the scene of the famous peony flower really complement each other, and it is extremely eye-catching.

The fairy began to praise himself in a false way, and the flower gently and slowly closed the fan.

"Do your other incarnations do the same to others?"

"No, I'm just sorry for you. Red Butterfly shook her finger.

In an instant, the eternal graceful face of the playboy was a little ugly.

When the red butterfly saw it, she immediately laughed uncontrollably, and even her slender waist trembled slightly, and the curve was thrilling.

She has extremely glamorous eyes and an extremely bewitching demeanor, but there is an almost pure temptation between her eyebrows.

After a while, she stopped and sighed softly: "It's not impossible to let you pass." It's very simple......"

"Oh?"

What kind of medicine is this woman selling in her gourd?

If the playboy is convinced that the other party is the same kind as himself, he is really familiar with this demeanor that is about to start pestering people.

He was wary.

Red Butterfly smiled, stretched her voice, and said lightly: "You take off your clothes, and my sister will let you go over ......"

"You, you, you, you, you......"

Zuoliu was almost frightened and jumped three feet high.

He pointed to the woman who had suddenly appeared in front of him, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Isn't this the butterfly demon they saw in their hesitation?

Why did you end up here again?

In a vast void of white mist, there were no impurities or colors.

Only the row of green lanterns, which stretched from near to the depths of the white mist, were not lit.

Red Butterfly swayed her waist slightly, slowly approached the left stream, walked around him, and commented: "The talent is okay, but this experience is too simple." ”

There is no place to dig at all.

To put it simply, the life of the left-rate is about "how a hooligan punches a genius and kicks the second generation of Xiu to hook up with the stormy life of the prepared disciples of Yashan".

The most painful thing is to crawl at the bottom, but this person has no heart and lungs, and he doesn't take it seriously.

When it comes to cultivation, he is very attentive and focused, and he is a good seedling of genius......

It's a pity......

Its path is flawed.

Looking at it, Red Butterfly shook her head gently: "You go directly to light the lamp." ”

"Huh?"

Zuoliu felt creepy when he saw her walking around him, and now he still told himself to light the lamp?

Who knows exactly what's ahead?

After he was stunned for a moment, he shook his head frantically, hugged the jade fold in his arms, but retreated backwards.

"No, no, no, no, I'm not going!"

“……”

At that moment, the corners of Red Butterfly's mouth twitched.

Seeing Zuoliu retreating farther and farther, she directly reached out and grabbed it, grabbed the collar of the person and walked towards the green light, and sneered: "Others can't go if they want to, you have to go if you don't go!

"Red Dust Robbery ......"

A low voice, with a stiff obscurity.

It was a forest of swords made up of eighteen weapons, stretching from the earth to the sky.

There is only a single-plank bridge in the void that crosses this forest, and the single-plank bridge is very narrow, but there is a green light every few feet.

Xiahou Yu stood at the head of this single-plank bridge, but he saw a little familiarity.

This is what he passed over the dark river, the bridge of affection, the bridge of mercy.

The difference is that there were two at that time, and now there is only one.

Also standing by the bridge is the red-clothed butterfly demon.

She stood bewitchingly not far from him, looking at him with that pity, even pity, in her eyes.

A person who believes that no one in the world dares to compare with him and can be a friend.

The most likely thing for such a person is calamity.

Red Butterfly only said softly: "I have seen a lot of strange things in this world. You're just one of them, go ahead. ”

"Thank you, fairy. ”

Lu Xiangleng was slightly surprised, but he still gave his hand.

She didn't expect that the other party appeared here, but she didn't suffer any trouble.

Red Butterfly and she stand together on a smooth road to the sky.

The whole road seems to be constantly emerging with some names, one after the other, densely packed, forming the whole bridge.

didn't speak, only stared at Lu Xiangleng.

The red butterfly's gaze is very strange, intertwined with a touch of appreciation and admiration, it seems to look at the moon through the clouds, not clear, but there is.

"You are a meritorious person, you don't have to thank me, thank yourself. ”

Merits and virtues?

Lu Xiangleng didn't really understand what Red Butterfly said, but the moment her brows furrowed slightly, she seemed to understand something.

"Do you understand?"

Red Butterfly asked her with a smile.

Lu Xiang thought coldly for a moment, but he also smiled, and a wise light flashed in his eyes: "I shouldn't think about it." But whatever is of the heart in the world cannot be called merit. The fairy said this, in the end, it is still difficult for me......"

"Hahaha...... Clever, so clever!"

Red Butterfly thought to tell her why she could light the lamp without being bothered in the slightest.

Once the heavenly machine is broken, no one knows how things will change.

Lu Xiangleng, who has merit, may have deviated from the original path because of the wit of her words.

As she herself said, "Nothing in the world that is of the heart can be called merit", and if it is intentional, it is counterproductive.

Lu Xiangleng knew that Red Butterfly had no ill will towards her, and it could only be regarded as a small joke.

But just because of these few words, she suddenly had a kind of realization: "Heaven and earth are the same, life is between heaven and earth, there is no high and low, there is no difference between good and evil." What I have learned, I have only learned to save people. The merit is this, but it is better. What I do with my heart will not be changed by external objects. ”

Merits and virtues......

In fact, the red butterfly didn't understand where the merit came from.

Some people save lives and help the injured all their lives, and they can't accumulate less than half of their merits, but Lu Xiangleng is different.

Now when she heard her words, she had an indescribable vague premonition in her heart.

Lu Xiangleng's thoughts are different from ordinary people.

It didn't seem to make a difference to anyone in her eyes......

From a certain point of view, it is ridiculous, but what if you look at it from the perspective of heaven and earth?

A sense of absurdity suddenly arises.

Red Butterfly didn't know what she was thinking, she shook her head casually, and waved her sleeve: "You go by lighting the lamp, and I won't accompany you." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked away.

Seeing sorrow staring at the red butterfly.

Red Butterfly also looked at her: "Three points for the heavenly soul, one point for the life soul, and three points for the hero." ”

“……”

easily revealed the secret of the three souls and seven souls, and she was an "incomplete person".

There was a long silence, no one spoke.

Seeing that the hand holding the deer cutting knife was getting tighter and tighter.

"The body of the void, below the out-of-body body, it is difficult to meet an opponent...... Everybody thinks you're a genius......"

Unfortunately, no one knows what it came for.

The red butterfly standing in front of her eyes obviously didn't speak, but another identical voice appeared on the mountain road.

Seeing sorrow, he suddenly frowned and looked sideways.

A bright red shadow, at some point, suddenly appeared in the middle of the mountain road and walked downward.

At the moment when he saw the past, there were four more identical figures, and they soon appeared in the back position.

The ordinary red skirt is fluttering, the ordinary silver pattern is faintly flowing, and the face is exactly the same, but there are different expressions......

On the entire mountain road, there were six red butterflies standing in an instant!

One red butterfly walks towards the other, and then the two become one easily, and so on......

In the blink of an eye, the red butterfly standing in front of Jianchou did not move, still looking at her, and the last new red butterfly smiled at Jianchou like this, and then walked into "herself" body.

In the blink of an eye, there was only such a person left in front of him.

It was perhaps a very psychedelic feeling, and after the one entered the body, the red butterfly let out a comfortable sigh, and finally stretched and yawned lazily.

"Everyone else is ready to go in. ”

Others.

Six avatars.

Just right.

Seeing that he vaguely understood something, he only raised his eyes to look at the red butterfly and said: "My master once said that those who can see through my three souls and seven souls are less than two hands in the world. It is Kunwu Hengxu real person, if there is no heaven and earth Zhou Tian Xingchen disk complementary, it will not be able to peek. ”

"How many hands are ......"

Red Butterfly muttered, as if counting who there was in her heart.

She muttered: "I can see through your soul because you are in my three thousand zhang red dust, if you cultivate by myself, you can't do it, so what your master said is true." However, sooner or later, I will be able to cultivate to that realm......"

It's just that he doesn't have much confidence in saying this.

Seeing the sorrow, he couldn't help but smile a little: "The Red Butterfly Fairy can already peek into the souls of others, whether it really reaches that realm, what's the matter?"

"You don't have to worry about that. Red Butterfly also smiled, but changed the subject, "But since you have been informed of the situation by your master, you should know that your soul is lacking, and the calamity of your conscience will definitely die." The red dust lamp has a similar effect to the calamity of the conscience, it is born and destroyed against the soul, and if you want to go, I dare not guarantee that you will be able to get the Master's notebook alive. ”

"I don't have to get it, as long as he can't get it. ”

Seeing sorrow about the so-called "Nine Curved River Map", although I have heard its name for a long time, I never cared, one is too far, and the other is not in the realm, even the Venerable Master got the river map, and she has been enlightened for so many years, she is a person who has only stepped into the monastic path for a few years, why should Xiao think so much?

Unfortunately......

Xie Buchen wants.

In this case, how can she let it go?

"Now you are a monk. In the long years, the past is just a flick of a finger. ”

Red Butterfly's voice suddenly became a little ethereal.

"Even so, can't you put it down?"

"I have long since broken off with my past self, but even if I let go, the hatred is no longer there, but the hatred is still there. ”

Seeing that she remembered the old Xiaohui, in the illusion, she swung out an axe and drew a chasm, isolating her past self at the end of the cliff.

She looked into her eyes, as if confused, helpless, and relieved......

The bottom of his eyes flickered slightly, but there was a peaceful smile on his face, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows softened, and even the voice of his voice had a warm taste.

But when he spoke, he was resolute and cold.

"I can let go at any time, but I will never forgive. ”

Never.

What a resolute word?

Red Butterfly could clearly feel her heart-

There was love, there was hatred, there was disappointment and despair......

It was the unquenchable cry in the hut at the edge of the village;

It is in front of the bronze mirror of the dressing table, and the three thousand troubles are solved;

It is in the walled courtyard that bids farewell to the past.

Since then, the thirteen islands of Yuexian Road, into the nineteen continents, into the cliff mountain, and on the platform of one person......

So, with such a soft sigh, Red Butterfly found that she really liked the female cultivator in front of her.

"I have good news or bad news. Which one do you want to hear?"

"Isn't there only one for all?"

I was a little helpless when I saw sorrow.

She only knew that this red butterfly fairy was standing here like this, pulling herself to chat, and she had just said that several other people had gone in.

If I had stood here in a different place, I was afraid that I would have already slammed my head into it.

"You're right, I have only one message......"

Red Butterfly was not annoyed when someone saw through this simple play on words.

She spoke slowly, with a sense of slowness: "Your ex-husband who cut off the relationship is in love with you again......"

“……”

As Red Butterfly expected, the moment she heard this sentence, she didn't speak.

Her bewitching eyes locked on her, and she looked at her carefully, as if to observe every change in her demeanor.

The deer cutting knife, with her mind, flickered slightly.

Seeing the sorrow, she was even stunned for a long time, and she almost wondered if she had heard the wrong words: Ex-husband, Xie Buchen, and fell in love again?

Ha.

She thought she was listening to a joke.

Killed with his own hands, can he fall in love again today?

I couldn't help but laugh when I saw it, it was the kind of laugh that was difficult to contain, as if I had heard something ridiculous, and the ridicule was extremely ridiculous.

She seems to ......

Don't believe her?

Red Butterfly showed an indescribable expression on her face, the kind of complexity mixed with pity, admiration, and sighs, and she calmly opened her mouth to Jianchou: "I didn't deceive you, at least at this moment, he still loves you." ”

"Really?"

Seeing the sorrow, he stopped laughing and was noncommittal.

She slowly raised her hand, but in the palm of her hand was a black sword-

Human Emperor Sword.

The one who wields the sword is bound to have an imperial spirit.

This is Xie Buchen's sword, but today it is in her hands.

It's not the sword that hung on the wall in the past......

However, it is enough.

She squinted slightly, carried her long sword, walked to the green lantern, and with a flick of her fingers, she lit it.

A chessboard with latitude and longitude appeared in the void above the mountain road.

Seeing sorrow staring at this chessboard, a pair of eyes seemed to have experienced the transformation of a white-clothed dog, calm as the deep sea.

There are bits and pieces of memories of the past, which suddenly swept in, and a strange smile appeared on her face.

Strange smile.

What a familiar look that is?!

Red Butterfly stared at her, but couldn't help but gasp: what she saw on the wind and rain corridor a moment ago was the same as at this time!

Such a pair of cold eyes, but almost lingering at the chessboard.

Holding the sword of the human emperor, feeling the uneven pattern, seeing the sorrow gently rubbing, the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, all with a tenderness hidden in the years, like old wine.

Can it be ......

There was a little bit of blood wafting on this wine.

"Does he still like me?" she smiled softly, and opened her mouth coldly, as if sighing, "That's wonderful......

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