In the midst of such a beautiful music, it seems that the dark green rain curtain with gloomy colors in the virtual fantasy world has suddenly become enlightened!

The heavy rain seems to be flying lightly!

The mournful cries that enveloped the demon realm seemed to be fading away, replaced by the joyful work of the butterflies dancing and the flowers that were gradually cheerful and industrious.

And I don't know if it's a hallucination, they all seem to see flowers blooming from the dark green crystal rain!

Although it is a dark green unknown flower, it is clear and exquisite, beautiful and charming.

Beautiful flowers can naturally attract bees and butterflies, so they seem to have an illusion again, and they actually saw countless beautiful butterflies flying from the top of the plantain spirit tree.

One by one, they easily passed through the dark green rain curtain, avoiding the erosion of the wisps of demonic aura that seemed to be absent in the rain curtain, and then the moth flew towards the beautiful dark green flowers that had bloomed around the concubine like a moth.

Falling on the flowers, they flew again, dancing to the beautiful and cheerful melody!

The visual impact of such a picture on human beings is definitely very profound!

Against the dark green background, the scene of butterflies and flowers is even more beautiful and dreamy.

But it's so magical, it doesn't feel abrupt at all, and I feel that this kind of picture shouldn't appear in this gloomy demon realm.

On the contrary, the light is even more dazzling!

And at this moment, the girl who was shrouded in the pale green qi and kept plucking the strings of the zither to outline beautiful notes and condense this beautiful picture naturally became more and more dreamy!

Unable to take his eyes off his eyes, Mo Yinfan only felt as if he had returned to the first time he listened to Yu Xi play the kite, the soul that was captured in an instant, and the sound of his heartbeat that was no longer under his control, the suffocating throbbing enveloped his whole body, making him unable to extricate himself from it.

At this moment, there is only one impulse that emerges in my heart, and that is to hide this picture forever, deep in a place where only I can see.

Suddenly, the cheerful and melodious music changed slightly, and the dark green flowers suddenly bloomed all the way in one direction, and the transparent butterflies that shimmered with golden green light naturally flew away in the direction of these dark green flowers!

The fluttering butterflies turned into a flowing ribbon of light, passed through the heavy rain curtain, stepped on the rain flowers, and with everyone's eyes, they soon flew to a dark green meadow.

And in this dark green meadow, the stained ground is a different tone of despair from the previous cheerful and stark color.

The cry of sorrow is more and more desolate here, and the breath of sorrow is more and more sad here.

Shadows shrouded the world, and several of the figures shrouded in it were waving their arms numbly with desperate faces, as if they were fighting something, but in fact, they didn't swing anything.

Only occasionally let out a monster-like roar or two, and then in the middle of the struggle, the numbness that had been repeated before regained again!

And in fact, they were fighting, but they were fighting with the cries of despair and sadness that kept eating away at their minds and souls.

But the sound was pervasive, so their battle was entirely a death throem.