When dawn broke, the sky was dark, and a cyan figure appeared outside the Spirit Gate and walked in slowly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

From a distance, the cyan figure was not strong, but a little thin, a young man with a delicate appearance, if there was a strong monk present, he would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance from the young man's long and calm breath...... The sixth layer of the spirit!

It is Luoyang.

In the Spirit Control Gate, only the inner disciples can leave the sect for thousands of miles and go out without returning, while the outer disciples can only stay in the outside world for a month at most, and once they go out of the sect without authorization, they will be ruthlessly wiped out by the guardian formation.

Back in front of the gate of the cave, Luoyang saw a pretty figure from a distance, holding a lunch box in her hand, waiting outside the stone gate, a female handyman in blue clothes.

"Not a red butterfly?"

Breaking through to the sixth layer of the spirit transformation, Luoyang's divine sense was also improved, and he was separated from the blue-clothed woman a hundred feet away, but he could still clearly see the other party's face...... It is a strange face that Luoyang has never seen.

Luoyang crossed his eyes with a trace of doubt, stepped forward, and said softly, "Who are you?"

The woman in blue clothes was startled by the sudden sound behind her, and turned around at this moment, revealing a face that was more delicate than the red butterfly, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Nu Qinyin, come here to deliver food to Senior Brother Luo." ”

"Shouldn't it be the red butterfly who brought me food?" Luoyang raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked a little puzzled.

In the Spirit Control Sect, the miscellaneous disciples who deliver food to the outer disciples usually do not change, unless there are some special circumstances, such as the original food delivery disciple is seriously ill, or promoted to the outer door......

Although the red butterfly and Luoyang are not related, but in the practice of most of the year, the red butterfly will always knock on the stone door on time every day, appearing in Luoyang's sight, the ordinary woman, unconsciously has left a very deep impression on Luoyang.

What's more, Luoyang vaguely felt in his heart that the replacement of the food delivery handyman might not be the promotion of Red Butterfly to the outer door, but some other reason......

Sure enough, Luo Yang clearly caught a touch of strangeness on the face of the woman in blue clothes.

I saw her sigh helplessly, her charming voice revealed a bit of jealousy, and she said in a low voice: "Sister Red Butterfly is no longer what it used to be, and she hugged Senior Brother Tang's thigh...... Naturally, I don't have to go out to do things anymore......"

The words of the woman in blue clothes blurted out, and as soon as the voice fell, she suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing, and quickly reached out to cover her lips, her moving eyes were full of panic.

However, the worry in the heart of the woman in blue clothes was obviously superfluous, and Luoyang didn't care about the disrespect for the "Senior Brother Tang" in her words, but only frowned and dropped a sentence.

"You don't have to come back to deliver food in the future. ”

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Half an hour later, on the mountainside where the miscellaneous servant's house was located.

The Lingmen has always had strict rules and strict grade divisions, especially in the miscellaneous rooms, because the elders in the sect do not like those miscellaneous disciples who have not completely separated from the mortal world, and the men and women are too close to each other, so there is a division between men and women.

The handyman in the men's room is to chop wood and carry water as a grind, and if he cultivates to reach the second floor of the spirit, he can be promoted to the outer door, while the handyman in the women's room is mainly to guide the way to deliver food, or to take care of the alchemy furnace in the alchemy room, which is much easier in comparison.

The two rooms of the miscellaneous servants, located at opposite ends of the mountainside, are far away from each other and cannot be met.

As autumn deepens, the grass and trees on the mountain are all yellow, and the fallen leaves are piled up, and the eyes are scattered, and I see that in front of the rows of low houses, most of the female handymen are out to do things, and there are few people.

At this moment, an ordinary-looking woman pushed the door out, dressed in red, her face seemed to be weak, her legs trembled, she didn't know how devastated, and she walked staggeringly, which was very difficult.

In the woods far away from the low house, Luoyang stood in the shade of the tree, his divine consciousness diffused out, watching the red butterfly coming out of the low house.

I saw the woman in red holding on to the wall with both hands, and finally bypassed the low house and came to the vegetable garden at the back, where vegetables, fruits and melons were planted, and in the corner of the garden, there was an iron cage with many white pigeons.

The red butterfly opened the iron door, stretched out her hand, and brought out a white dove with a little red in the center of her eyebrows, and then put her hand into her arms, took out two elixirs of ascension, wrapped them in the letters that had been prepared earlier, carefully tied them to the feet of the white dove, and released them.

Looking at the white dove whose wings vibrated and gradually flew away, a long-lost joy finally appeared on the tired and weak face of the red butterfly.

At this moment, the joy on the corner of her mouth suddenly froze.

An easy-going voice rang out behind her.

"Congratulations, you've found a good home. The voice was plain, inaudible and inaudible, but with a bit of indescribable complexity.

Red Butterfly's pretty body stiffened slightly, her face showed panic, and it took her half a day to recover, she turned around and looked at Luoyang behind her with complicated eyes.

"Red Butterfly has seen Senior Brother Luo. Red Butterfly's eyes twitched, her eyes drooped slightly, covering the sadness and self-deprecation in it, and her voice was respectful, but it was a little more rusty than before.

Luoyang didn't respond to Red Butterfly immediately, he swept his senses, and it was clear that he had found many abnormalities on Red Butterfly's body.

There were multiple bruises on her white neck, not like she had been attacked, but like she had been bitten out, and from those tooth marks, it could be judged that it should be a man.

Her clothes seem neat, but there are many asymmetries compared to before, not because Red Butterfly's dressing habits have changed, but because of her body under her clothes...... Some details have changed.

Through various signs, it can be judged that Red Butterfly has transformed from a girl to a real woman.

Seeing the red butterfly's hurried steps, as if she wanted to escape from Luoyang's sight, Luoyang's gaze was more complicated, and he sighed softly, "Can I ask why?"

Yes, the relationship between Luoyang and the red butterfly is not deep, but it cannot be denied that after more than half a year of contact, Luoyang has regarded the red butterfly as a friend.

What's more, through the many performances of the red butterfly at the moment, it can be easily judged ...... It wasn't what she wanted.

Or rather, she was forced.

Red Butterfly, who lives in the miscellaneous room all the year round, seems to have never been taken so seriously, hearing this, her eyes inadvertently turned red, and she resisted the urge to cry, and said softly: "He can give me pills, lots and lots of pills." ”

Luoyang's eyes showed relief, and then disappointed, he groaned and said, "I can also give it to you." ”

That's right, although Luoyang doesn't have many Spirit Ascending Pills, but now that he is a sixth-level Soul Transformation Monk, it is not difficult to be promoted to the inner gate, and he wants to obtain the elixir...... It's a breeze.

And from the various changes in Red Butterfly's body, Luo Yang had already guessed that the so-called "Senior Brother Tang" seemed to be also a sixth-level cultivator.

Who knew that hearing this, Red Butterfly finally couldn't bear it anymore, tears came out of her eyes, the smile on the corner of her mouth was full of sarcasm, and she said loudly at this moment: "But I don't want you!"

Luoyang was stunned when he heard this, and wanted to say something more, but found that he had nothing to say.

Looking at the back of the red butterfly who was struggling to walk, but still left in a hurry, Luoyang didn't keep up, and didn't speak anymore, just cast a gaze and watched the red figure gradually move away.

After a long time, Luoyang sighed and withdrew his gaze.

In fact, Luoyang's heart has always been very clear that this world is not as beautiful as he imagined before, and not anywhere can be as peaceful and peaceful as Anping Village.

Countless people have lost to this world, and they have lost to the iron rule of the jungle, and the same is obviously true of the red butterfly.

The reason why Luoyang felt stunned was because he used to regard Red Butterfly as a friend, but it was just ...... From this day on, they have nothing to do with each other.

The breeze blows and blows off a yellowed leaf, which is the sound of autumn.

Luoyang stretched out his hand, pinched it on his fingertips, and looked at the wrinkles and fine lines on the dead leaves, Luoyang pondered for a long time, his gaze retracted from complexity, and was replaced by a piece of determination.