"She's dead, and everything is because of her, so you, no matter how you justify, she's still at fault."

The man listened to the ghost butterfly's merciless scolding, and added with an expressionless face.

"Hmph, don't you understand what I'm saying? If you think she's at fault, and she's dead, you can blame me for everything, isn't that what you Terrans love to do? ”

The ghost butterfly was silent with a little face, and returned very powerfully, obviously a young 'girl', but because of the ghost butterfly's temperament, the crisp and pleasant voice became on par with the boy's voice.

"Until now, do you still have to defend your mother?"

The man was a little resolute, and seemed to feel that the ghost butterfly was a little unreasonable.

"If you Terrans are all so self-righteous, if the people in the Nine Heavens are so 'selfish', then she is not wrong." The ghost butterfly immediately returned without showing weakness, and the resoluteness of her black eyes seemed to be tightly mounted, without the slightest trace of shaking.

"Don't forget, Ghost Butterfly, your father is also a Terran!"

The man's face was a little 'gloomy', and he reminded him very "kindly".

"My father is the only one who dares to love each other from ancient times to the present, and you are really not afraid of soiling my father's name when you mention it."

The ghost butterfly jumped off the rockery, although her body looked thinner at night, but the noble temperament of the ghost butterfly and her body could not be hidden at all.

This made the man suddenly discover a simple truth.

Standing in front of him now is the direct bloodline of the three legendary races above the Nine Heavens, that kind of dignity, that kind of superiority, there is no need to use other methods to interpret it at all.

"Your father is of course extremely important to you, but for the entire human race, the entire Nine Heavens, he is a complete traitor."

Of course, it was impossible for that person to let go of the resentment in his heart because of the dignity of the Ghost Butterfly's identity, and the old man Yanxin was the one who destroyed his entire family.

"With each side of the story, it seems that we can't continue to communicate."

It was as if Ghost Butterfly had given up on the idea of continuing to argue with him, and instead, turned to a more direct and simple method.

She walked over to the man and continued.

"You see that I'm not happy, and I happen to see that you're unhappy, so it's better to have a game." Ghost Butterfly waved her hand and looked at him very calmly.

"Than what?"

When the man heard the ghost butterfly's words, it was as if he had also shifted his target.

"Whatever you want, but we have to swear to the Nine Heavens Law in this competition."

The ghost butterfly's eyes turned 'color', and it was very similar to the old age of the Yan Xin, as if he had already won the confident appearance of not doing anything.

The man looked at Ghost Butterfly's confident appearance and did not show weakness, he also believed that he would win, or he never thought that he would lose, but he was not facing ordinary opponents.

"If I win, you'll forget what my mother was like and why she came here to find me." Ghost Butterfly was the first to state her own conditions.

"Then if you lose, you must tell Jiutian your identity." The man's eyes were a little 'gloomy'.

"I can't ask for it."

Ghost Butterfly tore off the white cloth that wrapped her arm around her hand. It's like he's getting serious.

(t^t yesterday said that I would get up after five minutes of sleep, and the tears fell after I knew the truth.) ）