(Quack, two more~!) ）

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The door of the wooden house was vigorously pushed open from the inside, and the door panel fell directly to the ground because of the force.

Mo Dye Yi rushed out of the room with red eyes, and was stunned to find that there were many people gathered in front of her door.

The people outside didn't expect her to appear in this way, and they were stunned for a moment, I don't know who took the lead in saying congratulations, and then the congratulations were continuous, and some people sent a congratulatory ceremony, seeing that she was stunned and didn't know how to react, she laughed and put down the gift and left.

These people appeared suddenly, left just as suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone.

Only the classmate Wei Wuwu, who invited Mo Dye Yi to come here, laughed, raised his foot forward, cleared his throat, and solved her doubts with a smile on his face.

"Reiki tides? Butterfly Valley Chance? "The heart of ink dyed clothes to accept new things is always so strong.

She nodded her head to show that she understood.

The guards thanked him without worry, and his body was like a sword, and he swooped out, and there was no shadow in an instant.

Wei Wuwu rubbed his eyebrows, feeling more and more that this ink-dyed clothes were unpredictable, could she see through his hidden murderous intentions?

In the past few days when the tide was surging, he secretly decided that this ink-dyed clothes must not be kept, and he had already made a plan to lure her out of the valley, but he didn't expect that she would be so easily broken.

But......

Wei Wuwu's eyes flashed.

If you can hide for a while, you can't hide for a lifetime, can you stay in the Butterfly Valley for a lifetime?

There's always a chance!

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The ink-dyed clothes were flying quickly in the direction of the butterfly's nest, and along the way, digesting the fact that he had made great progress in cultivation and became a monk in the late stage of Jindan.

With a cause, panic immediately turns into ecstasy.

As for why others can move up one level at most, and she has completed a double jump, it is not within her range of thinking.

Right now, what makes her most anxious is the little chubby girl who has made her unconscious since she was a child!

The fat girl, that is, the bloodshot ghost sword butterfly, actually formed a cocoon!

It's not the first time I've experienced it. Even if you don't see it in person. Just by feeling, you can confirm that you are not far from ten.

If your own cultivation is gained, your natal spirit pet will also benefit, no, it is the most intuitive manifestation.

What annoys her is that the place where the chubby chick is cocooned is very wrong.

This is the Valley of the Butterflies, the territory of the Moon Butterfly, not hers. And the place where the fat girl cocoons is good is in the direction of the butterfly's nest, and after the cocoon is formed, it can't move, it can't be disturbed, and she can't change it if she wants to.

What's even more worrying. She already knew that she had slept not for one day, but for five whole days, and the ghost butterfly cocoon needed a lot of yin soul as energy, and the empty window of these five days would not starve the little guy to death?!

Before the ink-dyed clothes flew to the butterfly's nest, they were blocked by a flock of moon butterflies.

Obviously, these Moon Butterflies didn't want her to get any closer.

And at this time. Inkdyed clothes had already seen the familiar, huge black cocoon some distance away from the butterfly's nest.

Where the black cocoon is, there is a rich ghost mist that cannot be dissolved, all the plants around are dry and old, a few trembling spiritual flowers are still holding on, pitifully locking the buds, shaking off the ground, the green leaves do not wait to fall to the ground, they have turned yellow and gray, and there is no greenery.

More than 100 moon butterflies are busy. Dig out the spirit flower around the location of the black cocoon, and plant it elsewhere, moving carefully, for fear of hurting the delicate spirit flower, and lest the black cocoon is too close.

The black cocoon flickered brightly and dimly, and the rhythm gradually increased.

Ink-dyed clothes who are familiar with this change know that this is a hint that needs to be replenished with the Shade.

She was so anxious that she rushed over to check on the black callus. But the moon butterfly in front of her just didn't let her pass. Although they have no offensive power, they can block the path of the ink-dyed clothes with their small and delicate bodies.

Ink-dyed clothes are angry!

The flames exploded from her. The sky was full of wings flying wildly, and the moon butterflies scattered in a panic.

But in the next moment, they stubbornly gathered together and continued to block the way......

When he was very annoyed by the ink dyeing clothes, he suddenly saw several moon sword butterflies dragging a large net woven with plant silk veins, flying rapidly from a distance.

In the big net, the dense insects, regardless of the species, are full, the arms and legs of the insects are messily pierced out of the gaps in the net......

The moon sword butterflies flew straight towards the black cocoon, shaking the net off, and the insects fluttered and fluttered to the ground.

The light and elegant figure of the Moon Sword Butterfly danced between the insect swarms, and the sword light was connected together, several ups and downs, and the remnants of insects in one place.

The weak and thin insect soul, which is almost about to disperse as soon as the wind blows, is sucked by the black cocoon and "gobbled up" before it can disperse.

The moon sword butterfly dragged the net and flew away, and the moon butterflies flew over, carrying the corpses of insects, and buried them under different plants, including spirit flowers and trees...... Uh, is it to make fertilizer?

After a while, a few more Moon Sword Butterflies flew in, still dragging a large net, full of insects, uh, kill them...... Feeding...... Moved...... Buried ......

Ink dyed clothes were dumbfounded, if she understood correctly, these moon butterflies were helping the fat girl provide the cocoon of the ghost, right?

They don't collect ghosts, and the souls of ordinary insects are too weak, so they can only use this stupid method to catch all the insects and slaughter them on the spot, uh, so that the fat girl can enjoy the incomparably fresh insect souls.

I wonder if this freshly killed is the same as pork, more delicious?

The ink-dyed clothes couldn't help but think differently and think wildly.

Figuring out Moon Butterfly's intentions, is there absolute friendliness?

The anger in the belly of the ink dyed clothes immediately disappeared, and there was not even a scum left, and in the face of these moon butterflies who still had panicked on their faces, but unswervingly blocked the advance, they lost their temper in an instant.

"Let me go, I'm in the same group as it......" She is like her mother, these moon butterflies are stepmothers, and the fat girl is her biological baby, in order to see her baby, her mother pleaded with her stepmother pitifully, and what she got was the stepmother's unwavering ignorance and ignorance.

At this moment, Mo Dye Yi really wanted to shout, God, can you force it a little harder?

"You can't feed it, the nutrition can't keep up, it's easy to raise crooked!" Yuedie naturally didn't understand, and she knew it, but there was no way, and she couldn't get over it, so she could only complain like this.

In fact, she is very grateful to these moon butterflies in her heart, it is already a great kindness not to give you hunger, how can she be embarrassed to find fault with the problem of nutrition enough.

"Well, if you don't let me pass, can you bring this over?" She sincerely handed over the soul beads, and the moon butterflies avoided them in disgust, resolutely not accepting bribes!

Mo Dye Yi confronted Moon Butterfly for nearly two hours, and she couldn't move forward, so these Moon Butterflies stared at her seriously for four hours.

During this period, I don't know how many moon sword butterflies flew back and forth, and I don't know how many insects were killed by the net.

Anyway, in the evening, when the sun was setting, the feeding finally stopped.

The huge black cocoon flickered smoothly, not in a hurry.

The moon butterfly, which was blocking the ink-dyed clothes, finally got out of the way.

Ink-dyed clothes burst into tears, and when they touched the black callus with their hands and felt the fat girl, they were really relieved.

Throwing out a soul bead, the yin soul that gushed out frantically was sucked by an ancient brain and dragged into the black cocoon.

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Since then, the ink-dyed clothes have lived a sad life of only being allowed to visit once a day, and only allowed to stay for a quarter of an hour at a time.

I guess it's still up to her to add food to the fat girl.

It's obviously her baby, okay!

After a few days, the monks in the valley learned about the Moon Sword Butterfly's hunting in the surrounding area.

Although the moon butterfly does not allow humans to approach the butterfly nest and the black cocoon, everyone is not blind, and they can still see it, thinking of the blood-stained ghost sword butterfly in ink-dyed clothes, what else do they not understand, they all sigh about the good luck of ink-dyed clothes, and every evolution of the mutant spirit pet is a qualitative leap.

The behavior of Yuedie's extreme nanny was also relieved in the mouths of these monks who have been dealing with Yuedie all year round.

Being recognized by the moon butterfly, in a sense, is to see it as a member of this group.

Youdie Valley is not only the Bloodshot Ghost Sword Butterfly, an alien spirit butterfly that has broken in, but it is rare for the Moon Butterfly clan to be recognized.

Many "experts" analyzed that in terms of strength, the bloodshot ghost sword butterfly injured the moon sword butterfly that was competing with it was probably the key for the moon butterflies to accept it.

Since it is a family, the blood-silk ghost sword butterfly is cocooned, and the Moon Butterfly clan can't stand idly by, so they have such a wholehearted help.

That is, the nanny behavior defined by ink-dyed clothes.

Ink-dyed clothes have a feeling of sudden realization, for Moon Butterfly, although they know that she is the owner of the blood-filed ghost sword butterfly, but their definition of race comes first, so, from their side, she, who should be the closest master, should be ranked behind them.

This is the complete protection that even she can only stay for a short time, not allowing any humans to approach.

The Mo family started by raising spirit butterflies, and the ink dyeing clothes are naturally clear, and the cocoon is related to the continuation and evolution of the butterfly clan, which is extremely solemn and sacred, and it is of great significance to the entire ethnic group, and it is no wonder that they will be more nervous than her mother.

It turns out that Moon Butterfly's nervousness is not untargeted.

On the seventh day of the bloodshot ghost sword butterfly's cocoon, a monk tried to forcibly break through the moon butterfly's defense and approached the black cocoon.

This kind of action will definitely not be like ink-dyed clothes, overflowing with love, and I also want to add a meal to the bloodshot ghost sword butterfly inside.

The kid who only cultivated in the foundation building period, after injuring two moon butterflies, was dragged to the edge of the black cocoon by the moon sword butterfly that suddenly appeared, and was beheaded with a sword......

I didn't notice anything at the beginning of the ink-dyed clothes, but I just felt that the wisdom of these moon butterflies was really high, and it was not wasted at all.

But the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was wrong, and when she thought of a possibility, she immediately felt that these group of moon butterflies were stupid, and they couldn't be more stupid! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )