Chapter 352: Illusion, Mystery of Fire (3)
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It was a very mysterious feeling, indescribable.
In her mind, the gorgeous and colorful butterfly shadow flew with her phantom fire, and the layers of light were rendered, and it was soon impossible to distinguish which was the butterfly and which was the phantom fire.
Ye Ying's mind is calm at the moment, since her rebirth, she has always been embarrassed by the fire system is too difficult to control, not as easy to transform as the water system and wood system in her previous life. Aside from the initial phoenix feather petal shape, the only thing she can simulate with phantom fire is the form of the fire itself, such as a wall of fire and a fire pile.
But now, the phantom fire dances with the lost butterfly, and she suddenly has a new understanding in the blur of light and shadow.
Time stands still.
If anyone sees it at this time, they will find that this little girl in the depths of the dense forest has her eyes quietly closed, holding on to the fingertips of the ancient tree, and unconsciously igniting a cluster of petal-like fires. Then the fire staggered and became elongated, twisted, and flickering...... After a few times, he stumbled to simulate the shape of a butterfly.
It was a flaming butterfly.
It seems to be burning with flames all over its body, faintly transparent, and it is not a real butterfly at first glance.
However, this phantom butterfly danced along with the other lost butterflies, and every tentacle, every flick of its wings, was also lifelike.
It became ......
She knows how to control the fire and deform!
Ye Ying suddenly opened his eyes, raised his fingertips lightly, and made a "go" gesture.
The phantom fire butterfly fluttered and flickered, as if inadvertently flying towards a lone lost butterfly under the branch of an ancient tree not far away. When it flew closer, it did not approach directly, but fluttered its wings and danced lightly. The dance of the Phantom Fire Butterfly is beautiful, it is not a common dance of butterflies, but a gorgeous dance step that combines the dance of the human race under the control of Ye Ying.
The Lost Butterfly near it was attracted, and little by little, it flew towards the Phantom Fire Butterfly.
The two butterflies are getting closer and closer......
Ye Ying manipulated the Phantom Fire Butterfly, silently stretched out his tentacles, and suddenly swept the Lost Butterfly into the Phantom Fire with lightning speed!
The Lost Butterfly didn't even have time to struggle, and the whole butterfly was enveloped in the phantom fire overflowing with red light, and from a distance, it seemed as if a faint layer of fire had been plated on its butterfly wings.
With a hook of Ye Ying's fingertips, the Lost Butterfly that was caught by the phantom fire involuntarily flew to her palm and flew directly into the space.
——?!Xiao Hei was finally able to contact the outside world, and his first sentence was to ask in a hurry, [Ye Ying, are you okay!]
Ye Ying smiled, although this little guy is noisy, sometimes it really makes people feel warm in their hearts.
[It's fine. She whispered, "We can go home." 】
[Whew.] Xiao Hei was relieved at this time, and just wanted to complain that she cut off contact if she didn't agree with her, when he saw the newly caught lost butterfly in the space.
The Lost Butterfly also has a layer of phantom fire faintly wrapped in its body, flying up and down, not to be exact, it is not itself flying, but the phantom fire is flying.
......Xiao Hei let out a fascinated exclamation, and tried to scratch the butterfly with his little paws, [Ye Ying, have you caught the lost butterfly? 】
[Don't ......!] Before Ye Ying finished speaking, Xiao Hei had already jumped up to bite the butterfly. Really, is this little guy a dog? How can he have such a habit of flapping butterflies?!
She was late, and the tip of the little one's nose had already touched the wings of the butterfly.
A sudden scream of pain.