After several rounds of competition, only twenty people were selected for the top ten rookie semi-finals on the first day, and [Tiandaomen] Wu Qingfeng also entered the semi-finals, which was a surprise, and the other two [Pancakes] and [Wuxin] are not close combat expertise, although the equipment is good, but they were defeated the first time, which is embarrassing. Fortunately, [Wuxin] is still powerful, and after losing the election, he was touched, and he actually broke through the [Creation Realm] on the spot, which was also a consolation prize for him.

That night, heavy rain came, lightning and thunder. Inside the [Thousand Dragon Gate] Gate, several first-level leaders were present, and Wang Biao was also invited to be in the list, discussing the next day's schedule and the defense against the evil path. [Thousand Dragon Gate] Deputy Door Master, the lady butterfly of the night rain and cold recovered a little from the blows of the previous two days, and appeared in the lobby.

"Concubine, I've seen all the heads. ”

It can be said that all the heads are familiar with the butterfly than the night rain and cold are deeper, this woman is a rare heroine, in order to protect the brilliant collar, in the case of the night rain and cold retreat, basically one of them, busy in and out, things must bow down, not only will the Qianlongmen only have an order, up and down together, the whole brilliant collar is not closed at night, the road is not forgotten, the folk customs are simple. In order to help the victims, he took out the reserve money of the Golden Dragon Gate in exchange for porridge and rice.

And after knowing the tragic situation in the world, he was the first person to propose to hold the martial arts conference, and as half of the landlord, the butterfly undertook more than half of the work for the entire martial arts conference, preparing for the construction of the conference venue, funds, and even contributed his own dowry gold and silver jewelry, which shows the enthusiasm and charity of this woman, and many heads are full of praise for it.

Butterfly's delicate and haggard face made people pity, and Wang Biao, who was present, moved in his heart, remembering that this conference produced a world-famous female general Yinghen, General Zuo Roufeng, who had a thin face. Originally, Wang Biao had the intention to find this person and let him avoid his sad results, but because he didn't know much about this person at that time, the information was unknown, and the rivers and lakes were named General Feng, but he never met this person, and he didn't know where to find it.

Because Wang Biao took the lead in offering the [Divine Pill], the butterfly also greeted him and thanked him for his righteous act. Wang Biao hurriedly said that it should be.

"You discuss major matters, concubines and women will not participate, butterflies will go to the team to monitor the evil way on behalf of your head to condole, it rains and the weather is cold, I have people boil some ginger soup and send it to them to drive away the cold. ”

All the heads of the family called the butterfly head righteous, Ye Yuhan didn't want the butterfly to go, but he knew his temperament, so he only persuaded her to pay attention to rest, so he let him go. As soon as the butterfly left, everyone continued to study a few topics, and as soon as Wang Biao waited for the meeting to end, he immediately asked Ye Yuhan:

"The head of the night, Biao has a reluctant request, and I hope that the head of the night will help. ”

"Oh, Master Wang, please speak, if you can help, you must do your best. ”

"I want to ask the head of the night about someone, this person's name is Zuo Rou, General Feng, from the beginning to the present, I haven't found any generals from the imperial court, I suspected that it was the person who was the lord of Ye Gucheng Ye at the beginning, and after asking him, he didn't know either. ”

Wang Biao asked Ye Yuhan for advice.

In fact, after Wang Biao mentioned the name Zuo Rou, Ye Yuhan's face changed, and he looked at Wang Biao with full eyes, very suspicious. Even wary. Zuo Rou is none other than his wife Butterfly, whose name is rarely known. After she secretly married out of the General's Mansion, no one knew her original name anymore.

"I don't know, what is the purpose of the head of the king looking for Zuo Rou?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I came from the imperial capital, and someone asked me to bring her a message, asking her to leave for the imperial capital immediately. ”

Wang Biao casually lied.

"Oh, don't hide it from the head of the king, my wife Butterfly, her original name is Zuo Rou, I don't know, whether it is the person who is looking for the head of the king. ？

"Ahh

Biao was shocked, General Zuo Roufeng, now known as Butterfly, it is raining today, isn't it the death of butterflies on a rainy night?, oops, it's late.

"Please gather people and horses at the speed of the night boss to rescue the front-line people, the butterfly master is in danger. ”

"What's the matter, what's the matter with the king's alarm? The butterfly is in danger, how do you know? ”

Wang Biao was speechless for a while, how could he not say that he had known before, right? Fortunately, someone came over to relieve the siege immediately, and a [Qianlongmen] disciple hurriedly reported:

"Master, something is wrong, a fire unicorn demon beast has appeared in the camp that monitors the evil cultivators on the front line, it is very powerful, and the deputy head is leading the team to resist. ”

"Master Wang, you are so well-informed. What is the means of transmission? It's faster than my disciple, and I haven't seen you go out. ”

Ye Yuhan was about to ask clearly, Shengmei, who was in a state of stealth beside Wang Biao, was instructed by Wang Biao to show her figure, and did not speak.

Ye Yuhan automatically replenished his brain, thinking that it was the news that this superior guard helped deliver.

"Ladies and gentlemen, hurry up and inform all the ancestors to capture the fire unicorn, this is auspicious from the sky. If you can catch it, think about the unicorn demon blood, jawbone, and demon pill, and ask the guard of the king to help together, I'll go first. ”

Because he was worried about butterflies, he comforted Ye Yuhan and hurried to the front line.

When Ye Yuhan and the others arrived at the front line, the scene was chaotic, and the righteous path and evil correction chased a demon beast that was three meters high, nearly eight meters long, like a cow and three tails like a deer, and was full of flames. Only about two dozen Evil Dao Superior Ancestors dared to attack the demon beasts at close range. A small number of martial cultivators were shooting with bows or flying knives, because those mirrorless and even the supreme internal strength of the Creation Realm was not strong, and the true qi of the whole body was not complete, and they would be burned within a zhang around that fire qilin, and they would not be able to attack at all. In fact, it was the bows and arrows and throwing knives they shot that just tickled the fire qilin.

Ye Yuhan grabbed a [Thousand Dragon Gate] disciple and asked:

"Where's the deputy head of the butterfly?"

"Boss, go to the back and take a look, just now the head of the butterfly was burned by the fire qilin in order to cover a few martial arts cultivators. ”

"Ahh

What Wang Biao was worried about still happened, and he hurried over with the lonely cold of the night.

Behind a human wall, a burnt and somewhat blackened figure curled his body, but fortunately, his face had not been greatly deformed, and he could recognize it as a butterfly.

"Butterfly! What's wrong with you. The night rain pounced forward sadly.

Wang Biao immediately grabbed him and took out a bottle of medicinal wine from his arms:

"Don't move the head of the night sect, so as not to cause secondary damage, this is the traumatic elixir of my [Heavenly Daomen] Great Dan Master, quickly pour a few sips, and wipe the rest on her burned parts." ”

Ye Yuhan hurriedly took the medicinal wine, straightened his lips and was about to pour the medicinal wine down, but suddenly stopped.

"Master Night, what's wrong with you, hurry up!"

"No...... Butterfly! ”

Ye Yuhan hugged the corpse of the butterfly and cried, Wang Biao stepped forward and touched the butterfly Zuo Rou's body was already cold. Wang Biao was also stunned, according to her clothes at the scene, the burns should not be serious, not to the point of death, could it be said that the grapevine said that General Feng Zuo Rou died and died of heart problems, is it true?

The brush fell to his knees, startling Wang Biao. Regardless of whether it was the [Thousand Dragon Gate] or not, they all knelt down, and it was obvious that the only ones left were those who were saved by the head of the butterfly.

At this time, many high-ranking ancestors of the righteous path came, and they also admired this strange woman of the rivers and lakes very much, seeing this situation, as well as the evil ancestors who were besieging the fire qilin.

"Come on, brothers, for this female doll, avenge and kill this brute. "An old ancestor said.

The Xuan Miao Ancestors who were present saw that it was really the legendary Divine Beast Fire Qilin, and they all went crazy, and a drop of blood from this thing could make them break through the existing realm and take revenge. The Evil Dao Ancestor was able to pour out of the nest, and the Righteous Dao was all dispatched, and thirty or forty Ancestors began to besiege the Fire Qilin.

At first, everyone couldn't break through the Fire Qilin's defense, but fortunately, the rainy day seriously suppressed the Fire Qilin's innate flame skill [Agile Eight Directions] ability, giving the superior ancestors a chance to fight in close combat. Although the skin of the fire unicorn is thick, it can't stop the ants from biting the elephant to death, and every time it is attacked, it is not injured, but it hurts. The fire qilin, which has no low intelligence, began to run into the distance. The superior ancestor was willing to let go of this opportunity, and all of them chased out. Only the Creation Realm and a large number of martial arts cultivators without mirrors were left on the scene.

Many leaders also rushed to the front line, and after understanding what had happened, they discussed the following, and comforted Ye Yuhan together:

"The head of the night, the festival mourns, the butterfly head of the rainy night, we are also heartbroken, so I wait for the absolute martial arts conference to postpone for a day, and handle the funeral for the butterfly head of the night lady. ”

On another day, the weather was still drizzling, as if to grieve for a kind strange woman. [Qianlongmen] is everywhere, and all martial arts are seen off for it, and the world is mournful.

The people around the brilliant collar heard that the hostess was unlucky, and rushed to see her off, and even erected three giant stone tablets for her in one day, carving everything about Madame Butterfly: smart and beautiful, kind-hearted, with many friends, her virtue is enough to convince people, and her talent is enough to be proud. She is smart and lively, plays ordinary games, and has three thousand favors in one, but she is jealous and famous, and she died young, which is really an injustice.

At the beginning of the memorial, many martial artists and even people stood in the coffin with the gift of their sons and nephews, and Mr. Ashes, a friend of Butterfly's former friends, read out the memorial text for him:

The people of the capital, the surname is left and the name is soft * the word red sleeves * the husband from the night, return to [Rainy Night Butterfly] * its young self-studious, taste and know that it can not sleep, full of poetry and books, the noble and the lowly are pitiful, where and people praise * first thirty, serve in the Tibetan sword * lift innovation, things are seen, do not repeat * is the after, the phoenix breathes a thousand dragons, get to [night], he Gu Anzhi, Lide exemplary * Although the woman's body, the merit of Wu Hou, the virtue of Yuwen, the strict cultivation of Meng's mother, the Yawang of Zhangzhuang Gong * make Pifu Khan, the world is ashamed, the real woman is a hero*

Today, the sky is raining, the earth is shaking, the yellow water is exhausted, Mount Tai is extinguished* the world is faint, and the sky is passed on to the underworld* so that the world's Mingde people are lifted together, crying all over the world, crying all over the world, and there is no way to return *

Establish an ancestral hall, repair the flower mound * Chang said [General Feng]*

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The death of the butterfly, interspersed with real people and real stories, limited to the author's pen and ink level, is only the second work, here to pay tribute to [Night Rain Cold] [Mr. Ashes], to our once immature heart of the little princess, little talented girl [Rainy Night Butterfly] to offer deep sorrow. Someone asked me why I turned a piece of "I am a green lotus in front of the Buddha" in the work related, because it was the most famous masterpiece of Zuo Rou, a butterfly on a rainy night.