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Chapter 144: Butterfly(2/2)

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"Miss Sakura!"

Gan Hong suddenly trembled and saw Song Ying lying on the sofa next to her, motionless. Gan Hong quickly took two steps over and shook Song Ying's shoulders anxiously.

"Hong..." Encourage opened his eyes drowsily, his consciousness blurred for a while, "What's wrong..."

"I hope you're okay, Miss Ying." Gan Hong regained her composure at this time, and then quickly walked to Luo Qiu's side.

Song Ying looked over suspiciously and saw Luo Qiu sitting on the single sofa with his head lowered, as if he had fallen asleep.

what's going on?

Song Ying began to notice that her situation at this moment was like the scene after an earthquake disaster!

"Master Qiu, Master Qiu, Master Qiu!" Gan Hong called in front of Luo Qiu anxiously.

Song Ying glanced at it, then turned her head, trying to wake up her secretary Su Mei.

"Master Qiu, Master Qiu, Master Qiu!"

But no matter how Gan Hong called, she still couldn't wake up Luo Qiu. This frightened Gan Hong and quickly grabbed Luo Qiu's wrist, feeling that there was still a pulse on the wrist, and then she felt a little relieved.

Song Ying looked up at the sky at this time.



The reason why he raised his head to look at the sky was that a strong light was shooting down from the side. He saw an armed helicopter approaching slowly, and the side door of the helicopter had been opened. Song Da was seen holding the door crack with one hand, and his whole body was shaking.

Exploded out.

"Okay, I finally found Miss Sakura...Thank God!"

Saying that, Song Dabao jumped down directly from Fang.

It was at least as high as four or five stories high, but Song Da jumped as fast as he could, and he looked a little embarrassed the moment he landed.

Song Da quickly rushed to the ruins of the room where several people were, and looked at Song Ying with concern, "Miss Ying, it's great that you're okay!"

"Song Da?" Song Ying was stunned, "Why are you here too?"

Song Da said at this time: "Miss Ying, it's very dangerous here. Let's leave here first... Also, how is our new young master?"

"Instructor Song!" Gan Hong called out respectfully, and said quickly: "I don't know what happened to Master Qiu. I couldn't wake him up. He seems to be completely comatose, but his breathing and pulse are normal, and there are no signs of poisoning."

"Gan Hong, come and help." Song Da nodded, and quickly asked someone to lower the rescue rope from the helicopter, and they worked together to hoist Luo Qiu up.





More rescuers began to rush in from cities not far away.

Excavation is currently impossible. At present, we can only rescue some injured people who escaped when the castle collapsed. The sound of sirens can be heard far away.

Even in the vineyards inside the farm, you can still hear it vaguely.

Luo Qiu raised his head and glanced at the armed helicopter flying away in a hurry, and stopped paying attention... With his substitute there, unconscious, he could save a lot of trouble.

He was sitting quietly under a grape trellis in the vineyard. This was the place where he played chess with Tu Shenyi, disguised as Karen Ishel, during the day.

Placed in front of them are Bianhuahua and Sansheng.

As for the other Wangyou series and notebooks, he casually put them aside.

Luo Qiu sat quietly with his eyes closed. After a long time, he slowly picked up the bit of Bianhua. The hand holding the cup hesitated and stopped in mid-air.

But he finally took a sip of the Hibiscus flower in the cup and continued to sit quietly.

Legend has it that if you drink the flower of the other side, you can see your loved one on the other side.

The wind blew gently and insects chirped. After a long time, Luo Qiu slowly opened his eyes.

With a lonely smile on his face, he looked up at the Big Dipper in the night sky and remembered his father teaching him to use the Big Dipper to identify directions when he was a child.

Flowers from the other shore, flowers from the other shore, flowers blooming on the other shore, each one embodies the thoughts of the deceased.

Under the grape trellis, Luo Qiu stared at the night sky. After a long time, he slowly turned around. I don't know when, but there was already a beautiful woman waiting quietly here.

"Owner."

That's the club maid.

Luo Qiu looked at You Ye... He did not call for her arrival, but he would not resist her sudden appearance.

Luo Qiu just said gently: "You are here."

At this time, the maid said softly: "I have cleaned up the house, and there are no guests at the door for the time being... and the grapes you sent me, Master, are a bit special, so I wanted to come over and pick some more for later use."

Saying that, You Ye looked around and smiled: "Master seems to have encountered a lot of interesting things."

Luo Qiu suddenly came forward, took Youye's hand and sat down, smiling: "Do you want to listen?"

She nodded.

"He met her on Christmas Day 1990."

Luo Qiu gathered his thoughts and slowly told the story of Kallen and Tu Shenyi.

Youye would not interrupt her master's narration, she would just listen quietly, and then from time to time open the notebook that recorded the production methods of the Wangyou series.

"...On this day, he and she were buried here."

Luo Qiu finally ended the story with burial.

Youye put down a plate in front of Luo Qiu at this time... The plate was taken from the club, and on the plate were peeled grapes, piled one by one, like round and crystal gems.

"Isn't it too boring?" Luo Qiu looked at the peeled grapes in amusement, then picked up one and put it in his mouth to taste.

Youye shook his head, and then said worriedly: "I was just thinking about whether Master, you haven't had dinner, so you might be hungry."

"The taste of these grapes is very special." Luo Qiu couldn't help but taste one more grape.

You Ye then said: "Because these are blood grapes that grow on the edge of the underworld, the taste is naturally a little different from ordinary ones. But these here should not be original blood grapes... These should be the people who grow them, no

You know where to get the seeds and then cultivate them in a way suitable for the human world, but the effect will be much weaker."

"The seeds at the edge of the underworld..." Luo Qiu nodded, thoughtfully.

He thought of the identity of the dark merchant of Xitasil. Perhaps it was just the information in the notebook that Tu Shenyi obtained from Xitasil and recorded the Wangyou series. The raw materials used for the semi-finished Bianhua flowers and so on were the grapes here.

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"This winemaker is really a genius." You Ye said softly at this time: "It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet him."

Luo Qiu showed a curious look. He knew that Youye would not praise her as a genius just because of these Wangyou series... because she herself is an almost omnipotent genius.

I saw Youye taking all the Wangyou series at this time, and then started to run his fingers across Tu Shenyi's notebook, and then picked up the various samples of the Wangyou series that Luo Qiu had taken, and mixed them little by little.

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Finally, she squeezed out the juice from the grapes here, put in the Sansheng fragments for soaking, and then put them in finally shortly after.

"The materials are all ready-made, which is a lot more convenient." You Ye said softly at this time: "It's a pity that the proportions he mixed in the end were wrong, so the final product of the Wangyou series was the legendary seventh Wangyou transformation.

It has become a strange evolutionary potion. But in fact, if the proportions are correct, the finished product should be like this."

The amazing thing is that after being blended by Youye, all the Wangyou series products are no longer the original color. They are just like clear water, but they exude a unique aroma.

Luo Qiu picked up the finished product curiously, "What is this?"

The maid smiled at this time and said: "Meng Po...or, it is the prototype of Meng Po."

"Meng Po..." Luo Qiu was startled, "Meng Po soup?"

You Ye said: "I think that if there is true blood, it should not be a substitute, but Meng Po... If you have forgotten that you are a vampire, you probably don't need to suck blood anymore. Forget.

The power will make the instinct be forgotten."

As she said this, the maid suddenly stood up, caressed the intertwined grapevines, and sang softly.

This is the first time Luo Qiu has heard You Ye's singing, it is not a gorgeous song.

Lian, Lian, you and I have promised each other for a hundred years.

If anyone dies at the age of ninety-seven, Naihe Bridge will wait for three years.

Lian Lian, you and I have promised each other for a hundred years.

When we fall in love, we only hope to stay together for a long time. We have to wait for a thousand years on the Naihe Bridge.

Lian, Lian, you and I have promised each other for a hundred years.

I am not afraid of falling into reincarnation forever, I just want to be in love forever

Lian Lian, you and I have promised each other for a hundred years.

If you don’t envy the Western Heaven, you will have endless happiness; you only envy the mandarin ducks, not the immortals

During the song, a shining Morpho Butterfly, the Goddess of Light, flew through the night sky. It was flying and circling alone in the sky. Soon after, another Morpho Butterfly, the Goddess of Light, flew from the direction of the ruins of the castle.

They intertwined and circled each other, like intimate lovers, and then flew into the distance.


Chapter completed!
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