The butterflies led Minsa all the way into a row of low houses, where no one came and went, and no one guarded it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIn the bustling Dingjie Main Palace, it seems to be an abandoned place.

It was not the strange place that Lord Wanfu said, nor was it the destination that Minsa was looking forward to.

However, the scene there, the shock to Minsa, is indescribable.

……

For unpredictable reasons, the butterflies that attracted Minsa to this realm have long since flown into this narrow strip of land and blended in with countless of their companions, and Minsa has long been unable to tell where they are going.

Minsa followed his intuition and came to this magical realm, and from the magnificent scene in front of him, Minsa immediately came up with a name in his heart: Butterfly Canyon.

In the main palace of the Ding Realm, there was such a place of natural formation. The ravines are concave and convex, concave and convex, and are full of flocks of colorful butterflies.

In mid-air, on the branches and leaves, on the undulating slopes of the mountains, the colorful butterflies chase and play, the flowers are clustered, and at a glance, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are colorful.

Some of the colorful butterflies have changed from queues to clusters, which look like the flower clusters of the Lingling. They rise and fall, gather and disperse, their bodies are light, and their wings fly.

Minsa suddenly stood in it, his steps uncontrolled, and walked into the depths as far as his eyes could see.

Not far from the sight, a small grass house was abruptly built. The house is low, although simple and simple, but it is very clean and elegant, which makes people very eye-catching.

A group of yellow and blue butterflies, together with Minsa, approached the small grass hut, leading Minsa involuntarily, driven by curiosity, to reach out and gently push the door open.

The scene in the door made Mingsa even more shocked.

In that room, the four walls, the ceiling, the floor, the tables and chairs, almost everywhere, there are some butterflies of all sizes. In this room, the butterflies are definitely more gorgeous than what they have seen all the way.

Just all the way, those colorful butterflies, calling friends and friends, spreading their wings in the wind, and the colorful butterflies here only fly in people's attitudes. But in reality, they are stationary.

They're dead.

It's been carefully crafted.

Not a living thing.

But it is these butterflies that are not living creatures that make Minsa deeply gush out of his heart with countless emotions.

This is a kind of moving and calling from the depths of the soul.

Odd!

Why, lately, do you always have a feeling in my heart that there is no reason and no name? Minsa asked himself.

Seeing these butterflies made with heart, various materials, tattooed with patterns, spreading their wings, it is both real and illusory, as if the next moment, they are about to fly away from their eyes.

In my head, I suddenly felt dizzy.

"It's so beautiful here!"

In front of Minsa's eyes, a fantasy of the past life appeared. With a happy smile on her face, she said happily to the man beside her.

"I don't have the butterfly you're looking for, but as long as you like it. Use these butterflies to satisfy your yearning for butterflies in advance. The man doted on her back and said softly.

"Thank you." Minsa also said softly, and his smile was full of the joy of being pampered.

Minsa also stretched out his hand, affectionately holding the man's back, and the two looked at the beautiful scenery of the five-colored butterflies in the valley of the passage.

In front of me, there is a butterfly valley.

Artificially shaped, but with great imagination and a lot of maintenance, this butterfly valley was made into a state comparable to nature.

In the Butterfly Valley, all the butterflies' favorite flowers, grasses, trees, rivers with seaweeds, and even the sandy slopes are carefully surveyed.

Therefore, there are countless colorful butterflies gathered here, which may be calculated in the order of millions.

Colorful butterflies, red like the crown of the crane's top, Xuan like a cold robe, yellow like a golden man, like the snow of the sky......

……

Coming out of the illusion, Minsa looked back again.

The five-color butterflies carefully and deliberately made here are as red as the Yin of the palace, green as the head of the pheasant, as bright as the back of the parrot, as bright as the silver eyes, as bright as the Venus, purple as the shell of the river garden, and blue as the Ying of Qiongdao!

It is so similar to Fang Cai, the five-colored butterfly in the fantasy realm of the previous life!

Is this my fantasy?

Am I being led into the illusion by those colorful butterflies?

This butterfly canyon, this small grass house, are all my illusions?

Not real?

Minsa looked around, and for a time the world was spinning. The line between reality and illusion has never been so blurred.

At this moment, a familiar voice broke Minsa's thinking.

His voice was a little hurried, and he also said with the surprise of seeing Minza, "Little devil, it turns out that you are here." ”

Turn around and look back.

Because of his appearance, Minsa was sure that the small grass hut he was in was not an illusion, it was not an illusion, it was real.

If you have to give a reasonable explanation for the similarity between the butterfly valley in this past life and this life. Maybe it can be explained because there are people here who are deliberately imitating the memories of past lives?

A memory of a shared experience with Minsa?

Minsa looked at the front steadily, and suddenly appeared in front of him, and then strode forward, instantly grabbed the arm of the still statement, and clenched it hard.

"What's wrong with you?" Still speaking, he interrupted Minsa again, who was looking at God, and asked.

"I want to see if I'm in a fantasy." Minsa was stunned.

"It's certainly not a fantasy here." Still affirmed.

Minsa let go of her arm and began to make sure that this was the real thing, and she tried to calm her mind as she asked, "Why did you come here all of a sudden?" ”

"Tonight, the Xin family class, at the beckon of Gong Yuxin, will send another group of dancers to perform. I haven't heard from you for a few days, and I'm worried, so I came to meet with you. Still explained.

"Xin Jiaban? Again? ”

"Gong Yuxin is afraid that the color heart will rise again, the previous one was occupied by the Lord of Wanfu like smoke, and I want to find a dream, like a fantasy, to fill in the regret." Still laughing at the joke.

Minsa glanced at him and asked, "How did you find me here?" ”

"I was outside the main hall, and I saw you slip out of the banquet and come all the way to this side, and then passed by several teams of guards, separating you and me. Then I will follow you and find that you do not know where to turn. I found two forks in the road before I found here. What are you doing here? Still explained.

"I ......" Minsa hesitated, wanting to explain, but found that he had something more important to ask, and changed the conversation: "Do you know this place?" ”

After speaking, Minsa was afraid that he would still not be able to explain, so he deliberately emphasized the explanation: "This valley full of butterflies, this hut decorated with fake butterflies, is there an owner here?" DID YOU KNOW? ”

He still heard the little devil's question, and turned to look around the room, with a heavy attitude and a melancholy look in his eyes.

How could he not know who the owner of this room was?

After a while, he still turned his head and said to the little devil: "This house has an owner, I am very familiar with him, and I am also very strange......