"What are you going to do?" said Lizi, looking at the orb. She knew that Madrigal had clear grievances, and if she could save Dieyi, Madrigal would not spare anything.

"If the inference is correct, Blue Aya is a spiritual vein. Then I have the ability to pay for the loss of the butterfly clothes. Madrigal said categorically. He let go of his five fingers, took three steps back, and raised his palm, and the blue silk erupted.

I saw the orb hanging tremblingly in the air, and in an instant it was drowned by the blue silk poured by the madrigal.

What happened next made Li Zidu breathtaking. The orb actually absorbs a steady stream of blue silk like a sponge absorbing water, which is exactly what Madrigal expected!

Pastoral continued to pour, beads of sweat fell from his forehead, and despite the strong discomfort, he still gritted his teeth and persisted. And Madrigal's right arm obviously couldn't withstand the ravages of the flow, and his clothes were shredded inch by inch by the surging force, leaving only the bright armor clinging to his skin.

Li Zi saw that the orb that absorbed the blue silk actually grew wildly in the wind, and gradually swelled to the size of a leather ball, like a cocoon that could be broken by blowing, rippling under the baptism of the blue silk. Through the dazzling sunlight, Li Zi saw a butterfly curled up in the cocoon, slowly stretching its oppressive wings!

"Come on, hold on!" Li Zi clenched her fists, her heart swaying, and nervously encouraged the madrigal.

Madrigal's face had turned sickly pale, and Lan Aya's wild sucking and rushing made Madrigal's body feel like an overheated barrel, devastated by majestic energy. At this time, the shadow in the orb had absorbed the entire twenty rolls of blue silk, and had stretched her waist, and she was about to break out of the cocoon, but the pastoral song fell to the ground with a bang.

As soon as the madrigal fell, the power fell into a vacuum, and the white cocoon hanging in the air immediately fell to the ground. Li Zi hurriedly reached out and hugged the warm and light jade cocoon, like holding a newborn baby. Her heart was pounding, and she suddenly felt like a wife.

Madrigal danced with his hands and feet, supporting his body and trying to get up, but like a cat that could not stand on the ice, he fell down again when he struggled. Li Zi shouted distressedly: "Pastoral, you are overdrawn, don't be reckless......"

"Help me up!" Madrigal shouted, turning his head.

The trembling sage hurried up and trembled to help the Divine Monarch to his feet. Madrigal lowered his hand and gasped, and muttered, "If you don't breathe all at once......"

He raised his ragged arms and urged the rest of his strength to pour out what was left of the blue silk. The blue torrent connected to the jade cocoon again, and the power of this pure spiritual vein was able to shake Li Zi back, and with just a blue light, the jade cocoon was firmly locked in the air, trembling violently.

Li Zi glanced at the pastoral song, only to see that his mouth was wide open, sweat was like rain, but his eyes were as firm as a torch, not to mention exhausting the blue silk, even if he exhausted his life, he would insist without hesitation; Li Zi was extremely nervous, and then looked at the jade cocoon, only to see that the butterfly shadow inside had been straightened into a bow, about to break through a certain limit, but it couldn't do so.

Pastoral was anxious. The blue silk is exhausted, and the butterfly shadow in the jade cocoon is still straightened in pain, and there has been no qualitative change for a long time, is the description of the "Promotion Guide" wrong?

He suddenly thought of the description of the different colored spiritual veins in the Promotion Guide. The blue veins are derived from the quest for knowledge, symbolizing reason and rules, while the red veins are derived from killing, symbolizing impulsiveness and reincarnation......

"Yes, the soul is not pure intellect, but the source of impulses. It's not enough to just enter Blue Aya, you also need to enter Karma Aya in order to awaken the butterfly soul in the jade cocoon!" In order to maintain the normal functioning of his body, Madrigal still has several scrolls of karma left in his body, making him look as if he has been cured.

Pastoral made a decision immediately, and without hesitation, he operated the light dust in the inner universe, squeezing all the karma in his body into his arms like pushing a syringe, and then sprayed out, forming two red torrents, which continuously baptized the jade cocoon.

As soon as she first came into contact with karma, the butterfly soul in the jade cocoon trembled suddenly, and began to stretch her limbs comfortably, while blooming with a vibrant light.

Li Zi shouted happily: "Pastoral, Pastoral, this red is useful, we are almost successful!" She was overjoyed to look at Pastoral, and was shocked to find that Pastoral's body made a series of crisp sounds, and the old wounds "crackled" and cracked, and the originally moist and plump skin gradually crawled with bloodshot cracks, as if she had just escaped from the Battle of Proxima Centauri.

"It's ...... Why is your body ......" Li Zi covered her lips. But she didn't dare to act rashly, let alone scream. When Mu Ge stared at the jade cocoon, his body was already trembling violently, and if he was hastily interrupted, Li Zi didn't dare to imagine the consequences of losing both. She looked at the madrigal's feet, and she had already "ticked" a puddle of red.

She didn't believe that Madrigal didn't feel pain. She could only spur herself to exercise restraint, not to interrupt Pastoral's determination at the last moment, causing him to fall short.

However, as the flow of karma gradually thinned, the butterfly soul in the jade cocoon gradually weakened, as if the person after the climax had gone through the process from strong to weak.

In a hurry, Pastoral could only let go: "Li Zi! I am repairing my soul, and I may need Guangchen to recast her body!"

Li Zi hoped that her efforts could relieve the pressure of the pastoral song, and she gave the light dust to the butterfly soul without reservation.

Gold, red, and blue meet unexpectedly in the jade cocoon, complementing each other, and the three primary colors that converge finally react violently, bursting out of colorful and brilliant colors, like a fan-shaped rainbow, gorgeous the entire sky!

Even Concubine Xiao stood outside the door of Xiaoshui Palace, quietly looking up at the auspicious rui that had never been seen for eternity.

At the moment when the flow of karma was broken, the butterfly soul broke free from the shackles and broke out of the cocoon!

Madrigal fell with a bang, splattering blood on the wall. Li Zi cried and shouted "Pastoral", rushed over, regardless of the blood and dirt, picked up Pastoral's body and looked at it. I saw that Madrigal closed his eyes tightly, he was already in shock, the blood in the armor was trickling, like a small red snake winding down, and there was a hideous penetrating wound under the armor, this wound went and reappeared, it was incomprehensible, I don't understand why all the old wounds burst open.

Only then did Li Zi remember that since returning to the flagship, many samurai had taken the time to enter the repair chamber to make up for their injuries, and only Madrigal was busy running around and never received treatment. It wasn't until Madrigal exhausted Karma Aya and revealed the full picture of his injuries that Li Zi knew that Madrigal had been relying on Karma Aya's support.

"Pastoral, how can you reassure me like this!" Li Zi gritted her teeth and complained, tried to pick up Madera, and ordered the sage to lead the way, and quickly find a bed to rest. In the distance, a naked butterfly-winged woman shyly covered her body, flapped her wings and floated in the air, and after hesitating for two seconds, she shyly and timidly flew against the roof, holding Li Zi and following her.

The sage hurriedly took Li Zi to the side hall and placed the pastoral song on a bamboo couch. Li Zi kept her face strained, kept paying high delivery fees, took out all kinds of internal drugs and external props out of thin air, and dealt with the scars of the pastoral song in an orderly manner. The newly resurrected butterfly-winged woman looked down from afar for a while, and couldn't help but fly closer inch by inch, hiding behind the curtain, revealing her face to look at the unconscious madrigal. Her body is far from being as tall and charming as Dieyi, as if she is in a state of fourteen or fifteen years old, but her blown-up skin and face that resembles Dieyi still bloom with the charm of all beings.

After Li Zi finished dealing with the first aid matters, she turned her head and saw the bulging body of the butterfly girl, frowned and ordered, "Do you deliberately not wear clothes? He took out a silk and threw it at the girl.

The girl stared at Li Zi, did not make a sound, silently caught the red silk silk, wrapped her newly developed body, and then gathered her wings and landed, kneeling beside the bed to read the pastoral song.

As soon as she remembered that Pastoral fell into a coma for the sake of this girl, Li Zi couldn't show a good face, and snorted coldly: "You are Dieyi, right?"

The girl glanced up at Li Zi, tilted her head to show a puzzled expression, blinked her big hazy eyes, lost interest in Li Zi, and continued to look at the side face of the madrigal.

"Are you talking?" Anyway, Madrigal was also unconscious, and Li Zi was a fierce girl.

The girl finally got annoyed, turned her head to stare at Li Zi, locked her thin eyebrows, bared her tiger teeth, and intimidated Li Zi like a cute leopard cub.

Li Zi's heart moved, and she inexplicably felt that this stupid thing was very cute. She thought about it carefully, even if this girl is a resurrected butterfly, but judging from the figure and ignorance of this Lori, I'm afraid that the intelligence will stay at the level of a 1-year-old girl, and she can only show the attachment and instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and it is difficult to communicate in human words.

Thinking about it this way, Li Zi didn't care about little Lori, and told the sage to prepare hot water and meals, and then went to Concubine Xiao in person, trying to ask more about Ye Aya. She vaguely felt that the bell must be tied to the bell, and the old wounds broke out because of the exhaustion of the madrigal, and if the madrigal was to wake up, she still had to use the karma to heal him.

As soon as Li Zi left, the butterfly-winged girl bent her knees and climbed onto the bamboo couch, holding down the silk silk that wrapped her chest with one hand, and stroking Muge's forehead with the other. Her palms were misty, and a fresh light rain wet Madrigal's cheeks. This is the spell "Touch of Tranquility" that young Butterfly can barely use.

Pastoral woke up faintly, saw the young Dieyi looking at him gently, and showed a sly smile: "Lord, from today onwards, Dieyi will fulfill all your wishes. ”

Muge smiled slightly, raised his five fingers tremblingly, touched Dieyi's cheek, and said hoarsely: "Please, don't die without permission again." ”

The young Dieyi closed her beautiful eyes and gently rubbed her cheek against his index finger.