Chapter 66: Red Butterfly and the Swordsman

Men often have a natural tolerance for women, especially beautiful women, and this is no exception when put into the rivers and lakes.

The carriage on the official road walked slowly, and unexpectedly, Li Mochou and Shi Zhongjian were already sitting in the carriage with wide eyes.

"Hey, why did you let me sit in the car with this little thief?"

Obviously, everyone has such a thing as preconceived ideas, and Li Mochou is not very good at Shi Zhongjian's impression.

Jiang Feng was driving the carriage outside, and turned back to Li Mochou who poked his head out with a smile and said: "First of all, I want to correct you, he is not an adulterer, although his name is Shi Zhongyu, but many things are not what you see, and what you hear is true." It's like now that you're a well-known female devil in the rivers and lakes, do you also think you're a female devil?"

"Nonsense, it's all those guys' idea to beat this girl, and this girl just taught them a small lesson, and they slandered her. Later, this girl couldn't look past it, so she taught them a lesson!"

Li Mochou's voice was full of disdain and pride, there is no doubt that compared to most Jianghu people, Li Mochou is a master. A master has the backbone of a master, even if he is chased away, it is just that the other party is overwhelmed. Therefore, for the title of female devil, Li Mochou at this time is still very disdainful.

"Smack!"

Jiang Feng's whip made a soft crisp sound in the air.

At this time, Jiang Feng smiled at Li Mochou and continued: "Then, Miss Li, Shi Zhongyu can't drive the carriage, if I don't catch the carriage, will you drive the carriage?"

Although Li Mochou's kung fu is good, it has only been the first time since he fought the Tomb Sect that he has seen such a thing as a carriage, let alone being able to drive a carriage.

The rivers and lakes are like a besieged city, people outside the city want to come in, and people in the city want to go out.

Li Mochou yearns for the rivers and lakes, so she did not hesitate to disobey her teacher's orders and quietly ran out of the ancient tomb sect. The world is vast, and she no longer knows where she should go next or where she is going.

Yes, after meeting Jiang Feng and the others, they will follow the two unrelentingly.

"Flutter ......"

Butterflies are often the most beautiful sight, especially the red butterflies, which are rare in this season when the chill has not completely subsided.

"Imperial ......"

Jiang Feng reined in the carriage and sniffed vigorously in the air, as if behind the beautiful red butterflies, there was a unique fragrance.

Li Mochou and Shi Zhongjian, who had just retracted into the carriage, poked their heads out together, and Li Mochou was the first to ask, "What interesting things happened?"

At this time, Jiang Feng frowned, as if he was caught in some kind of thinking and memory.

At this moment, Li Mochou and Shi Zhongjian also suddenly discovered the red butterfly. In addition to its beauty, this red butterfly is exceptionally large, and the size of ordinary butterflies is no more than three inches. However, at a cursory glance, this red butterfly is at least more than five inches.

After cultivating to a certain level, the five senses tend to far surpass ordinary people. In Li Mochou's eyes, the edges of the red butterfly's wings actually exuded a strange metallic luster.

Layers of red in different shades form a pair of enchanting wings, and the more you look at it, the more you will feel that your mind is naturally immersed in it.

"Check it out!"

Jiang Feng's light skills were all good, and with a low shout, the three of them each performed light skills and headed in the direction of the red butterfly.

The treetops trembled slightly, and the speed of the three people flying through the air was so fast that they were no longer under the red butterfly in the distance.

"Huh!"

Jiang Feng's question originated from the figure that appeared in the distance, a man, a sword, and a bouquet of peach blossoms.

This swordsman, who had killed more than a dozen masters in a single move and brought huge pressure to Jiang Feng, didn't look good at all.

The criss-crossed bloodstains, the red-stained clothes, and from his pale face, it was clear that this was no one else's blood donation.

The long sword in his right hand rested on the ground, and his gaze continued to move with the dancing red butterflies. The blood and heavy wheezing could not make his right hand shake in the slightest.

"The wound on this body is so strange, it looks weird!"

Li Mochou obviously had a lot of research on the wounds left by various blades, and just at a glance, he could see that the wounds on the swordsman's body were unusual.

"It's a knife wound, to be exact, the knife wound that the red butterfly left on him!"

Jiang Feng didn't know how to see the wound on the swordsman's body, but his tone was extremely firm.

"Butterflies can hurt people, too?"

Li Mochou obviously didn't believe that this little red butterfly could actually force this swordsman whose kung fu seemed to be above him to such a situation.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but touch the silk silk in his sleeve pocket that recorded the use of a sword all his life without mentioning the sword remnants. Then his eyes were fixed on the red butterfly, and he said: "Butterflies can not only hurt people, but also kill people!"

As soon as Jiang Feng's words fell, the red butterfly that was originally swaying randomly in the air suddenly changed its dancing posture. Like a volley of swifts, it turned into endless red light around the swordsman's body.

A red butterfly that is more than five inches long, how much power will it contain in its delicate body?

Splashes of soil, flying broken branches, and fallen leaves dancing with red butterflies. In the intertwined scenes, there are endless killing opportunities.

The swordsman's right foot reached out half a step, clinging to the ground and slowly making a circular motion. A smooth arc appeared at his feet, and time, for him, had passed extremely fast and slowly.

"Poof!"

It was a red light, sweeping across his face, and in a split second, it had already left a small trace of blood an inch long.

There was more than one such wound on his body, the wound was shallow at first, and then deepened, and it was obvious that the most similar wound of this kind was a knife wound.

"Let's go!"

Even with Li Mochou's martial arts and character, seeing this red butterfly that perfectly combines beauty and weirdness, he couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of fear in his heart.

Jiang Feng shook his head at this time and said: "No need, that red butterfly will never deal with unrelated people, but unfortunately, although his swordsmanship is good, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape today!"

After a little effort between the two of them, the red butterfly had once again left a long wound on the back of the swordsman's right hand and under the ribs of his left waist.

The blood donation fell on the corners of the eyebrows, staining the whole world red. Even in the world full of crimson, for the swordsman, the dancing red butterfly is still the most eye-catching existence.

He had always seen the red butterfly, the red butterfly full of murderous intent, however, the blood donation mixed with sweat had taken away too much of his strength. He has one more chance, a chance to make a sword, and it is also the last chance.