sheep hunt

Han Ziling pretended to be calm and looked around, trying to find a way out and leave here: "Messenger Feixue, we can discuss something slowly, why damage the friendship between the two countries."

Hua Feixue raised his eyebrows slightly, the smile on his lips finally turned cold, he glanced at Hua Xinmeng: "Meng'er, the mountain girl complains."

As soon as the words fell, a huge emerald mass appeared in the air out of thin air. There was a bright red flower in the middle of the emerald green leaves. As soon as the black butterflies saw the flower, they immediately flew over and perched on it.

Hua Feixue said softly:

"Brother Han, those are long-winged black swallowtail butterflies, the most poisonous butterflies in the world. If the venom from them gets into Brother Han's body... Tsk tsk...By the way, Brother Han is curious about how the butterfly's venom can reach people In the body? Come on, show Big Brother Han a show first."

As she said that, Hua Feixue rose into the air, grabbed a passerby not far away by the collar in an instant, and dragged him back.

"you…"

Han Ziling frowned, he really didn't understand why the people on the street didn't respond to Hua Feixue's actions.

"Hehe, Big Brother Han, I have set up a Qimen Dunjia here in advance, no matter what we do here, no one will be able to see it."

Han Ziling was secretly startled, he knew Qimen Dunjia, could control strange butterflies and strange flowers, could it be that he has entered a sci-fi world?Why does everything in front of me seem so unreal.

Just as he was thinking, a scream suddenly rose, and he looked intently, it was the passerby caught by Hua Feixue, whose face was covered with butterflies, and those butterflies seemed to be... gnawing at the muscles on his face, skin? ? ?

A green liquid mixed with black flowed down the man's face, and the man grabbed his face with both hands, screaming in pain.

"Hua Feixue!"

Han Ziling was startled, approached the man, but didn't know what to do, so he was furious: "He is innocent, what do you want to do to me."

The corner of Hua Feixue's mouth twitched, enjoying Han Ziling's anger very much.

In fact, from the first time he saw Han Ziling until now, he has basically never seen Han Ziling change his face---even when Huang Feiyan was hurt by him, but now, he changed his face for a stranger.

The more this is the case, the more that person will die.

A strange light flashed in his eyes, Hua Feixue waved his snow-white sleeves, all the butterflies faded away, and landed on the red flowers again.

"Brother Han, is he willing to come with me now?"

Han Ziling didn't answer, but just stared at the innocent passer-by with his eyes wide open, and fell down with a face of pain and horror. He was about to help him, but he was horrified to find that the person's body fell from his face. It started to rot, but it took only a few moments. Just now, it was a big living person, and now it has turned into a pool of black-green liquid that exudes a stench.

"you…"

Han Ziling took several steps back one after another, he was so vicious, such a powerful butterfly.

His back felt cold, his heart felt cold, and towards Hua Feixue, he felt a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart. He didn't know what would happen to them if Hua Feixue's methods were used on Huang Yifan or him. ?

"How about it, Brother Han, are you willing to go back with us?"

Han Ziling shook his head:

"My mind won't change."

"Is it?"

Hua Feixue chuckled, the corners of his eyebrows moved slightly, and a black butterfly landed on Han Ziling's fingertips. Han Ziling's fingers itched slightly. He lowered his head and saw the butterfly with the breath of death, his complexion paled instantly.

The butterfly didn't make much movement, it just landed on his finger and crawled slowly, but just this kind of movement was enough to make Han Ziling freeze up. He just saw how powerful this butterfly is. Clearly.

"Brother Han, this is the last chance, do you want to change your mind???"

Han Ziling bit his lower lip and shook his head resolutely:

"Do not."

Even if he turns into a puddle of rancid black-green liquid like that person just now, it's still better than when he left Huang Yifan.

If he was taken to another place alive, and he knew clearly that Huang Yifan was suffering from pain, but he couldn't help him---for him, that would be the greatest torture.

Hua Feixue's face completely darkened:

"Really? Then, brother Han, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

As she said that, the white skirts fluttered, and the black butterflies on the red mountain girl flew up together, like a black net, engulfing Han Ziling in an instant.

Huaxinmeng frowned, with a trace of worry on her innocent and charming face:

"Flying snow, he..."

Hua Feixue shook her head:

"The owner of the red blood, it is not so easy to die..."

During the time when the two were talking, Han Ziling seemed to be fixed on the acupuncture points, and he didn't dare to move. He could only watch helplessly as the dense and strange black butterflies became bigger and bigger in his pupils. Until the presence of butterflies covered all his vision...