[Comprehensive] Butterfly

The old ghost's appearance is exquisite and beautiful, as if he was twenty-eight years old. As soon as he turned around and looked at his back, his energy and demeanor immediately disappeared. Broken steps.

There is nothing strange about looking slow but actually as fast as the wind. The old ghost walks like a turtle crawling even though he looks slow.

I can't walk ten meters in half a day.

After walking, Lan Fan's heart, liver, stomach and lungs were all itchy, he still held back and didn't dare to make a sound, a rush of urgency was exerted on his hands, blue veins popped out, even Lan Yi felt pain in his hands when pinched.

Feeling empathetic to Lan Fan and being threatened and aggrieved because of the different attributes of demon power, Lan Yi, who is suffering from a higher level, can only hold back the hand of the master Lan Fan to try to comfort him.

Ran and egg.

The walking speed of the old ghost was still like that of an old turtle in an old vat of money by the lake, it was outrageously slow.

Helplessly, demons and ghosts have always had the final say with big fists.

Therefore, Lan Yi can discuss friendship with the elders of Qian, and can have interests with Shi Niangniang, but he never dares to dictate to sister Zhu or the master. This old ghost who met for the first time brought no less pressure to Lan Yi than Da Master, let alone someone who asks for it, of course they all have to be careful.

Talking to the old ghost, to be honest, I don't dare, and the voice of the old ghost is really not flattering.

Just find something to distract yourself.

Fortunately, although the mountain bag is not big, it is not bare.

Lan Yi led the blue fan to look around, not to mention, he really found a lot of "magical creatures" that made people wonder what to say.

"That...that can't be that one, right?" Lan Fan asked weakly, pointing at a big tree with five-colored exotic flowers, with trembling fingers.

Lan Yi took a look, held his breath reflexively, and then realized that they had been walking for so long, and they were all fine.

The "tree" that made Lan Fan's face twitch was so beautiful that it looked like a fairy, just because it could be raised by an old ghost in this world, it was obvious that it was not a simple thing.

That thing is actually not a tree at all, but a monster that devours souls, emotions and six desires. The devoured souls are used to nourish themselves, and the seven emotions and six desires are used to bloom. They bloom five-color exotic flowers that are fragrant and charming, and are used to hunt food. , and so on.

This monster is extremely gluttonous and not picky eaters. Even the guy who created it didn't expect that, if he didn't pay attention to the creative bloody monster, he would get an oolong reward in this way.

However, this kind of demon seed still flowed out, and I don't know how many creatures were harmed, and occasionally there were monsters and evil spirits.

When Fan Zhou was on a business trip to cross the Heavenly Tribulation, he met such a tree. The life of that tree was good, and it was accompanied by a snake monster. It was also because the snake monster was greedy enough to catch enough blood and food, so it saved his little one. As a result, he committed a lot of evil, and was killed by Fan Zhou and Liang Nan in the end.

This thing is said to be extinct to the outside world. In order to get rid of the roots, the scene was quite big. I didn't expect the boss to be worthy of being the boss. It was really a geese who plucked the feathers. I really left a tree, and it was like this Keep in the back garden.

Lan Yi looked around, only to find that the monster has flowers but no fragrance, because not far away grows the monster's nemesis - blood bodhi.

But now Lan Fan's curiosity came up, and he talked to the old ghost tremblingly.

"Well, senior, can I ask what the name of the monster with five-color flowers is?" He asked curiously for a long time.

The old ghost looked sideways slowly at the monster that was intimidated by the blood bodhi and honestly pretended to be harmless to the beautiful tree, and laughed twice, "It's called Sanqi."

"Huh?" Lan Shan was stunned, such a vicious monster, what is its name?

"Eating three souls and seven souls, it's called Sanqi." The old ghost seemed to be quite patient with the blue fan, so he explained it a bit.

Thirty-seven?

Return Tianqi.

At any rate, it is also a ferocious monster with a background that has worked a lot of great talents to get rid of it. Oh, no, there is only one left. Shan shook his head, sure enough, wicked people have their own way of grinding, one thing falls one thing, no matter how cruel it is, it is just like a grass with some characteristics here.

After recovering, Lan Fan actually found that the surrounding scenery had changed drastically.

After just asking and answering, they actually reached the top of the mountain from halfway up the mountain.

He widened his eyes to look at Lan Yi.

Lan Yi had just seen that Lan Fan was bold enough to strike up a conversation with the old ghost, so she didn't have the heart to pay attention to anything else.

Looking at it now, could it be that the old ghost was dawdling on purpose, just to tease Lan Shan and chat with him?

Can't figure it out.

Lan Fan simply didn't want to.

His target is the Butterfly Wood, as long as he can see it, he can do anything.

The old ghost is very happy at the moment, yes, just raising his hand, he can't slow down much.

Following the direction of the old ghost's finger, Lan Shan saw the butterfly tree that he was thinking about at a glance.

The branches are graceful, with flowers but no leaves.

Each piece looks like a leaf from a distance, but when you look closely, it is a small flower shaped like a butterfly wing. The stamens of the flower are shining with delicate blue light.

Lan Fan was trembling with excitement, and was about to rush over suddenly, but was grabbed by Lan Yi.

Lan Fan was still agitated in his blood, struggled a couple of times, but couldn't break free, was yelled at by Lan Yi, and then regained some composure.

The old ghost hunched over and looked at them with a smile on his beautiful and evil face, as if he was watching the fun.

Only then did Lan Fan react.

Don't look at the road on this small hill, there is a narrow stone step, which is quite clean.

But the mountain is full of unknown types of "plants and trees", so if you rush down with such enthusiasm, it will probably be planted in a hole.

No, looking at that old ghost's smile, it's [-]% that he will fall into a trap.

Lan Fan gave Lan Yi a begging look for mercy, Lan Yi remained calm and grabbed his wrist.

This time the blue fan learned to be good, and honestly apologized to the old ghost, begging the old ghost to lead the way.

The old ghost was easy to talk, so he still walked away slowly.

Lan Fan was forced by Lan Yi to take a closer look, and sure enough, where the old ghost walked, those seemingly harmless "little grass and flowers" on both sides of the stone steps fell back tremblingly. Like a strong wind blowing.

"Let's go, it's okay, these children are immature, don't be afraid." The old ghost didn't turn his head, the sound of steel claws scratching the blackboard passed through the eardrums all the way, until the internal organs were numb.

Lan Yi pulled the blue fan and followed behind.

He is not really afraid of these things, he is on guard, with him and Lan Shan, he will not be troubled by a group of plants, but it is not easy to make people feel bad when they ask for help Baluo, you can only be careful.

The blue fan was pulled away, his eyes fixed on the butterfly wood.

It wasn't until I got closer that I realized that this Myrtle tree was grown hydroponically.

On the other side of the hill is a mountain depression with a small pool.The Butterfly Tree was raised not far from the shore, and its huge root system was curled up in a huge transparent water tank. The demon corpse wrapped in it was almost invisible from the outside, only a little bit of blue light was faintly visible.

Lan Fan held his breath, and the dog looked at the old ghost.

The old ghost picked up a stone and sat down, took out a cigarette bag from his pocket and lit it, and glanced at the blue fan to signal him to do whatever he wanted.

Only then did the blue fan approach cautiously, fearing that it might be a dream-like soft touch on the tree trunk.

After more than [-] years, the palm once again felt the familiar touch.

The blue fan's eyes were red, and the two huge butterfly wings spread out behind him.

Flying lightly around the big tree, the phosphor powder on the butterfly wings sprinkled, and the countless small flowers on the butterfly tree swallowed the phosphor powder. Dreamlike.

Fragments of those good memories from long ago came to mind, and for a moment, Lan Fan could hardly distinguish between reality and illusion.

In those carefree years, the clansmen would dance around the tree every night, and every night, they could see the butterfly flowers in the whole forest blooming together.

Perfectly fragile.

Lan Shan's fate was neatly cut in two. It was his clansman who gave him life and a beautiful childhood, and it was his desperate and crazy clansman who held up the knife.

And he didn't know it at all.

He also didn't feel that it was strange that there were no peers of his age other than him, and he even secretly rejoiced, so that he would always be the youngest and the most favored.

There is no secret that can be hidden perfectly, but it is a pity that he was really stupid and naive at the time.

Landing on the twisted roots of the butterfly wood, Lan Shan bent down, trying to look at the demon corpse.

Will it be a familiar face?

The roots of the tree were coiled too tightly, no matter how hard Blue Fan tried, he could only see a little bit of broken and dry butterfly wings.

"enough!"

When Lan Fan was trying to cast a spell to reach in and touch him, Lan Yi firmly hugged him back into his arms from behind and tightened his grip.

Pinch Lan Shan's chin, and look into Lan Shan's bright red eyes.

"It's just a corpse. You have avenged their obsession, and they have died long ago. The flesh, soul, and soul of your people are all on your body. As long as you are alive, they still exist."

Lan Yi clenched her back teeth, forcing herself to be sensational.

He knew early in the morning that the blue fan would definitely get out of control if he got this thing back. According to Lan Yi's thinking, what kind of flesh and blood or soul, when those butterfly demons abruptly changed the blue fan from a demon to a monster, no matter how big the cause and effect, no matter how deep The blood relationship is over.

What's more, the blue fan was only "made" by the group of butterfly demons.

It was originally just used, and deservedly called the tonic of the blue fan.

He didn't want Lan Fan to worry about those dead guys at all, but he couldn't express his emotions, so he could only bear it.

One and two are stupid kids.

Such a strong emotion, no matter how well you conceal it, you can't hide it from Ling Xipei.

So Lan Yiyan's insincere sensationalism only showed up after three seconds, and Lan Fan's originally excited mood was awakened by the whole lake of old vinegar coming through from Lan Yi's end.

The two intense emotions clashed in Lan Fan's mind, and Lan Fan was stunned, his eyes were red and his face was full of tears, and his expression suddenly went blank.

When he woke up, he saw Lan Yi's extremely displeased eyes, and his expression of terrible acting skills.

Blue Fan: ...

Blue Wing: ...