Legend of the Asura

The door opened and Duanmu came in and saw Duanmu Yiren. His face showed a happy smile: "Aunt!"

In the "Reincarnation" world, Duanmu Yi people blocked all "family" calls, except Duanmu.

Behind him, followed by a woman with a closed-month shame, her dress is ordinary, not the slightest gorgeous, but can not hide her feminine beauty, but her beautiful face is as if it is unparalleled. Has become a habit of faint indifference. When she saw Duanmu Yi, she was obviously shocked.

"Hey, my sister..." Duanmu Yi's beauty was covered with a thin layer of water mist. She knew that she didn't like to call her a blind man, so she was used to calling her sister.

Leaving the cold home, her life today is much more happy than the original, the only concern is them.

"Ie, where did you go! Because your disappearance inside the family has been confusing for a while, your big brother is going crazy to find you..." North whisper butterfly grabbed her clothes, eyes were surprised, there was Blame, there are concerns.

"Sister, I... don't ask me, okay?" Feeling the familiar concern, she gratefully grabbed her hand: "You should know that there is nothing for me, I don't want to be imprisoned, only in the future. Maybe it’s a chip of interest... Now, I’ve been very good, really good.”

Feeling her emotions, the face of the North Hidden Butterfly has eased down. How did Duanmu Yiren have been through the past few years? How could she not know, maybe leave, really is a good choice...just if she is looking for Back, maybe I will be greatly punished, and... She looks at her and asks seriously: "Iyi, tell my sister where you are now, if anyone is bullying you, and..." She looked at this. Luxurious courtyard: "Where is it?"

She has too little contact with the world of reincarnation and never cares. She didn't even know it at all. Here is the famous "home of Shura."

Duanmu was very untimely to pull the clothes of the Dumu Yi people, and said softly: "Aunt, we said good, I have something important to say to him, not to eavesdrop."

Duanmu Yi people leaned over and said, "I can’t say that I will bring my mother. Good! He is coming soon, and my aunt will not eavesdrop."

She smiled, and then grasped the hand of the North whisper butterfly: "Sister, you told me big brother, let him stop looking for me. I have really been very good, let him not worry about me."

"I have a contract with my nephew, so I will leave for a while. Your son, your idol will definitely like you."

After whispering, she returned to the Wind Soul City, at the same time, the wind appeared in the Tianlong Square.

He has not returned to the wind building for quite some time. When he thinks of Duanmu Yi, he is more curious and his footsteps have accelerated. Because this is her first time to engage in mystery.

Little guests, who will it be?

"Hey, where is this?" The North meditation butterfly swept a few eyes, and asked with a low eyebrow.

Duanmu’s mysterious smile: “It’s a very powerful person’s home. Oh, I let my aunt bring us... Yes, my mother is here for a while, I’ll go see the garden in the backyard, I heard there. There are so many beautiful flowers."

Without waiting for her response, he had run away with a smile, and the small body passed through the back garden door and disappeared into sight.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and at first glance, I saw a delicate and delicate figure, a slight glimpse. Because of this figure, this costume is not one of Fengyao, Xiruo, Yiren, and softness...

Hearing the noise behind him, the North whispered butterfly turned and the eyes of the two collided.

It seems as if it is being smashed by a thunder, and the whole body is violently shocked. The brain slams and the body involuntarily shakes a few times... How could it be... How could it be her! !

This is not a dream...not a dream...

More than four years. She is still so beautiful, the beauty is so drunk, but she is a little bit young and simple, a little more mature and noble, the body is thinner than before, and there is a little bit of sorrow between the eyebrows. Xueying Ruyu's face is also a bit more morbid pale... but she is still her... that he wants to find but can't find it, wants to forget it... Butterfly.

The two silently looked at each other as if there were only them left between heaven and earth. The northern meditation butterfly looked at him, tears condensed, and squatted down.

"You are him... are you..."

Her voice, trembling like the dead leaves in the cold wind, the body trembled, every time she took a step, there were countless tears falling on the ground... Finally, she stood in front of him, trembled and stretched out Hands, I want to touch the face that can only appear in my dreams...

For more than four years, pain and jealousy have plagued her all the time. If it is not because she still has a nephew, she may not be able to support it.

Forget him... How can I forget that everything in his heart has been deeply deep into her heart, his soul, dreams, and life can not be wiped out... How many times a night awake, tears, pillows, how many times His name, she cried so much...

The wind slammed against his chest, because there was a needle-like pain. He closed his eyes and ruthlessly avoided her hand and walked around her body... He didn't know where he was going... He just wanted to avoid her and let everything before it disappear like a bubble. In memory.

"wind!!"

The shouts of screaming like Du Fu’s blood, the whole body trembled, and then the body was hugged by her from behind.

The wind... Only she will call him this, because she said that she likes his surname, likes his free and easy, unrestrained, and gentle and thoughtful style...

"Let me hold you for a while... just for a while... well..." She hugged him tightly, enjoying this short dream, squatting tightly on his back, tears, happiness Breathing with painful familiarity in the dream.

He has grown up, no longer a cute little boy who is a bit mischievous and a little disobedient... and, in this world, he is a very good person... It’s my wind...

Her hands are getting tighter and tighter, as if she is afraid of loosening it, he will disappear.

Forget the butterfly... You are so good, you can find a lot of girls who are much better than the butterfly... And, in this way, you can be with the girl you often shout in your sleep...

She is really happy...you will be very happy and will continue to be happy...

I have no chance in this life, but the butterfly will never do anything sorry for you... never...

"Wind... forgot me..."

Weeping is not good... The beautiful man behind him has gone, only the back is still a trace of water, and the air is vaguely filled with the smell of her body.

The heart was completely chaotic. He stood in the middle of the courtyard. He had no movements like petrochemicals for a long time. He didn't even notice that not far away, a petite figure put everything in his eyes.

The girl's game name... Butterfly Love Wind.

Feeling his faint sorrow and faint tears, Xuanyuaner sighed silently: Feng brother, she is the world, the girl you owe the most... I believe, after you know everything, you will use your own left All the time to make up.

Leaning against the wall in the backyard, Duanmu’s eyes were tears, and he clenched his hands and whispered: "Mom... I will make you happy, I will..."

I don't know how long it took for Shura to stand in the courtyard to leave. He picked up the talker, and the small face covered with tears turned out to smile: "Aunt, don't ask him what I said to him... is that the secret between us, oh."

He knew that he would not ask for it. From his actions, his emotions, his reactions, he guessed that he seemed to be trying hard to forget her... how could he take the initiative to mention it.

............

"Look! Butterfly, isn't it beautiful?"

Two delicate and watery girls looked at the scattered green spots in front of their eyes. The baby found something new and couldn't wait to call out her good friend's dreamy colorful butterfly to come and enjoy. The butterfly, dressed in a light, silky jade skirt, sniffed the fresh taste with a small, narrow nose. Her "dream fairy" state can only last for one minute.

"I want to eat, I want to eat..." The butterfly made a soft voice, and the little powder sublingually licked the red lips.

"Ah?" The baby looked at it with his small head: "Brother said, this is a kind of flower seed. Does butterfly like to eat this?"

"Yeah!" Butterfly nodded lightly, her eyes glanced at the green flower that released the green light: "I want to eat..."

The baby looks at the Holy Spirit flower species and looks at the butterfly that is longing for it. "Hey... Butterfly sister looks really want to eat it. If so, then eat it for the butterfly."

She stretched out the snowy little hand and placed the green seed in the palm of her hand, and the butterfly stared at her. The baby's eyebrows bent and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if the brother knows that the butterfly likes it, he will definitely agree. The brother likes the butterfly very much, otherwise it will not give the butterfly a strange day. The sugar is eaten."

Butterfly smiled sweetly, lightly "hmm", and took a look with joy, then looked at the baby again, opened his lips and put it in the mouth.

"Is it delicious?" The green light disappeared in her mouth. The baby looked at her curiously. She knew she was a butterfly. Maybe it was really what she liked.

No answer... The lips of the butterfly are slightly open, and the eyes of pure water are looking at the front without a god. The delicate face of the pink is faintly covered with a faint color.

"Butterfly?" The baby screamed again.

Still no answer, the eyes of the butterfly gently picked up, the body slowly floated into the air, and the whole body was slowly surrounded by a group of colored lights.

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