"Who says I don't dare? It's not like going to the mountains of swords and seas of fire!" Uh huh! This aggressive method! Knowing that it was a routine, why did she just straighten her waist and foolishly automatically fall into the routine
Is this enchanting and beautiful man in front of him a wolf or a little white rabbit? Those who don't understand will see that he is a little white rabbit! Mo Shangren is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world! She looks beautiful and beautiful, and the anger of man and god is attractive, she can't stand the temptation of this beauty!
Anyone who knows him knows that he kills people like hemp and made great achievements in battle. He is Zhu Youhong, the God of War! However, knowing that the ancient routines are deep, she has no turning back. Extending the head is a knife, shrinking the head is also a knife, and shrinking a p! That's all it takes for a strong man to break his wrist!
What's more, she's just dating a handsome prince? How does the handsome prince taste? Estimate and try to know. Thought she was scared? uh-huh! She is not afraid!
After about half an hour, the carriage really arrived at a primitive and mysterious green place with picturesque mountains and clear waters, which is the location of Dieyi Village mentioned by Zhu Youhong - Butterfly Valley.
When the carriage was driving slowly, Linghu Shuiyue lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked from afar, and couldn't help but be ecstatic! Because she saw a lot of colorful butterflies flying in the flowers in the valley at a glance! It is so beautiful!
Then, what caught the eye was the picturesque mountain forest beauty of an ancient valley! The valley is located in a lowland, where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, butterflies are dancing, what a beautiful piece of flowers are blooming, and butterflies are in love with flowers!
Along the way, there are not only flowers blooming in low bushes, but also infatuated vines entangled on towering old trees, and there are also ten miles of peach blossoms, strange trees and strange stone forests.
Occasionally, small animals jumped out and hid under the flower trees with their heads poking around, which was a constant surprise. Birds chirped on the branches, beep chirp. The air is fresh, what a refreshing place.
"Do you like it? Girl, this is called Butterfly Valley. This king already knows that you will definitely like it!" Zhu Youhong said with certainty.
"Butterfly Valley? What a beautiful name! I like it so much!" In the distance, there were indeed three big red characters "Butterfly Valley" inlaid and engraved on a big stone.
"Well, the name is really good." Zhu Youhong also caught Yueyatou's interest, and he recited a poem casually with great interest, "Butterflies love flowers and live on their wings. In landscape paintings, thousands of butterflies come and go frequently. Who will explain the words of thousands of delicate flowers? Spring breeze and green Butterfly Valley.
The number of butterflies in the world gathers together. Both pairs of pairs, fluttering flowers on the road. How long does love start? When Linghu Shui met at the beginning of the month. "
Linghu Shuiyue thought that Zhu Youhong could only wield knives and swords, but he didn't expect that he was also good at reciting poems and lyrics, and his poems were beautiful. Seeing that he took out a folding fan and shook it gently, but it fanned her a thin wind.
"If you ask how deep love starts? When Linghu Shui first met!" This sentence is true! This man is simply! So provocative! Look at him at the moment, suave and suave, with the appearance of Zhilan Yushu, he is clearly a crazy bee and a butterfly!
She smiled sweetly, and, like him, recited a poem resolutely: "The setting sun drove into the butterfly wings, and the butterflies danced in succession, dancing in love with the sky. In the shadow of the butterflies under the glow of the mountains, it is hard to describe without being there.
Flying butterflies get drunk in wild flowers, singing wildly without wine, thousands of butterflies know the fragrance. The companion of the monarch will never regret, and the butterfly will fly together for the rest of his life. "
Zhu Youhong listened, and chuckled wantonly: "Yue'er will never regret being a butterfly with the king, and the butterfly will fly together for the rest of his life. This king promises you to live and die, and talk to Zicheng; hold your hand, and grow old together with you."
It turns out that "death and life are broad, and you will talk to you; hold your hand, and you will grow old together." Has it been circulated in this time and space
When Linghu Shuiyue heard this, ripples rippled round and round in the heart lake. This is her pursuit of love, but she has never dared to pin her hopes on Zhu Youhong.
But at this moment, Youwang Jiuye's voice lingered into her ear corridors like heaven, and went straight into her heart, making her heart tremble, as if the breeze was blowing, and the flowers trembled. pearl dew.
Inexplicable infatuation and tenderness glowed in a pair of water-cutting autumn pupils. She had the sweetness of being in love, and instead of looking at the fluttering butterflies, she inadvertently looked at Zhu Youhong's handsome and charming face.
"Is this king more beautiful than the blooming flowers in the valley? Yue'er!" Zhu Youhong was looked at in a high spirits, with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, overflowing with joy and happiness. He lowered his head and pecked frivolously at the corner of her lips.
At this moment, Lu Dongyang, the coachman, said loudly: "Master, Dieyizhuang is here!"
"It's here?" Linghu Shuiyue raised the curtain of the car again, and cheered, "Go down and walk!" She moved quickly, jumped, and got out of the car immediately.
Really! Simply! How could she look at a man like a nympho
"Hahaha!" Zhu Youhong's laughter came from inside the car, and he immediately got out of the car.
aha! The beauty in front of you is really beautiful!
However, in a picture of mountains and rivers where the flowers are like a fairyland, a manor is located in it. Under the shade of flowers and trees, the eaves and corners are so beautiful. There is a large plaque in the middle with three ancient characters written on it - Die Yi Zhuang.