The ghost butterfly seemed to be tired. finally ended, the 'chaos', 'chaos' chaotic consciousness leaned on the heaven-covered 'chest' and fell asleep.

Mother. Forgive me for my momentary 'sex'.

The black 'colored' eyes that had been half-closed and half-open were finally closed, and the breathing was so small that it was almost inaudible.

If you don't get close to the ghost butterfly, or if you know the ghost butterfly very well, you don't know that the ghost butterfly is asleep at this time. Because the calm appearance is like a feeling that you may wake up at any time.

"Is it clear?"

A man in blue looked at the two of them getting farther and farther away, and his purple eyes were a little deep.

He couldn't help but feel a flash of distress when he looked at the striking bright red on the boundary stone. But what could he do. After all, he had to respect her choice.

He thought helplessly. Walked over to the teleport. Disappeared there in an instant.

But he didn't see it. That bloodstain. As it dried up, the boundary stone eroded out a small 'hole'.

This 'hole' is not dark either. But the darkness of despair. And endlessly.

If Huo Hao Duo had seen this at that time, the situation at that time would have been very different. Maybe. Maybe she'll end up much better.

However, fate is a thing that is made up of countless regrets and nearnesses. No one can escape. No one can stop it.

It's like a reference answer. It's early in the morning, but it's a different process for different people to write. There is only one correct answer, but the process does not still lead to the correct answer.

＊＊＊。

What is it. It smells so good. The sleeping ghost butterfly seemed to smell something.

But compared to the scent that was not far from her. A familiar voice sounded in her head.

"Qingling's little grandchild'. You opened the seal? ”

Full of caring voices. Let the warmest place in the ghost butterfly's heart be touched.

"Hmm. Yes. Grandfather. Ghost Butterfly didn't want to hide the meaning of the year's oracle, and answered the question of the year's oracle very simply and clearly.

"That. Your body. ”

Sui Yu Yan heard the words of the ghost butterfly. There was silence for a while. I asked with concern.

“…… These aches, grandpa. I can still handle it. ”

Ghost Butterfly didn't want to worry too much about Sui Yuyan. He spoke quickly.

“………… An injury is an injury. Don't say anything to bear or not to bear. ”

Sui Yu Yan is still worried about the ghost butterfly. And there was a little helplessness about the ghost butterfly in that concerned voice.

"I see. Looks like I'm not strong enough. Grandfather. ”

Ghost Butterfly remembered how embarrassed she was when she came out of the demon world, and she even asked that guy to bring it back. It's really useless.

"You don't need to blame yourself at all. Qingling. It's only one last time to get bandages. ”

The voice of the old man was a little bit of the vicissitudes and powerlessness of the times.

"yes. One last time. ”

The ghost butterfly seemed to be responding to the words of the year. 'Kneaded' his forehead and the cold bandages touched between his fingers.

Myself. Are you really going to take this path?

Maybe it's like what my mother thought. Do it yourself. Yes, the real life of oneself.