Ye Ling was dressed in white, and he was absolutely clear! Guiding a drop of blood into a golden spell! The hidden golden blood with endless spiritual power didn't give him any time to fight back, and the blood dripped into his eyebrows in an instant!

The young man in white has a blue eyebrow, an extremely light and light blue, faintly exuding a layer of faint light, extremely bewitching, and the warm sun is faintly sprinkled on his face, outlining his perfect outline in depth or shallow!

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"Once upon a time there was a little boy who, from the time he was sensible, knew that he was born into a prestigious family. But he didn't understand why he was also a child of the family, and when other children were practicing the martial arts in the martial arts field, he could only secretly watch from the side......"

"Over the years, the boy grew into a young man, and later met the man he wanted to protect for the rest of his life......"

"The boy swears that as long as he is in one day, he will protect a person for one day, whether she is as beautiful as the moon or low in the dust, she is just her, the person who protects the young man to death......"

The corners of Ye Ling's mouth couldn't help but overflow a trace of blood, the white-clothed Shengxue, standing in the void, with a faint silver halo around his body, beautiful as a dream, it made people gasp, the woman moved with the wind, the fingertip magic changed, and the phantom butterfly powder around the young man's body was taken away, and the white clothes were floating, as if shocked!

She has no sword in her hand, but it is better than a sword, and her fingertips reflect a little bit of broken starlight, flying up little by little, surrounding her body, as if there is a silver lightsaber that seems to be nothing, instantly turning into tens of millions of points, devouring all the phantom butterfly powder!

In front of him, Zhao Zilan was still struggling in it, Ye Ling's face was beautiful and vulgar, as if he did not eat the fireworks of the world, he was really beautiful and cold, and his voice was astringent: "The lucky person has been cured by childhood for a lifetime, and the unfortunate person has been cured of childhood all his life, but what does it matter?" I used to want to see what would happen to the light in the stars of the universe if there was no more darkness...... People are like this, a well-behaved child from the beginning, others can't tolerate a little mistake, and the mud spots on the white clothes are particularly eye-catching, but the senior brother ......"

"Hasn't the human heart always been like this...... Doing what you feel scared of, meeting people you fear or even hate, that's ...... growth"

"Ten years can prove winter thunderstorms and snow, a hundred years can prove birth, old age, sickness and death, thousands of years can be a pity for the change of dynasties, ten thousand years can see the change of stars, there are really too few people who are good to me in this life, senior brother, I only wish you ...... Peace and joy. The words fell, and while she woke up Zhao Zilan, she ...... a little Erase all memories between them little by little......

The Dream Butterfly is not an ordinary thing, and it is hopelessly incurable if it is contaminated, even she ...... It can only be sealed with the blood of the heart! And at the cost...... The elder brother no longer remembers her......

"No...... ......" Zhao Zilan's white clothes were miserable, his tone was so light that he trembled, and his face was as pale as snow at this moment! He would rather fall into the illusion of the dream butterfly forever, even if he dies inside, he will not forget her!

"Senior brother, I have always treated you as a brother, little junior sister can't watch you die, right......" Her black and white eyes stared at him seriously, with an unconcealable astringency in her eyes, it is true that all the people who are good to her, she cherishes every bit of it.

"I remember that Senior Brother has always been cold and cold, the cold son of the family, Shi Wushuang, Ze Shi Mingzhu, will never take a second look at other people's affairs, from now on, I will never make an exception for me more than once, I will not be stumped, I can cultivate without distractions......" Ye Ling smiled sweetly at him, his smile was extremely bright, more brilliant than any time: "Senior brother, my name is Ye Ling, Ye of Ye Zi, Ling of Lingxiao, is a disciple of Boundless Peak, that's all." ”

"Little junior sister...... No...... I don't want to ......" Zhao Zilan's voice was hoarse and difficult, and above his always cold face was extreme despair, and the clear fingertips under the white clothes were pinched ......, and the white clothes were stained with blood...... It's his business to like the little junior sister, but it's even like this...... Can't you keep it......

He couldn't do it...... No more love.........

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound anymore, and his throat hurt......

Zhao Zilan looked at the white-clothed girl in front of him desperately, the vivid picture in his memory gradually blurred bit by bit, Yejia Village saw the bright and eccentric girl for the first time, and the Yunxiao Sword Sect competed together, and asked him with a smile, Senior Brother will help me, right? A mischievous trickster who sticks out his tongue.........

Big brother, I'm going to fight you alone!

Big brother, I don't take you like this!

Big brother, this little boy must be very bitter, right? I want to wish him happiness and happiness every day in the future.

Senior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, but do you miss me?

Senior brother, if you do this, you will lose your dear little sister!

Now, he has really lost this little girl he put on the tip of his heart......

The memories gradually dissipated, and even the heart was slowly cracking, shattering into pieces, and turning into cold dust.

He Zhao Zilan has fought for a lot of things in his life, but no matter what it is, he can give up, only the little junior sister, now, the last trace of warmth on the tip of his heart...... will all be gone............

"Ling'er......" The young man's deep and cold eyes can accommodate everything, she is the only one in it at this moment, and for the first time in his life, he called her for the first time and for the last time: "Ling'er ......"

Silent, unprecedented, terrifying pathos, flooded the entire Silent Garden, the pain was too thick, too miserable, too desperate, deep into the bone marrow......

When I was young, I hated one person, loved one person, and only loved one.

Now, he even forgets about ...... Favorite people......

The young man in white fell slowly, fairy-like, lonely and cold, with long hair like a waterfall, his eyes falling into the stars, and his demeanor was peerless.

Ye Lingsu's hand was slightly raised, and the man in white was placed on the soft couch, his beautiful eyes flowed, like a pale butterfly that had lost its breath in the dark, his expression was indifferent, like a fairy who did not eat fireworks in the world, the corners of his mouth were astringent, as ethereal and gorgeous as fireworks: Senior brother, I would rather you live well than memory.

The woman in white turned to leave.

Behind him, like a cold and immortal man, a white dress was slightly stirred up by the cold wind of the warm sun, and under the light dyeing of the flowing water-like golden sun, it was like a snow lotus blooming alone in the cold silence, quiet and elegant without causing dust, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye......

"Senior Sister Ye, you are injured, but do you want to heal your injuries?" Mu Chen's eyes froze, and he took a few steps forward, and worry flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Sister Ye, my father gave me the Yuan Qi Pill, you take it." Qian Yan directly took out a spirit pill, and his face was also anxious, Senior Sister Ye couldn't have any more accidents.

"No need, Senior Brother will wake up later, what should I do, what should I do, what you listen to him is, I'm going into retreat, no matter what, don't disturb me." Ye Ling's slightly pale and beautiful little face also seems to be hidden in the clouds, looking bleak and unpredictable, it is really not a person in the world, it is so beautiful that it is not stained with a little dust, people dare not force it, just like the purest pear blossom, the temperament is refined, floating in the world, beautiful and vulgar, and elegant as a fairy.

Her steps were light, her white clothes brushed by, and her body swept by like a wisp of green smoke, and she closed the door directly, and the enchantment flashed away, her breath was strong, and there was even a faint killing intent!

Although Mu Chen looked at Ye Ling with a blank face, his eyes were deep, and Senior Sister Ye and Senior Brother seemed to have an accident......

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In the room, the woman in white changed into a man in red in the blink of an eye! Men are noble and noble! A red dress is outlined with a thin black line to outline the Manzhu Shahua, which looks beautiful and bloodthirsty, three thousand green silk is tied up with a jade crown at will, which looks casual and natural, the dark eyes are slightly closed, the evil is extreme, the skin is like condensation, the face is very handsome, the domineering sword eyebrows, the tall nose, the slightly dull lips, if you ignore the red clothes, there is a bit of fairy temperament, wearing the red clothes, there is an indescribable sense of evil and danger!

Hazuki, Hazuki...... You can't move anyone, but you want to move Zhao Zilan, whom I regard as my brother...... So...... Next, you have to catch Ben Gongzi's revenge......

If you want to live without dying, the way is really ...... Too much! She is not a good person, if it weren't for Ye Xuehua and his wife, when Ye Yue attacked her for the first time, she would have died directly in her hands! Now again and again, but it is ...... Look for death!

The man in red's bony fingers shook slightly, and there was a strange mask on his face, with ink as the base, red mandala pattern, slightly mixed with golden streamer, and the weird slowly spread from the edge of the mask, the dark flower mandala looked so evil and unrestrained, and dangerous and bloodthirsty! It's just a look, and it's chilling!

Immediately, the unruly figure in red disappeared into the Ye family......

And Zhao Zilan's house ......