"What do you say?"

Su Yanxue asked rhetorically, word by word, she was suspicious of her ears.

"I said, please leave the abyss on the other side."

Chikage rightfully repeated what she had just said.

Yueming, who was on the side, couldn't help but sigh in her heart at this moment, this little girl's idea is too simple. However, this was no excuse for her to disobey her orders. Yueming's eyes were fixed on Su Yanxue, who had already stood up again, and the thunder and lightning lightsaber in his hand was ready to attack.

"Why?"

Su Yanxue stabilized her mind, her face was pale, but her cold temperament did not weaken in the slightest, but became more aggressive at this moment.

Fei Meng teleported and stood behind Su Yanxue, although she didn't say anything, Su Yanxue already knew the meaning of Fei Meng, for a machine spirit like Fei Meng, the place where the master is located is their destination, so she will follow her wherever she goes, no matter where she is.

"Yan Xue, don't you know your own bloodline? We don't need your presence to disturb the peace here. ”

"Did I do anything?"

Su Yanxue held her sword and asked in a cold voice.

"The biggest mistake you've done is coming to this world that isn't yours."

The meaning of Qianying's eyes was unclear, but every word she answered was like a blade that slashed Su Yanxue's heart.

"Chikage, I really misjudged you."

After Su Yanxue said this, she was so angry that she fell to her knees and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The bright red blood stained the ground of the ring, and immediately left the ground with only a starry void, Su Yanxue coughed up blood uncontrollably, and the dark red blood overflowed from between her fingers, dripping on the ground, and a blood-red flower appeared here and bloomed, surrounding Su Yanxue's feet.

Su Yanxue looked around, and the eyes of the people around her quickly turned from surprise to fear, and all of them subconsciously pushed a step back, including Light Mist and Aoyin.

Sure enough, it was the same as back then.

Su Yanxue smiled self-deprecatingly, she slowly straightened up, and looked at Qianying in front of her with an obscure look

"Then you say, where should I go?"

Thousand Shadows quietly took a step back

"In short, leave the abyss on the other side, this is not your world."

"But is there anywhere else I can go?"

Su Yanxue tilted her head, her long ice blue hair floated slightly at this moment, her eyes were deep and indifferent, and her words were full of a cold sense of emptiness, which made people feel a sense of involuntary trembling just by listening to it.

"No, but ......"

This time, without waiting for Qianying to finish speaking, Su Yanxue pulled out her sword violently as if she was crazy, she slowly raised her eyes, her head was still slightly tilted to look at Qianying in front of her, her eyes were cold and unfluctuating ripples, and the momentum around her suddenly erupted strangely, she raised her sword unhurriedly, and the tip of the sword was directed at Qianying

"Do you mean to threaten me to leave with your so-called identity, so that I, a person who has nowhere to go, leave the abyss on the other side and go to my death?"

“……”

In the face of Su Yanxue's questioning, Qianying didn't speak, just glanced at her silently, and then retreated behind Yueming, and only after a while, did she whisper

"I'm sorry."

And Tianyin and Farusi, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally couldn't help it, they stood up from the crowd, and then said

"I'm sorry, Su Yanxue is our man."

Everyone looked over one after another, only to see that Faruxi had turned into a human form, and in his hand was a silver meniscus silver knife, and he walked towards Su Yanxue step by step, and then said

"No one has the right to ask her to leave the abyss on the other side, including you, Yueming, one of the three Imperial Guardians."

Pharaussi held the Silver Moon Scimitar and stared at Yueming and Thousand Shadows with a grim gaze.

Tianyin, on the other hand, slowly walked towards Su Yanxue's side, however, before they could do anything, Su Yanxue's body had already begun to produce an unknown power fluctuation.

I saw Su Yanxue standing upright, she was raising her head, the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually disappeared, and an ink-colored butterfly flew to her side, the ink-colored luminous butterfly touched her fingertips, and then turned into a dazzling inky blue light around her body.

A blood-red cross appeared behind Su Yanxue, and Fei Meng disappeared on the arena at some point, and then, a cross-chain forehead ornament with a black tone and golden brilliance on the edge appeared on Su Yanxue's forehead, her eyes changed from a night black to a blood-like red, and the black and gold chain was adorned on Su Yanxue's long ice-blue hair, at this moment, she was expressionless.

The eyes of everyone on the arena were focused on Su Yanxue at this time, and for those who had known Su Yanxue, perhaps, at that moment, she was no longer the Su Yanxue they knew.

The golden wisps become cocoons, break the cocoons and turn into butterflies, and the holy butterfly is born, who competes with it.

A dazzling golden light enveloped Su Yanxue into it, trapping Su Yanxue in it like a heavy cocoon, and then, countless ink, blue, white, and three colors of butterflies that appeared out of nowhere danced on it with two light bands, one black and one white, appeared out of thin air, and gradually tightened, as if to bind the golden cocoon that trapped Su Yanxue.

However, the golden cocoon burst open at the moment when the light belt was about to completely bind it, and the next scene was enough to make everyone present unforgettable.

I saw a pair of black and gold butterfly wings come out of nowhere, black and white intertwined, wrapped around the edge of the golden cocoon, Su Yanxue's figure also became clear from blur, her long ice blue hair fluttered gently with the fluctuations of the surrounding energy, the black and gold cross hung down to her forehead, and her eyes returned to pitch black black pupils, she was wearing a silver slim dress, the snow-white butterfly patterns were embroidered all over the whole long skirt, and a blood-colored huge flower bloomed behind Su Yanxue instead of the cross.

She raised her hand, the jade fingers twisted slightly, black and white blended, butterflies danced around her, and the power that emanated from her hand fluctuated, condensed into flowers, turned into frost, shaped like butterflies, and shadows like dust.

The butterfly god was born, who stood in the way?

That moment, that moment, that scene, was deeply reflected in the minds of everyone present,

What a beautiful figure it is, a pair of eyes that are bottomless, glowing with a clear glow like the night sky, red lips like Dan, beautiful and delicate facial features, at this moment, Su Yanxue is attached to the air, quietly looking at everything in front of her, her ice blue hair is waist-length, and the long hair with a little blue in the transparency can't help but make people think that it is dreamy.

The slender silver silk dress outlined Su Yanxue's beautiful and iconic figure, and the black and gold butterfly wings opened unhurriedly behind her, agitating.

However, the flowers on the other side were scattered, the black and white ribbons of light were also dispersed, and the countless butterflies turned into rays of light and dispersed, leaving Su Yanxue alone floating in the air, her momentum did not weaken at this time, but suddenly became extremely strong at the moment when Su Yanxue hooked the corners of her mouth.

She smiled, that smile, it was so arrogant, that smile, it was so empty-eyed, that smile, it made everyone's hearts chill.

She should have known that she was not accepted by the world, she should have known that she was not a real ordinary person, she should have known that a peaceful and beautiful life would never come to her.

It's like the day she began to be called a freak by countless people in her last life, an ominous person, and a demon.

She never had it, so how could she protect it?

Yue Liuhui secretly clenched his fists in the corner, he must not let Su Yanxue be inferior to the footsteps of the previous generation of butterfly gods, and he will never let Su Yanxue fall into the hands of other people with ulterior motives, before, she protected him, and now, he is here to protect her.

However, now, Yue Liuhui knew that it was not the time for him to show up, otherwise it would only make the situation worse.

And Bei Cang, who had been sitting in the underground conference room, suddenly got up, it turned out that the words of the saint were true, those prophecies, and the results of those divinations were true, but he never expected that Su Yanxue was really the legendary descendant.

"Your Majesty, are we going to come forward?"

Yechen stood behind Beicang and asked.

"No, I believe Yueming has his own ideas, let him clean up his mess by himself."

"Okay."

……

Su Yanxue fell back to the ground, and she walked towards the three of Yueming step by step, holding a crimson manzhu sawa flower that bloomed wantonly, and came to Yueming and Qianying.

"Su Yanxue, sober up."

Qianying finally said with some reluctance.

"I'm sober, thousand, General."

Su Yanxue smiled slightly, her moon eyebrows and starry eyes, and between her heads, she was like a poppy blooming.

Just like in that ancient chant, those desperate people look for hope on the other side, but in the end they cannot escape the curse on the other side of the Lethe River, although, for some, it is also a unique blessing.

And for Su Yanxue, the legendary fate is far from over:

When dawn begins to smile,

When the night is no longer silent,

In this vast wilderness,

This reckless galaxy,

Started again,

Pulsating souls,

Music.

Holy Ice Butterfly,

Breaking out of the chrysalis,

The Jade Lotus of the Gods,

Quietly blooming.

The restless, the restless.

It is they who

The purest,

Blood.

Supreme glory,

Instantly, flashing.

Absolute victory,

Instantly, brilliance.

The one who wipes lightly, the one that picks up.

That's them,

Soloist,

Blade.

Tears on the other side,

Eternal fragrance,

May the gods above the nine heavens.

Bless you and sleep quietly.

However, those that were not mentioned in the ancient legend were what Su Yanxue wanted to know in the future, and at that time, she never thought that even if she was a god, there would be a day when she would be powerless.

And now, she stared directly at the complicated expression of the moon and the thousand shadows in front of her, and the manzhu sawa in her hand bloomed more and more brilliantly.