Chapter 599: Allure

"Butterfly dance," Ling Chen quietly pressed down the terrible conjecture that suddenly came out of his heart, slowly reaching out to the face of Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance, making the action of pulling up the cape: "So many years have passed, my butterfly dance has been long Big, let me take a good look at the butterfly dance after growing up, okay?"
"Don't!" Ling Chen's hand was once again grasped by Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance, and the action was rushed and panicked. She lowered her head and said with sorrow: "Don't look, it's hard to see... It's even worse than the devil..."
In front of his lover, he said that his face is even more ugly than the devil. Ling Chen can almost hear the heartbreaking sound of Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance.
At this moment, Ling Chen finally began to understand why Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance has been avoiding him. He bowed his head and asked with the slightest voice, "Butterfly dance, your face... What happened?"
Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance clasped Ling Chen's hand tightly, her head never lifted up, she could not face, could not imagine the scene that her face was seen by Ling Chen. She bit her lip and closed her eyes and gently said: "Thirteen years ago, I knew that you are dead. I am desperate. I have made an oath to die with you, so I want to die on hunger strike. And go..."
"But my father only has one daughter and my mother passed away early. My father raised me. I have not filial piety to my father. I am so selfish and die. I am too cruel to my father. So Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance is dead, follow My Tianya brother left together, and I continued to survive with another identity... The only reason for me to live after that is to repay my father’s parenting grace, repay the Xuanyuan family’s training, and I’m desperately practicing swords, all the time. I am practicing swords... Maybe because my heart is dead, there is no distracting thoughts, my sword is improving very fast. When I was fourteen years old, no one in the Xuanyuan family was my opponent. ""
"When I was fifteen years old, because my strength grew rapidly, the younger generation was no match. The family decided to make me a dragon family leader, that is, Long Tianyun's personal guard, no matter the real world or The game world must be followed at any time.
Speaking of here, the sound of Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance paused for a while, but continued to speak, but the tone, but there was a slight trembling:
In Xuanyuan, you can directly understand the personality of Long Tianyun. He is more sinister than ordinary men. When he is less than 20 years old, there are countless women who have played with them. If I follow him for a long time, I am afraid...so...so... I use swords, Face... I have dozens of swords..."
"Don't say it again!!" Ling Chen screamed out of control and tried his best to hug Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance. The pain of the cone made him completely suffocate, and he could not cry immediately. When Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance said that she was chosen as the personal guard of Long Tianyun, he had a terrible hunch. The butterfly dance in memory is like pure jade. No one can doubt that when she grows up, she will fall out of the stag fish and go to the dragon sky cloud, and she will not be coveted by him... When the cruel facts say from her mouth Out, he was ashamed of the five thunders.
She scratched her face... dozens of swords... a delicate girl's cheek, dozens of swords, dozens of gullies, dozens of scars, devastating devastation, ugly. She only keeps her innocence... keeps the innocence for the end of the "dead", and never let any other person get half a point.
For almost all women in the world, the most important thing is always your own face. If a woman ruined her face, it would almost ruin her life. There isn't any normal woman who doesn't care about her face... How strong Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance wants to meet Ling Chen, but because of her own ruin, she has no courage to appear in front of him because she feels she has Not worthy of being with him, staying with him will only become a "stain" of him... At the same time, no woman is willing to let her beloved person see her ugly side, rather than seeing it, letting it There is only one of the most beautiful things in his heart.
Immediately, Ling Chen was shocked that his reaction was too fierce. He was afraid that such a fierce reaction would stimulate Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance. He quickly pressed all the instigation and pulled her shoulders. He looked straight at her and said, "It doesn't matter, a little. It doesn't matter, these are all gone. My butterfly dance can come back to me, nothing else. No matter what my butterfly dance looks like, it is the most beautiful girl in my heart, never will. change."
Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance did not speak, and held the hand of Ling Chen hard. She understands Ling Chen's heart and believes that he has no impurity in his own emotions, but he has become a terrible face than the devil. Does he really care less? Will people around him care? Do you care less about yourself?
Impossible...not possible at all.
Even the indestructible feelings, deep sorrow, when faced with an ugly face, the inner conflicts and fears will involuntarily arise, which has nothing to do with feelings, but an instinct, the instinct that any living being will have.
People can control their emotions, but they can never control their instincts.
The Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance with its beautiful face and the Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance with its broken face are destined to be impossible.
"Butterfly dance, let me see how you are?" Ling Chen's face with a soft smile, no tension in the smile, no rejection, only distress and comfort: "Believe me, no matter what the face of the butterfly dance looks like, I like it all, I like it all my life."
No matter how scared, no matter how to escape, it is impossible to completely cover your face in front of him. And... Now that I have returned to him as a dream, I really have reason to cover it again... How to hide it, my face will never change back to the past.
"Well..." She said something a little lost. Since Ling Chen is so comfortable, she can't really be calm about her face. She looked up and placed it on her cloak cap. In the trembling of her hands, it seemed as if she had spent all her strength and recovered all the cover of her head.
After the thirteen years of Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance, the faceless appearance of the face was revealed in front of Ling Chen. At that moment, Ling Chen’s eyes were uncontrollably twitched, and the line of sight showed a long-term blur... He was afraid not to see the face of Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance being destroyed, but was afraid that he would feel distressed at the moment he saw it. I don’t want to be born.
Finally, the line of sight became clear, and the face of Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance appeared completely in his shackles. He looked at it for a long time...
This is a very white and white face, such as the white snow of the sheep fat jade, and it seems to be more white and dazzling than the frosty snow that shines in the winter. This milky white snow may be partly due to this. She has been covering the face all the year round, but the decisive factor is her natural beauty.
Slender Liumei is like a beautiful crescent moon, and the water is bright and deep, and there are still a few teardrops hanging on the long eyelashes. It wins the snow and scented the jade, with the rose Jiao left after crying. Red, the straight nose of the two petals under the nose is like a petal red, like a touch of red blush drawn by God's master, beautiful and unparalleled. And these are just right collections on the same pure and refined beauty.
The black hair that is poured out like a waterfall is smooth and satin-like, and it floats in the wind. The more the skin of the white bones is set against the skin of the white snow. The sleek eyes of the autumn wave, like the shining stars hanging in the dark night sky, flashed with uneasy light under his sullen gaze.
So beautiful... All the emotions in Ling Chen’s heart have become two characters that have been swaying in my mind for a long time. This beautiful face is clearly with the outline of Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance, but it is much more beautiful than Ling Chen once imagined when she grew up... almost comparable to Yunmeng.
"Is it... very ugly... very scary..." Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance bit his lip and said awkwardly...but she didn't understand Ling Chen's eyes.
"No!" Ling Chen shook his head. He smiled and laughed. It was so easy and pleasant to laugh. All the cone pain and haze that had been hoarded in his heart disappeared like a breeze. He reached out and held Xuanyuan Butterfly. The face of the dance, carefully caressing her smooth and jade skin, like the most beautiful and innocent art in the world of Capricorn: "My butterfly dance, growing up is a beauty of the country."
"Sister is so beautiful!" Satissie also shouted and shouted, the pure white face was covered with a lovely innocent smile: "I was the first time I saw such a beautiful sister."
"Ah?" Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance stopped. Ling Chen's words, she can understand as comfort. But this little girl... The girl of this age has no city, and the reaction to the ugly thing is direct and intense, but in the face of her face, the girl is not afraid of the exclamation, but is sincerely praised...how Will it be like this?
"Butterfly dance, believe that there is a miracle in this world." Ling Chen’s hand was removed from the face of Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance, and then I did not know where to turn out a small mirror, which was exhibited in Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance. In front of him, then smiled at her.
In the mirror, it is a beautiful and over-extended girl, and the most beautiful words in the world are difficult to modify. Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance’s eyes fell on the mirror and it was stagnant. For a long time, he screamed
ah
and held his face with his hands.
The girl's face in the mirror was suddenly blocked by a pair of hands covered with gray cloth.
"Is this me?... Is this me? Is this me?" Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance is excited and incoherent, and his hands are confusing in his face, but he can't feel the traces of the scars. Only the tenderness of the hand is reached.
Ling Chen shook his mirror and said with a smile: "This is really a mirror that can't really be true. Your brother of the world, I bought it with six gold coins. It is absolutely genuine, and the child is not deceived. You are facing the mirror, what you see in the mirror, of course, you only have yourself."
"But...but...how can this be...I...how can it..." Xuanyuan Butterfly Dance is still incoherent, huge surprises, and even more unreal.