It was a room with a small vase standing on the table, but the vase was empty. There is a huge, white "egg" in the place of the bed.

This "egg" is about a meter in circumference and is oval-shaped. But in fact, the "eggshell" is a white cocoon. At a certain moment, perhaps sensing changes in the outside world, the "eggshell" gradually cracked.

It vibrated as if something was trying to break out of its cocoon. This shaking is becoming more and more violent, and along with this vibration, the surface of the "eggshell" is cracked, and the traces of cracking are getting bigger and bigger.

Suddenly, the eggshell peeled off, and a brilliant and brilliant brilliance burst out.

The contents of it finally broke free from its shackles.

Its folded wings spread out to the sides, and it was actually a huge butterfly.

The butterfly is about two meters long, purple all over, and its wings are dotted with some gold dust, and its beauty is almost not real, like the most outstanding work of art in the heavens, mysterious, noble, and dazzling.

As soon as the wings of this big purple butterfly fanned, it brought a gust of fresh wind, and it exuded a strange fragrance, which became more and more intense, a bit like the smell of violet.

Suddenly, it flapped its wings and flew up.

The door to the room was closed, and with a flick of the butterfly's wings, it pushed it open. But its body was so big that it had to fold its wings to get through the door.

It was fast and agile, and after passing through the door, she anxiously searched the crowd before finding its owner.

She saw a black chick who was bullying its owner? The birthday boy hanged himself for a long time, hum!

The butterfly rushed over and flapped the chick with its wings, and at the same time, its eyes looked at its owner, who had a wound on his hand, and the butterfly actually wept.

Then, with a flick of its wings, some gold dust fell on its owner's wounds.

"Little flower?" Dong Huiying looked at this big butterfly and almost didn't dare to recognize it, but this was indeed her family's little flower.

Xiaohua rubbed her head against Dong Huiying's shoulder, and its gold dust fell on Dong Huiying's wound.

The gold dust melted when it met the blood, and I saw that Dong Huiying's complexion turned back to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black purple originally brought by the poisoning quickly faded.

Dong Huiying blinked, and her consciousness returned......

"Giggles!" The chicken cub that was fanned by the little flower took to the air, and it barked angrily at the little flower. I don't know if it's because people who practice Gu art are very incompetent in choosing names?

In short, Miao Qing raised a chicken and named the chicken Dahua. However, this chicken was more miserable and was stewed into soup and drunk. And the Gu Emperor cultivated by Miao Qing is also this little chick, and she named it Erhua.

As for Dong Huiying...... cough, that is, half a catty and eight taels, the name is also incompetent, the beautiful butterfly was named Xiaohua by her, the two are equal, they can't tell the winner, even in the matter of naming, it is the same...... Worst.

Fifty steps to laugh at a hundred steps?

The beautiful body of the small flower is stunning, and the purple butterfly is dazzling in the sun.

Especially Miao Qing, she couldn't help but hold her breath.

Beautiful, so beautiful!

And probably what kind of master raises what kind of Gu, the chicken cub was blown away by the little flower fan, very grudgeful, very angry, so he rushed over to retaliate.

However, the little flower flapped its wings and fanned the chicken cub again. This little spicy chicken, how dare you jump?

Xiaohua was also angry, and then saw it rush towards the chicken cub, bullying and dragging, super powerful, all kinds of ravages!!

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