Mo Wuyan hugged the little fox and woke up leisurely, but it was still dark in his field of vision.

The coffin shaking under him, the warm little fox in his arms, all told him that what he had just done was just a dream.

But the picture in my memory is very clear, as if it happened just now.

"System, what just happened?"

"The other side of the flower on the other side of the butterfly, the flower on the other side of the dream of blue butterfly. Reincarnation is a dream, and the ice wing blue butterfly falls red. If the old man didn't guess wrong, the host should have just encountered the butterfly on the other side! ”

The voice of vicissitudes echoed in Mo Wuyan's mind, and his entire soul seemed to be nourished. The fear and anxiety that spread in my heart have been reduced a little.

"As the ghost king Hua Tuo said, the flower on the back of the host's hand has bloomed halfway, leading to the butterfly on the other side!"

Mo Wuyan was stunned for a moment, Hua Tuo? When was he in me? And what the hell is the butterfly on the other side?

"Ding~! Due to the host's words deeply stung Hua Tuo, loyalty decreased by 10, and the current loyalty: 50. Also, the butterfly on the other side is not a thing! It feeds on reincarnation, shuttling between dreams and reality, and will only fall on one flower on the other side in its life! ”

Mo Wuyan ignored Hua Tuo again, although he remembered Hua Tuo, but he hadn't seen him play any role for so long, so he ignored it.

After all, a scum with the level of an empty ghost king, but in fact, a scum with a combat power of only five will definitely not care.

"In other words, the butterfly on the other side is very powerful?"

"Well, it is recommended that the host make a contract with it!"

"But it's currently ......."

Before Mo Wuyan's words were finished, the dreamy blue appeared in front of him again.

Ice-blue, thin cicada-like wings flutter gently in the void.

Each gorgeous pattern seems to carry a rainbow-like dream, and the blue light is sprinkled behind him.

The delicate tentacles twitched slightly, dancing gently in the air, as if hovering between the unreal and the real.

Everything is so unrealistically beautiful, like a blue dream, which makes people permanently intoxicated.

Mo Wuyan was a little stunned for a while, and subconsciously stretched out his right hand, and the flower print on the back of his hand swayed gently.

The butterfly on the other side tapped the back of Mo Wuyan's hand a few times, and suddenly the flower print on the other side emitted a dark red light.

Red and blue are intertwined, like two brilliant fireworks, constantly sublimating, and finally disappearing in the darkness.

There was not a trace in the void, but Mo Wuyan could feel that an ice-blue butterfly was living in his kidney.

"Ding~! Successfully subdued the butterfly on the other side --- connected --- butterfly on the other side

Name: Unknown (please name it as soon as possible)

Species: Beyond the Side Butterfly

Level: Lv3 (Infancy, Lv10 Growth)

Skill: Prophetic Dream (once a month,???,???

Opinion: 80 (60 for the Flower of the Other Side)"

"Hovering between fantasy and reality, with dreamy blue wings, can you call you a phantom butterfly in the future?"

In Mo Wuyan's mind, this sentence suddenly appeared, and everything was as agreed, and the name was easily said.

"Ding~! Successfully named, Phantom Butterfly, Opinion increased by 20, Current Friendship: 100, Pure Friendship: 40"

........

"Click~! Chirping~! ”

After some bumps, the coffin finally stopped, and Mo Wuyan found out the old man's machine.

“10：48”

I didn't expect that so much time had passed, Mo Wuyan secretly sighed, and then concentrated all his energy.

The scene of the banquet lingered in his mind, and he was deeply afraid, after opening the coffin, it was surrounded by greasy pigs' heads!

"Click~!"

The lid of the coffin was slowly pushed open, and the sound of pushing the coffin was particularly harsh in the darkness, and a faint beam of moonlight appeared in front of him.

The scene in my mind did not appear, and in front of me was a familiar paper man mask.

"Mr. Mo, the banquet is here, please get off!"

It was still that lifeless voice, and Mo Wuyan felt a little lucky, as long as it wasn't the extremely elegant voice in his head.

The blow to him from the vermilion wolf was still very big, and even caused a certain shadow.

Mo Wuyan sat up from the coffin, and suddenly felt a strong yin wind blowing.

After a brief glance around, under the hazy moonlight, there were graves towering, and a few crows sounded from time to time in the dark woods around them.

Trembling, there seemed to be footsteps, but there was no human figure in sight, and the isolated tombstone happened to be a companion to the grave.

Mo Wuyan held back the fear in his heart and got up from the coffin, the little fox screamed, and then jumped onto his shoulder.

"Mr. Mo, this way!"

The paper man said emotionlessly, and then strode forward.

Mo Wuyan followed closely, but as soon as he took a step, Mo Wuyan realized that something was wrong.

Obviously, there were four paper figures carrying the coffin, but after coming out of the coffin, there was only one paper figure left!

And three paper figures, where did they go?

The paper man led the way in front of him, and every time he passed a grave, the paper man trembled, as if he was afraid of something, and seemed to be patient with something.

But every time he passed through a piece of land, it became quiet, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

Mo Wuyan's right hand was always on the handle of the fire axe, his mind was tense to the extreme, and he was ready to guard against all accidents.

"Woo~!"

Suddenly, a cloudy wind blew, mixed with the cry of a baby.

Mo Wuyan squinted his eyes slightly, his vision was a little blurry, and the eighteen yin orifices in his body automatically functioned.

After the yin wind, the last paper figure also disappeared, and in the empty cemetery, only Mo Wuyan was left.

The trembling footsteps around him were heard again, but there was still no figure.

The crows in the trees in the distance, with their red eyes, cried from time to time.

Mo Wuyan directly pulled the fire axe out of his backpack and glanced around vigilantly.

"Ling'er, take out the invitation in your backpack"

Mo Wuyan whispered to the little fox, and the little fox barked twice, and then got into the backpack.

Mo Wuyan held the fire axe tightly in both hands, glanced around again, and secretly observed the surrounding environment.

The mass grave at night is simply the best horror house.

The dark and hazy environment, the never-ending footsteps, the crows calling from time to time in the trees, everything is so weird.

At this moment, the little fox came out of his backpack with a red invitation in his mouth.

The map on the invitation was gone, densely filled with a large paragraph.

"There was a slight problem at this banquet due to someone breaking the rules, and it will take some time to change, so please play a game first.

For thirty minutes, the night was quiet. Thirty minutes later, the night was deep. Please find the entrance to the banquet as soon as possible, and in an hour, the banquet will be held as scheduled, and a reminder: Don't break the mirror

Have fun!

- Your best friend, Vermilion Wolf"

When Mo Wuyan saw that reminder, he was stunned and stood in place.

! Zhu Wolf, you fucking Lao Tzu come out! You're definitely doing it on purpose!