In the forest, in the grass, in the trees, in the rocks, countless white butterflies suddenly flew out!

Those butterflies surrounded the gold, glowing white, shining little by little on the gold's bitten throat!

Countless butterflies have burned their lives, emitting tiny lights, sewing up the wounds of gold little by little, they are so fragile and so sacred!

Countless butterflies have disappeared, but more butterflies have flown to save this lost life.

Will there be a miracle?

Will there really be a miracle!

I don't know how long it took, but little by little, Kaneko's throat healed.

A magical scene happened, is this the power of butterflies?

But the gold remained motionless, showing no sign of life.

"I've done my best, whether I can survive or not depends on my own creation!" the old voice said slowly, looking even more tired.

"Thank you, who are you?" asked the butterfly in a whisper.

"Little girl, you will know who I am in the future, it is not time yet, that day will come after all, you take care of yourself, goodbye!" The old voice disappeared.

Many butterflies flutter freely in the sky, slowly flying farther and farther away, never to be seen again.

The butterfly was a little dazed, looked at Jinzi's body nervously, and whispered, "Come back to life quickly!

Tears fell on the eyes of gold, it was so crystal clear, and it was so sad and sad!

Gold, can it come back to life?

Time passed like this, and it seemed as if every second was so long.

Kaneko closed his eyes, didn't breathe, didn't have a heartbeat, but the position of his neck slowly and magically recovered.

Is this hope, or is it the beginning of another despair?

The butterfly held the bloody hand of gold and kept praying, "Come back to life soon!

Everything is so powerless, I can only pray silently.

The butterfly panicked, and did not notice a slight change in the body of the gold, only to see the blood stains on the gold body slowly disappear.

Something is glittering under the gold clothes, is there really a miracle?

The butterfly looked at Jinzi's chest in surprise, and saw a string of green necklaces glittering with the light of life. The necklace was made up of one hundred and eight sleek little green beads, each with a very tiny red dot on it, was that a drop of blood from gold?

In the middle of the green necklace, a small ruby, slowly emitting a red light, at first it was still so dim, slowly getting brighter and brighter, becoming more and more red, as if it was like a small red sun, emitting a dazzling light!

Suddenly!

Ruby moved slightly!

Jinzi's chest also moved slightly!

One hundred and eight green beads began to glow quietly with a soft light, and slowly the color became greener and brighter, like many seeds of life!

Suddenly, a green bead magically disappeared.

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Time passed again, and it seemed to pass very slowly.

The butterfly stared at everything in front of her in amazement, thinking to herself, could this be the creator of miracles?

The butterfly gently stroked Jinzi's face, and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was no longer cold, but had begun to get warmer and warmer.

Is the gold resurrected?

The butterfly didn't dare to move, so afraid that if something went wrong, there would be some accident.

I can only pray over and over again, gold!

The tears of the butterflies, the constant dripping, the tears of excitement.

Drop by drop fell on the little green beads, on the rubies, on the face of the gold, and the tears were so holy and pure, and so sad and moving.

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Endless darkness, endless vastness, endless universe, endless light. Everything seems to be compressed into an origin, and it begins to explode, attract, devour, and rebirth!

There is no beginning and no end to the end.

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