The villain has a white moonlight

Dong Gongfu stared blankly at the emerald figure in the center of the sea of ​​flowers, the singer closed her eyes and sang, the surrounding vegetation slowly revived in the singing, and the small white flowers bloomed gently, quiet, beautiful, and full of vitality.

After the hillside returned to its lush vegetation, Luo Yafeng opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Sensing the movement behind him, he turned around, with a bright smile in a pair of different-colored pupils: "So it's Miss Donggong, what's the matter, are you feeling better?"

"Are you singing for me?" Dong Gongfu lowered her head, "Thank you, it's much better.

"Ah no...well, it's actually because my hillside is about to be submerged by the Kuroshio..." Luo Yafeng said honestly.

"I see," Dong Gongfu forced a smile, "thank you anyway, your singing voice is beautiful, and you have taken care of me these days, thank you."

She quickly turned around and left, walked quickly and then ran, there was the sound of howling wind in her ears, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down again, damn it, what's going on, I can't cry, I can't cry anymore!

Dong Gongfu closed her eyes, and a huge black vortex appeared in front of her eyes, which almost swallowed her. Countless screams sounded one after another, piercing her eardrums and pulling her nerves. She couldn't help screaming, and fell to her knees on the ground.

A hand was gently placed on her shoulder, and Luo Yafeng's voice was as light as a feather: "I didn't find the hell butterfly earlier."

"If I offend you, let me say sorry first." The other hand landed on the back of her neck, "This damn thing won't let go when it bites, bear with it, it will hurt a little."

Pain, indeed pain, like the sharp pain of a silver needle being pulled out after being pierced into the bone marrow, but it was only for a moment, the black butterfly was already held by Luo Yafeng's fingertips, leaving a small red spot on the back of Donggongfu's slender neck .

The vortex and screaming sound disappeared, and the almost crazy woman also calmed down, her mind regained clarity.

"Hell butterflies will parasitize living people, feed on human blood, and take pleasure in spreading negative emotions. With a slight flap of their wings, they can bring about a huge destructive Kuroshio current. Luo Yafeng explained in a brisk tone, "I think this is also a kind of butterfly effect. "

"Thank you." Dong Gongfu glanced at the struggling black butterfly, "You Yanmo City, there are many ghosts?"

"Otherwise, why is there another name called Ghost City? Ghosts can travel unimpeded in Ghost City, just like this hell butterfly, which is almost extinct, but there are still a few in Yanmo City." Luo Yafeng laughed.

"You just let them hurt people like this?"

Luo Yafeng twitched his fingertips and said with a smile, "It depends on the situation."

The desperately struggling black butterfly was instantly reduced to ashes.

"Luo Yafeng, you are a good person." Dong Gongfu murmured as she watched the ashes dissipate in the wind.

"Hahahahaha Miss Donggong, what are you kidding?!"

"Can you sing another song?" Dong Gongfu said softly, "I like your singing voice."

Luo Yafeng was stunned for a moment, and wanted to reject it steadfastly, but his heart softened for some reason when he met those beautiful blank eyes.

This half-heartedness brought him one step closer to freedom, but it made him a little more human.

"Miss Donggong really has vision," Luo Yafeng blinked and said solemnly, "My family is known as soul singers and is good at yodeling, this song is different from what you have heard before, pay attention. "

("There is a shepherd on the top of the high mountain ~ Leo leo leo leo leo ~ he is singing loudly ~ leo leo leo leo leo ~ the prince of the small town is listening to him singing ~ oh well Leah, oh, oh, oh, the little girl in red is listening to him singing, baa baa~)”

Different from the melodious and ethereal song just now, this song has a brisk rhythm and joyful will, which makes people feel happy after listening to it, but it has the same singing style.

The singer closed his eyes, smiling a lot, already intoxicated by it, Dong Gongfu also smiled, smiled and cried silently.

With the wind blowing, there is a soft wave in the white flower sea, and the light and slightly bitter fragrance of daisies is in the air.

After singing a song, Luo Yafeng opened his eyes in a good mood, only to see a hibiscus hairpin resting on his neck, and the sharp tip of the hairpin shone coldly.

"Well, Miss Donggong, you really..."

"I'm sorry... please take me to see Mr. Huang Quan." The woman's eyelashes were full of tears, and the hand holding the hairpin trembled slightly.

Seeing the other party's almost collapsed appearance, Luo Yafeng sighed softly: "Actually, you don't need to be like this."

"Mr. Huang Quan, is it Xiao Wanyin?" Dong Gongfu took a deep breath, trying to keep calm, "Why did he become like this, and why did he save me? He still remembers the old classmates, right? You did it for me Are these his instructions?"

"Ah..." Luo Yafeng didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"You don't have to answer, I'll ask him myself and take me to see him."

"Don't bother him with these questions," said a young girl's voice, "I'll tell you the answer."

Jixin Nu's crow-like long hair was combed into a lily bun, and the butterfly hair ornament trembled in the wind, making a metallic sound.

"Wow! Dalihua, you are a hero to save the beauty!" Luo Yafeng said with a smile, the little girl in yellow shirt glanced at him, and left consciously.

Dong Gongfu had already retracted her hairpin, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "On the night of the Langhua Banquet, it was not worth it for me to save you because of Wan Yin."

"It's surprising, isn't it? Xiao Wanyin got mixed up with the vicious dog that originally belonged to Tang's family-killing enemy." Ji Xinnu's mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc, "But I'm the only one who has been by his side for so many years."

"Yes, I really don't understand why he became like this. We went to search under the cliff and found his fan next to the dead bones of a young man. We were all very sad, and my cousin was even more worried. Become ill," Dong Gongfu's face became paler, "Since he is alive, why didn't he come back to find us? Why did he plan all these turmoil after many years?"

The Xiao family has only one only son, Wan Yin. As the head of the clan, Xiao Yan has an upright manner. Mrs. Xiao is not a member of the fairy sect. She was originally the daughter of a prince in the mortal world. Other aristocratic families are so strict, they don’t ask how outstanding they are, everything is just letting nature take its course, pampering but not spoiling, and the sense of justice in holding money when they were young, he is the purest and kindest of the five of them, why did he become Mr. Huang Quan ?

"Because the information you have has limited your cognition," Ji Xinnu said coldly, "You can't empathize with me, if you want an answer, empathize with me."

As a blood dish, Ji Xin Nu and Huang Quan Jun have already formed a contract with a drop of blood, so the two have each other's memory.

Dong Gongfu, who sympathized with Ji Xin Nu, first saw the chaos and darkness in front of her eyes, and then saw Xiao Wan Yin's past in the noisy voices.

It was the resettlement site for the wounded soldiers of the Xiao family's allied forces, and the voices of crying pain kept coming and going, and new wounded numbers were constantly being sent in. The Xiao's medical department is all here, and it still faces a shortage of medical staff.

Mrs. Xiao in the golden hairpin and Tsing Yi also came in person, and patiently treated the wounded, while the young man in Tsing Yi used his fan to drive away the wandering spirits that wanted to occupy the wounded body, and said with a bitter expression: "Aniang, why are you cousin Sen? They could all go to the front with Daddy, but I was left behind."

"Be good, because Auntie still needs Wanyin's help." Mrs. Xiao said softly, and raised her finger to the hospital bed in the southeast corner, and the golden bracelet in her hand jingled, "Look over there."

A wounded man's face turned blue-purple for some reason, Xiao Wanyin ran over, chanted a spell, and three blue-gray ghosts dancing around the wounded man appeared, they were plague ghosts!

With a wave of the boy's folding fan, the little ghost was wiped out, and the face of the wounded gradually returned to sallow, so that he could be healed with medicine.

After a busy day and night, the mother and son finally treated the wounded.

"Aniang, you should rest first, I'll go on patrol."

"Okay, bring a few people with you, and be careful in everything." Mrs. Xiao nodded, and summoned more than a dozen monks to accompany her for protection.

Everything was normal during the inspection, until when passing a wooden bridge, a rolled straw mat caught the boy's attention.

The straw mat was tattered, and a pale hand with a silver bracelet protruded from it.

Xiao Wanyin closed the folding fan with sea water patterns, sighed softly and was about to step forward.

"My lord, let me go." The cultivator who spoke knew that his young master was kind by nature, so he couldn't see that there was no one to bury the bones on the side of the road.

"Well, let's bury her well." Xiao Wanyin's bright eyes sparkled slightly, and he was about to leave when he saw the straw mat move, and the rolled up mat spread out, lying on it was a girl in ragged clothes who barely looked human. However, Xiao Wanyin recognized her eyes and the beads hanging from her waist at a glance.

"Shaluo!" The young man in Tsing Yi walked up to the girl, frowned and said, "Who hurt you like this?"

After passing out in the Youming Hanxie Cave, he seemed to have slept for a long time, and when he woke up, he was already at home. Xianzhi once wrote to tell him that Shaluo voluntarily stayed in the Tang Corporation and did not go down the mountain with Xianmen. Although he was a little puzzled, But still respect Leo's decision.

I didn't expect to meet again, but it was like this.

"Xiao...Young Master Xiao." Shaluo looked at him, a pale smile appeared on his bloodless face, "Is it me, my dream before I die?"

"It's me, don't worry, you'll be fine." Xiao Wanyin said firmly.

Shaluo was taken back to the Xiao family for medical treatment. In troubled times, there are many homeless people who have left their homes. No one asked about the origin of this little girl, so she became an ordinary member of the many wounded.

Day by day, the battle on the banks of Heluo became more and more tense. More and more high-level beasts and ghosts were released by the dust-watching mirror. The outside of Heluo City was surrounded by monsters. I don't know where the formation is, but the city is still safe for the time being.

Unable to withstand the heavy pressure from the front line, several small fairy sects retreated and came to the rear to ask for protection, among them was the Xunyang Liang family.

Most of the elite members of the Xiao family went to the front line with Xiao Yan, and the 180 people in the rear were mostly old and weak, women and children.

The number of wounded and asylum-seeking members of the Xianmen surpassed the Xiao family, but Mrs. Xiao still took care of everything in an orderly manner. These people lived in the Xiao family for more than half a month.

The accident happened on the No. 17 day when Mrs. Liang came.

At night when the moon was high, a group of people gathered in Xiaojiafenglin Plaza to discuss tactics and debate endlessly, but they didn't discuss why. Mrs. Xiao patiently listened to the opinions of all parties and wrote them down in the booklet.

The head of Liang's sect, who had not shown up for a long time, aggressively dragged him to the middle of the crowd, and ruthlessly shoved him in front of Madam Xiao.

"Madam Xiao, please give everyone an explanation."

The author has something to say: The lyrics in parentheses are excerpted from Yodeling's masterpiece "The Lonely Shepherd"~