The ghost is pervasive and gloomy.

As far as the eye can see, there is a gray color, and a few scattered trees, which were originally green and green, are now as if they have dried up, and they are withered.

The vacant part in the middle of the tree is occupied by a huge black cocoon, and the ghostly light flickers, so that it does not seep into people.

Mo Dye thought to himself, if he wanted to make a horror movie, this scene didn't need to be arranged anymore.

Today is the hundredth day of the ghost sword butterfly's cocoon, and she has been prepared early, and she owes a heavy sum on the bill to defend the entire island.

Seeing that the ghost light flickered faster and faster, her palms were sweating, and every step of the cultivator was hard, and the spirit beast was not the same.

As both anti-heavens, the spirit beasts only rely on their own strength to fight against the way of heaven, which is even more difficult.

With both hands flipped, a few round beads were sandwiched between the fingers, and the wrist shook and flung out.

The moment the beads approached the black cocoon, they suddenly cracked, and countless yin spirits fled in all directions, but they seemed to be firmly covered by an invisible net, and they couldn't escape, and one by one the yin souls turned into a dao mist and were absorbed by the black cocoon, and the flickering ghost light was even thicker and thicker.

As the "click" sound became louder and denser, countless bright rays of light vented out from the cracks above the black cocoon.

At this moment, Mo Dye Yi only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and the black cocoon in front of him exuded unbearable coercion, and it hit his face.

Her body involuntarily retreated, and it took seven steps to stand firm, and her face was pale and black, which was extremely ugly.

A heart-wrenching pain tormented her, as if something had torn and reorganized her internal organs, inch by inch meridians were broken, and in the blink of an eye, the ink-stained clothes were full of fine bloodshot lines, and the whole person looked at it from a distance, as if it was splashed with blood from head to toe.

The dantian tightened suddenly, and the spiritual power in the body was suddenly emptied, and it surged towards the black cocoon uncontrollably.

She suddenly understood what was going on, and with a trembling hand she felt for the storage belt, she opened it with the little true yuan she had just seen that the situation was not good, and poured out all the bottles and cans inside.

The elixir was swallowed by her like flowing water, and she didn't care about any pills at this time, her eyes were blood-red, and her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose were dripping with several red marks at the same time......

The last thing her finger touched was the vermilion Tsukidan, she was very lucky, only one Tsukidan pushed the cultivation to the Tsuki, and the remaining one, originally to be returned to the intrepid ・ Presented such a big favor, she was somewhat uncomfortable, thinking about returning one, this debt can also be reduced a part of the affection.

But in this situation, it is obvious that she is not going according to her plan.

Who knows, the ghost sword butterfly will suddenly form a cocoon and advance again.

There are thousands of benefits to natal spirit pets, but there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and if you want to get it, you have to pay it first.

It's like every level of cultivation is a qualitative leap, and it's not the same as the past, and the same is true for spirit beasts, seeing that the situation of the fat girl is very unusual and not good-, where is this general cocoon evolution, this is clearly a leapfrog evolution across a realm at one time!

As early as when the fat girl had just broken out of the cocoon, she showed a different qualification from the ordinary spirit butterfly, directly crossed the stage of the ghost butterfly, evolved into the ghost sword butterfly, and now raided again・・・・・・

The blood-red threads looming in the black cocoon were clearly the precursors of the evolution of the blood-silk ghost sword butterfly.

From the strength comparable to the foundation building period of mankind to the Jindan period!

Ink-dyed clothes clenched her teeth, her eyes red and her seven holes bleeding faster.

What does it mean to become a benevolent if you don't succeed, that is, but she can't stop at all.

If I had known that her fat girl was so powerful, if I had known that this cocoon was a leapfrog evolution, if I had known that I had known ・・・・・・

It's a pity that it's hard to buy money, I knew that there are so many ifs in this world, it's always the wind that stands up, the rain that comes to stand up, the storm, the tsunami, ...... Grit your teeth and stand tall too!

As soon as Tsukidan entered his abdomen, he immediately started a tug-of-war with the suction power of the black cocoon, and sure enough, it was a elixir that could help hit the bottleneck, like a fire, flowing from the throat to the whole body.

Her torn meridians were attacked again, and the ink-dyed clothes couldn't hold back any longer, her throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she fell straight to the ground.

At the moment of fainting, I only felt that my eyes were red, and the blood in the black cocoon seemed to be a little more translucent......

The two Ice Wind Demon Wolves who came from a distance were shrouded in cyan wind whirlwind, and their feet were as if they were halfway off the ground, and they ran quickly.

When they got closer, they saw the strange and unspeakable scene in front of them, and the two little wolves paused at the same time, as if they were cowardly, and hesitated.

A few low roars, wolf fangs licking the ink-dyed face, eyes flashing with anxiety, trying to wake her up.

The princess tore at the corner of her skirt and tried to pull the ink-dyed clothes away, but they didn't know that even if the ink-dyed clothes left here now, it would be useless, and the connection with the natal spirit pet could not be cut off by distance.

After just a few breaths, the ink-dyed clothes were as small as bones, and the aura in the body was emptied, and what was constantly transmitted to the black cocoon was no longer Dao Dao spiritual silk, but bright red blood.

The frequency of the black cocoon's bloodshot is becoming more and more urgent, seeing that the ghost sword butterfly is only one step away, but if it continues like this, there is only one way to think of the ink dyed clothes.

The wolf fangs and the princess were in a hurry, although they didn't know what was going on, but they could feel the physical condition of the ink-dyed clothes, the vitality was passing rapidly, and soon, the person they contracted was going to die.

The princess roared at the wolf's fangs, and the wolffangs roared back, and the two wolves flew in front of the ink-dyed clothes, and at the same time bit one of their claws, and the viscous blood quickly replaced the blood that overflowed from the ink-dyed clothes

The wolf tooth and the princess were rarely quiet, prostrate beside the ink-dyed clothes, quietly watching the blood flow out of their bodies, their bright eyes became more and more sluggish, and even the watery and oily hairs on them were rapidly dimming, like weeds, dull.

The ink-dyed clothes only felt that their whole body was light and fluttering, and the whole person floated.

Her face was full of horror and endless confusion.

Is this dead?

She looked at herself lying to the ground, covered in blood, and wanted to touch it, but she couldn't.

The virtual interface is constantly flickering, jumping out irregularly, and the interface is shaking wildly, and it begins to collapse and collapse.

I'm really going to die!

Ink-dyed clothes sadly realized that his life was about to end.

At this moment, she truly realized what life is precious, and she wanted to say that she had not lived enough.

Like many people, I don't know what death is on weekdays, but when this moment comes, I find that there are too many things worth remembering in this world.

Parents and sisters in this life, elders in the clan, classmates of the Hanyu Palace, friends who fight together in a team... ・・・

She suddenly found that she had lived in vain for the past few decades, and she was always looking at her life from the perspective of a third party, and she always felt that she was living someone else's life.

In fact, this qiē is hers, all the qiē, family and friends, ・・・・・・ are hers, this is her life, and she only realized after her death, how sad it is, she has wasted so much time, always passively pushing forward, never active, never active.

The ghostly ink-dyed clothes sighed long, looked at the flickering black cocoon, and silently thought in his heart: I'm sorry!

If she had worked harder, if her cultivation had been higher, what happened today would not have happened, and the fat girl would have progressed smoothly, and she would not have ......

She's dead, and so will the chubby chick......

Besides, there is no point in these things, she and the fat girl are also life and death, if there is a yellow spring, if there is a prefecture, they will not be lonely if they want to be accompanied by one person and one pet.

And then there's the afterlife......

Her thoughts drifted away, and her body in the void slowly dimmed.

She will definitely manage her life better, she will not waste her time again, she will have to get by, and she must do her best to do her best.

Just, will there be an afterlife?

The crashed interface doesn't shake anymore.

Ink Dye was drawn back to her attention, and she was surprised to find that two wolf cubs had come running at some point, and they stayed quietly by her side, two red lights connecting between them and the black callus.

The fading of the body stopped, and the ink-dyed clothes woke up from their daze.

Sky!

They......

The moment the black cocoon stopped absorbing, the ink dyed clothes only felt that the world was spinning, and it was dark in front of him, and he returned to his body.

She could hear her heart beating slowly and again.

Two trickles of warm fluid moistened her parched veins, passing through her internal organs, revitalizing and revitalizing them.

The skinny fingers trembled slightly, and there was no longer the beauty of Qianqian's slenderness.

The two warm currents slowly faded, and the ink-dyed clothes tried their best to open their eyes, their eyes stained with blood, and everything they saw seemed to be covered with a red veil.

"Ahem・・・・・・ hehe・・・・・・" she spat out the dried blood in her mouth, her eyes full of smiles.

Thank God, she is still alive!

"Bang" black cocoons exploded like fireworks, perhaps because the ink dyed clothes were in a very good mood, seeing all the qiē so good-looking and beautiful, I only felt that the black streamer was not much better than the colorful dazzling, and it had a different taste.

The black streamer fell like starlight, and before it could hit the ground, it was converged and returned.

White and tender little feet, pointes on the ground.

Stunned, she looked up.

A little girl of four or five years old stood in front of her, wearing inky black silk armor, petite and exquisite, looking a little cartoonish, her eyebrows and eyes could find the previous appearance, still fat, moist lips, bright red like blood, a pair of dark eyes like ink, staring at each other deeply, as if she could look directly into the heart.

The huge black butterfly wings on the back, the original black lines turned red, clinging to them like blood, and they covered every inch of the wings with fine and dense covering.

The immature childish face, half of the face highlights the blood-colored pattern, and it disappears in a flash.

Bloodshot Ghost Sword Butterfly!

The tentacles on the top of the little girl's head touched uneasily, but her expression was cold, her little mouth was stubbornly pursed, and she stretched out her hand, and the two little wolves sleeping at the feet of the ink-dyed clothes were carried into her arms.

I have to say that the picture of the villain hugging the "puppy" is still very cola.

It's a pity that the ink dyed clothes don't have such a mood, watching the fat girl fly over, she can't help but stretch out her hand.

The chubby girl stepped forward and let her touch the two little wolves, and she struggled for a while before she received the touch from her fingertips.

Cold as a knife!

The hair is also not as soft and hard as before, like clumps of weeds.

The heart and liver are as if they were crumbled, sour and astringent.

She lives because of them!

"Alive・・・・・・" Mo Dye Yi said in a low voice, his eyes bright and soft, and his smile was as bright as the morning sun, "We are all alive!" ”

The virtual interface restores itself in mid-air, constantly filling up the parts that have collapsed before.

The whole face was slightly raised, and the gloom of the secluded forest was swept away, and the sky was still blue, as clean and fresh as washing, so the mood of ink dyeing clothes.

Break the cocoon and become a butterfly!

She was also reborn, like a new life!

When they reunited, the ghostly appearance of the ink-dyed clothes startled the other three.

The palm-sized face was deeply sunken in, and the eyes were abnormally large, and there was no blood all over the body, pale like a dead body lying in a coffin for several years.

The black and shiny green silk is burnt yellow, and it walks lightly, like a gust of wind that can blow it away.

This originally weak Qianqian is now simply ...... Indescribably skinny!

Lin Shou almost screamed, is Zhuji so terrifying? Good people tortured like this?

Sui An is an accident, just say that your natal spirit pet is a ghost sword butterfly, if you have a ghost word, you won't make yourself look like a ghost, if it weren't for the cultivation of the foundation building period is a real existence, he would almost think that this woman is a person who is going to die.

Fearless but thought, without the skin of disguise, there is no need to make himself into this virtue!

This time it's good, there is no need to hide it, even if he walks opposite Zhao Cangyu, he can't recognize that this is the ink-dyed clothes he has been looking for for several years.

The ink-dyed clothes smiled lightly, his eyes were as bright as the moon, and he was a little more elf.

She doesn't want to, so if you are drained of blood, you will already have to laugh if you are alive, okay?

Touching his face, he can't bear to be emaciated, so let's raise it slowly.

Glancing at the ghost sword butterfly that was boringly pulling the spirit sword in the void, the fat girl turned around awkwardly, the two of them figured it out, and the information that Mo Dye Yi intended to send to her received it all.

Mo Dye Yi smiled and stopped looking at it, but the fat girl quietly turned around, looked at her with big eyes blinking, biting her lip, her eyes full of apology and shame.

"The place we are going to is going in the direction of the Demon Forest Sea, everyone is well prepared, and we will not come back in a short time." Sui Andao.

Lin Shou nodded again and again, patted his storage bag, and smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, "I'm ready!" ”

Dreadnought also said: "I'm okay with that. ”

Sui An turned his head to look at the ink dyed clothes, the old face of the ink dyed clothes turned red, she didn't have half a spirit stone on her body, and she didn't have half a carved elixir, can she be considered ready?

But I'm really embarrassed to say this.

"I still have some things to deal with, and it may take some more time." She gritted her teeth and decided to sell the piece of water-attribute top-grade spirit stone in her hand for cash.

It's been delayed for so much time because of her, and it can't be delayed any longer.

Although the longevity of a cultivator is longer than that of mortals, every minute and second is still very precious.

"Alright, then we'll leave in three days." Sui An thought for a while and said, if it was before, he would definitely say that he would ask Mo Dye Yi to hand over the things to him, and he would help deal with them, it would definitely be fast and good.

But the current ink-dyed clothes are different from the past, and the cultivators in the foundation building period, even if they do how to build their minds, lower their stature, and act as usual as before, they can still have scruples in every move as others.

Mo Dye Yi nodded, didn't say much, she could feel the change in their attitude towards her, especially Lin Shouwei, who was the most simple in temperament, and his expression was the most obvious, and when he called her "Sister Dyeing Yi", there was more temptation and hesitation.

Sui An is almost the same as usual, but he is also very careful when he speaks.

Dauntless is the least changed, because this person has always talked little, and he can't see more on the surface.

The gap in strength is like a chasm, even if it is a companion who has been with each other in life and death, there is an invisible barrier.

Mo Dye Yi counted on her fingers, okay, these three people are her creditors.

Looking at the crystal clear large piece of high-grade spirit stone in front of him, the ink-dyed clothes felt a little unbearable.

I'm afraid I will be able to find such a beautiful thing in the future.

In fact, such a large piece of high-grade spirit stone is worth more when it is sold as a whole, but if she really does that, she is looking for death.

Cutting off a corner of the spirit stone and cutting it into a standard size, as far as ink dyeing clothes is concerned, but the matter of raising the hand does not require any tools, and the fingertips are like knives, gently slashing.

Pick out a few pieces and set them aside, and put the rest back away.

In the past three days, the ink-dyed clothes with different identities and different costumes have been exchanged for the standard-sized water attribute spirit stones in their hands one after another.

Some are replaced with medium-grade spirit stones, some are replaced with low-grade spirit stones, and some are directly spent in the pill shop... ・・・

Three days later, the ink-dyed clothes paid off the spirit stones of Sui An and the three of them, and cleared the debts, which can be described as debt-free and light!

"I'm not in a hurry." Dauntless took the bag of spirit stones and weighed them in his hand, unlike Lin Shou who shyly took it, nor like Sui An, who smiled and narrowed his eyes into a slit, stuffed it into the storage bag, and secretly opened it behind his back.

"It's always going to be repaid." Ever since Daring Do came to the island alone to deliver Tsukidan to her, Ink Dye has noticed that something is different.

She is not a novice who has never experienced love, although it was a failed love, but in the end, she has never been in love.

A man will not be good to a woman for no reason, especially when a man is unmarried and a woman is unmarried, the most likely reason is... Clear