"... two people."
Something was wrapped around his neck, a thin and soft rope, a small jade-like cold thing against his chest.
The nervousness was slightly soothed, and she... won't be hurt.
When Chu Yi touched it, he found something cold and cold, like a small horn.
Then, there was a rustling voice.
The other hand was gently picked up, and then placed on the warm handle of the knife. The young man's voice was shallow, "It's fine for two people or a hundred people, you still have to hold the handle well."
"I know… "
"If you have a knife in your hand, you won't be afraid."
She is not strong enough to protect her, so there is no reason to deprive this child of the right to hold a knife.
The eyes under Xia Ge's eyelashes dimmed slightly.
... In the end, it's still too dangerous around her.
The evil ghost camp is eyeing tigers, and Ye Ze's whereabouts are still unknown.
She glanced at the dragon horn on Xiao Butterfly's chest that had just been cut off with the meteor dagger from the Ghost Dragon Jade, paused, took her hand, and laughed lightly.
"It's just..."
Little Butterfly felt her hand move forward slowly, from the position of the hilt, brushed the blade - the original sharp blade position, but at this time it was wrapped in something, the delicate warmth, even if it brushed the blade, there was no Sharp feel.
Sharp edge.
"Well, you can have a knife, but sometimes you need a sheath more."
"Sheath..."
A sheath is... something that wraps around a blade.
The little girl rubbed the little jade horn on her chest with her hand, "Then... what is this?"
"It's something that won't make you have nightmares." Xia Ge couldn't help rubbing her head, "Okay, sleep, I promise, you will never dream of any ghosts."
"...I'm not afraid of ghosts." Little Butterfly said, "My brother is afraid, but I'm not afraid at all."
Xia Ge: "Who is afraid, I am not afraid!"
Little Butterfly: "Brother is afraid, brother is lying."
Xia Ge died: "Who said you are afraid of ghosts, I mean you won't have nightmares."
Little Butterfly stood on tiptoe and touched her head with her little hand: "It's okay, I'm here, my brother is not afraid."
Xia Ge: "... sleep you."
"Oh." Little Butterfly responded obediently, nestled in Xia Ge's arms, fondly touched the dagger, touched it, and said uncertainly, "Firewood?"
The meteor dagger is extremely sharp, how can a few pieces of firewood cover its sharp edge.
Xia Ge stared at the firewood scabbard that the little girl had touched several times, and said sternly, "No, this is the scabbard."
The little girl was silent for a while, then put the knife with its "sheath" loose in her arms, and said, "It's firewood."
Because it's all gone.
Xia Ge is depressed: "… "
Of course, there is only firewood in the firewood room.
"It's okay." The little girl hugged her tightly, her voice still muffled, "You are my sheath."
So, don't... leave me.
Memories come to an abrupt end.
In reality, the rain was freezing cold, and Chu Yi stared at the deep stream.
Floating life is nothing but a big ruthless dream, and after waking up, no one loves her.
- No one's.
No one can save her now.
The person who can save her falls in love with someone else.
no one will love you.
No one can save you either.
- from start to finish.
Only you can save yourself.
Like that day, the blood-stained meteor blade that penetrated the offender's heart in her hand.
The hilt... always in your own hands.
It seemed that she finally recognized the reality, and the girl's hand, which was tightly grasping the front of her clothes, slowly loosened.
And her sheath.
To get it back.
It's my own, I want to get it back.
Either destroy it, or take it back.
It's not your own, and it can't be someone else's.
Otherwise, it will die.
She will die, and no one will save her.
The girl's eyes slowly turned gloomy.
"boom-"
Thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, and then a dazzling and dazzling flash tore apart the gloomy sky, directly illuminating the dark and cold eyes of the girl.
"How's it going?"
There were faint footsteps behind her, the girl did not turn back, but her voice was extremely gloomy.
"Back to the young master..." Under the thunder, the voice of the man in white was hollow, "Evil Spirit Mountain has been born, Ling Zun is sick, and the Chang family has fully grasped the movements of the Chu family, just waiting for your order."
If Chang Nian is here, he will definitely find out that this is the person in the Hundred Ghost Caves who has been revealing the Chu family's movements to the Chang family!
"...Three years."
Chu Yi stood up slowly, her soaked clothes dripping with water, and her almond eyes were sweet with a cold look, "What I lost... must be brought back one by one."
After three years of preparation and three years of planning, she wanted to let the family who once left her have a taste of the despair of losing everything.
The one who abandoned her...
Thinking of Xia Wuyin, Chu Yi closed her eyes and clenched her fists.
Time and time again, in the past three years, her silver butterfly has passed by her window countless times. She clearly remembers the maple leaves in front of the window. From autumn to spring, from red to green, she still remembers that there was a winter with silvery white snow. The color covered the butterfly wings, and the man sat on the roof and played the flute quietly.
The sound of the flute is particularly beautiful and soft, like a minor tune that nostalgia for the homeland, and every rhythm has lovesickness.
The snow that year was the most gentle.
She knew that Danfeng's Xia Xiaozhangling was not only good at alchemy, but also better at formation, so her silver butterfly hid under the thick white snow just to listen to her sad short song.
As she wished, her brother and Ye Ze parted ways.
My brother never went to Jianfeng again.
She wanted to see her, she wanted to ask her why she left, why she left without saying goodbye, and why she left her—
But she dared not.
A dead butterfly can't fly, and a loved one is just a short distance away.
She was afraid of disappointment, afraid of being hurt again - that person was the person closest to her heart, maybe a word inadvertently could make her sore and unable to get up again.
But Chu Yi couldn't get up like this, and she had to get back what the Chu family owed her.
Therefore, she could only watch from a distance, and then her blood was cold, quiet, and doing what she was supposed to do.
After a pause, Chu Yi brushed his wet hair, "How about the Chang family?"
"... It seems that the Chu family... is bound to win."
There were frequent thunderstorms, obscuring the voice of the man in white.
"It's okay to give some sweetness once in a while." The girl looked at the dense black color on the top of her head, and she could no longer see the slightest sadness in her eyes, only the ruthlessness of the superior, and a faint smell of bloodthirsty, "But I Yes, always mine."
"Yes." The man in white bowed his head respectfully.
Feeling that someone was coming, the figure of the man in white flashed and disappeared.
A dark abyss with no head in sight.
The girl's eyes were cold.
Shortly after.
"What are you doing there?" The boy's voice sounded, gentle and quiet, "Why don't you bring an umbrella? Where's your protective butterfly?"
Chu Yi stared at the deep stream, and after a while, "They are."
She turned her head and smiled softly.
"… all dead."
Ye Ze said, "What nonsense are you talking about, it's raining cold, go back."
Three years have passed, the boy has grown up, his blue and white sword clothes are neat, under the pouring rain, his eyebrows and eyes are gentle, his lips are dyed with a smile, and he is such a handsome young man.
"Nonsense." Chu Yi stood up, the rain was cold, she turned her head, "No nonsense."
She walked slowly to the boy's side, her voice dyed with a smile, "After all, no matter how cold the rain is, no matter how cold the butterfly corpse is, it can't compare to your hard-heartedness, and my heart is like ashes."
Her brother hid in Tibet for this person, risked his life to take the ghost dragon jade to save this person, and even left her in the end. After a long journey, she and she suffered and drifted away because of this person.
But now this man has left his brother behind.
so good.
Chu Yi thought.
"...Oh?" The boy squeezed the handle of the umbrella, tightening it slightly, his eyelashes dropped, covering his dark eyes, "What are you talking about."
Are you running away
Are you afraid of something? Is it cowardly? Is it out of fear of the pain of knowing the truth
This person is someone she hates so much.
She wants this person to die quickly. She hates this person who is so miserable that her brother can't be found everywhere. She wants to dig out his eyes to look at his brother, to dig out the heart that he occupied his brother, and to put He was torn to shreds—what was this pain? !
Three years ago, she did it on purpose.
She deliberately helped him and asked him to kill Qin Yue.
because-
… intimidated? Are you scared? At the moment when you saw Qin Yue
After the mind blinded by hatred wakes up, it is cowardly, it is painful, after discovering something that cannot be discovered—
Qin Yue and Xia Wuyin look alike.
Does it look like the brother who rescued you from the evil spirit, the brother who accompanies you through life and death, and your genocide enemy
very similar, right
When you were pinching your brother's neck, didn't you think it was very similar
Did you discover something that couldn't be discovered
It's painful, for three years, every day and every night, it's been painful, right
Don't dare to think, can't believe, try to forget, don't even dare to look at it, put yourself in an unreasonable position, make yourself ungrateful, make yourself a slut, painful, right? Pain? Ye Ze—
If you're in pain, it's really, really great.
You and her are the same person.
But... it's not enough.
"It's nothing." Chu Yi smiled sweetly and said, "It's just that she fell in love with someone, but she fell in love with someone else."
Ye Ze: "So?"
How did he become so hard-hearted
"I just envy you, let it go if you can." Chu Yi looked at the gray sky, "Ah, but that's right, you're a man."
"Or..." Chu Yi thought about it for a while, and smiled innocently, "Whoever makes a big deal... is casual?"
A few years ago, the boy's shadow flashed by, Ye Ze's heart suddenly tightened, and there was a faint lacquer in his eyes, but he didn't reply. : "What happened to you today?"
There is an umbrella, there is no rain, but it is still cold.
Heart is colder than rain.
Chu Yi smiled, expressionless, "Guess what."
Ye Ze said: "I can't guess, people from your family came over today, so why don't you go back and have a look?"
Chu Yi looked at Jianfeng's bare stones, and a green sprout vaguely emerged from the gap between the stacked stones. The green bud swayed constantly in the wind and rain, but still raised his head stubbornly.
She looks so cute when she doesn't give in.
Chu Yi walked out from under Ye Ze's umbrella, Ye Ze was slightly startled, Chu Yi looked back at him, Ye Ze paused, and then stopped moving.
Chu Yi squatted in front of the small green bud, her long eyelashes drooped, the wind and rain hit her, she murmured and repeated, "Seriously ill."
Ye Ze let out a "hmm".
Chu Yi stretched out her hand to shield the green bud from the wind and rain, her long eyelashes stained with raindrops, "I see."