"Have you seen butterflies? Those light and beautiful insects are flying in the fields from spring, what a joy! If one day, I want to become a butterfly and fly around a beautiful girl......"

Sanyana is illiterate, and Bing Qingcheng used to read some stories to her when she was in Viktoriaburg. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info When Ice Blue first met Sanyana, Sanyana said that she was a prisoner of the castle, and when she said this, she was like Rapunzel on a tower, so Ice Blue Orange didn't know, she was saying that she couldn't leave Viktoriaburg.

But now that everyone is dead, Minfu is still alive.

The sharp blade slashed through the oncoming wind, and the encounter of metal and metal collided with scorching sparks, and the orderly sound of gunfire accompanied the last halo of the sinking sunset, and the smell of gunpowder permeated the wind.

Twelve swords, each sword cut a bullet with precision, making it the same two petals, the crunch of the jingle was confident and cold, and the bullet fell to the ground like the sound of a piano.

Twelve rounds, which is just the capacity of the pistol magazine. When the first shot is fired, it happens that the sunlight is completely gone, and when it suddenly darkens, people's eyes will be a little uncomfortable, especially for people wearing sunglasses, the vision will be darkened more thoroughly at that moment. It's a great time to sneak up.

When Ice Blue Orange split the first bullet, the man pulled the trigger again, but it was not a one-shot shot that missed the bullet in one place, nor was it a shoddy marksmanship affected by the shock. He was premeditated, each bullet calmly, striking the weakest hole in the ice orange's defenses without trembling, and the time interval between the twelve bullets grew faster and faster, like a rapid, throat-grabbing drumbeat.

If it weren't for the fact that Bing Qingcheng's sword was faster and more stable, if it weren't for the powerful power exerted by the weird mad qi swordsmanship, Bing Qingcheng, who practiced orthodox fighting qi, would not have been able to win.

Bing Qingcheng knew it because she had seen it. Once a gifted and famous swordsman slashed hundreds of bullets and finally lay dead in front of this flowing and brisk spearmanship. Bing Qingcheng thought that she couldn't match the famous swordsman in terms of talent and effort, and if that person pulled out a gun and bit her weak defense to attack, she would have to run away immediately to find cover, and she would definitely not stand still and play handsome.

Among Minfer's men, the only one who regarded bullets as art should be able to comprehend the gun and ammunition, a weapon that had only been developed in the last hundred years, to such an extent.

"What a beautiful voice, what an intoxicating power!" With a sharp-sounding chant that made people feel a little uncomfortable with a sissy, a strangely dressed young man walked out.

He looked like he was in his twenties, and his clothes were trendy and fashionable. A coat was half-worn and half-hung on the arm, revealing shoulders that looked quite round and strong, because it was wearing a vest that looked obviously three sizes larger, but the buttons of the coat were tied at the waist, making the lower body look like wearing a skirt, and the wide belt tightened the waist. Although there are a lot of things hanging on it that look cumbersome and obviously useless, they just don't receive the contents of the space bag.

Although he wore it in such a way that it was impossible to tell whether he was wearing pants or not, even whether he was wearing slippers or leather boots could only be seen when he walked. But Bing Qingcheng doesn't hate him.

His name is Nine Nights You, and he asks others to call him Nine Nights Youjun. This name is a stage name as soon as it sounds, because the names on the Silver Moon Continent are all famous and surnamed, even if they are not noble names, they must carry the location of their hometown behind them. The name Jiuye You is similar to the obvious pseudonym of Bing Qingcheng, which is not at all the same as other people's pseudonyms, and is full of stubbornness. Bing Qingcheng inexplicably felt that Jiuye Youjun was very pitiful, so when no one called him Jiuye Youjun, he obediently called him Jiuye Youjun.

"Nine Nights Youjun, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still have the same style." Bing Qingcheng helped his sunglasses and looked at the other party and said.

"Bing Qingcheng, your voice is still as arrogant as before!" Jiu Yeyou raised his head and looked at Bing Qingcheng, "As arrogant as your height." Nine Nights added.

Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! This guy's height is actually Zhengtai's height! Bing Qingcheng pushed the sunglasses that didn't need to be supported at all to hide the embarrassment. Why didn't I find out before...... By the way, it seems like I left here as tall as him.

Jiu Yeyou's face was very tender, his skin was very white, and his hair was almost light and the pink color was simply held behind his head, but a large number of broken hair fluttered in the wind one by one, scattered on his white and slender neck...... Well, the chin is pointy, the lips are thin, the color is a somewhat morbid light pink, the nose is very delicate and straight, the eyes are large, and the color is a watery silver-gray, which is really a lovely color......

Bing Qingcheng suddenly covered her face, and she remembered why Jiu Yeyou wanted to fight the famous swordsman alone, because the other party called him a rabbit or a man or a woman or something skinny......

Nine Nights Youjun is beautiful like a girl...... Well, it seems that there is a book called "Killing and Receiving Enlightenment" or "Killing and Attacking Enlightenment", it seems to be a very bad thing, hehe.

"You've grown up, Bing Qingcheng, and your voice sounds a little too mature." Jiu Yeyou didn't understand why Bing Qingcheng suddenly turned red.

"You're still drifting like before...... I mean, Nine Nights Youjun is as handsome as ever. Bing Qingcheng said insincerely.

"The head of the house was not in the castle, he went to the south." Nine Nights said sensibly that he knew that Bing Qingcheng had returned to the family.

It was dark, the darkness completely enveloped the gloomy woods, and the wind of the night tore at the branches that had few leaves, and the sound was bleak and cold, blowing on the body of the person and making people tightly wrap their clothes.

"Sanyana." Bing Qingcheng heard her stiff tongue say this name that seemed taboo to her, "Is she okay...... I heard she ......"

"She's dead, Sanyana." Nine Nights stood in the dark and said to her.

The moon in the sky did not come out, and there were no stars, only the Viktoria Fort behind the nine nights, and the gray and black outline was lit with sporadic lights.

"I wasn't in the castle when she died, and I heard that she died in childbirth, both mother and child." Jiuye Yu said softly, "She is too weak, and she has suffered another mental blow, and she has lost all hope......"

He didn't say any more, Ice Blue Orange had clung to the trunk of a tree, the sawdust shattering, the thorns piercing the skin of her hands, or the deeper flesh, leaving bright red palm prints on the white section.

Sanyana, she's really dead, it's because of me, it's all my fault.

"Ice Orange." Jiu Yeyou called her name softly and asked her a seemingly inconsequential question, "It's so dark, you are wearing sunglasses, can you see my face clearly?" ”

It was too close, and while Bing Qingcheng was still clutching the bark, Jiu Yeyu took a very aggressive step forward, almost in front of her, and the warm air flow sprayed into her face between breaths.

Hey, what do you mean by standing so close? Don't you see me slapping my hands and bleeding? Want to go back? Bing Qingcheng thought like this, although most of her thoughts were occupied by Sonyana's poignant and sad voice and smile, but she still smelled it, and from the hair of Jiuyeyu that was blown on her face by the wind, she smelled a special fragrance.

Bing Qingcheng grabbed Jiu Yeyu's hand that was about to take off her sunglasses with her other hand, and leaned forward slightly, so that they were closer, and their foreheads were almost touching.

"It doesn't matter, Nine Nights Prince. It's just an ordinary night, but for me, the night I can see you is the sunshine that I haven't seen in a long time. Bing Qingcheng said in her gentlest voice.

"Your voice sounds sad." Jiuye Youyan clasped her hand, "Bing Qingcheng, are you okay?" ”

"I don't think I'm too good." Bing Qingcheng said, "I connected the Crazy Qi Sword Technique three years ago, and then left this place. I've never lost a fight over the years, but I'm scared. ”

"I'm not afraid that madness will affect my mind, and I will gradually become a monster that cuts people when I see blood." Bing Qingcheng paused and said, "It's time, my time is running out." ”

"When?" Nine Nights looked at her.

"That's right." Bing Qingcheng slowly let go of her hand, "The world has always thought that the magic of the mad qi sword technique is to consume the user's time in exchange for vitality, but I feel it," Bing Qingcheng stripped her hair, "While gaining strength, my time has also been lost." I'm growing faster than normal, or I'm aging faster, my actual age this year is sixteen, but if you look at me like this, who can tell that I'm actually a junior high school girl! I'm already an adult, my biological age is 20 years old, I should say I'm 20 years old now, inside out. ”

Bing Qingcheng didn't lie, her body was already tall and plump, she was dressed as a single young woman from top to bottom, and there was no cowardice and cowardice between her gestures.

"I just want to make my little life a little more exciting." Bing Qingcheng sighed to herself, "That's why I thought of Sanyana's grave......" She didn't know what words to use, and broke off with her, but it wasn't over at all, talking to her about the past, but they were no longer friends, or even enemies.

"Your hand hurts." Nine Nights reminded him.

A small ball of water condensed on the injured hand, and Bing Qingcheng directly rinsed it with the water condensed by the magic power, which was obviously uncomfortable, and the pain of the wound and the cold water contact made her frown.

"I can take you there, but Lady Sanyana's rest is in the castle, and the current lady of the head of the family is also in the castle." Nine Nights said.

"Is she okay?" Bing Qingcheng asked, and she also used this ribbon to say, "The current lady of the head of the family." ”

Bing Qingcheng's feelings for Sanyana are full of guilt, which can be said to be because of Mingfu's current woman, the current lady of Victoria, the girl who suffered in place of her sister, Sanyana's sister, and the girl who hates Bing Qingcheng more than she hates Mingfu! Bing Qingcheng regretted what she had done, and she didn't dare to mention her name at all.

"It's okay, it's not going to die yet." Nine Nights You described.

"Can you avoid her as much as possible?"

"Absolutely."

Nine Nights led the way, entered through the side gate of Viktoriaburg, passed through narrow or quiet paths, came to the back garden of the castle, and finally saw the tomb of Sanyana among the flowers.

This was the last place where Sanyana rested, and Bing Qingcheng looked at the beautiful tombstone made of the finest stone, with ornate inscriptions inlaid with gold, describing the woman in the most beautiful language, and in front of her were bouquets of precious stones and crystals, and flowers carefully planted by the gardeners around her.

Hahaha! Bing Qingcheng laughed silently. It's really Mingfu's style, the lost woman is still buried in her back garden, and when she dies, she has to be buried by her side and watch her every day, and then marry a sister who is very similar to her! Sounds so infatuated! It seems that he loves this woman very much! It's really the true hypocrisy of Minver Victoria.

If he is a little nicer to Sanyana, if he, the devil, only has half a true affection for Sanyana! Sanyana will not die.

"I'll leave first, remember to look for me at the door when you leave." Nine Nights said.

"Yes." Bing Qingcheng replied, she could only give a simple gratitude, and the Nine Nights who were standing beside her would not notice the tears on her face.

After Nine Nights left, Bing Qingcheng stood motionless in place until the wind dried her tears. She took out a book from the space bag, a well-preserved but old-fashioned novel wrapped in cowhide, "The Killing of Butterflies".

"Sanyana, I told you that I hate this novel, it's not that the heroine's name is Ice Butterfly, the male protagonist's name is Qingcheng, because I didn't know this novel when I called my name, so because of this coincidence, I was really unhappy."

"What I want to say to you is the end of this story. It has two endings, the first one is the one I read when I last met you and read it, the boy and the girl went to a distant city, and then they lived happily together. In fact, after this, there is also an ending, an ending that we don't like, and I didn't read it to you, because it is written after the happy ending, which is the development of the happy ending, the real ending of the book. ”

Bing Qingcheng did not open the book, she put her hand on the book, the cover of the book was wrapped in brown paper, and on the cover of the novel under the book cover was a bust of a handsome young man and a beautiful girl facing each other sideways, they looked at each other, intoxicated by each other's gentle and lingering gaze.

It looks sweet, but in fact they shouldn't be together, and the encounter from the beginning is an irreversible mistake. The lingering eyes are not sweet tenderness, but sad forbearance, and the unbearable persistence of wrapping the other party in the web of death.

She didn't open the book, but just stood under the dim street lamp, letting the autumn wind blow wantonly on her coat, her hair, her skin, reciting the ending of the story that she had memorized. That's enough, the sound from the garden is the best accompaniment.