69. Lost Valley

"Just for me."

There was a faint imperceptible fragrance of flowers in the wind, and sensing his longing gaze, she was secretly a little distressed, lowered her head and pulled the tight uniform, and caught a glimpse of a few rice sac flowers at her feet falling to the ground, and a pair of black boots stepped up. She looked up suddenly, and faced a face that was close at hand, and the whole person was pierced by those dark eyes, he approached little by little, his lips pressed up, and the only gap between the two was also penetrated by the pervasive sunset.

Twilight is so soft that there is no glare in it, but the sea of red flowers beneath her feet is like a burning three-flavored real fire, and the flames lead from the soles of your feet all the way up. She felt the restraints on her waist peel off, and when she looked down, her clothes were scattered, and the waist seal was being held in his hand, and she thought with some shame, could he be here, and her thoughts were interrupted by his hand reaching out to the back of her head. He straightened her hair, stroked her red cheeks, and said, "It's time to dance." ”

Yes? She was stunned for a moment before she reacted, the dance dress should be as light as nothing, and when it rotates, it can flutter like the wind, and the dancer looks as light as a wild goose. He saw that she was too tight, remembered what he had learned, took two steps back, and spun around.

With the gradual rapid dance steps, the clothes fluttered, the rice sac flowers made the carpet, the butterflies danced with the beautiful woman, and every time she looked at him at the time of her slowest dance. The footsteps on the bluestone bricks piled up in the snow flowed in front of me one by one. He was also a bystander of her undivided attention. Like fire and water, the past and the present are the same, and the eyes seem to be unchanged for eternity, just for her to linger. It is easy to ask for priceless treasures, and it is rare to have a lover.

So every step is more attentive, she seems to be incarnated into a flower that competes with the group of flowers under her feet, vowing to bloom all the beauty.

The sunset scattered fine golden rays, penetrating the wings of butterflies, the glaze-like luster shimmered, the thin broad-winged Manman waved until the freeze frame, time seemed to stand still, so that the picture in front of her condensed into eternity, and what was eternal was her bright smile.

Unintentionally, many subtle thoughts flowed out, and these thoughts converged in the eyes

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The earth multiplied with boundless greenery beneath them, and the fresh grass pulp burst out, and the red flower juice overflowed, mixed with the breath of the human body.

The sky swept by the setting sun seemed to be plated with a layer of gold. There was silence in the sky and on the ground, and there was only the sound of countless butterflies fluttering their thin wings in the silence.

His pupils were full of red rice sac flowers, so they showed a magnificent red, and the rice sac flowers snuggled up to the two-petaled rice sac flower-like cheeks, and beads of sweat continued to slide down from his eyelashes, from the bridge of his nose, from the bridge of his nose, to the red, constantly opening sandalwood mouth.

The butterflies fluttered from above into rainbows, and the rice sac flowers that were laid out were dense and soft, turning into thick clouds, dragging both of them off the ground, and the fog and vapor changed rapidly, and finally could not bear the intermittent dripping of crystal dew to the ground

They were so entangled, surrounded by fiery red clouds and magnificent butterflies.

The autumn wind is blowing, the safflowers on the sea are rippling with the waves, and the horses in the sea of flowers are sometimes leisurely chewing grass, sometimes leaning together and grinding their temples

The butterflies suddenly gathered together, and a kite flew from nowhere, with a terrifying cry, and rushed straight into the sky, shuttling up and down.

The tide of love in his eyes receded, and a killing intent rose, he turned over and jumped up, quickly pulled his clothes and wrapped her: "We have to leave quickly." She frantically straightened her clothes: "Will it be dangerous?" But where is the way out? Can you still get out of the place you just entered? ”

"You can't get out, that kind of organ is set up only to enter and not leave, and the way out will be set in another direction." He glanced around vigilantly, relaxed a little, and still looked solemn: "I don't know if there will be danger, but there was a murderous aura just now." "Speak to the horse.

She also looked around: "There are rice bags everywhere, there is no road, how can I find an exit?" ”

"Since the blue butterfly was domesticated by him, he should understand some human nature, and even, be able to understand some human language. Grandma, you use some more essence, draw out two of them, and ask them for directions. ”

Zheng Yuan released some essence according to her words, and the two blue butterflies quickly followed the fragrance.

"Take us out and get out of here right away."

The blue butterfly flapped its wings twice, as if she understood, and flew in one direction after the other. He carried her over and got on the silver-maned white horse, and hurriedly turned the horse's head and galloped away with the blue butterfly, the butterfly valley was no better than the rice bag flower valley, and there was a small stream in the middle of the rice bag flower valley, and the direction could be discerned according to the direction of the stream. However, the Butterfly Valley is more like the Rice Bag Flower Valley than the Rice Bag Flower Valley, full of rice bag flowers and thousands of butterflies of different colors, and the blue butterflies are even more numerous, and the blue butterflies that guide them are mixed in and quickly unrecognizable.

"What should I do?" She looked up at him anxiously, "I can't tell which two are the butterflies guiding us." ”

A layer of sweat beaded on his forehead, "Blue Butterfly walked in this direction before, let's go forward first." "Continuing to gallop forward, there are rice sacs everywhere, and every place is almost exactly the same as before, as if it is back to the same place, which makes people mistakenly think that they are going the wrong way, but in fact it is not.

She felt more and more uneasy.

He was also a little flustered, and whenever he heard the news, he would protect her tightly.

"My father has been here before, and I remember him saying that the Butterfly Valley is a peaceful and peaceful paradise, and there are thousands of butterflies, but there is no blue butterfly, because the blue butterfly has a keen sense of smell, and it has been domesticated by the mountain ghosts, and the mountain ghosts use the blue butterfly to distinguish the way. Unexpectedly, there are blue butterflies here. He raised his hand to smooth the wrinkles in her eyebrows: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my negligence that is the worst, that is, the two of us died here together."

It was too late, it was fast, and countless figures suddenly broke into the corner of his eye, and those figures moved extremely fast, and they were like undead. Thinking she had seen a ghost, she screamed in horror and buried her head in his arms and grabbed him by the sleeve.

Those people were still moving rapidly, so fast that he could only see countless flashes of ghosts, and he didn't know how many people came, his heart was beating wildly, he reached out and touched the sword and held it tightly, and when those figures gradually became clear, his palms were already sweating.