Chapter 17: Heavenly Silk Skirt

Mother Butterfly seemed to see the Sultan's surprise and embarrassment, and hurriedly explained to the Sultan: I'm sorry, in order to facilitate the free flight in the dormitory, the dormitory was emptied, so as not to put some things and be easy to bump and bump. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Then she spun around the room and flew around, muttering a few whispers that the Sultan did not understand, and when she turned around again, each of her six hands held a wisp of purple light, and the mother butterfly snorted softly, and threw the glowing thing in her six hands to the ground, and the six purple threads floated towards the ground like ribbons, and as soon as they touched the ground, they immediately became a milky white round stone table and four milky white round stone benches. Then the butterfly mother smiled and beckoned to the Sultan, "Girl, please take a seat." ā€

The Sultan was stunned and exclaimed, "Lord Butterfly Mother can also spell? ā€

The butterfly mother was slightly stunned, "Spells? Then he realized it, and said with a slight smile: "It's not a spell, it's just a spiritual creation, spiritual creation is the ability of our elves and demon clans to create what they want with their own spiritual power, the stronger the spiritual power, the more things that can be created, the bigger it is, I'm just a little trick." ā€

The Sultan nodded, amazed again, and sat down on the stone bench.

Seeing her sit down, the butterfly mother spun and flew in a circle, still reciting a few words in a low voice that the Sultan could not understand, and a few wisps of purple light appeared in her palm again, and the butterfly mother threw the purple light on the stone table, and the purple light immediately turned into a glass-like pot and several cups on the stone table. The butterfly mother injected a wisp of spiritual power into the pot again, and heard a thin stream of water in the pot, which seemed to be filled with water, and the butterfly mother received the spiritual power and beckoned to the Sultan: "Girl, drink some water first, this water is made by spiritual power, and the girl can not only quench her thirst, but also be good for her body." It's not convenient for me to come down and pour it for you, so please pour it yourself and drink some. ā€

The Sultan nodded, and was not polite, took a cup by himself, took the kettle and poured a glass of water, the water looked turquoise, like the best green tea in the world, it looked very delicious, the Sultan took the cup and put it to his lips and smelled the very light aroma of the water.

I took a sip and swallowed. The taste is clear and sweet, and when I drink it, I feel that the lips and tongue between the throat are very sweet and moisturizing, and there is still a faint fragrance between the lips and tongue under the belly, which is really delicious, and the Sultan can't help but drink a few more big sips, a few big mouthfuls, and only feel extremely comfortable physically and mentally.

As soon as I finished my drink, I heard a knock on the door, and the knock was quite loud, like the sound of a drum. The butterfly mother said: "Xu is the silkworm baby that day, I will open the door first." ā€

As he spoke, he flew towards the door, or six arms groped regularly on the door for a while to open the door, and that day the silkworm baby poked his head in, opened his curvilinear mouth, and said slowly: "Butterfly, mother, listen, say, you, look for me, yes, what's the matter?" "His voice was hoarse, and he spoke very slowly.

Mother Butterfly turned to the side, pointed at the Sultan and replied, "That's right, baby silkworm, I want to ask you to help this girl make clothes." ā€

After hearing this, the silkworm baby turned its head and tilted its head to look at the Sultan a few times, and then nodded lightly at the butterfly mother.

Mother Butterfly hurriedly flew back to the stone table and said to the Sultan, "Girl, please get up and let the silkworm baby give you an estimate." Then he turned his head and greeted the silkworm baby at the door and said, "Silkworm baby, please come in." ā€

The Sultan hurriedly stood up as he said, and that day the silkworm baby also nodded his head, wriggled a huge insect body and crawled into the house, but its body was too long, and it only crawled in one section, and most of the back part was resting outside the door.

That day, the silkworm baby crawled to the Sultan's side, tilted his head and stared at the Sultan for a long time, being looked at like this by such a strange giant worm, the Sultan couldn't calm down in his heart. It wasn't until the Sultan's scalp was numb, his back was cold, and fine sweat was faintly on his forehead that the silkworm baby nodded slightly and turned his head away.

But seeing that he raised some of his body, raised his head, took a deep breath, and the abdominal cavity squirmed gently, and after a while, that day the silkworm baby suddenly spit out a wisp of faintly shining white light from his throat like spitting phlegm, the filament circled and wound in the air, as if weaving clothes, and after a while, it rolled into a ball, spinning as light and quiet as a feather and slowly fell to the ground.

After the silkworm baby vomited, he looked down at the ball of silk fabric on the ground, then looked at the Sultan, then turned his head and nodded to the butterfly mother, and slowly squirmed and retreated outside the door.

The silkworm baby just turned his head out of the door, and before the door was closed, a small butterfly came in at the door, which was the palm-sized colored butterfly, and as soon as he entered the door, he chattered and said: "Lord Butterfly, Lord Butterfly, the elves who picked and stored food have returned, I picked out some of the best food and called Brother Lingbee to send it over." As he spoke, he leaned out and shouted out the door, "Brother Spirit Bee, move in quickly." ā€

With her call, a head probed in at the door, like a teenage boy, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose and thick lips, and glanced at the house a little shyly, before flapping his wings and slowly flying into the house, is it a slightly larger, uh, bee? Although it has a humanoid head, its body is completely an enlarged bee, no wonder it is called a spirit bee.

There was also a big bag made of large leaves glued together in front of the spirit bee, and after flying into the house, the spirit bee stopped above the stone table, looked at the Sultan timidly, and then pulled open the leaf bag with two arms, and the other two arms reached into the bag, picked up the food as it was, and gently sent the food to the stone table with spiritual power, and after it was placed, the spirit bee flapped its wings and flew to the side with its head bowed and made no sound.

Seeing that the food was ready, the butterfly mother hurriedly greeted the Sultan enthusiastically and said, "This is the best food in our insect elf nest, I don't know if you like it or not, girl, sit down and taste it." ā€

The Sultan looked at the table, and it was evident that the food had been carefully prepared, and that it was all served on a very delicate plate of various sizes and shapes, similar to that of a ruby, and that plate was carved with some white flowers, which was very beautiful, but it was a pity......

The Sultan looked at the so-called best food on the plate, and couldn't help but be a little speechless, as if swallowing an egg whole and being stuck in her throat, she forgot what this worm could like to eat. That's right, leaves, and other bugs!

So among the plates on the table were a plate of emerald green leaves the size of a thumb in the shape of a duck's paw, a plate of large flowers with seven petals of each color that just filled the plate, a plate of white and fat flesh worms that were still wriggling but could not climb out of the plate, a plate of beetles with long tentacles that the Sultan had never seen, and a plate of things that looked all brown and furry that the Sultan could not recognize for the time being.

Just as the Sultan was staring at the strange food on the table, he was stunned and couldn't swallow, the colorful butterfly suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, isn't this the clothes made of silkworm babies?" It's for this human girl, right? The silk of this silkworm baby is a baby, this day the clothes made of silk, not afraid of the cold and heat, water and fire do not invade, sharp weapons do not enter, girl, you have a treasure