Chapter Forty-Nine: Luo Han Comes

Yilian was dumbfounded, and it took a while to come back to her senses, "Ah, Hualing asked you to come?"

Silver Butterfly flipped her wings in reply.

"What is Hua Ling looking for? Also, where has he been? What is he doing now?"

"There is a woman who has an accident, Hua Ling asked us to inform Luo Han. Silver Butterfly replied good-naturedly.

"Who is it?Is it Liu Sanqian?" Yilian hurriedly asked, "What happened to her?"

"Girl, this matter is urgent, so it's inconvenient to say more. Can you take us to Luo Han first?"

"Oh, come with me. Yilian pointed in a direction, and the silver butterfly flew in that direction. Flying all the way, raising a clear glow.

The silver butterfly flew at the front, followed by a flock of colorful butterflies. The colors are beautiful and unconventional. The posture is soft and soul-catching.

Yilian exclaimed as she directed the direction. After a while, she returned to the door of Luo Han's study. She touched the tip of her nose and felt as if her nose was still aching.

"Knock" she knocked on the study door for the second time.

Yilian waited quietly, and she took a deep breath. In one day, if she has to touch the master's scales twice, she is still very jealous in her heart.

There was a "clang" sound, which was the sound of a book slamming against the door.

Well, the one inside seems to be in a bad mood.

Yilian was full of frustration, she glanced back at Yindie, a little embarrassed, "Haha, there are always a few days every month, which makes everyone laugh." ”

“......”

"Knock knock" Yilian plucked up her courage and knocked again without giving up.

"Get out. Luo Han's voice was frozen to the bottom, and one word was concise and to the point.

"Master, something happened to Hua Ling. Yilian said loudly.

As soon as she finished speaking, the closed door was suddenly opened, and Yilian could avoid it, and she was hit hard in the face again. That beautiful little face, wrinkled.

Luo Han stood in front of the desk, his hands propped up on the table, his breath was short, and he was a little flustered, "How did you know?"

Yilian walked further, stepping over the messy books on the ground, still rubbing her face, "Hualing sent a group of butterflies over, and they told me. ”

"Where are the butterflies?"

"Waiting outside the house. ”

"Please. ”

"Yes. ”

The flying butterflies, with Luo Han's permission, flew in one by one.

Inside the house, the rosewood burner burns with elegant incense, and the ever-bright lamp stands in the corner of the desk. The bright light, and the rising smoke, lingered throughout the study.

Luo Han's face was half light and half shadow. The smoke steamed in front of him, making his face soft as frosted. But the tight lower lip and the tightened facial line still betrayed the owner's emotions.

He was worried and anxious.

"What the hell happened?" Luo Han asked, his voice trembling a little.

Yindie stopped at the corner of the bookshelf and said peacefully: "The girl of the Liu family has been taken away. ”

Luo Han's body shook and immediately asked, "What took her away?"

"I don't know. In short, it is not a living thing. ”

Yilian interjected, "Is it a ghost?"

"Perhaps," Silver Butterfly couldn't be sure, it was ambiguous, "only sure it wasn't a living thing, and it was ......"

"And what, you say it quickly!" Yilian hurriedly urged.

"That thing, the resentment is very deep, Miss Liu's special physique, I'm just afraid of ...... There will be danger. ”

"Where?"

"Wuyi Lane. ”

After Silver Butterfly finished speaking, the rest of the colorful butterflies began to move. They separated, converged, and combined in different permutations to form a dynamic picture. In the center of the picture, there is a vague face, although it is difficult to identify, but the tear mole under the corner of the eye reveals the identity of this person.

That girl is Liu Sanqian.

The picture begins with Liu Sanqian getting into a taxi. Frame by frame, it's like a movie playing.

When the picture was played, Liu Sanqian was pulled by his hair and dragged out of the car, Yilian covered her eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Luo Han was silent, and Yilian's eyes were dark, so she didn't know what the man's emotions were.

After a while, Yilian opened her eyes and looked through her fingers. In the picture, Liu Sanqian is holding the girl's hand and running bravely in one direction. Behind him, the butterfly transformed into a human form and stepped on a man's knee.

The picture comes to an abrupt end here, and the butterflies who have completed their mission scatter in all directions, and the screen shatters. From the main entrance of the study, they flew into the sky everywhere.

"Wow, that's a lot of butterflies!"

A lantern monster floats in mid-air, mischievously chasing butterflies flying away.

There were a few imps who couldn't bear it, and they put Kong Ming lanterns in the distance early. The lantern had their names written on it, and under the expectation of the ghosts, it drifted towards the blood moon in the distance.

Put a lantern on the sky for you, and may you have peace for a lifetime. If we have a goodbye in the next life, can we continue the previous relationship?

became a ghost, and it turned out that he was also attached!

In the sky, colorful butterflies are flying, and the sky lanterns are always bright.

In the study, there was silence, and no one spoke.

"Shifting Lotus ......" Luo Han coughed a few times halfway through his words, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and the tips of his fingers that clenched his fists hard turned white.

"Sir. Yilian was very worried about Liu Sanqian, and she was also worried about Luo Han with this appearance, she had hardly seen such an unusual emotion on a man's face.

"You go with me. ”

"Good. ”

The silver butterfly did not fly away with the rest of the colored butterflies, it was still perched on Luo Han's bookshelf, and from time to time it stirred its lower wings, "I'll go with you." ”

The two of them walked towards the open space of the courtyard, and the silver butterfly flew around the lotus a few times, and finally turned into a butterfly-shaped hosta and inserted it into the bun of the lotus.

Yilian touched it, and the hosta texture was smooth and cold to the touch. I can't help but feel a little addictive.

"Ahem. A male voice coughed a few times, "Girl, don't touch me again." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Yilian hurriedly apologized, and the whole person turned red with embarrassment.

The man chuckled a few times, and his voice was unusually good.

The courtyard is deep and quiet as usual. Luo Han stood in the middle of the clearing, picked up a leaf, and played a melody.

After a while, the sound of horses' hooves stomped, and the red steed galloped in front of Luo Han and bowed his head respectfully.

"Chi Su, why are you here?" said Yi Lian, touching Chima Xiuyi's mane and wondering.

Akama hissed twice and flicked his tail unhappily. After a few more moments, the body of the carriage came slowly.

When it saw the proud horse, it swooped down and crashed into it. The wheels of the car collided unceremoniously, and the red horses also met head-on, their nostrils exhaling.

"You're going to quarrel? This is the first time this has happened!" said Yilian, looking at it with relish.

"Stop. Luo Han said a word.

The cart and the horse stopped moving. It's just that they're all turning their backs to each other, obviously still angry.

"When you work, you have to have a harmonious relationship, and when you come back, you can continue the unfinished battle!"

"Luo Han, hasn't Sister Sanqian come back yet?" Alice's voice came from behind him, interrupting the little farce.

Yilian turned around and saw the boy holding the bear doll, his beautiful face still buried in the doll.

Luo Han's face was already bad, but now it is even more purple. He didn't look back, and walked away coldly.

The girl sighed.

The boy stood there, his eyes red, and the voice he had just spoken was still crying.

Yilian wanted to come forward to comfort her, but the situation at Sanqian was urgent, and she couldn't afford to delay at all. After a few glances, she could only follow Luo Han into the carriage.

Two people were seated.

The carriage floated in mid-air, and the sky lights outside the window illuminated the way forward.