She thought that when she saw Daddy again, she would be a pair of white bones. She thought that she would never see her father's good-looking face again.
But all thoughts are covered, obliterated, and no longer existed by the real vision in front of them...
Grandpa Bai's thin body trembled slightly, and his heart was full of doubts, what is going on
With the jade cane in his hand, he tapped rhythmically. Although Grandpa Bai was shocked, he was smiling.
Good thing, this is really a good thing.
Having escaped the erosion of the bloodthirsty butterfly, the next road, as long as it can pass, should be successful.
Qianmo Qingcheng slowly opened his eyes, a pair of purple eyes, calm, and the cold air in his eyes burst out like fireworks, and disappeared in a flash.
Looking lightly at the petite figure, Qianmo Qingcheng smiled faintly, with a clear smile on his face, which is really rare, "Ling'er, father is okay."
Saying that Dad is okay, making Xue Ling'er cry.
With teary eyes whirling, I can't resist the phrase that Dad is okay.
Xue Ling'er raised her little hand and wiped the tears from her face, and nodded, her voice choked with joy, "Daddy is fine."
The blood stains are still blood stains, and the place where the blood bleeds does not know when the blood no longer bleeds.
Qian Mo Qingcheng raised his eyes and glanced at the thousands of butterflies that could not circulate, his cold eyes reflected a touch of light.
On the first jaw, Qianmo Qingcheng smiled lightly, as if she understood something.
Thousands of butterflies, all fluttering with their wings, seemed to be inspiring, but also seemed to be happy.
Circling and flying, it seems to say goodbye. Thousand Mos all overwhelmed the jaws of the city, and the butterflies left instantly.
Tathagata is silent and silent.
Everything is so dramatic. Qianmo Qingcheng easily, it can also be said that he passed the bloodthirsty butterfly level inexplicably.
Turning over and walking, his hands were again stabbed, Qian Mo Qingcheng looked so calm and continued to move forward.
The bloodthirsty butterfly just now, he thought, without the use of spiritual power, the bloodthirsty butterfly would definitely suck up his blood. However, when he was surrounded by butterflies, hundreds of butterflies were indeed sucking his blood.
Licking clean the blood dripping from his face. Suck away all the blood on the robe.
But, why didn't he suck up the blood along the wound all the time
I don’t know if it’s so pitiful, or so dramatic.
He just learned that bloodthirsty butterflies believe in purple.
If it hadn't happened just now, maybe no one on Mingfeng mainland would have known.
The bloodthirsty butterfly family likes purple the most.
Purple is the main color of the bloodthirsty butterfly clan, only worship, worship, and fear, but dare not hurt anything.
Qian Mo Qingcheng Xu was lucky. Originally, he preferred purple, and the clothes he usually wears are purple.
This time, Qianmo Qingcheng didn't notice the problem of clothing at all when he came to the front line of the End of the World.
Unexpectedly, at the last moment, the group of bloodthirsty butterflies was forced back unscathed.
At a distance of three meters, there were only poisonous thorns and purple flames, and they arrived soon.
When he came to Hualingtai, the wound that had stopped the blood was overflowing with thick blood.
In the cool air, the smell of blood spread again.
The jasper jade flower on the Hualing stage is outstandingly open, beautiful and enchanting, and beautiful too.
Coupled with the protection of a layer of golden light around it, it looks even more sacred like a flower outside the sky.
At this moment, Qian Mo Qingcheng stood up.
Although my legs are conscious, my feet have been stuck in many times because of the stinger.