The night has passed, and the dawn has fallen.

The warm, lovely sun shines on the earth, shining on Mei Hong's warm, lovely face, and her person is warm and cute like estrus, slutty bitches, and bitches.

She smiled stupidly: "I know you're uncomfortable, but you can't be resurrected after death, right?" ”

The flower butterfly was silent and sighed, his heart aching faintly.

This kind of words were originally said to her by Hua Butterfly, but now they came out of her mouth, and he really didn't know what she was feeling and feeling in her heart.

Hua Butterfly took out a dagger from her arms, threw it in front of her, and said, "You go to your father-in-law." ”

The gentle and lovely smile on Mei Hong's face suddenly stiffened and died, and the expression on her face seemed to be that of someone who had been frozen to death in the sudden extreme cold of winter.

She said, "You can't bear to want me to die? ”

Hua Butterfly nodded and comforted: "That's for your good, your husband will love you and love you." ”

She couldn't speak, she kept shaking her head, shaking her head like a flower list in a child's hand.

Hua Butterfly smiled, patted her head, and said, "Look, you live alone, how lonely are you?" Lonely and lonely? How painful is tasteless? How nice it would be to go to him,......。 ”

As she spoke, her eyes seemed to glow, a glow of envy from the depths of her heart, but she seemed to have lost her soul.

Hua Butterfly comforted and said: "Look, you live alone, a house as big as you, just a woman's family, aren't you afraid?" ”

Mei Hong was silent.

Hua Butterfly picked up the dagger, sent it to her, and said, "I am for your good, sincerely, if you meet a villain, a thief, or a flower picker like me, what will you do?" ”

He sighed and said, "At that time, what will you do if you call the heavens and the heavens and the earth to be spiritual?" ”

"Think about it, how painful, how sad?" He spoke as if he were grieving, in pain.

He pointed to Long Zhentian's bones, and said seriously and slowly: "Look at your father-in-law, he must still be waiting for you, and he won't leave." ”

Mei Hong couldn't stand it anymore, urinating, urinating, tears, and snot...... All at once poured out.

Hua Butterfly said: "Hurry up, don't be willful, your husband is waiting for you, he must miss you very much." ”

As he spoke, he threw the dagger into her arms, and said, "You just need to poke it in gently, and you will be fine, and you will be able to see your husband." ”

Mei Hong screamed and got up, ran into the distance naked, and then suddenly broke in two.

There was still a look of disbelief, panic, fear, and malice on his dead flesh-like face.

In the distance stood a man with a knife.

Dark clothes flutter in the morning breeze.

His face and his man were made of stone.

The eyes are eerie, eerie like weird and evil ghosts in the middle of the night.

He blew the last drop of blood off his knife before he looked up at the flower butterfly.

He clapped his hands and said, "Flower butterflies are worthy of being the god of picking flowers in the world." ”

The flower butterfly looked him up and down, as if she had seen a ghost.

This person is almost exactly the same as Long Zhentian, if it weren't for Long Zhentian's bones lying on the bed, he would almost treat this person as Long Zhentian.

This man uses a knife, and his eyes are gloomy, like a ghost chasing souls and asking for his life.

Long Zhentian uses a sword, but his eyes are as cold as a lonely peak.

Flower butterfly nodded.

The man said, "Why didn't you kill her?" ”

Hua Butterfly said: "I didn't want to kill her. ”

The man said, "Then you're just trying to scare her." ”

Flower Butterfly said: "Yes, not all. ”

The man said: "What else is the reason? ”

Hua Butterfly said: "His bed is still hot, that man hasn't gone far yet, he must be nearby." ”

The man said, "You're not stupid. ”

Flower Butterfly said: "But I'm stupid." ”

The man said, "Oh? ”

Hua Butterfly said: "How could Xiaoxiong Long Zhentian die easily, how can you do something that you are not sure of." ”

The man smiled. "You go on. ”

Hua Butterfly said: "If I'm not mistaken, it's a fake dragon Zhentian lying on the bed." ”

The man said, "Yes. ”

Hua Butterfly said: "Death is your stand-in, the stand-in you buried many years ago." ”

The man said: "Clever and clever. ”

The flower butterfly slowly walked over to the bones, took off the delicate, perfect leather mask, and then revealed a strange, pale, deformed, ugly face.

Long Zhentian looked at his stand-in, and his gloomy and weird eyes seemed to reveal a trace of sadness and pain.

Hua Butterfly said: "He is doing everything you do, even your wife is sleeping with him." ”

Long Zhentian's sadness and pain were even stronger. said, "Yes." ”

Flower Butterfly said: "So I'm stupid and didn't see this." ”

Long Zhentian said: "But you still see through it, so you are not stupid." ”