85 Chapter 4, Section 11 The Burning Bone Butterfly
The door was slowly opened, and Ye Ling's eyes that came out of it flashed with an obsession, the bloodshot in his eyes still existed, but it was not as scarlet and hideous as before, and the cover of his teeth and claws had faded, and his eyes at this time had a clear tiredness.
Ye Ling glanced at Ye Jian, who was waiting by the door, and said lightly: "Let's go, go to the doctor." ”
The sticky rain suddenly fell heavily.
In the next few days, Ye Ling treated people everywhere in the Ye family's side vein, and what was surprising was that in just three days, most of the people in the Ye family's side vein had recovered, and suddenly the entire Ye family's side vein swept away the previous depression, with a bit of joyful atmosphere, they praised Ye Ling.
However, in such an atmosphere, Ye Ling, who was the person concerned, did not see a trace of joy on his face, and walked on this territory expressionlessly, with no sadness or joy on his face, nothing, perhaps only by looking at the frost and cold, he could see many things from that face, there was obsession, hatred, and coldness.
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In the middle of the moonlit night, in Ye Ling's room.
Ye Lingzheng tilted her head very seriously and stared at the crimson egg in front of her, her left hand was raised on the egg, the blood kept staying, dripping on the egg, and then it was absorbed completely, but Ye Ling's expression was flat as if nothing had happened, as if it was not her wrist that was bleeding, but just staring at the egg intently, the egg exuded a crimson light, reflected on Ye Ling's face, and the originally exquisite face had a bit of a weird feeling.
The wooden door was slowly pushed open, and the moonlight poured in like water in a stream, but in a moment, it spread a room of ground, and Frost stood quietly in front of the door, staring at the Ye Ling in the door, who felt a little strange now, but felt extremely familiar with Ye Ling, without saying a word, the end of the shadow cast by the moonlight was pointy, and it was inserted on the red egg.
Ye Ling didn't look up, her eyes were all given to the egg, and she just said lightly: "You are here." ”
Frost felt a bitterness in his throat and asked, "What is this?"
Ye Ling stared at the egg and said, "Burning Bone Butterfly, the strongest cup in the world." ”
Frost Han's eyes flickered with fear for a moment, and he remembered the legend about this cup: "Burning Bone Butterfly, Destroying Souls." Butterfly inherits the will and lives, with obsession as the fire, obsession endlessly, never die, with longevity as nourishment, can be conceived, butterfly out, obsessed with the person burns the bones and embers, his wish, by the butterfly. ”
Frost felt as if his throat was being grabbed fiercely, and it was very difficult before he made a little sound: "Why ......"
Ye Ling stared at the crimson egg in front of him, smiled faintly, and said, "Why ......?
Frost Han stood by the door, feeling a giant beast pressing him, so that he couldn't say a word, the crimson light in the room swayed like a candle, and the light licked Ye Ling's face, and under the red light, her face became whiter and whiter, but there was no intention of stopping.
Shuang Han looked at Ye Ling's continuous bleeding blood, feeling that the blood was flowing from his heart, the whole heart hurt like a knife, as if there were hands on his neck getting harder and harder, trying to strangle himself to death, a feeling of suffocation came, her shadow swayed in the room, her expression was always flat as usual, indifferently, it was colder than her own spiritual power.
Time passes slowly in the night.
With a long exhalation, Frost finally stepped into the room that he subconsciously regarded as a ghost, approached the crimson egg, and said with difficulty, "Stop......"
After speaking, his wrist was raised, his fingers made a sword, and he slashed his wrist, and blood continued to flow on the eggs.
Ye Ling finally raised his head, looked at the frost and cold, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and smiled, still thrillingly beautiful.
Under the infusion of frosty blood, the crimson light grew stronger and stronger, echoing the full moon in the distance.
Ye Ling turned around and went to a shadowy place, and when he came out again, he was holding a person in his arms, and that person had his eyes closed peacefully, but it was Ze Li.
Ye Ling said softly: "It's almost ......"
At this time, the Burning Bone Butterfly Egg in front of him suddenly burst out with a strong spiritual power, pushing the frost away in an instant, while Ye Ling slowly walked towards the butterfly egg with Ze Li in his arms.
Frost suddenly realized what was going to happen, her pupils narrowed instantly, her mouth opened, and her hand wanted to be raised, but she was awakened by a tingling pain and couldn't say a word.
A layer of crimson flames suddenly ignited on the egg, and in an instant, it spread on Ye Ling's body, Ye Ling looked at Frost Cold in the flames, his indifferent expression seemed to be dissolved by the flames all of a sudden, and smiled, this moment of smile is a picture that Frost and Cold will never forget for the rest of his life.
Her voice was not as hoarse as it had been for the past few days, as when she woke up from a coma and saw her, she said, "Are you awake?" I'm still sorry, but I promise, there won't be a next time. ”
She left the last smile of her life in the crimson flames, and with Zeli she turned to ashes and spread it on the eggs of the Burning Bone Butterfly.
Frost Han looked at it and said bitterly: "So what, I am willing to be used by you......"
It's a pity that she can't hear that person anymore.