Ting Lan was stunned.

The butterfly with dark red wings and the dark red clothes are integrated. It's as if those dark red clothes were made of these dark red wings!

Butterflies with dark red wings are still beautiful if they are not seen in such a situation.

Seeing it in such a situation only makes people feel a little poignant.

It's a beautiful butterfly!

Why did you make clothes willingly?

Just as he was thinking, more butterflies appeared on the dark red clothes. Butterflies flying, flying butterflies, layer after layer, seem to surround this woman, layer by layer!

The dark red clothes seemed to have been surrounded by these dark red creatures.

Can butterflies really be made into clothes?

If Xue Yi is here, she will definitely think of the poignant story that her sister-in-law told her.

Legend has it that there was a very beautiful and intelligent girl who, in order to be with the boy she liked, disguised herself as a man and went to study in the school. Later, after returning from school, she wanted to marry the person she fell in love with, despite the opposition of her family. However, as fate would have it, she had to marry the son of a very powerful local rich man under the pressure of her family. She was so sad that she begged God to let her and her loved ones be together for the rest of her life. In order to prevent this girl from being with the person she loves. The son of the rich man, who was said to be surnamed Ma, sent a killer and killed the boy. The girl was grief-stricken, and in desperation, she agreed to marry the son of a rich man surnamed Ma.

Later, a very dramatic scene occurred. On the way to greet her family, the girl, when passing by the grave of her loved one, resolutely jumped into this tomb. It is said that after the girl jumped into the cemetery on the spot, she turned into a butterfly.

Could the butterfly have dark red wings?

Xue Yi didn't know.

Ting Lan didn't know anymore.

These dark red butterflies have an indescribable feeling.

As the priest of the Snow Pavilion, she has her own professionalism. The immortal body was placed in a crystal coffin, and then placed in the Lake of the Afterlife. As a priest of the Snow Pavilion, he is considered to have done it.

Can you do it yourself?

It was full of confidence. For the priests of the Snow Pavilion, it was an innate duty to take care of the remains of immortals.

Looking at this circle and circle, the flying butterflies, she really couldn't bear it.

It's better to wait for these butterflies to fly away!

Thinking so, she stood there quietly, looking at the butterflies, flying and flying.

In the beginning, these butterflies flew very slowly. Then, slowly, it started to get faster. And then I have to be happier. The speed is getting faster and faster, like one after another, dark red phantoms.

Ting Lan stood there, from the initial helplessness, it had turned into an indescribable anxiety.

These butterflies, will they, what's the problem?

In her heart, she was a little worried.

If you are tired of waiting for these butterflies to fly, hurry up and put this body in the crystal coffin!

She was a little scared.

Her intuition told her that these butterflies didn't seem to be a good thing.

Perhaps, I am too preoccupied.

Perhaps, these butterflies have just turned into that dark red garment.

Yes, it must be.

Butterfly with dark red wings, woman in dark red clothes. The dark red wings covered the woman's eyes and covered the woman's smooth forehead. In the dark red of the butterflies, a pair of snow-white bare feet were revealed.

What a beautiful pair of feet! Snow-white color, distinct texture, exuding a soft and delicate luster. The smooth ankles have a faint golden yellow, and under the dark red butterfly wings, they are particularly crystalline.

It seems to be some kind of gold jewelry.

I stared blankly at such a beautiful pair of feet for a long, long time. Ting Lan retracted her gaze. Those layers of butterflies, flying and flying, and flying, seem to be more and more.

We've got to figure out a way to do it!

Since it is the immortal body of the high priest of the phoenix, it has to be properly packed in a beautiful crystal coffin. She thought about it, and took out a crystal coffin from her sleeve that she thought was the best-looking.

Who knows, just after taking out the crystal coffin, those butterflies with dark red wings suddenly scattered in all directions. The speed of flying, getting faster and faster, is dazzling!

The butterfly that covered the girl's eyes and forehead suddenly flew up and made a very terrible sound—like a baby's cry!

Ting Lan was taken aback!

What's going on!

In the midst of the consternation, something happened that made her even more stunned!

Suddenly, she saw the woman's face—exactly like her own!

What's going on!

Inside, there are turbulent waves. But in an instant, the woman in front of her had disappeared! The butterflies with dark red wings continued to flutter and flutter in front of her eyes, as if they never knew to be tired.

She stretched out her fingers, using her own tips to gently touch the butterflies with dark red wings.

The butterflies, the moment they touched her fingertips, turned to powder and disappeared into nothingness.

Looking at the white and tender fingertips, there was pure white powder, and it took a while for Ting Lan to come back to his senses.

What is this? Are these butterflies?

I vaguely heard His Royal Highness say that the butterfly is a pure white butterfly. Moreover, these butterflies are generally the kind of little spirit pets raised by the owner, helping them to pass on the news.

Why does this dark red butterfly turn into powder at its fingertips?

She was horrified.

Something even more horrifying to her had happened!

Those butterflies with dark red wings, one after another, flew to her fingertips, as if they were calmly going to die!

The dark red butterflies, lined up, one after the other, flew to her fingertips!

Oh my!

Are these dark red butterflies sealed?

Tinglan is in a hurry!

She took a few steps back!

Those butterflies seem to be guided by some kind of force! Even such a retreat, which clearly states its position, cannot shake these butterflies in the slightest.

These dark red butterflies seem to have found a new way to play. One by one, they flew towards Ting Lan's fingertips. When Ting Lan was at a loss, he turned into powder.

Those butterflies, one after the other. The appearance of going to death calmly, just like the woman who was always dressed in dark red clothes many years ago.

Are these butterflies looking for something?

Or have you found a little trace of the past, so you don't hesitate to do it?

No one will be able to answer these butterflies.

Again, no one could answer Ting Lan.

In the midst of the torrential rain, in a mountain field where rocks are flying, in a fragile barrier. There was a woman in blue, and in front of the woman, a group of butterflies with dark red wings, one after another, flew to the girl's fingertips. Then, the butterflies, on the girl's fingertips, turned into powder.

Beyond the barrier, torrential rain and rocks flying. It seems that some cliff is collapsing in this direction.