"Scrap wood, you wait! I'm going to spare you for the time being! Let you live a few more days! ”

Seeing the figure of Baili Jinhua disappear in his eyes, Baili Tianchang's face was still a sneer of disdain.

The night is as cool as water, and the moonlit night is cold.

Baili Tianchang stood under the moonlight, looking down at the face reflected by the clear water in the basin.

Looking at the black butterfly mark on the left half of his face, Baili Tianchang couldn't help but sigh.

As a mercenary, she doesn't care too much about her appearance. However, the black butterfly mark on his face is really strange.

This is not an ordinary small butterfly the size of a finger, but a large phoenix butterfly!

This black phoenix butterfly directly occupies half of her face. She did look like a ghost, ugly.

Baili Tianchang couldn't help but reach out and stroke the black phoenix butterfly.

She found that the skin where the black phoenix butterfly was located was still soft as usual.

It's just that when her fingers lingered on the phoenix butterfly for a few seconds, the phoenix butterfly suddenly became hot and warm!

That's weird!

Half of his face was burning as if it had been burned by fire.

After a while, Baili Tianchang suddenly noticed that the heat and burning on the left half of his face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a cool one.

When he looked down at the clear water in the basin again, Baili Tianchang was surprised to find that the black phoenix butterfly marks on his face had disappeared.

What is reflected by the clear water is a beautiful face!

As if alive, the black phoenix butterfly left the left half of Baili Tianchang's face, flew past Baili Tianchang's eyes, and quickly disappeared from her sight.

The butterfly flew away!

The black phoenix butterfly that had stayed on the original hundred miles of Tianchang's face for ten years actually flew away?

At the same time, in the Nine Princes' Mansion.

Nalan Emperor Jiu fell into a deep sleep for the first time in his cultivation.

In his sleep, Nalan Dijiu saw a black phoenix-tailed butterfly flying around in front of his eyes.

Couldn't help it, Nalan Dijiu chased after the black phoenix-tailed butterfly.

The phoenix butterfly flies and flies and suddenly disappears.

But a beautiful sea of flowers suddenly appeared in front of me.

In the sea of beautiful flowers, a woman's figure stood there flutteringly.

Nalan Dijiu wanted to see this woman's face clearly, but he always felt that it was hazy and indistinguishable through a layer of fog.

He could only see a black phoenix butterfly on the left side of the woman's face!

The black phoenix butterfly was the one that brought him over!

Nalan Dijiu was about to walk towards the woman in the sea of flowers, but suddenly woke up.

Gently closing his eyes, Nalan Dijiu reflected on the scene in the dream.

I don't know if it's Zhuang Sheng's dream of butterflies, or butterflies' dreams of Zhuang Sheng.

I don't know if the woman dreamed of herself, or if she dreamed of the woman.

However, one thing Nalan Dijiu can be sure of is that his long-sealed heart has rippled because of this dream.

A sweet dream, infinite aftertaste.

Who is that woman?

Is it in a dream? Or is it real in the world?

After a long night, he had no intention of cultivating anymore, and Nalan Dijiu was always immersed in the aftertaste.

In the courtyard, Baili Tianchang rubbed her eyes, and then looked down at Qing Shui, she had to accept this fact.

It's just that before there is no strength, beauty will only lead to trouble.

Baili Tianchang did not look happy, and his face was as calm as clear water in a basin.