Chapter 208

At the entrance of the butterfly valley, the night is like a bouquet of Manshu Shahua, standing proudly, although he is not a real flower, but still attracts a lot of magic butterflies who are greedy for beautiful things, colorful magic butterflies continue to surround him, but they dance, trying their best to show off their beauty, but the night is as if it can't be seen, just so calmly waiting, put in the old monk in the meditation, motionless. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Maybe it was because he was tired of the lack of reaction from the night, and the demon butterfly, who had had enough of playing, left the surroundings of the night one after another, and the night of the night followed him after the last little demon butterfly left, and followed the butterfly valley.

He tried his best to distance himself from the magic butterfly, because he was afraid that he would alarm those little guys, thus ruining his own good deeds, the scenery of the butterfly valley is like a small fairyland on earth, surrounded by a peaceful and comfortable atmosphere, accompanied by the sound of flowing water around, it seems that this butterfly valley seems to be a pure land in the world, which is extraordinarily sultry.

As the butterflies dispersed, the night finally arrived at the place they wanted to go, the butterfly nest.

The butterfly nest is a bit like a beehive, but this small butterfly nest is only inhabited by the butterfly king, oh no, it should be said that only he and her children live, the huge butterfly king takes care of the babies who are still hatching, she quietly stops at one of the eggs, keeps flashing her colorful wings, towards his children, scattered with the butterfly king's unique nourishment.

"Who are you?"

The immature but advantageous roar came from all directions, straight towards the night ghost, but the night shadow did not mean to dodge, he did not shy away from his bright red body forward, and then looked at the butterfly king who was still a butterfly without squinting.

"Do you want your children to be born? Just give everything you have. ”

didn't care about the Butterfly King, but the inexplicable words of the night made the Butterfly King silent.

"Why are you?"

"I have that ability, and I'm the only one who can grant your wishes."

After choosing a relatively safe distance to stand on his body, he scratched his fingers and flicked the bright red and sweet blood that immediately oozed straight towards the egg babies of the butterfly king.

"What are you going to do?" The Butterfly King roared angrily, he tried to use his body to be his child, but to no avail, and in the end, a lot of blood still splashed on the young egg.

A miracle happened in an instant, the eggs that had not even had any signs of life silently and unintentionally, actually showed signs of life after coming into contact with the blood of the night, and they were having a tendency to transform.

"You...... What was done? The Butterfly King glanced at the night in disbelief, and then asked incredulously, but casually.

He spread his colorful wings, and then kept flapping his colorful wings, as if his children were making a final goodbye, and the colorful powder was scattered, and all that was left was given to the little eggs, and then disappeared without a trace.

"I am willing to dedicate myself, but the premise is that you will help them survive, I don't require you to selflessly give a lot, as long as you let them have a survival rate of 30%, the slave family will be grateful." As he spoke, the Butterfly King flew towards the Night, and when he flew in front of him, the seven colors retreated, leaving only the crimson color, and completely turned into a blood butterfly.