The colorful butterfly stepped back again, obviously very reluctant.

"Help." Lin Mo'er pleaded and stretched out her right hand.

The colorful butterfly stayed in place for a while, probably thinking about whether to do it. In the end, it was estimated that he didn't know how to refuse, so he had to stop on Lin Mo'er's fingers with a helpless face.

Of course, this helpless face was made up by Lin Mo'er's own brain, the colorful butterfly was too small, and she couldn't see the tangled face of the colorful butterfly at all.

Lin Mo'er was overjoyed, carefully held the colorful butterfly, and gently placed it between Feng Chenbin's lips.

Her movements were very light and careful, as if she was not holding a butterfly, but Feng Chenbin's life.

The colorful butterfly stayed between Feng Chenbin's lips for less than half a second, and a miracle happened, only to see that his external injuries healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, until the traces completely disappeared, and it was impossible to see that he had been injured.

"This ......" Lin Mo'er was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

Colorful butterflies are such a treasure!

Her blood bead space was simply weak compared to this.

However, the colorful butterfly just stopped between Feng Chenbin's lips, how did it make those wounds miraculously heal?

Lin Mo'er couldn't believe the reality in front of her, she gently untied the most serious part of Feng Chenbin's external injury, looked and looked, touched and touched, and there was indeed no trace at all.

This...... How does this work?

It wasn't until all of Feng Chenbin's injuries healed that the colorful butterfly flew away.

However, it left very slowly, looking very tired.

Although Lin Mo'er wanted to know how Feng Chenbin was doing now, the Colorful Butterfly became like this because she helped her, of course she had to care about the Colorful Butterfly first.

"Little Butterfly, how are you?" Lin Mo'er held up the colorful butterfly with concern and asked worriedly.

"The spiritual power is consumed too much, and I am about to be frozen." The colorful butterfly replied weakly.

"Can you speak?" Lin Mo'er looked at the colorful butterfly in surprise.

However, her surprise only lingered on her face for five seconds before returning to its original state.

Since both the little cute turtle and the little black snake can talk, what's so strange about butterflies talking?

Stranger things have happened to her, haven't she?

Look, she is reborn, Lin Yiyi is also reborn, and it is likely that Feng Chenbin is also reborn.

Isn't this group of rebirths even more incredible?

Since she accepted all of the above, how could she not accept that butterflies can speak?

"......" colorful butterfly did not speak.

I guess I'm wondering how her stupid master could be obedient and can't hear the point.

And the fugue's Lin Mo'er seemed to come back to her senses at this time, only to see her look at the colorful butterfly apologetically and then said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know that this requires the consumption of spiritual power, I am also eager to save people's hearts, next time I will pay attention, I will not let you lose so much." ”

"It's fine." The colorful butterfly lay weakly in Lin Mo'er's palm.

"Are you an elf who belongs to the Spirit Stone Space?" Lin Mo'er asked.

If so, the spirit stone space is full of immortal energy, which should be conducive to the recovery of the little butterfly.

"Yes." The colorful butterfly seemed to see through Lin Mo'er's thoughts, and directly dismissed her reverie, "But the immortal energy of the spirit stone space is too thin, I can't get in, and I can only live outside for the time being." ”

"That's right." Lin Mo'er glanced at the colorful butterfly distressedly.

It seems that the little butterfly can only recover on its own.

"In addition, I don't have a stealth function, so you have to pay attention to protect me. If I die, the Xuanwu God will disappear as well. The colorful butterfly looked at the gradually petrified body, and quickly said the powerful relationship.

"And where am I going to put you?" Lin Mo'er looked left and right, suddenly his eyes lit up, and asked, "Can you enter the blood bead space?" ”

Colorful Butterfly shook her head.

She is an elf in the spirit stone space, how can she enter the blood bead space? Lin Mo'er's IQ is really not online.

"That's right, but the Xuanwu gods can convert the two dimensions." Lin Mo'er was embarrassed, where should she put the little butterfly to keep it safe?

"You also said that they are gods, and I am not good enough." It's rare that the colorful butterfly has the patience to explain.

"Then ......" Lin Mo'er looked around, scratched her head helplessly, and at the moment when her hand touched her head, Lin Mo'er suddenly had an idea and asked, "Can you stand still?" ”

"When you are petrified, you can't move, but when it's normal...... You can try. Colorful Butterfly thought for a moment and replied, "What do you mean by that?" ”

Lin Mo'er smiled mischievously and said, "Then, from now on, I will have an extra butterfly hairpin on my head." ”

"......" colorful butterflies.

Find the psychological shadow area of the colorful butterfly.

"Then give it a try." Lin Mo'er picked up the colorful butterfly from the palm of her hand and put it on her head.

The colorful butterfly stretched out all its hands and feet and grabbed Lin Mo'er's hair, and as soon as she grasped it, it was petrified.

Lin Mo'er looked in the mirror and nodded, not to mention, this little butterfly really looks like a hairpin.

After settling the butterflies, Lin Mo'er came to Feng Chenbin's side.

Feng Chenbin's breathing became very steady, and his frowning brows also relaxed, it seemed that he was not as painful as before.

Lin Mo'er hurriedly turned on the scanning function and checked Feng Chenbin again.

Soon she was surprised to find that Feng Chenbin was not only healed from his external injuries, but also most of his internal injuries.

Is it the effect of space medicine or the ability of butterflies?

Maybe it's half and half, otherwise the butterfly wouldn't be exhausted because of too much spiritual power consumption.

However, what made Lin Mo'er strange was that Feng Chenbin was fine, but he was still in a coma and did not wake up.

"Is there any injury that I didn't scan?" Lin Mo'er muttered to herself.

Then she turned on the scanning function again, and carefully scanned it for Feng Chenbin again.

The results of the scan were the same as the previous time, and Feng Chenbin was no longer worried about his life.

"How so?" Lin Mo'er opened Feng Chenbin's eyelids and pretended to inspect them.

To be honest, she couldn't tell from her eyes whether the other party was healthy or not.

However, Feng Chenbin's eyes are no different from ordinary people, neither red, swollen nor bloodshot, nor with abnormal color.

This should be a pair of healthy eyes.

Suddenly, Lin Mo'er remembered that the colorful butterfly flew around Feng Chenbin, and it was only after it flew that Feng Chenbin fell into a coma.

Lin Mo'er knew that Feng Chenbin's will had always been strong, and he was seriously injured like that, but he still kept his brain clear and not unconscious, if he were someone else, he would have been unconscious a long time ago.

Now that she figured out that it was the colorful butterfly that made Feng Chenbin fall into a coma, it means that she has no choice.

Lin Mo'er sighed and sat down beside Feng Chenbin's bed.

She can only wait for Feng Chenbin to wake up by himself, or wait for the colorful butterfly to wake up after waking up. Full Book - Free Full Book Reading Network