Chapter 145: Surrender

(We've had dead people these days.) Can't go to bed late. A little less. Everyone is considerate and considerate. But ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ That's not the kind of suspicion about the strength of the ghost butterfly. It's an inexplicable expression. But that expression quickly changed to burning.

Because he also knows the true strength of the ghost butterfly. So he wasn't surprised that Ghost Butterfly had only suffered a slight injury and White Tiger had been seriously injured.

And because he believes that Ghost Butterfly is not an idle person. It is impossible to be afraid of the four great divine beasts of the White Tiger because of their identity. Be merciful.

However, what surprised him was what could make the white tiger, who had always been calm and composed, lose his calm. Thus disobeying their own commands. Attack her.

But......... As long as she's okay. That's it.

Ghost Butterfly also seems to realize that her actions with Tian Tian Mo are too ambiguous. There was a flash of depth in her eyes. This bottomless color is also reminding the sky not to let go.

But it's so easy to let go. The splendor of the sadism shimmered in the amber 'color'. It looks particularly dazzling,

What a smart person the ghost butterfly is. I immediately understood what I meant

ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ This 'bastard'. Do you want to make yourself softใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚

The corners of the ghost butterfly's mouth 'twitched'. But looking at the white tiger that was still silent on the ground, the bright red in the ghost butterfly's eyes seemed to flash again. But it doesn't seem to show up again,

And so on. It's not good. The ghost butterfly probed the silent white tiger. I'm constantly thinking about it,

She tried to break free from the strong embrace of the sky. But the strength is too small. All ended in failure.

But the drama at the corner of Mo Mo's mouth became deeper and deeper. There is also a rare trace of 'treacherous' in the amber 'color'.

Damn, it's so hateful. One day, when he becomes stronger, he will be the first to clean up this guy.

Hmph, okay okay. Ghost Butterfly calmed down. Treat him like a piece of wood. He was a piece of wood, a very tall and underbeaten piece of wood.

"Mo.". It's almost a machine's 'female' voice. There are no ups and downs or any ghost expressions to speak of. There was a hint of facial paralysis on that extraordinarily young little face,

"That's good. Go ahead. โ€ใ€‚ Mo stroked the pet as if he had to 'touch' the top of the butterfly's head. That doting expression speaks for itself.

ใ€‚ I'll go.... Is he treating me as a petใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ A trace of speechlessness flashed in Ghost Butterfly's heart.

But the ghost butterfly himself didn't realize that he didn't have that kind of indifferent dodge, but silently endured the 'touch' of the sky.

ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ใ€‚ Can I not bear it. Looking into his eyes, I had already told me the consequences that I did not bear, and the consequences of not bearing them were serious. It's serious. Ghost Butterfly thought silently in her heart. Covering the sky Mo also let go of the ghost butterfly.

The ghost butterfly walked towards the quiet and somewhat terrifying white tiger on the ground almost without stopping. She crouched down. Fine bangs covered her eyes again. People can't see its 'color' and meaning.

She attached herself to the white tiger's ear. Gently said, "Some things are unfounded, and it is understandable that you don't believe me." But if you have to know more. Then you'll have to try it yourself. But you have to bear the consequences. โ€ใ€‚

โ€œใ€‚ใ€‚ How. Do you think I'm afraid to take the consequences? โ€ใ€‚ The white tiger glared at the ghost butterfly. But thankfully, it finally spoke.

Not like the lifeless at the beginning. โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆ If you think so, so be it. Ghost Butterfly stood up.