Chapter 207

"I think our brains are degenerate, and we can't even understand a woman's tricks. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Wuchen, who had just come out of the portal gate, shook his head at the two people who were also depressed behind him and said.

"It's not that we've degraded, it's just that she's too cunning to use engrams to create such a realistic rewind scene, if it weren't for Xiao Tiantian, I think we would still be stupid and waiting for some flaws there." The night was bitter and said this, but his sentence was completely dust-free, and Emperor Shakti was angry.

Thinking that he is the lord of a city in the demon world, he is called Xiao Tiantian who is so faceless, it's really embarrassing, but he can't have a seizure, who teaches himself to take care of it, this time he can only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

"Hey, Adversary, do you know where the Devil Butterfly is?" Wuchen also called out to Emperor Shakti without giving face, and then asked seriously.

"Let's go, the place where there are demon butterflies is a no-man's land called Butterfly Valley, where it is said that no one has ever set foot in it, because the people who go in have never come out." After thinking about it, Emperor Shakti said seriously.

"Didn't you say how many demon butterflies are in the Demon Realm? Why did you come out of Butterfly Valley again? "Wuchen is helpless, how can he deviate from the plan.

"Didn't he say that only the Butterfly King had an effect? There are a lot of those little devil butterflies who have no way, but they are useless and useless? Shakti asked rhetorically. Dust-free speech.

"Butterfly Valley, how far is it from here?" Night Darkness asked appropriately.

"It's not far away, it's a day's journey away." Shakti calculated the answer.

"Okay, where to wait, you guys are waiting for me outside, and I'll go in by myself." After Ye Mingyou finished speaking seriously, he took the first step without waiting for the two to answer, leaving the two with puzzled faces staring at each other in a daze, and finally reacted and chased after him quickly.

"Hey, little white hair, what do you mean? What do you mean to go alone? "The Emperor Shakti is on fire.

"Because you go in vain, the butterfly king will only be effective if you are willing, or you will be in vain, besides, there will be unnecessary trouble if there are too many people." Ye Mingyu explained kindly, but the effect was not good, because you can know it by looking at the faces of the two.

"I don't agree, you don't even have a little cultivation, how can you make the Butterfly King willing? Isn't that a joke? Wuchen, who has always been calm, did not calmly object, because he didn't want his efforts to be in vain.

"Don't forget your own condition, you are still injured, there is no medical treatment in the demon world, I think you know your own situation, this time I go in, I will definitely come out safely, you and Emperor Shakti to find a good healer, take a good look at the injury on your back, Emperor Shakti he will hand it over to you, I am confident, I will come out." Night Shadow looked at the two of them in a firm tone and said.

Wuchen wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, because he was right, the injuries on his body couldn't be delayed any longer, if they hadn't met that strange old man, they would have gone to the hospital a long time ago, but after meeting such a strange person, how could they dare to stay in Shura, so the injuries on his body dragged on for more and longer, and now he is also trying his best to endure the pain behind him, and barely support it.

"Where are you sure you're going to come from?" Shakti asked uncertainly.

"Of course, you just have to take care of him." Night Netherworld answered him with a smile, and then Feng Dao raised his head after the incident that was about to go to Butterfly Valley, because Wuchen finally couldn't support it, and completely collapsed, Emperor Shakti went to seek medical treatment behind his back, and Night Netherworld also fought for the person who had disappeared for a long time.