A man in red walked out slowly, he was very good-looking. Behind the looming red veil is the fair skin, and the face and jaw have a little man's fortitude, so that it does not give people the feeling of "beautiful as a woman". I saw the man approaching step by step, and the most touching thing was his clear eyes, as if they were not stained with red dust, and the red gauze on his shoulders slid down a few points, revealing half of his shoulder, on which a lifelike red butterfly was engraved.

"I have lived in the belly of this dragon for three hundred years,

But I'm not a monster,

I don't know what my name is.

Butterflies are tattooed on the shoulders,

You can call me a dead leaf. The man in red smiled and spoke, bright and gloomy.

Even Yiyun is stupid, no wonder he can't find a boyfriend these years, and he has been robbed by a man?

The white horse looked at the withered leaves in a daze, her first image was in the eyes of the withered leaves, she was a crazy woman with a cloak of hair, Nima, who designed the plot and said that the most beautiful encounter?

"I'm going to kill this evil dragon!" the white horse suddenly came back to his senses, and wanted to stab the golden hairpin full of green liquid in his hand towards the dragon's body again, but was stopped by the dead leaves.

"What are you doing?!" the white horse looked at him angrily, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that his bright face was very flat!

The withered leaf held her hand and did not let go, but held the palm of his hand behind his hand, leading her: "Do you want to leave this dragon's belly? Withered Leaf said to himself, completely ignoring the white horse's anger and surprise!

Yiyun followed, rounding the winding tunnel. They came to a relatively wide space, which was an area shrouded in yellow light, and there were many large and small red blood vessels interlaced on it, which must be the nerves of the dragon. The center of the blood vessel was wrapped in a huge yellow crystal, which was glowing brightly, flashing and flickering!

"That's the dragon's guts, break it and you're going to get out. The bright yellow thing of the withered leaf said steadily.

"Break it. Will this dragon die?" asked Hakuba.

Withered Leaf nodded, his face dark. Gentian is the most important and most fragile thing of the dragon, and if you break it, you will definitely die.

"Okay! smash it!" shouted Hakuba, pointing to the gentian as it was as big as a pigeon's egg.

Nima, Yiyun looked at someone who was standing and talking without back pain, and cast a look at him, and there was deep malice in it.

"Hurry!" the white horse stomped his foot, his fingers reaching out to pull Yiyun's ears again, and urged urgently. The eldest lady's arrogant temper is undoubtedly exposed.

Yiyun dodged the claws of the white horse, so he had to respond, and the peach wood sword on his back was probably stuck there by this liquid, and he couldn't pull it out for a long time!

"Oops!" the white horse stomped heavily in his impatient footsteps, leaping into the air, his long hair sprinkled with silver spears. The silver spear in her hand spun around a few times under her teasing, firing a dazzling silver light. Then in vain, he took the silver spear and fell straight into the dragon's guts!

"Bang!" let out a crisp, high-pitched screech, and the heavy blows of the weapon and the inner tank were staggered. A few sparks burst out. The inner tank was as solid as a rock, undamaged! On the contrary, the dragon's body trembled violently, and then the dragon let out a long howl, which seemed to carry a hint of uneasiness and warning.

The white horse was shaken and sat down on the ground. The wooden pole of the silver spear in her hand had already cracked a gap: "It's so strong" Bai Ma muttered, staring at the bright yellow liner in confusion for a moment She turned to Yiyun, her eyes full of expectation.

Yoshiyun felt Hakuba's hot gaze and coughed unnaturally. In his hand he holds a slimy peachwood sword.

"Drink!" Yiyun roared, injecting all of his internal force into the peachwood sword. The other hand quickly drew a bright yellow talisman on the back of his waist. The peachwood sword was an extremely powerful internal force, and Yiyun drew the sword on the talisman. Everywhere he went, a fire was kindled. The place where the flame burned was like a special symbol, and soon the whole symbol was going to burn out.

Yoshiyun quickly pierced the talisman through the sword and stabbed it towards the gentian. The sword chiseled into the gentian with a bright flame, and a shallow fine line cracked on the gentian, and the flames flowed into it along the tiny gap, and the gentian made a loud bang! The fragments exploded from the inside out, slowly becoming transparent and disappearing into the air.

The dragon's body twisted violently, its movements gradually slowed down, and slowly stopped, and the dragon fell heavily into the water, causing a ripple of water.

At this time, the withered leaves were dressed in red like fire, and a little flame appeared between his fingers, pointing towards those fine red blood vessels. When the blood vessels are on fire, they burn up quickly, and the more they burn, the more intense they become.

"Do you want to roast dragon meat to eat?" Hakuba's sudden words made him laugh, and he laughed out loud, well, he seems to have not laughed in hundreds of years, and he has to forget what the hell is laughing?

The flames burned through the chaotic little blood vessels, and the dragon's body slowly became transparent, and finally turned into starlight and disappeared on the surface of the river.

The dark clouds in the sky shone with a hint of gold, and the light shone through the clouds, and the sun came out.

The dead leaves raised their faces and covered them with their hands in front of them, and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that I haven't seen the sun for a long time, and I am used to the dark environment, and this sun is still a little uncomfortable." But it's nice to shine warmly on your body. The red butterflies on the shoulders of the dead leaves became more and more vivid.

"Brother Moonlit Night, I have avenged you. Looking at the point of light in front of him, the white horse muttered.

Half a month later, the flood in Lenglang City had already receded. The upper and lower parts of the cold mansion were white, and a string of snow-white knots hung on the huge plaque, fluttering in the messy wind.

There were many kneeling people in the courtyard, including the people of the city, the soldiers who fought together, and the friends who came from afar. It can be seen that the popularity and prestige of the moonlit night are high. In the crowd, the white horse was dressed in plain clothes, and a small white flower was pinned to his black hair. She looked at the coffin with red eyes, and put a suit of armor that she usually wore on moonlit nights.

Listening to the steward of the Leng Mansion that when the evil dragon left, the people in the city quickly went to salvage the moonlit night, and countless boats stopped on the river, with a glimmer of hope, but there was nothing.

It wasn't until the flood waters receded that everyone found the armor on West Street. Grief enveloped the entire Yelang City, and the god of war in their hearts fell.

On the coffin was the face of the ice cube that had not changed for thousands of years on a moonlit night, and the white horse looked at it expressionlessly, stubbornly straightening up, and his thin shoulders trembled slightly.

On the way back, she kept telling herself, maybe Brother Moonnight wasn't dead? The moment she stepped into Yelang City, she realized that her Brother Moonnight was no longer there.

"Why did you leave me? "When she was four years old, her father went out on an expedition and didn't come back, and her mother left her and didn't know what to do, and now her brother who said he wanted to protect her for the rest of his life also left her, why......?