The butterfly worm's body stiffened and could not move half a step in place. Looking at the tears dripping on the white jade bed, he remembered the line in the poem he saw just now, "The cold and fluttering white jade scarf." ”

Yes, she misses Dayi, and who can understand the coldness and bitterness in her heart.

Tears flowed for thousands of years, and turned into this white jade bed.

Most people in the world think she is unkind, but a few people know the inside story, and this inside story doesn't seem to stop there.

Suddenly, the butterfly dancer forgot the cold around her, and wanted to step forward again to sneak another look at the beautiful woman's face and remember the unforgettable thoughts. only to find that the frozen body had not yet regained its mobility.

When this tear completely dripped on the white jade bed, the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, the blue threads no longer dispersed, and the beautiful woman's body seemed to be about to wake up.

The butterfly dancer saw it clearly, and her little finger moved slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful suction force centered on the beautiful woman, sucking the surrounding air current, and the dancing butterfly insects were also driven by the air current.

The body kept moving backwards, and leaned forward a little, and was dragged to the side of the white jade bed on the smooth ground like an ice sculpture.

The butterfly dancer no longer felt cold at all, and his mind was now full of Chang'e waking up and seeing that he was in a staring posture at all. It's embarrassing, embarrassing, and terrified to the extreme.

"God, this peerless beauty who has been sleeping for a long time is actually going to wake up now, what will happen.

It's not going to wipe me out all at once, is it?

But my posture seems to be the rhythm of annihilation. ”

At this time, the dancing butterfly worm really hoped that he was not from Huaxia Kingdom, so that he could still have a chance to pretend to be stupid and say that he didn't know who she was.

He didn't want to think about it, and the sparse voice came again, and countless lovesick birds quickly gathered from outside the door and window, and integrated into the body of the beautiful woman.

Her cold and pale skin was a little more ruddy, the aura on her body continued to rise, and the majestic aura continued to compress and condense into the body of the beauty.

At the same time, a powerful shock wave was formed, like a torrent spreading around.

The butterfly dancer was very unhappy, but he couldn't even move a finger now.

It was frozen just now, but now it is shocked by the coercion on the beautiful woman.

As the flock of acacia birds continues to integrate, the shock wave also continues to increase.

The whole room was trembling, the entire palace of the Guanghan Palace was trembling, and the entire moon was trembling.

The heart of the dancing butterfly insect is like a turbulent wave.

"What kind of power is this. Is it the power of longing? Or is it the enlightenment of lovesickness for thousands of years. ”

At this time, the Sanskrit chant echoes in the ears, and the Zen sound enters the ears, ethereal and long, which makes people clear.

Looking at the infinitely beautiful beauty in front of him, feeling the protective clothing on his body turn into ashes, the temple around him couldn't withstand the shocking annihilation, and listening to the Sanskrit chanting.

He knew it was his turn to be gone. Secretly scolding this protective suit for being so fragile at the same time.

It's better to feel the breath of this world before you die.

He took a deep breath.

I found out that there was air here, and although it was cold enough to freeze my heart, it was still air.

It made him breathe a sigh of relief that he wouldn't die right now, no matter what.

A few minutes have passed since the last shockwave, and a new one has yet to appear, apparently condensing the final burst.

How terrible this eruption will be, will it destroy the moon as well? The butterfly dancer has no time to think about it.

Now the butterfly dancer is extremely embarrassed, and all the mortal equipment on its body has been destroyed.

Standing in the Moon Palace at more than 150 degrees below zero, wearing only the Canglong robe.

The delicate pagoda the size of a fingernail fell awkwardly into Chang'e's hair, like a chic hairpin.

Under duress, it could not be activated at all.

The only thing he could do was clench his teeth and wait for that moment to come.

When the lovesick birds were all integrated into the beautiful woman's body, the whole palace no longer existed, only the ice sculptures still stood there.

There was no damage in the slightest.

But I don't know what kind of material it is carved from, and it is so resistant to damage.

A few minutes passed, and still no shock wave was emitted.

Suddenly.

Chang'e's eyes trembled slightly, narrowed slowly, and gently wanted to open.

The budding appearance can really make all beings fall over.

The dancing butterfly insect is not willing to give up. sighed softly, "Chang'e, you are really beautiful." ”

Although the voice was very subtle, it was so close that Chang'e couldn't hear it.

Chang'e's bright eyes opened instantly, and her eyes condensed the eternal lovesickness and the joy of finally seeing each other after thousands of lifetimes.

She reached out to the butterfly insect's cheek, stroked it gently, her eyes were emotional, and she spit out a word.

"Yi"

The moment the sound came out, there was an earth-shattering bang, coming from Chang'e's body.

The butterfly dancer was like a thunderbolt at hand, and the shock made my brain dizzy immediately, and the feeling of darkness filled my mind.

However, his whole body was surrounded by a layer of blue light, and the last shockwave with huge breaking power did not hurt him, and his body slowly warmed up.

Chang'e looked at the dancing butterfly insect affectionately, and her cherry lips opened lightly like chanting Buddhist scriptures

"Nine sons are one, heaven and earth are infinite, Dayi, aren't you already a god? Why can't I feel your breath? ”

The butterfly dancer was still dizzy, and his brain reaction was still a little fragmented, and he subconsciously said:

"Am I dead?"

Seeing this, Chang'e pointed at the center of the eyebrows of the dancing butterfly insect in the middle.

The butterfly dancer instantly woke up from the chaos.

Only then did he realize that he was flying in the air with the legendary Chang'e, and Chang'e was still nestled in his arms.

The butterfly insect raised her hand at a loss and slowly helped Chang'e away.

A little apprehensively said:

"Fairy Chang'e, I'm not Dayi, my name is Dancing Butterfly Worm, I'm just a mortal. You've mistaken someone. ”

Chang'e frowned slightly, and looked the butterfly insect up and down.

Said sadly:

"Yi, I didn't expect you to still not be able to hold on to the moment when I won't die for 10,000 years, you are Dayi. I won't admit that I am mistaken, except for Dayi, no one can enter this cold land. No matter how many lifetimes you have been through, I will let you regain our memories. ”

Chang'e's voice was full of holiness, without the slightest hint of affection, but with firmness and persistence. The butterfly dancer itself is a little inexplicable, or inertia to justify:

"I'm really not Dayi, I don't know how to shoot arrows at all. And I'm only eleven years old, so you'd better figure it out, fairy. ”

Chang'e nodded and said:

"I'll take you to the stars, take the reincarnation disk, and you'll know when you see it. ”

As he spoke, he slowly flew into the air with the butterfly dancing insects.