Chapter 315: Dream Butterfly

"It's been a long time since I've heard you say that, you know, when I was in the ice coffin, I was always having a dream, a dream of living as Arina, I met my nephew, I fell in love with him in a daze, and then I was heartbroken to see the whole family in my dream being slaughtered. ”

The monk vaguely understood the key to the matter, and said in a deep voice there:

"Is the divine power of the goddess of ice and snow working, when the divine power is asleep, it will always have its own dreams, and that sword of holy blood may have the ability to attract divinity. ”

Bastia's eyes stared at the monk with a calm face, trying to find out something from his face, but Hui Gang didn't show anything, just looked at him quietly there, a look of disappointment flashed on the marquis's face, but she continued to speak, and as she spoke, her body lay flat and looked at the sky:

"After beating the dragon scorpion, you healed me, the first time I felt warmth in my life was that time, and now I still feel blushing when I think about it. ”

The things that happened when he just came to this world were brought by the female sword saint who was actually very strange in front of him at this time, and Hui Gang's heart did not ripple, just some sour memories of it, but this feeling was only a flash.

At this time, the marquis had already ignored the monk's feelings, but she was slowly narrating there:

"At that time, I was very jealous of Fei'er, her luck is so good, why is it so close to you, I can't, and such and such things. ”

As if she was tired of talking, the marquis stopped her words, Hui Gang muttered the mantra there, and after a quiet moment, the marquis, who was already silent over there, suddenly broke out, stared at the monk and scolded in turn:

"Are you still a man, I suspect that you are a believer in the goddess of ice and snow, do you still have any feelings, you bastard!!"

As he spoke, he saw the rapid change of the look on the face of the Marquis, and the tears flowing from her eyes quickly turned into a small ice cube, which fell to the ground, melted into water droplets, and then disappeared into dust, and suddenly Bastia laughed, and the laughter became smaller and smaller

"You are also a god, you are also a god, this time you came to this swamp, you must be thinking of taking away the divinity of me and Fei'er, isn't it, but you didn't expect that this is the dream of the goddess of nature, hahaha~~"

After a few sharp laughs, Bastia's strength seemed to be completely exhausted, Hui Gang looked at her quietly, and never stopped chanting, Bastya finally regained her composure, and after a while she spoke:

"Fleet, you don't understand a girl's mind, you know, I also have a divine body, my divine body, my face still has water droplets, and the water droplets keep dripping on the ground.

Hui Gang didn't wipe it, letting the droplets of water flow wantonly on his face, just, just, especially like tears.

It's all the years that the monk just came to this world, and the years spent in Gravel Town, and those that make people blush, and maybe it makes people cry when they think about it now

"Do you know how to fight?"

"Are you touching there? It's not healing. ”

"I miss you so much"

"I can't give up on my companions, leave me alone"

"After I get the Sword of Holy Blood, I'll come back to you"

.......

"If I didn't see you, it's fine......"

Henry, who had already finished his preparations, walked back, and saw the monk sitting there chanting words that he could not understand, and Bastia lying there muttering to himself with blank eyes, and already knew in his heart what was going on, although he did not have a good feeling for the Marquis of Leggins, who had always been considered an enemy, but after all, they had fought side by side for such a long time.

The heart still became a little sad, Hui Gang closed his eyes there, and already felt that something was constantly dissipating on the body of the marquis in front of him, in his sea of consciousness, at this time his own surroundings were boundless emptiness, but in front of him there was a crystal white light, white light and crystal slowly drifted away, as if the frozen ice was constantly melting and floating in the wind.

"Shall we do nothing?"

Swordsman Henry asked cautiously in the back, and looked over to see the monk's expression, Huigang's expression seemed to be frozen, and there was no change, and he did not answer the words of swordsman Henry, Henry also understood in his heart that the situation of the female swordsman could not be cured.

Moreover, the difference in fighting spirit and energy attributes, rash exertion, I am afraid that it will cause disastrous consequences.

The icy sparkle in the sea of monks' knowledge drifted away, and in Huigang's keen hearing, the marquis lying there had stopped breathing, and the signs of life had completely disappeared.

The monk slowly opened his eyes, Bastia in front of him had calmly stopped all signs of life, and the temperature around him began to slowly become cold, Hui Gang knew that this was the last remaining energy and divinity in the marquis's body began to overflow uncontrollably.

Sure enough, the cold didn't last long, and after the cold was retracted, Bastia's body began to be wrapped in the cold, and she slowly couldn't see her body and face clearly, and it was wrapped in a thick white breath like milk, which was the concentration of the cold.

The white gas became thicker and thicker, Henry stood there just quietly watching, slowly the white gas dissipated, and in front of the two people was a crystal ice cube, in the middle of which hung Bastia, and the weakness on the face of the Marquiss completely disappeared, as if an incomparably exquisite sculpture was condensed there.

The sun had come out, hanging high in the air, but the soft sunlight was unhindered over the ice, which showed no signs of melting.

Henry stared at the ice cube there, and as a warrior, he could feel that the huge ice cube was completely condensed by the cold fighting energy, extremely pure, and could not be destroyed without the opposite energy and magic at or above this power level.

Swordsman Henry sighed in his heart, saying in his heart that in this no-man's land, such an ice-sculpture-like tomb may not be a good destination, but the monk in front of him was still there motionless, and began to close his eyes again, reciting the scriptures softly.

The scriptures are full of compassion and tolerance, and although Henry couldn't understand it, he could feel the emotions contained in it, and he naturally didn't know that this was the "Great Compassion Mantra" recited by the Buddhists in the previous life to the deceased.

From the beginning of the recitation, a golden light shone straight down in the void above the monk's head, covering Huigang who was chanting, and as in the previous times, the golden light spread out as quickly as a wave.

The golden light seemed to be a wave, instantly enveloping the ice cubes that lived there, but the ice cubes that had not changed at all just now were constantly shrinking and melting under the wrapping of this golden light, and Henry was surprised in his heart for a while, and immediately shouted:

"Teacher, can the Marquis of Leggins be resurrected, you are amazing!"

Huigang, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke his judgment, his voice was indifferent and there was no emotional fluctuation in it, and the monk said:

"Just to let her rest in peace. ”

The ice cubes did not melt, but dissipated and slowly dissolved into nothingness, not only the crystal on the outside, but also the Bastia inside, there was a slight sizzling sound in the air, and the ice cubes still broke into extremely fine debris, slowly floating in the air.

Then there was a cloud of mist, the wind blew, and even the traces of existence in this world were gone, as if there had never been such a brilliant woman as Bastia in the world, Henry's eyes widened as the ice disappeared in front of him.

The bitterness in my heart, the sudden disappearance of a life I knew into nothingness was not a pleasant thing, and suddenly looking at the fog in front of me, where there were some troops, when the swordsman Henry stared, a bright spot reflected the light around him.

After looking closely, I found that it was a crystal butterfly, fluttering its wings and flying, slowly floating towards the monk, Hui just stood up, and those golden lights also quickly stopped, and the butterfly seemed to have completely lost its way.

Slowly fell on the top of the monk's head, the current Hui Gang is naturally not the bald head of the previous life, but the blonde hair representing the noble blood is not long, the butterfly quietly landed on the forehead of Hui Gang, flickered its wings a few times, and then stood still, and the sun rose higher.

The temperature also became hot, the butterfly's transparent wings slowly melted, this butterfly turned out to be completely condensed by ice crystals, melted into clear water, flowed down the forehead, slid through the eye sockets, and the face fell to the ground along the chin, Hui Gang turned around, and there were still water droplets hanging on his face, and the water droplets continued to drip on the ground.

Hui Gang didn't wipe it, letting the droplets of water flow wantonly on his face, just, just, especially like tears.