As time passed, each place became brighter. Some of the early risers are already brushing their teeth and washing their faces.

However, in a corner courtyard, there were two people who had not slept all night.

No, there was one who had already fallen asleep.

And the other just stood by the rockery, without the slightest tiredness, as if he had just gotten up.

This person leaning on the rockery is a ghost butterfly.

She won, and the results were clear.

And they compared......... Wrestling.

That's right, yes, it's wrestling.

Wrestling with yourself?

Is this guy here to give himself a head?

I still don't want to be embarrassed in front of Sohodie. Anyway, she didn't agree with it for any reason.

The ghost butterfly covered the large and small scars on her hands, and there were some inexplicable emotions on her face.

Wait, what did he say when he finally lost to himself?

It seems to be ...... If he can't do it, someone will do it for him, and if he forgets these things that shouldn't be, he can image better in front of that person.

That's probably what it means.

But.

Is it necessary to put such a heavy hand on this teenage 'girl' who has not yet healed his injury?

Nima, who was hit with all the wounds, almost didn't pass him out.

Fortunately, he has been trained by the 'female' king for so many years, even if he is completely unconscious, the weapon in his hand will not stop waving.

But......... At that time, I am afraid that I was in a bad state.

Really, I really don't want to see myself like that.

Ghost Butterfly was a little disdainful, but she had a headache when she looked at the man on the ground who had been knocked unconscious by her.

Wait, it's impossible for me, the wounded, to send him back, it's very serious. Why don't you come?

Ghost Butterfly thought of him almost subconsciously.

(yooooo~ Why don't I usually see you think of him like this.) ）

But it was quickly overruled.

No, no, this kind of thing depends on him.

Let's do it yourself.

Do it yourself, have plenty of food and clothing.

Ghost Butterfly looked at the scars on his hands that still had some bloodstains, so he had a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

Feed. Can this guy be tapped.

The man still carried a few.

Though...... Ahem... It's all in good shape. But for the 'hair', all of them are so heavy.

Forget it, let's take a run before dawn.

If the conditions change. I was absolutely willing to lose to him.

Absolute... Break off......

"Damn. How are you here! ”

Ghost Butterfly walked to the 'door' with the guy on the ground on his back, and directly met the silent Covered Sky Mo, who was surprised and didn't know what to say.

Ghost Butterfly saw him smiling.

...... to yourself Smile.

Smiled handsomely.........

Nima...

Not when to say this!!

"Good morning. It's nice to get up so early, it's good, it's good, I'm optimistic about you. "The ghost butterfly 'rubbed' her head and looked very serious.

“…………”

Covering the sky Mo did not speak, but stared directly at the ghost butterfly, the deep amber 'color' seemed to see through the ghost butterfly, and the eyes seemed to have a little meaning.

Staring at the ghost butterfly, I feel like I want to run away.

However, the ghost butterfly is still surprisingly calm. He smiled shyly and politely before preparing to go out.

Thirty-six strategies, go for the best policy.

"It's not good to be pampered and arrogant." Covering the sky Mo suddenly said as the ghost butterfly passed by him.

His serious words are particularly hard to ignore.

Saying this, Ghost Butterfly was also a little angry.

I carried a guy who couldn't win against me and went home.

Is there anything wrong.

Is there something wrong?

Is it necessary to look at yourself with that oppressive eye?

(This Mid-Autumn Festival whispers that you are not happy to eat without mooncakes.) ）