Chapter 598: in case……

"Although it has been 13 years, but my heart and feelings about the butterfly dance have never changed. I owe you, I will use all the rest of my life to make up, so... you are annoying me, hate I want to punish me...how are all good, but I must not leave me anymore. I have lost it if I have lost it. Don’t lose you again.
Ling Chen is getting tighter and more nightmare.
The Sword Emperor is the Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance, and he is already very convinced. Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance recognized him and kept avoiding him. He decided to leave today. He always thought that he had broken her heart... After all, he paid his life. When he saw it, he found him with another girl. She is undoubtedly a huge blow to her infatuation. Even if she is born to hate because of love, it should be.
Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance will appear in the first time when the New City is in distress. It will prove that she is not pure hate to herself. Therefore, he thought that after finishing these words, he would let Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance's heart be softened and no longer leave. However, the body in the arms once again began to struggle, and the struggle was more intense than before.
"I am not a Xuanyuan butterfly dance... she is dead... I am not her!"
As she struggled, she shouted with all her strength. The voice is still hoarse, but there is a cry that can no longer be concealed, and a desperate mourning that is almost heartbreaking.
Shatis Yiyi has been watching them quietly around Ling Chen. From Ling Chen’s remarks, she is enough to guess what kind of relationship they have and what happened. Ling Chen’s words are soft and sincere, enough to melt any girl’s heart. She thought that the Sword Emperor would fall, but she did not expect it to be a more intense struggle. Cheek, looking at the fiercely struggling figure... Suddenly, her eyebrows stunned a bit, her face showed a deep stunned color, her eyes fixed on the Sword Emperor, and looked for a long time...
"Butterfly dance! How can I admit you wrong!"
"I am not her... She is already dead... I was already dead 13 years ago... My name is Feng Xie Yu, not Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance!"
"Butterfly dance..." The resistance of the Sword Emperor made him feel at a loss. Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance used his feelings deeply. He reunited after 13 years, even if she had resentment, it should not be like this! He clung to the Sword Emperor and prevented her from breaking free. He said with a heartfelt heart: "I know that I have failed you, and you should hate me any more, but..."
"She doesn't hate you!" Sword King shook his head hard and his face spread with more and more wet marks: "She was facing your death in the past, that is the cruelest thing in the world for her, and You are not dead, this is the greatest happiness in the world for her. It is recovered and recovered. In addition to grateful to God, she will complain and hate anything. The girl who is like a woman, she only has endless gratitude. Because she is always with you. You can live with her happiness, she will only be happy and at ease... She can give everything for you, even if you hate the whole world, you can never resent you. But... ...I am not a Xuanyuan butterfly dance, she really has...dead...I am not her!"
Ling Chen stunned, and the strength of his arms gradually lost between the lost souls.
Butterfly dance does not hate him... Yeah, it has always been his own unilateral embarrassment. With the feminine character of the butterfly dance, she made a big mistake, she would not blame herself, how can she hate.
Even if you hate the whole world, you can never resent you...
Is she really a butterfly dance?
Do not! She is a butterfly dance, absolutely ~ absolutely not wrong. But why is it like this...why...
"You really aren't... butterfly dance?" The strength of the arms was completely lost until it fell. Ling Chen looked at the Sword Emperor with no eyes and his voice was weak.
After struggling for a long time, I finally got rid of it. The Sword Emperor did not leave again. She shook her head firmly and resolutely: "I am not..."
"then who are you?"
"My name is... Wind evil feathers." The voice of the Sword Emperor shook with a strong repression.
"Then you know, is the butterfly dance my person?" Ling Chen looked at her and said softly.
"..."
"She is my wife." Ling Chen's voice is gentle, and the warmth of tenderness is revealed in the shackles.
The Sword Emperor's body trembled, and tears fell like a moment.
Ling Chen looked up and looked confused, as if telling the sky about the scene of the eternal heart: "Thirteen years ago that night, the butterfly dance held me, bathed in the moonlight, and long after a long creek, she has been Consoling me, telling me that I can't lose confidence in my life, she will use her full strength to save my life... Even, in the face of the mortal me, she took out a red rope, One end was tied to the tail finger of my right hand, and one end was tied to the tail finger of her left hand."
Ling Chen’s gaze became embarrassing. Every scene happened that night, and he still remembered clearly... Even on the day when he really died, he could not forget.
"This is a red rope that the two of us are closely tied together. The end of the red rope is connected to you, and the other end is connected to me. End of the world, do you know what it means? Hehe... means From now on, I, Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance, became the wife of Tianya brother, today is, all my life is. And Tianya brother, become the husband of Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance, we will always be together, no matter what happens, no Will be separated, no one can leave."
"I am Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance, I am willing to be the wife of Tianya Brother. I and Tianya brother are born on the same day of the same year, and I would like to die with the same brother of the same year in the same month of the same year. This life is only a brother of Tianya. Please witness the Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance. Every word, every word, if there is a violation, it will never be recovered. Please bless me and Tianya brother can be together forever, no matter what happens."
He recounted the words that Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance said in the past, and after 13 years, he has not rewritten a word. Because this is the most beautiful voice and language he has ever heard in his life, it is the memory that will never be erased in his mind, and his greatest spiritual support in the years of "Heaven" and "Hell".
The slim shoulders of the Sword Emperor violently trembled, and they refused to let themselves cry.
"At that time, the butterfly dance was still a child, but with seriousness and piety that did not match the age, I faced a vow of a terrible virus, and made a vow to curse myself, tying the life I had just begun. I am a person who may die at any time. Her feelings, I have never lost my life, I can have such a wife, even if I suffer ten times more suffering, I will thank God."
Ling Chen bowed his head and looked at the Sword Emperor with a gaze. The corner of his mouth evoked a very light arc: "'Heavenly brother, become the husband of Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance, we will always be together, no matter what happens, no It will be separated, no one can leave who's. This is what the butterfly dance said, the vows that she sent, she will definitely obey, right? Is it?"
"But...but me..." Sword King's right hand licked his chest, and it was already crying.
"I and the butterfly dance, I have already faced each other's death." Ling Chen is still smiling. He quietly reaches out and gently hugs the shoulder of the sword: "Death has not completely separated us." What else can stop us from being together? I am not dead, the butterfly dance is not dead, but the butterfly dance is now hiding from me. I know that the butterfly girl is so kind, she is hiding from me, only possible There is one, that is, what kind of predicament she is facing, or what is wrong with her, she is afraid that she will be tired of me... I am right?"
"No...no..." Sword Emperor's shaking his head, his foot retreats weakly.
"That is, the butterfly dance is not willing to be my wife, don't want to be with me?"
"No! Not like this." The Sword Emperor is more arrogant and shrill.
"If I have the same thing as you, I hope that I will leave you like you, or will you face it with you? Do you think that facing you will make you more sad, or leave you more?" Sad?" Ling Chen asked quietly.
"I...I..." The Swordsmen retired and finally couldn’t stop crying.
"Life and death have not separated us. Are you really willing to let us finally reunite because some of them are just small things? Is this really what you want? You want to make yourself sad for a lifetime, but also let I am sad for a lifetime?" Ling Chen said softly, slowly, he opened his arms and faced the Sword Emperor: "If you still think that you are not my butterfly dance, do not want to continue to be my wife, Then, you can turn around... If you are my wife, my butterfly dance... come to me."
The air appeared to condense for a short time, and then was filled with a sad emotion. The swordsman’s shoulders are constantly twitching, and the gray face towel has been completely wetted. Finally, under the sight of Ling Chen’s tenderness and longing, her psychological defense completely collapsed, and all the scruples completely collapsed in an instant. The whole world, only the figure of the nightmare in front of him.
"End of the World... Brother!"
This voice shouts like Du Fu's blood, and countless emotions are mixed in, almost smashing the whole heart of Ling Chen... But this time, the voice is pure girl voice, no more pretending to be deaf and hoarse. . She rushed to Ling Chen, and rushed to his chest with all her strength. She burst into tears, crying, and tearing her heart and heart.
Who knows how sad and desperate she was when she knew the death of Tianya, who knows how much she has suffered in these years, how much she has suppressed, and who knows when she knows that he is still in the world, the endless joy and pain in her heart. struggle……
The hands were gently placed on her back, Ling Chen closed her wet eyes and smiled with peace of heart. Finally, his butterfly dance came back, no matter what happened to her, or around her, but as long as she came back, everything else would be incomparable.
Shatis Yiyi also smiled softly, laughing seems to be more happy than Ling Chen.
The cry of Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance can be described as earth-shattering. It seems that I want to vent all the emotions of the thirteen years. I have been crying for half an hour until I cried my nephew and completely beat Ling Chen’s chest clothes. wet. Ling Chen has been holding her gently, motionless, without a word, let her vent... Can hug the butterfly dance again, this kind of picture that only appeared in the dream, it is good.
Finally, Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance was tired and cried, and the crying was a little bit small. She snuggled up on Ling Chen’s chest, listening to his heartbeat and pouring all his weight on him... This feeling, for her It has only appeared in dreams.
"I was finally willing to cry?" Patted her back, Ling Chen lowered his head and said with a smile. He reached out and touched her cloak cap... For thirteen years, for thirteen years, he was so anxious to know that the butterfly dance after thirteen years would be a way of falling out of the country.
Just touching the edge, his hand was caught in a panic by a hand wrapped in gray cloth.
"Butterfly dance, let me see you, okay?" Ling Chen held her hand and said softly in her ear.
Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance did not get up on his chest, and the sound was like a wind: "The end of the world brother, so many years have not seen, you are long ... more and more girls like it, no wonder there will be so many beautiful girls around. But ...but...if I become a ugly, you are willing to... want me?"
"Ha ha!" Ling Chen smiled and asked: "If I become ugly, is the butterfly dance still willing to be my wife?"
Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance reflexive nod: "I want, I certainly want, I... I..."
"That is, my answer, of course, is the same as the butterfly dance." Ling Chen shook hands with the little hand: "We are husband and wife, with advance and retreat, with honor and disgrace, total suffering, life and death, and never give up. Don't say mine." The butterfly dance became a ugly, even if it became a shackle, became a disability, and became a wicked person. She is still my butterfly dance, my wife, and my position in my heart cannot be replaced."
The shoulders of Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance twitched again, and thought that the tears that had been crying were once again silently vented.
"Moreover, my butterfly dance is so beautiful when I was a child. When I grow up, I must be a big beauty of the country. It can't be ugly." Ling Chen said with a smile, he just felt it when he finished. The Xuanyuan butterfly dance in the arms trembled fiercely, and an extremely sad heartbreaking emotion was released from her body and spread to the depths of his heart.
Ling Chen’s heart slammed a bit, and suddenly there was a terrible conjecture in his mind...
Is it a butterfly dance... she...
Is she always avoiding her own reasons...will be.........