Chapter 143: Red pupils like blood. Black hair like ink.

"It's impossible to !!" The white tiger seemed to have heard something important.

An aura of rage spread through the air. It's like a fuse about to ignite. It can explode at any time. Together with the usual haughty eyes at this time. Full of shock and anger filled inside,

No way. No way. It's impossible for the white tiger to think about it. Because the old oracle rock core of the year was in front of his own eyes and the patriarch of the Heaven Covering Clan,

She. How can it be alive. How can it be.

But why do I hope that what this little girl said is right? . . .

But death cannot be resurrected. Even if she's the Destroyer. It can't be an exception.

This little girl can talk 'nonsense' no matter what. But she couldn't bring a dead man back into the world. And why should she disturb her already sleeping and vanished soul?

I remember she said it to herself. Although she has received many things in this life, others have not gotten. But she was too tired to live. I want to love but I can't love. I can't say what I want to say.

She also said that she would die in a peaceful place in the future. She just wanted to take a break. Sleep forever and ever.

But.. Why. For nine days, they did not spare her even after her death. Constantly spreading bad things about her.

What's wrong with her? The white tiger shouted unwillingly in his heart. It's like something is going to break through. Looking for something, or more. Rebelling against something.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. You've finished listening, though. You have to keep your promises. The black hair on Devilbutterfly's forehead obscured her eyes.

Compared to the anger of the white tiger. Ghost Butterfly is like a merchant who is 'trading'. Tell a result fairly.

"She's obviously dead, how can she be in the Protoss!" The white tiger heard the words of the ghost butterfly. The anger in his eyes was even worse. The bloody mouth seemed to swallow the ghost butterfly.

"I just know about it. Believe it or not, it's your business. Ghost Butterfly looked at the tiger's mouth that was close at hand.

She had no sign of dodging, just stood there in silence. Say these words in a flat tone.

Then it was as if she had thought of something. Her eyes flickered. "You and I are both smart people, and there are some things that we can't say too thoroughly. Can't say much either. โ€ใ€‚

The eyes of the ghost butterfly 'show' a little bit of angularity in the gap between the hair. It seems so unreal and unreal. It's so deep, too.

"Hmph. There's nothing you can't say, I think you're lying to me at all. If you don't make it clear today. You don't have to come up with this barrier."

The white tiger has the strength to come from somewhere. A handful of the aura that the ghost butterfly added to it. The whole body is filled with an unknown golden 'color'.

Even the wound on his body was healed. It seemed that only the dark red 'colored' blood on the ground could prove the battle just now.

Fighting armor! The ghost butterfly saw the unknown golden 'color' beside the white tiger, and couldn't help but think of these two words in her heart.

The Age Whisper Rock Core actually made a divine beast use desperate tricks. She. What kind of past is there?

And themselves. And how can he be virtuous? Let a mythical beast live and die with yourselfใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚

The white tiger looked at the ghost butterfly with a calm expression. The anger in my heart was even greater.

It may be that the white tiger's fighting armor is too powerful. Causing its large claws to grab the emaciated shoulders of the ghost butterfly. The ghost butterfly didn't even have time to hide.

Just when the white tiger was about to 'force' the ghost butterfly again. The barrier shattered suddenly.

The white tiger subconsciously looked back...

Then there was an inexplicable gust of wind.

The wind blew the dark hair on the forehead of the ghost butterfly. I saw that those beautiful eyes were as red as blood!!!