Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 220 Xiaoyue's Father
The night light was dim, and the lonely city was talking slowly. Dongmen Xuande listened quietly, only nodding from time to time, showing that Dongmen Xuande was serious and not perfunctory.

Above the night sky, there are many stars, reflecting many parting stories. The icy moon is like a hook, and there are many separations hanging upside down.

Suddenly, a red light flickered in the distance!
The lights flashed, red, red maple, red butterfly, red figure!
Wearing a scarlet robe, a dark red mask, an eternal red long knife, and a Junhong figure.

The poem horn sounded, and the sky was filled with howling winds, but it was an enchanting twisting body, an extraordinary and timeless figure, and a beautiful voice!
"The bad guy has the courage of the bad guy, the rules have the regular eyebrows, the killer has the angle of the killer, and the game has the charm of the game."

The long-lost poetry number and the long-lost figure reappear in the martial arts world today. I wonder what kind of troubles and evil waves it will stir up!
The title of the poem fell, and there was only a red robe flying slowly, but it was announced a long time ago that the killer of the Northern Territory, Mr. Butterfly, had come to this place.

Hearing the movement, Gucheng turned his head slowly, saw that it was Mr. Butterfly coming, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, showing a smile, and sighed inwardly, unexpectedly, this time, Chu Tianxing could be so efficient!
It seems that he underestimated him!

Casually handing over the general outline of the heart sword in his hand to Dongmen Xuande, Gucheng waved his hands and stood up, intending to go to meet Mr. Butterfly in person.

After all, at this time, he has assumed the position of leader of the Alliance of Xiaxingdao. The matter of welcoming guests can no longer be left to Brother Dongmen. Taking away his position as leader of the alliance and asking him to welcome guests, isn't this adding insult to injury?

It’s really too much!
Step! Step! Step!
The footsteps moved lightly, Gucheng just took a few steps, and before he reached Mr. Butterfly, he saw in the distance, a breath of breeze blowing, followed by a call for please.

"Butterfly, wait for me!"

The sound fell, the breeze wafted, and the sword chant resounded, but a gray robe was flapping in the distance. Looking at it, it was a young hero descending. Looking at it, he looked like a monster!
"He is proud, but he has a kind heart; he is humble, but he is admired by all; he has extraordinary swordsmanship, justice in his heart, and is handsome; everyone calls him a righteous swordsman——Jian Suifeng."

The poem number that followed immediately made Gucheng feel sluggish for a moment!
"This"

"How does his father educate his children!"

In the chaos, Gucheng has already labeled Jian Suifeng in his heart as a single-parent family with no one to discipline him.

Hoo hoo~~~
A gust of wind whizzed by, Mr. Butterfly quickly waved his robe to drive away the dust floating around, so as not to stain his clothes.

If Ah Yue saw it, she would despise him.

"Fengzi, can you stop coming and going like the wind like this! Pay attention to your image, does image know?"

"If you are like this, you can only be a demon character for the rest of your life, let alone the first-tier, you can't even do the second-tier, do you know that?"

Stretching out his finger, pointing at Jian Suifeng's forehead, Mr. Butterfly taught.

"Also, what is your poem name, is there someone who is as boastful as you?"

"Look at this Jianghu, whoever has a bit of fame, is that you like Shihao?"

After talking about the image, Mr. Butterfly started talking about the title of poetry. Since Jian Suifeng asked him about this question last time, he has changed several versions back and forth.

However, none of the versions caught his eye, at least until now, the quality was almost nothing, mainly because it was unsightly!

What a mess you are like now!
"It's not Die Zi. This is what's wrong with you. You are in a hurry and running so fast. If I pay attention to my appearance, how can I catch up with you?"

"Leaving you, without someone to guide me, it is even more impossible for me to be a first-line celebrity!"

Hearing what Mr. Butterfly said about him, Jian Suifeng was not angry, and argued for himself quite politely.

For him who wants to be famous, everything else must stand aside before being famous. As for the image, these things are dispensable.

"you are like this"

"Both, yes!"

Gucheng stepped forward and waved his hand, interrupting the quarrel between the two people. If the quarrel continued like this, it would be dawn.

He didn't know why only these two living treasures came, but Chu Tianxing, who was going to find someone, didn't come back for a long time.

"I just said that he is reliable!"

After complaining a few words about Chu Tianxing in his heart, Gucheng smiled and asked kindly: "Are these two the famous Butterfly Lord and Sword Master?"

Hearing Gucheng's words, Mr. Butterfly turned his head, showing a dazed expression, as if he just realized that there are still people here.

But Jian Suifeng was different, when he heard Gucheng call him that, he was elated, and quickly turned his head to look at Gucheng, smiling like an Erha.

Nodding and bowing all over your face, eunuch!
Seeing his appearance, Gu Cheng couldn't help thinking, if Di Ming knew his dear son's appearance, would he throw away his expensive piano and rush over to remake this fake son? ?

When Gucheng was still thinking wildly, in the distance, the river was flowing, and a clear song slowly floated in. From a very far distance, the sound of the lake rippling and river water could be heard.

Withdrawing his thoughts, upon hearing such a movement, Gucheng already knew who was coming, and just raised his head to look into the air.

Gu Cheng secretly said in his heart: "Sure enough."

There, it seems that the waves are rolling, the mountains and rivers are everywhere, and the waves are rising, the green mountains are lingering, the green water is rippling, and the rivers and rivers are long. Looking from a distance, the rivers and lakes are melodious.

The light was bright and clear, and a figure who looked like Confucianism and Taoism, and who looked like an exiled immortal descended slowly.Like a Zen sword, it cuts open the four fields, and opens up a piece of pure land for this clear world.

It seems that slowly flowing water is passing by, the lake is rippling, and the lotus is just blooming.

Afterwards, there was a prelude to Jianghu, which came slowly, and after listening carefully, it was:
"There are so many rivers and lakes, but the world is worth a smile."

The light singing expresses the chicness of the world, and the long words express elegance and chicness!
As the last sound rang out, the singing reached its peak, and the figure slowly fell down, but it was Chu Tianxing who had gone to find Mr. Butterfly and returned!
step! step!
Tapping his toes, Chu Tianxing slowly landed, looked at several people standing around, looked at himself, and said: "You must already know each other!"

Seeing Chu Tianxing come back, Gucheng let go of Gao Xuan's heart, looked at Mr. Butterfly and said, "I've already met him!"

"hypocritical!"

Seeing the Gucheng like this, Mr. Butterfly cast a disdainful glance, and said something lightly.

Hearing what Mr. Butterfly said, Gucheng shook his head with a wry smile. He was not angry. After all, everyone knew that Mr. Butterfly was both good and evil. That's what he had.

Coming here, you can't let people bear it, not to mention, if they have something to ask for from others, then don't care about it.

Thinking of this, Gu Cheng slowly loosened his fist, looked at Mr. Butterfly and nodded with a smile.

I thought silently in my heart: "This is Xiaoyue's father, this is Xiaoyue's father!"

(End of this chapter)