The saint's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she couldn't hide her smile.

The white knuckles struck the wooden table with a dull sound.

She stopped suddenly.

The jade-like hand clutches the deep purple cuffs.

"Qingli, do you want to see it?"

Ye Qingli didn't know why she still asked herself, but to say that she didn't want to watch it, she still felt that it was too fake.

She had come to find the golden butterfly spirit.

Although there may be some risks in answering, the balance is that Yegu's safety is more important.

So, Ye Qingli bowed his head and said indifferently: "The subordinates are naturally curious. ”

"You're very realistic."

Ye Qingli does not deny it.

The wanton laughter came, and people could feel how happy the girl in front of them was.

"Since Qingli also wants to see it, then I can't refuse. Lift up your heads. ”

Ye Qingli slowly raised his head, met her gaze, and looked at each other.

There was silence for a while, and through the bright warm light, Ye Qingli could feel that the woman in front of her was watery and gentle in her eyes.

She was stunned, she couldn't have recognized her, right?

The orange light in the room overturned, and the brilliance flowed.

In the huge space, a pale blue light gradually condensed, like the light and shadow on the surface of the lake, accumulating little by little, as if absorbing the surrounding brilliance, enveloping everyone's attention.

The condensed light gradually showed its outline, and it became clearer and clearer—

It's a butterfly covered in light blue and translucent light!

Ye Qingli has never seen a butterfly with such a pure color, there is no impurity on his body, and the color of his whole body is natural!

It flapped its wings slowly, transparent, soaked in light!

Ye Qingli looked at it and was speechless, the most beautiful butterfly in the world was nothing more than that.

The ultimate beauty, described in any language, loses color in front of it!

It flies slowly, its wings opening and closing like delicate flowers.

It's flying in the direction of Ye Qingli!

Ye Qingli held his breath.

It finally stopped on Ye Qingli's shoulder, as if resting!

Everyone's eyes widened and they gasped.

Ye Qingli's heart rose sharply in doubt, he didn't understand the overreaction of the people around him, he just shifted his gaze and looked at the butterfly spirit on his shoulder fixedly.

A glittering butterfly spirit!

Si Yi's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he lost the steadiness that a person in a high position should have, and pointed at Ye Qingli and said, "Holy Maiden, this, this ......"

Ye Qingli subconsciously reached out and wanted to touch this butterfly spirit, but he didn't expect the butterfly spirit to fly up, and it stopped on her fingertips like a spirit.

Si Yi was so shocked that his kneeling body took a step back, and said tremblingly: "This ...... That's impossible! ”

The saint's voice was as pleasant as a silver bell, and she glanced at Si Yi, who had lost his manners, and said, "What is impossible." ”

Everyone also forgot the rules at this time, looked at each other, and saw the same disbelief in the eyes of the people around them.

The saint said: "The butterfly spirit is a derivative of the body of the subjects of Yanxi Kingdom, and it has always been unrecognizable to the two masters, and it is impossible to get close to others. ”

Ye Qingli was a little surprised, looked at the indifferent saintess, and his gaze stayed on the butterfly spirit at his fingertips.

"This kind of fate can't be cultivated in a few lifetimes, you say, shouldn't this girl be the partner of this holy woman!"

Ye Qingli was shocked, and he didn't know how to get involved with the theory of a person who was married.

Si Yi was sweating all over his back, and he couldn't tell if he was surprised or shocked, or both. There was a storm in my heart.