The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

Its wings are graceful and huge, like black velvet, shining with pure blue luster, magnificent and stunning, as if they came from another wonderful secret realm.

Every breath is accompanied by the trembling of the wings, symbolizing fresh vitality.

so beautiful.

Looking at the blue butterfly lingering on his index finger, Song Jiu couldn't help but marvel at the ingenuity of nature.

Li Han's eyes fell on the butterfly and he said calmly.

"The Paradise Papilio butterfly likes heat and is afraid of cold. It will come out to bask in the sun when the sun is shining. Because of its blue wings, it is regarded as a messenger from heaven, which is where its name comes from."

"It has high collection value." The man's voice paused, "If you like it, you can make it into a beautiful specimen."

The young man didn't speak, just shook his head slightly and admired it for a while.

After admiring enough, his eyes were satisfied, his fingers moved slightly, and he let the little guy leave.

"A beautiful butterfly wants to live, to flutter its wings, to fly, to get into the first ray of sunshine tomorrow, and to dance countless times."

"Instead of being mounted in a picture frame and never seeing the light of day."

The young man chanted softly.

The butterfly flapped its wings and flew into the distance. It danced all the way without being in a hurry. When it got tired, it stopped on the flowers to rest. After recuperating, it continued to explore the world aimlessly.

Brilliant and free.

Seeing the blue color flying gracefully in the air without being affected by the wind, Song Jiu suddenly realized that he also longed for freedom.

I long to be able to stop running around in the small world, and to be able to live for myself one day.

Not for the tasks issued by the system.

The young man stared blankly into the distance.

The warm wind blows her black hair, her temperament is ethereal, and her eyes are distant, as if she will turn into an immortal immortal in the next second and float away in the wind.

An inexplicable panic made Li Han feel uneasy. He hugged the person from behind and exerted slight strength in his arms.

It seems that this is the only way to relieve the emotions in my heart.

Song Jiu was a little hurt by the iron arm around his waist. He turned his head sideways and opened and closed his lips.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, it's a bit high here and it's not safe." The man's voice was muffled.

Song Jiu chuckled.

When he looked around again, the butterfly had disappeared.

"The strong wind can blow up a piece of white paper, but it cannot blow away a butterfly, because the power of life lies in disobedience."

"Brother Li, I want to be who I want to be, not..."

Like a duckweed living in no fixed place, wandering from place to place.

Always live in the time controlled by the system.

Song Jiu felt a deep sense of exhaustion deep in his heart, and his body completely relaxed, leaning on the man.

Realizing Ren'er's dependence on him, Li Han was ecstatic, but those sad words made him feel flustered.

Xiaojiu was hiding something, but she still couldn't believe him.

But that's okay.

He will invade the boy's life little by little, until every inch of his skin is stained with his scent, until he completely owns it.

In the corner where Song Jiu couldn't see, the man's eyes were dim and unclear.

When the two came back, it was Song Jiu's turn.

This scene requires wires, but he hasn't tried it outdoors yet.

I felt a little nervous at the moment.

"Don't be afraid."

Gu Qianzhi comforted him softly and checked the wire on the young man again.

After making sure there was no problem, he ordered again.

"Relax, it's no different than in the studio, just do what I just said."

This is indeed the truth, but Song Jiu always feels a little uneasy, as if something bad is about to happen.

But this is the last scene of the day, and you can get off work as soon as the performance is over.

Looking over the red faces of the crew members, he took a deep breath, mustered up the courage and nodded, indicating to the director that it was time to start.

"Hey, have you heard that the Supreme Sword Master's cultivation level has risen to another level? He defeated the Demon Lord who came to attack and provoke trouble with one move, Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect."

"The monster came in great ostentation, but was beaten like a mouse and was carried back by his men."

In the bamboo forest, two people, one fat and one thin, were walking side by side, talking about things in the world with gusto.

The fat man put on a mysterious look: "The Supreme Sword Master is indeed powerful, but I have a rumor about him. Do you want to hear it?"

"Come on, what's the point of whining?" The thin man pushed with his elbow and urged impatiently.

Seeing the anxious look on his face, the fat man spoke slowly, his voice deliberately kept low.

"I heard that the Sword Master likes beautiful young men. It's not enough to have a stunningly beautiful apprentice. Recently, he has a handsome apprentice."

Hearing this, the thin man's interest was really aroused, and he asked in a very gossipy manner: "No, isn't it? Sword Master has always been obsessed with cultivation and has not been tainted by the world? Don't talk nonsense."

The fat man was anxious.

"Cultivation doesn't mean abstinence. Other people of my generation are married and have wives in their arms."

"Don't even think about why the sword master refused to find a Taoist companion, but instead took great care of his two apprentices."

Both of them are dissolute sons who have been involved in romance, and they both understand the fishiness involved.

They looked at each other and then burst into laughter.

"I didn't expect that the strongest swordsman would actually be a man-loving Duanxiu, haha..."

"I heard that the eldest disciple is the son of the master. He is so beautiful that he can be called the most beautiful person in the world."

"If it were me, I'd have to press him down and have a taste of what it's like..."

Before the fat man finished speaking, a sharp sword energy stabbed him. If he hadn't reacted quickly and dodged sideways, he would have been killed.

His eyes were fierce, staring at something.

"Who is here to fight indiscriminately?"

Right in front, a man in white stood with his back facing each other, blocking the way for the two of them.

The clothes are flying, and the long hair is disheveled.

"I am Chu Yi, the eldest disciple of the Supreme Sword Lord, and the one who comes to take your life today."

The man's voice was extremely pleasant, as sweet as the breeze blowing on his face or the jingling of his jade pendant, but the content of his words made people shudder.

The man in white in front turned around, revealing a face that was astonishing.

The two of them couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment.

In such a brief trance, the man in white rose into the air and thrust his sword towards him.

The two people quickly used their swords to resist, and they were more or less capable in walking around the world.

For a moment, there was a flash of swords and shadows, but it was impossible to tell the winner.

Gradually, the two of them became exhausted, realized something was wrong, blew up a smoke, and prepared to run away.

Chu Yi was caught off guard and choked by the billowing smoke.

According to the script, the third male should fly into the air and kill the two people trying to escape with a sword.

Song Jiu followed the plot step by step.

Unexpectedly, when he was in the air, the wire on his body suddenly broke.

The feeling of weightlessness was uncomfortable. The ground was so close that Song Jiu instinctively used his hands to resist.

In full view of everyone, the boy fell from the air like a kite with its string broken.