"But, Madame Butterfly, did you let me discover a good secret? Hahaha! Lingyin set her sights on the strings this time.

Because there's nothing better than discovering who she is.

Then, Lingyin opened her mouth to taunt her: "Strings, strings, Feng Qianyan, do they know that Yunji is sealed by your blood?" ”

Three women in a play, a joke, and an elegant posture.

How much edge is hidden in the smile?

The strings tore the cloak, revealing a beautiful little face, and stroked the piano.

Madame Butterfly's face was detached, and butterflies fluttered on her side, fluttering enchantingly.

Princess Lingyin has a bronze mirror in both hands, mysterious and beautiful, and a mixed red line is reflected in the mirror.

In the emerald forest, each has its own elegance.

A dark light flashed in Ling Yin's eyes, and his figure quickly became like lightning, isolating them for a long time.

A white mist suddenly lifted, obscuring the sight of the two.

"It's just a white mist, blocking its eyes, Lingyin, no matter how you hide it, you're just a lowly person in the end." Madame Butterfly said coldly.

She raised her hand and controlled the spirit butterfly, and suddenly the fire was shining, illuminating the white mist at the same time, and a white light also attacked from behind them.

"Zheng Zheng~" String Le suddenly turned around and played the brown guqin in his arms.

exuded an extremely strong killing intent, even Madame Butterfly, who crawled out of the sea of blood, couldn't help but feel cold from behind her at this time.

"Strings?" Madame Butterfly couldn't help but mutter.

The strings have excellent ear power, and in the ears of those who have cultivated to the highest level, as long as they do not exceed the limits of their abilities, they will naturally hear what they want to hear within the boundaries.

Or you can overhear these words.

Strings belong to the latter type, and then in the white mist that has not been dispersed, the face is slightly cold.

"Okay, Madame Butterfly, Lingyin holds the Ten Thousand Life Prophecy Mirror in her hand, which can clearly peek into our hearts, you better empty your mind." She couldn't help but tell Madame Butterfly.

Strings have spent so many years trying to figure it out, not for the sake of losing all at once.

The sound of the strings was extremely murderous, and it simply dispersed the white mist that covered the eyes.

Seeing that the white mist dissipated, Lingyin drove the prophecy mirror, and the life force came out of the soil.

Spawn emerald vines with barbs on them, attacking the two.

Madame Butterfly's spirit butterflies and plants have a natural lik, and they are a little reluctant to hurt the vines.

His face turned cold, and he waved his hand to destroy the spirit butterfly, seeing that the vines were about to attack his body.

Madame Butterfly is not a vegetarian either, as soon as the Grim Reaper butterfly comes out, the butterflies of bright red and white light dance one after another, every time they touch a vine.

The Grim Reaper's fierce necromancy toxin reduced it to nothing.

Lingyin is still like a passerby, his eyes are calm and unwavering.

"Strings, let Madame Butterfly deal with me, you're really a talent, but, Strings, how does it feel to shrink the head of the turtle?" In Lingyin's eyes, the tone in his mouth was all sarcasm.

Madame Butterfly's face was a little embarrassed, and she turned her gaze to the strings.

After seeing that she was also wearing a hypocritical face, Madame Butterfly felt a little relieved.

"Lingyin, we are all the same kind of people, don't you want to enter Tianyu Academy with a purpose? Why don't you work together? The strings said calmly, dressed in blue, elegant, calm as water.

It seems to be a pool of stagnant water, but it is just a trace of vitality struggling out of the stagnant water, which makes people feel mysterious.

Madame Butterfly didn't speak on the side, but the palm under her sleeve was tightly held, and she knew very well that she didn't have much advantage in the string trade.