Chu Mu did a lot of homework during the few days in Xiang Rongcheng, and he is no stranger to Xiang Rongcheng.
All along, fairy butterflies have various colors, and different colors of fairy butterflies have different abilities.
However, the black fairy butterfly is a very special species, and is rarely seen in Xiangrong City or in the wild.
Black fairy butterflies are not liked by human beings. Fairy butterflies are sensitive creatures. They can even feel the human soul, whether it is dirty or pure.
The black fairy butterfly symbolizes death, disease and darkness. This kind of fairy butterfly is not absolutely absent in Xiangrong City, but once it appears, it will be expelled by the residents and excluded by the same clan.
It stands to reason that this kind of black elf butterfly should be rare and exist in some ominous places.
However, what Chu Mu saw now were hundreds of millions of black elf butterflies, which were rare, and why the number of black elf butterflies with ominous names became so large, so huge that it was shocking!
"Puff puff puff puff!"
The sound of flapping wings rang in Chu Mu's ears. The black fairy butterflies were cold and aloof, and at the same time seemed to be very hostile to those who disturbed them.
The light above Chu Mu's head was gradually covered, and a large group of high-level black elf butterflies entrenched on top of Chu Mu's head, covering the light, leaving a huge shadow on Chu Mu and the Demon Tree Warrior.
The red eyes turned into cold gems dotted on the top of the head, with a cold luster, staring at Chu Mu and the Demon Tree Warrior one after another.
Anger is like a gust of wind, rushing between the tall and majestic forest trees.
Chu Mu raised his head, and found that clumps of coiled black fairy butterflies formed a huge black vortex with their fluttering bodies, and some kind of black pollen of unknown effect fell from the sky and landed on Chu Mu and the Demon Tree Warrior.
Seeing this stunning black picture reminded Chu Mu of the hundreds of millions of Heavenly Demon Worm Legion in Wanduan Sting Valley, the picture purely composed of a huge number of flying creatures in the sky. It is a visual shock that cannot be described in words.
Fairy butterflies are elegant and gorgeous, even black fairy butterflies, when they fly in groups, the picture is like a black poisonous rose, it is extremely dangerous, but at the same time it is glamorous and beautiful, dancing gracefully The astonishing patterns formed on the sky made Chu Mu almost forget to think.
"Let's leave here." Sensing the hostility of the black fairy butterfly, Chu Mu didn't dare to stay here any longer.
There are probably tens of thousands of black elf butterflies coiled around Chu Mu's head. Once they attack in groups, they will cause great damage to the magic tree warriors.
Moreover, if Chu Mu was completely surrounded by the black elf butterflies that formed the tree canopy, he would encounter considerable obstacles if he wanted to leave here. After all, once the soul pets are in a group, they will follow one after another, and they will not care about the strength of the enemy at all. powerful.
Chu Mu didn't know where such an astonishing number of black elf butterflies came from, but he didn't want to become an enemy of these black elf butterflies before he fully understood the situation.
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After leaving Yangfeng Ridge, Chu Mu stood on the highest point of a certain mountain, and looked back at the black forest that absorbed the sunlight.
Eloquently, the black forest covered the entire land, whether it was the mountains, basins, or jungles in Chu Mu's eyes, even behind a raised mountain at the farthest end of Chu Mu's field of vision, there seemed to be something that couldn't be seen at all. This black magnificence.
How many black fairy butterflies are there
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It has been two months since I returned to Xiangrong City.
Xiangrong City is still Xiangrong City. The fairy butterflies in this city are colorful and dancing. They are soft and graceful, without any vigor, like a group of pure little lives, bringing people peace, serenity and peace.
Here, almost no black fairy butterflies can be seen, but compared to the sea-like scene that Chu Mu saw, Chu Mu, who formed a visual contrast, suddenly felt that compared to those black fairy butterflies, It seems to be the gap between the uniformly armed black army and a group of kind and simple villagers.
Chu Mu returned to his rented house. Interestingly, the courtyard that had attracted countless most beautiful elf butterflies originally fled in a panic because of Chu Mu's return, and disappeared one by one.
"When you see them running away, you know you're back." Ye Qingzi stood beside the flowerbed, with a hint of a smile in her starry eyes.
Chu Mu stepped forward and put his arms around Ye Qingzi's slender and soft waist. At some point, Ye Qingzi became more feminine and charming, and her demeanor always revealed the softness and charm that Chu Mu was obsessed with.
Moreover, ever since he ate the forbidden fruit, Chu Mu had a erotic obsession with Ye Qingzi's body. The two months apart were no less than four years.
After making out in the flower garden for a while, Chu Mu told Ye Qingzi what he saw of the black fairy butterfly sea.
Ye Qingzi was surprised for a long time. After living in Xiangrong City for two months, she also knew that black fairy butterflies are very rare and are called an ominous species.
"Puff puff puff ~!"
While he was talking, Chu Mu suddenly felt a cool fragrance on his shoulders.
Ye Qingzi opened her small mouth in surprise, pointed to the black fairy butterfly on Chu Mu's shoulder and said, "Chu Mu, this... this black fairy butterfly..."
"This little guy seems to live nearby. I saw it two months ago, and it followed me for several days." Chu Mu put his finger in front of this lonely black fairy butterfly.
"Then could it also be those black fairy butterflies from the south of Yangfeng Ridge?" Ye Qingzi asked curiously.
Chu Mu shook his head and said, "This little guy is a pet. With its flying speed, it would be very difficult to fly here in a few years. It has only been born for a few months."
"The whole city of Xiangrong seems to be just this black fairy butterfly..."
"Come with me to the library."
Chu Mu felt that this matter was not so simple, it was best to talk to Mr. Duan.
"Chu Mu, I refined a seventh-level spiritual object for your Demon Tree Warrior. The quality may be a bit low, but there is a certain chance that your Demon Tree Warrior can be promoted to a high-level emperor. Also, if the spirit is not enough, you Think of a way." Ye Qingzi said to Chu Mu.
In the first half of the sentence, Chu Mu was overjoyed, but in the second half of the sentence, Chu Mu smiled wryly.
Every high-level spiritual master burns a lot of money. Chu Mu originally searched for some savings from the three major palaces, but it turned out that it was not enough for Ye Qingzi to practice in the past two months.
"I'll take care of it," Chu Mu said.
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When they arrived at the library, Mr. Duan was no longer there, but Chu Mu met the girl from before.
The girl was also enthusiastic, and when she learned that Chu Mu had something important to tell Mr. Duan, she personally led Chu Mu to Mr. Duan's residence.
Old Mr. Duan lived in a relatively remote place, in an elegant and unique house entirely made of wood.
"Brother, why do you still have a black elf butterfly on your shoulder? This is very rare. The old people said that the black elf butterfly is not very good and will get sick." The girl pointed at the butterfly on Chu Mu's shoulder. The black fairy butterfly asked.
"Hehe, be careful, it should be this little guy." Ye Qingzi smiled charmingly.
"..." Chu Mu smiled wryly.
After stepping into the yard, he soon heard the old man Duan getting angry. Obviously, this old guy with a weird temper didn't welcome others to his home.
However, the old man realized that the person in front of him was Li Guang's granddaughter, and the expression on his face changed very quickly. He was both sorry and laughing.
"Old Duan, you need to change your temper." The girl scolded.
"It can't be changed." Elder Duan glanced at Chu Mu, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you still here, didn't you tell you to go to Yangfeng Ridge?"
"I've already been there." Chu Mu didn't care about the old man's strange temper.
"Have you been there? Are you on your way to practice?" Mr. Duan said.
"Old Duan, didn't you tell me to go deep into Yangfeng Ridge? When I got there, I didn't find anything wrong, but I saw this." Chu Mu pointed to the black fairy butterfly on his shoulder.
"Is it a black elf butterfly soon? I'll see you when you see it. It's nothing unusual." Duan Lao was well-informed, so he was not surprised by the black elf butterfly.
"What I saw was a large group." Chu Mu said seriously.
"Oh? A large group, is this rare?" Elder Duan raised his white eyebrows and continued, "The black elf butterflies are also called 'butterfly souls that stay in the world'. They are born after the death of a creature. , appearing in a certain environment with a dark atmosphere, the survival rate is very low, so it is relatively rare."
Duan Lao said that he was also very interested in seeing the girl, and continued to say: "Usually when a life dies, an egg of a black butterfly will appear in this environment, and after the egg hatches, it will become a black fairy butterfly. When a life is born after death, many people will associate it with the undissipated soul of that life, and this is indeed the case. When a life dies, the soul wanders, and to a certain extent, it will rely on the newly born fairy butterfly, nostalgic for the world... "
"But black elf butterflies say a lot, and now most of them still tend to be ominous, death, and plague. You said that you saw a large group of black elf butterflies. How many are there, hundreds or thousands?" Duan Lao asked.
After listening to Duan Lao's so-called "a butterfly with a dead life" to the black elf butterfly, Chu Mu was stunned!
A life that passed away was a black butterfly, so the visually stunning scene I saw meant how many lives had passed away!
millions
Still tens of millions!
What kind of lives are those who have passed away!