Closer, as long as you get closer, you are within reach.
It was a spiritual flower, and it was also Luo Xue's life. It was very important, because he would rather not use a little spiritual energy, step on the road of thorns with bare hands, and let the poisonous thorns pierce into the body.
Let the toxins stray in the body, let the blood and blood, let everything... ....
As long as he can get the Jade Flower, he can give up anything.
Not to mention, this group of bloodthirsty butterflies.
There was no good place up and down the whole body, almost every inch of skin was cut and pierced, just waiting for the bloodthirsty butterfly to draw his blood.
The butterflies smelled of blood, and all of them were as excited as seeing their favorite flowers. They had to stop and absorb their favorite flower juice on it.
A group of butterflies, all circling around Qianmo Qingcheng, fluttered with delicate and agile wings, their scarlet eyes were especially permeating, shining with indeterminate light, extremely excited.
Qianmo Qingcheng smiled slightly, his blood-stained face lifted slightly, and he glanced at the species hovering around him.
Butterflies are really beautiful, beautiful bloodthirsty.
Sometimes, the more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are.
The breeze is like a silent command.
Like a flood, the butterflies attacked Qianmo Qingcheng, leaving no gap.
In the blink of an eye, the figure of Qianmo Qingcheng was no longer visible.
The only thing I can see is that on the road of thorns, beside the blood stain, a sitting human figure is surrounded by butterflies.
It's airtight, and you can't see the original human touch.
From head to toe, butterflies are all resident.
Xue Linger was shocked, her small face turned pale for an instant, in the sun, almost transparent, she let out a stern roar: "Daddy, Daddy..."
She has to break through, she wants to push away the butterflies, she wants his dad to come out.
There are so many butterflies, there is no gap, and her father would be suffocated to death if surrounded by them.
No, if she doesn't save her dad now, I'm afraid her dad will be dead!
"Ling'er, you are not allowed to go, you know, you can't use aura within ten meters, otherwise, the jade flower will wither, even if you save your dad, the flower withered, he will still be better than dead!"
Grandpa Bai grabbed Xue Ling'er's little arm tightly, just to prevent her from breaking away from her restraint, lest she could not be restrained, rushed forward, the spiritual power swept away, the butterfly is swept away, but the Jade Flower will be able to. Withered.
It's not that he loves the Jade Flower, it's Qian Mo Qingcheng. Just now he can see that the flower is more important than Qian Mo Qingcheng's life.
If it is ruined, he does not guarantee that Qianmo Qingcheng will ruin the horizon in anger when he knows.
Xue Ling'er didn't care about Grandpa Bai's persuasion, she was completely focused on the safety of Qianmo Qingcheng.
Moreover, she is also a child who knows how to measure, although she is young, she is not stupid.
She flicked her sleeves coldly, Xue Linger looked at Grandpa Bai with a hard-hearted attitude she had never had before, "Grandpa, don't worry, I know that proportions are more important than his life, and I will not Let that flower wither. I just need to save Daddy."
Grandpa Bai looked at the coldness in Xue Ling'er's eyes, and his heart trembled. As expected, this child regarded Qianmo Qingcheng as her own father.
I have never seen Xue Ling'er with such a persistent and cold attitude.
In the past, she was laughing and joking, how could she think of it, a thousand strangers all over the city,