Remembering the sacrificial death of those butterflies before, it can be assumed that the cause of the butterfly must have something to do with it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then they found that the cracks in Mo Chu's body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the souls in the center of the Awakening Pool began to fall, and those petals fell into the Awakening Pool one by one and merged into the water, and the energy seemed to flow to the red lotus that surrounded Mo Chu.

And Mo Chu's newly healed skin tore open as if it had been impacted, and the soul that had just dropped its petals once again formed small buds, and the next moment it began to bloom again.

It went on and on for two hours, and Silver Wing was silently guarding Mo Chu in the center, his calm face couldn't show any emotion, but his tense body betrayed him.

The others watched Mo Chu's white clothes turn blood-red and were silent.

They couldn't imagine how this sixteen-year-old female could endure the pain of tearing over and over again, but at this moment, they admired this silent female in their hearts, and even in the face of such inhuman pain, his face was still calm.

If it were one of them, he would never be in this situation.

Mo Chu, who had been keeping his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes the next moment, and the hell karmic fire that surrounded his blood-colored red lotus heart became even more blood-red, and the trajectory of the flying butterflies brought out fiery red tails, and the fiery temperature was so close that the females in the vicinity could not retreat some distance.

Silver Wing was protected by Mo Chu's blood-colored red lotus, but he didn't perceive the power of the hell karmic fire, he stared nervously at the female in the pool, and if he did something wrong to him, he could also take action in time.

Mo Chu's only feeling now is pain, his body is torn, healed, and torn over and over again, this kind of physical torture has made him numb with pain, but he can't give up, he is already a person who has died once, and finally has a chance to do it again, he doesn't want to give up.

"Carry me out. Mo Chu said weakly to the silver-haired orc who had been staring at him in front of him, all the cells in his body were screaming pain, and he no longer had the strength to get out of this awakening pool, this experience really made him realize that his body was numb to the point of numbness, but his spirit was extremely excited, and he couldn't do it even if he wanted to be unconscious.

Silver Wing heard Mo Chu's weak voice, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes, he hurriedly stepped into the awakening pool and lightly picked up Mo Chu, who was dressed in blood, ignoring the violent impact of the water in the awakening pool on the orcs, his body was only stiff for a moment and forced himself to ignore the madness of the mental rampage, he had to relax his body, the body of the orc was too tough, sometimes a force could cause harm to the female, not to mention that the skin of the female in his arms became more and more sensitive after being remade again and again.

Mo Chu only felt that his body was light, and he was gently held in his arms by the orcs, no matter how gentle his movements were, there was still a fiery pain in the place where he touched, he knew that this was because the skin of the newborn was very sensitive, he could only close his eyes and adjust his breathing, compared to the previous pain, now this pain is really nothing.

He leaned on the arms of the orc, his nose was full of a smell of blood mixed with the unique smell of the orc, he suddenly felt a little relieved, the spirit of ramming slowly relaxed, the dull pain in the body stimulated his spirit little by little, unconsciously he completely lost consciousness, at the end of the coma he heard the anxious voice of the orc in his ear, he had only one thought in his heart.

This orc voice called Silverwing is also what he likes!

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By the time Mo Chu regained consciousness again, it was already noon on the third day, and he woke up from his room again in a bit of a daze, a little dazed, and there seemed to be the excited voice of Rambol in his ears.

He couldn't help but close his eyes and sort out his thoughts, well, he remembered that he fell into a coma as soon as he came out of the awakening pool! Suddenly, a feeling of comfort came from all over his body, he opened his eyes and saw the pink lotus soul of the witch doctor called Lingyu blooming, and the pale pink lotus petals withered, floating around his body, slowly merging into his body.

It turns out that this is a healing soul, I have to say that this scene is really like ...... Day 'man' scattered flowers?

"Ah Chu, what do you think?" Bixi looked at Mo Chu who opened his eyes with red eyes, before he was completely unconscious, he was worried about death, and when he came back, he was in a coma for two whole days, and he felt that he was going to break his heart during this time.

Mo Chu moved slightly, the corners of his mouth showed a shallow smile, and his voice said dryly: "Father, I'm fine." "His throat hurts.

"Don't talk, I'll go and bring you a bowl of water. Bixi hurriedly said when she saw her little female talking difficult, and then turned around and walked out of the house.

"Does your body still hurt?" Ling Yu asked softly as she looked at the little female's pale face, thinking of the clothes he had dyed red before, and he could think about what kind of pain he had suffered.

Mo Chu shook his head, he tried to raise his arm, except for a little soreness and weakness, he didn't feel the pain. He suddenly felt so sad, since the day he 'worn' over, he has been helplessly lying in bed, and it is not easy to have the opportunity to go out for a long time, but now he is lying in bed again, does he have any indissoluble bond with the bed?

After a while, Bixi came in with a small stone bowl, he helped Mo Chu to feed him water, and helped him cover the quilts on both sides, "Are you hungry, what do you want to eat, Father will make it for you." "During this time, his family Ah Chu suffered such a big sin, and he had to make up for it.

"I like what my father does. "Now that his spleen and stomach are weak, he can only eat some soft food, but he actually prefers to eat spicy rice noodles, spicy hot pot, braised elbow and other flavorful delicacies, but does this seem to be a bit backward tribe has these foods?

Ahh

Bixi happily went out to prepare food for Mo Chu, well, yesterday Langat hunted the Gollum Beast again, and some vegetables, which can be made into a meat paste, and his spleen and stomach can only eat these, and there are also some warm medicinal herbs.

Ling Yu looked at the fiery Bixi and smiled enviously, when would he be able to have a child who could be pampered, and couldn't help sighing, "It seems that your body is fine, I'll go back first." ”

After receiving his soul, he looked at the pattern of the soul under Mo Chu's right eye, and remembered what Venerable Luoshang said, Mo Chu's blood-colored red lotus is a mutated red lotus, which not only has the destructive power of hell karma, but also has unattainable vitality, as well as the unknown blood-colored butterfly.

What a female favored by the gods!

"Thank you. Mo Chu will seriously remember his good to the people who really help him, and when he is treated, he will definitely give back to him what he can.

Seeing Mo Chu's small appearance of serious gratitude, Ling Yu was stunned, the little females in the tribe were all pampered and raised, many females were arrogant before they were minors, and there were few such polite females, and then thinking about what he had happened in the past sixteen years, he smiled with relief, he could endure the ordeal of sixteen years, and from now on, it was his real blooming life.