Chapter 26: Can Hell Be Escaped? (2)
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The butterfly watched it several times, and a map of the city's layout of the empire was kept in mind.
But this map only gave her a rough distribution of the imperial capital, and as for the detailed structure of the imperial organization, she did not obtain any information at all. But even if she only knew that, it would be enough for her to escape from this cage of evil.
The high fighting spirit instantly filled his chest again, and the strength that he felt almost exhausted had returned to his body.
She sat up from the bed at once, and as she moved, the pansy-purple silk quilt covering her body slid down, revealing her naked body, and a blood-colored pattern tattooed on the outside of her left arm.
Raising his arm, staring at the pattern, two twisted and intertwined poppy flowers, slender stems extending to the wrist, and a petite butterfly resting on the blooming petals, blood-red flowers with purple-gold butterflies, indescribably bewitching.
Don't think about it, this must be the prank of that demon general.
The mood of the butterfly who finally calmed down was suddenly gloomy again, and the fingers of her right hand covered the pattern, and she picked at the skin there vigorously, eager to pick off the skin there.
It's just that the demon general seems to have expected her to make such a move, and the intertwined poppy flowers and the butterflies among the nostalgic flowers are all deeply tattooed, and the traces of this pattern can only be eliminated by peeling the skin and scraping the bones.
Fluttering angrily punched the mattress, grabbing the mattress with her hand to slowly calm her disturbed mind.
The demon general tossed himself like this, just to make his mind uneasy and out of proportion, so that he could do whatever he wanted, how could he let him do what he wanted?
Wandering Butterfly cracked her mouth and laughed silently, coldly with a hint of sarcasm to the end.
The pure white silk scarf was tied to his left arm, and the dazzling pattern was obscured, and the intertwined blood red and purple gold loomed under the transparent silk scarf as thin as a cicada's wings, reflecting the dark red dotted thin lines on the silk scarf, forming a strange but beautiful and touching picture.
Is this a portrayal of the contest between her and the demon general?
The butterfly looked away, her eyes as bright as the bright stars of a summer night, and her black feathered eyelashes no longer trembled slightly with resentment.
She is the leader of the Green Elves, the Green Elves who roam the wilderness and dominate the world......
A familiar green forest flashed in front of me, an open field of vision, and a familiar resolute and high-spirited face.
They are still waiting for themselves......
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Fluttering Butterfly got out of bed, and her eyes inadvertently swept to the edge of the bed, where there was a set of clothes.
Noble bright gold, with white stripes embroidered on the sides of the sleeves and trouser legs, the style is exactly the same as the golden uniform of the demon general.
The girl with a body and a body faced the only clothes in the room that could be used to cover her shame, her heart was moved but more annoyed, seeing this dress, that dazzling golden yellow, that time was the experience of being wantonly humiliated under the uniform of such a color, and she couldn't recall it.
Fluttersie grabbed her clothes and was about to throw them on the ground, but suddenly stopped moving.
The demon general's smiling face appeared in front of him, his eyes were full of playfulness, and he could even hear the low voice full of teasing.
It felt as if he was completely under his control, and those eyes sharper than a falcon seemed to have penetrated into the depths of his heart, and nothing could escape his calculations......
Wandering Butterfly's eyes fell on the clothes in his hand and smiled, without the slightest warmth.
She put the clothes on her body, and they fit well, but when she put on her pants again, her hand paused.
From the gap in the placket of the shirt that has not yet been buttoned, as soon as I look down, I can see the tattoo pattern below the navel, which is also a strange pattern composed of blood-red poppy flowers and purple-gold butterflies, a large blooming poppy flowers extend along the pubic bone to the thighs, and the butterfly directly below the navel is bound by the stem of the poppy flowers, as if struggling to sink in the sea of flowers and finally being annihilated.
Thinking that he was still ...... in a coma With such a disgusting pattern tattooed in such a place, and the unbearable anger of the wandering butterfly couldn't help but burn violently, that demon general really had a way to make his emotions fluctuate.
Laughing angrily, the smile on the girl's lips was colder and deeper, but it was still silent, and the smile really came from the bottom of her heart.
Casually put on his trousers, buttoned his jacket, and tucked the small burlap bag he had held in his hand into his trouser pocket.
Wandering Butterfly began to carefully observe the surrounding environment, knowing herself and knowing her opponent, in order to survive in a desperate situation, the most urgent thing to do now is to find an opportunity to escape from here.
is still the room that has been staying, and Wandering Butterfly knows that there is a lot going on here.
After groping around the wall for a while, but finding nothing, it seemed that it would not be easy to find a breakthrough.
Fluttersdie frowned, turned around, and scanned the overall layout of the room again, and finally fixed her eyes on the glass windows.
Walking over, you can see the scene outside through the windowpane, the blue sky and the white clouds, and then look down diagonally, it is an endless emptiness, and occasionally two small birds fly under the eye.
I thought I had been taken to a high-altitude fortress where the Imperial officers lived.
The military high-altitude fortress is one of the three forbidden places of the Empire, and it has a very strict identification system, and it is difficult for people who do not have the rank of the Empire to enter and exit here.
Wandering Butterfly once heard Xiao Pian'er say that there are only two ways to get in and out of here, one is through the triangular pipeline between the forts, and the other is the exclusive car of the imperial officer.
No matter how you get in or out, if you don't have the right identity, it's difficult and dangerous.
Flutter took a few steps back, rested her feet on a table, stumbled, and touched a metal ornament on the table, a golden goshawk statue with wings spreading.
Without thinking about it, as soon as Wandering Butterfly reached out and took the heavy statue in his hand and threw it towards the windowpane with all his might.
"Bang ......", only a dull sound was heard, and the metal statue smashed against the glass and fell straight to the floor, and there was not even a crack where it was hit.
Unexpectedly, Wandering Butterfly was not surprised that this would be the result, but she couldn't help but feel a trace of disappointment in her heart.