MTL - Legend of the Asura-v10 Chapter 688 From this moment on, you are called Dragonfly!

"You seem to value this child very much. Then, if I kill this child, will you show the expression that makes me enjoy it, huh, I really look forward to it." The wind screamed and cruelly smiled. The blade was close to him, and looked at them with desperate eyes.

"Blood movie style! If you dare to hurt your nephew, I will not let you go!!" Duanmu Xiong said with red eyes.

"Yes, then I really look forward to it." Windy sneer raised the flying feathers in his hand.

"Don't!!"

"Plop", Duanmu Lie slammed on the ground, the former Duanmu owner, now the father of the Duanmu family, a lifetime of arrogance, the old man who only passed his parents in life, so in front of the wind... Suddenly caught.

"It’s my Dumumu’s eyes and no beads. It’s my Dumumu’s damn, but he’s just a child. He’s not wrong! Please let him go, use my old life to change it, I beg you!!” Sorrowful bitterness, then hang down the head full of white hair, heavy squatting on the chilly ground... let them pull and refuse to get up.

"Grandpa! Grandpa, you are getting up, he won't hurt me, I believe you, he really won't hurt me."

Duanmu finally gave a rushing voice, and this voice fell in the wind, every word was heavily swaying his heartstrings, his heart was slightly trembled, I don’t know why it was because of this child’s voice. This reaction occurs.

"Yes, you are so confident that I will not kill you?" said the voice in the wind.

"Well! You will not hurt me, even if everyone in the world wants to hurt me, you will not." Duanmu looked up, bright as the eyes of the comet looked at him with innocent smile, welcoming With a flying feather blade, he has no fear of it. The wind blew down to look at this young face, the heart began to violently ups and downs, and then ups and downs, an inexplicable feeling constantly impacting his heart, let his heart tremble violently...

"Hey..."

A slight whisper, the North whisper butterfly finally woke up, she seemed to have a nightmare, the black man in the nightmare took her son and put the knife on his throat...

The person woke up, but the nightmare did not wake up. At first glance, she saw the Duanmu, who was hijacked by the wind, screaming with sorrow, struggling to rush, but was dragged by several maids.

"Mom! Mom doesn't cry, he said he won't hurt me, really!" Duanmu smiled and comforted his mother.

Mom... The flying feather blade in the hand of the wind fell from the palm of his hand, and fell to the ground like a red feather. His world suddenly became blank.

Is this... her son?

Is her son...

Why can her son shake my heartstrings, and when I want to hurt him, why does my body struggle to resist my wishes, why my heart is so shaking... Why can I hear him slightly to almost no existence? Heartbeat.

The wind squatted slowly and looked at him quietly, and Duanmu also turned around, looking at him with a smile on his face, his eyebrows bent, his mouth slightly raised, and his smile was like a cute naive. doll.

"How old are you this year?" The wind gently touched his face, and the sound was light as soft.

"I am four years old this year... four years and two months." Duanmu replied with a smile.

Duanmujia all squatted up and down, and the North Hidden Butterfly was even more dizzy, because the wind used his original voice... His voice, she will never forget.

"That, can you tell me who your mother is?"

Duanmu used a small finger to look at the North Ming dynasty butterfly, which was completely sluggish. He said with a smile: "She is my mother and the best mother in the world. Mom usually likes to raise flowers, because the flowers attract many beautiful butterflies. My mother likes to watch butterflies flying in the wind. My mother often told me that she is a butterfly in a cage, longing for the wind, but she can no longer fly in the breeze."

"You call... oh?"

"Well... it’s rain, it’s the rain in the mother’s name, the next is Xiao... Hey, what does this Xiaozi mean?” Duanmu’s head is slightly stunned, seemingly wondering the word “Xiao”.

I don't know when, Duanmu Wuji has been pushed to the wheelchair by people, quietly looking at the face of the innocent smile Duanmu, his every sentence, his heart ups and downs. He knows him very well and he doesn't know him very much. At this time, he was the first time he saw such a serious expression on his face.

Blood Emperor Shadow... The endless mouth of Duanmu reveals a bitter smile, and the heart is violently twitching.

"The people here... are you okay?" asked the gentleman. He has a lot of words to tell him, many, many...

"Well, they are very good to me!"

"Why do you think that I will not hurt you? I have killed many people, are you not afraid?"

"Why are you afraid? Because I know that even if everyone in the world wants to hurt me, you will not hurt me." Duanmu looked at him with a gaze, his face still smiling, but his eyes were crystal clear. Slowly slipped down and landed on the popular hand.

The wind swept away the tears on his face. "Your full name is Duanmu, right?"

"Ok!"

The wind nodded and shook his head, then gently picked him up, a feeling of blood connected in the heart warmly rising. The wind is facing him, and he said to everyone: "The name of Duanmu is not worthy of you. Only the most noble surname of China is worthy of you. From today... No, it is from this moment, your The name is - Long Hao!"

Duanmu's home and bird are silent, this sudden, and inexplicable change is like a sap, so that they are still stunned and can't find anything north and south.

"Dragon 霄...Dragon... It turned out to be the case. I did it wrong, but I finally did it right." Duanmu Wu whispered to himself, his mouth screamed with a smirk.

"Blood movie, you... what do you mean! Hey, what's the matter?" Duanmuxiong, who had recovered some strength, struggled to sit up from the ground and asked hard.

The North whisper butterfly licked his lips with his hands, the tears in his eyes fell like rain, his eyes looked at the wind holding her son, and he was not willing to leave.

"I don't have to explain it to those of you who will die soon. However, seeing that you have raised your nephew to such a large share, I can leave one of you, and it will leave a trace of blood!"

"No!" Duanmu - it should be the dragon's powerful wave, and then look at the wind with a look: "Let me tell a story? Then, you can do anything, okay?"

"Grandpa, Grandpa, you all listen to a story, okay?"

Duanmu Xiong and Duan Mulie nodded subconsciously. At this time, they could only nod their heads if they were trapped.

The wind sighed softly, and he vaguely guessed what he wanted to tell.

Duanmu squat gently closed his eyes and arranged his thoughts, and quickly opened, and then began a gentle description with his tender voice.

“The story I want to tell begins with a beautiful campus. In the spring, whether it is the weather or the wind is the most pleasant. On that campus, there is a boy named Feng who fell in love with a girl named Butterfly at first sight. And began to pursue her, for her with many many pursuers, the boy who called the wind obviously has no experience of chasing the girl, but he is too perfect, the girl named Butterfly is secretly secretly like many girls. He pursued her. Her pursuit made her very happy, but she refused him again and again because of her family's reasons... But in the end, she couldn't refuse her heart, and she was with the boy who called the wind. A pair of astounding lovers. At that time, the boy named Feng was 17 years old, and he was a freshman, while the girl named Butterfly was 20 years old. He was a senior who was about to graduate soon."

The wind looked silently at the North meditation butterfly who was also watching her. I haven't seen it for five years. At this time, she has no innocence at that time. The eyebrows are full of maturity and faint pity, but her eyes are still so gentle... his eyes are slowly blurred, as if he saw it. At that time, she smiled at him, gently kissing him gently, and spoiled him tenderly... She used to be so perfect that people want to fall into her tenderness forever.

"The girl who called the butterfly had some of her own concerns. She never dared to tell the boy who called the wind to her family. Later, after a short time, she went to a social dance party of the major families, where a man named I saw her for the first time..."

A slight sigh occurred in Duanmu.

"It is a person with a natural disability, but he never feels inferior. He uses his ability to make everyone pay attention to him and is recognized as the next owner of his family. He always thinks that there is no one. The woman deserves him... But the moment she saw the butterfly, he thought he saw the fairy in the sky, and she was deeply attracted and fascinated by her... When she politely said hello to him, he was so helpless that he even Starting to feel inferior. He feels that the disabled person is not worthy of such a fairy."

"From that day on, he thought about the girl who called the butterfly, and was deeply immersed in her shadow. Finally, he proposed to the family where the butterfly is, and proposed that if he could marry him, he is The family is willing to provide them with everything they need."

"For the family where the butterfly is, this is a totally irresistible temptation. So, the butterfly's younger brother, a boy named Yun and her father, happily mentioned this to her, and the butterfly refused. And finally confessed that she already has someone she likes and wants to be with him forever."

The North whisper butterfly licked his lips and tried not to let himself cry. Her tears had already wet the ground.

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