Hua Ling turned into a butterfly and flew in mid-air. His wings fluttered as he watched the movement below. The forest is dark and the trees are towering. There are a few nocturnal animals, shuttling between them, startling branches and swaying.

The boy who turned into a butterfly looked very carefully. If he didn't look carefully, the swaying branches and the dense sound of insects would most likely cover everything up and make him miss his goal.

Liu Sanqian, there must be no trouble.

That woman is not only the last person of the Nanling Liu clan, but there is also an inextricable connection between her and the master.

The master has always been a loner and hates trouble. Only he was very attentive to this woman, and helped her again and again, and took care of everything for her.

Although I don't know what the relationship between the two is, the woman is very important to the master. With this alone, he also has to protect the woman's safe return.

What's more, he has a strange sense of intimacy with Liu Sanqian. Although she always caused all kinds of trouble for the inn, the empathy and indifferent gesture that always hung on her face still made him want to get close.

This time, it was my negligence and the heavy trust of the master. But Liu Sanqian, please be safe.

Hua Ling flew all the way in the direction where Liu Sanqian pulled the woman away. The trail along the way is overgrown with weeds and untrimmed. In this deserted and remote place, I don't know how many bloody tragedies have happened.

Despair and misery, night after night.

Hua Ling flew for a while, and suddenly felt a strong breath.

Such a strong grievance, it must be around here!

He cast a spell, and a ray of light shot out into the dense sky. With a "boom", fireworks bloomed next to the blood moon, and sparks splashed in all directions, illuminating everything around them.

The fleeting "epiphany" in the air is as bright as a galaxy. In a blink of an eye, the flowers bloom and fall all over the sky. When it withered, the tail crossed the brilliant firelight, like a meteor shimmering.

People in the center of the town, walking on the busy crossroads, occasionally looked up and saw the remnants of the spark, and they all exclaimed: "Wow, there are shooting stars!" and then bowed their heads and made a wish.

Life in the world is nothing more than praying for good health and high-ranking officials. It would be great if you could find a beautiful man or marry a beautiful woman.

At that moment, the fireworks were bright, and everything underneath was transparent. Hua Ling could also see clearly that there was a body lying behind a large rock.

Familiar decoration and dressing, that body undoubtedly belongs to Liu Sanqian.

Hua Ling flew quickly, he fanned his lower wings, and stopped at the tip of Liu Sanqian's nose.

She breathed as usual, her face as usual. The snort brushed the butterfly's wings, and Hua Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's okay, you didn't have an accident. Otherwise, I will be to blame.

Hua Ling flew into the air, he spun twice, and changed back to the appearance of a teenager.

Black clothes and black hair, black eyes, plain and elegant, not like a butterfly.

Foot on the ground. Hua Ling stood still, he half-squatted down, leaned in front of Liu Sanqian, and observed.

Half of his face was still red and swollen.

Come to think of it, the man's blow was not small.

Hua Ling touched her face and probed her pulse. The arteries are beating smoothly and strongly, and they don't seem to be in serious trouble. He bit through his fingertips, and red blood oozed out.

Not enough, he simply made a big cut. A pool of blood gushed out of the wound. A few drops, falling to the ground, awakened the sleeping leaves.

Hua Ling used her hand as a pen, blood as ink, and her index finger danced, tracing a charm on Liu Sanqian's forehead. The air around him gradually condensed, and dazzling light shot out from Liu Sanqian's body, holy and clear.

The boy closed his eyes and uttered a word, "Wake up." ”

The two words came out, and the light flashed even more. For a moment, it was even more dazzling than the daytime sun. The nocturnal animals in the forest were flashed in a trance, why was the night so short?

This light was short-lived. The creatures were still wondering about themselves, and they were greeted back into the pitch black. They paused, and resumed their evening hunt.

The light dissipates and the darkness returns. Hua Ling snapped his fingers, and two or three ghost fires floated around, illuminating a radius of several meters.

The boy waited secretly, waiting for Liu Sanqian to open his eyes and regain consciousness.

One second, one minute.

A stick of incense, a cup of tea.

Time passed, and the woman's face was ruddy, but there was no movement.

Hua Ling's face became more and more ugly, and he looked at the girl who was still tightly closed, and his heart was numb.

Why haven't you woken up yet?

How could this spell be so powerful?

The young man's face was pale, and he touched Liu Sanqian's forehead and intercarotid artery again, and there was nothing abnormal.

He couldn't figure it out.

What went wrong?

No one could answer.

In addition to the few incapacitated men in the forest, only a group of nocturnal creatures were still active as usual, and they naturally couldn't answer the question.

There was a bird that pierced the sky and soared into the sky, as if it wanted to compete with the blood moon.

On the other side of the Blood Moon, the red horse stepped on the blazing fire, pulled the body, and moved forward quickly.

Inside the car, the two sat in silence, and the air was occupied by silence. Yilian was a little apprehensive, and she glanced at the man who was silent and didn't speak from time to time.

Luo Han sat in the middle, his eyes closed, his head up. He put his hands in the wide cuffs and frowned.

The inside of the car was cramped, and even the air seemed to be tight. Something is on the verge of exploding.

Yilian didn't dare to move.

A loud "boom" sounded, Yilian couldn't help but poke her head out curiously, the fireworks had just been bloomed, and they were still the most beautiful.

"Master, it should be Hua Ling casting a spell. Yilian looked at the place where the fire was sprinkled, where there were no brilliant neon signs, only a dark patch. Most of it is the "Wuyi Lane".

Luo Han didn't open his eyes, but said in a loud voice: "Chi Su, look for the direction of the firelight, that is the destination." ”

The red horse neighed, and his steps went faster. Yilian almost staggered and sat upright.

The hosta pinned in the hair, seeing this, chuckled twice.

Yilian was annoyed, but she still didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the master's purity, so she didn't pursue it anymore, so she could only give up.

A quarter of an hour later, Akama stopped in the clearing. Luo Han got out of the car and saw that Hua Ling was half-squatting in front of Liu Sanqian.

"Hua Ling. Luo Han called.

The young man was stunned, and quickly stood up, he walked to Luo Han's side and lowered his head, "Master." ”

Luo Han was silent and did not answer.

Hua Ling's heart was very weak, he had failed the master's entrustment, and he had no bottom in his heart, so he didn't dare to raise his head.

"I don't blame you," the man sighed in a cold voice, "Blame me, blame me for not thinking clearly." I thought this was the best for her...... Outcome...... It's my self-deception again. ”

The man muttered to himself, "I knew that Halloween was coming, and I sent her home...... Time and time again, I always hurt her...... It would have been better if I hadn't looked for her in the first place. ”

The boy and the girl could not hear clearly, but they still recognized the sadness.

My heart is very blocked.

Luo Han walked behind the rock and hugged Liu Sanqian, "She...... What's wrong?"

Hua Ling replied: "The pulse is impermanent, but I can't wake up." ”