Ghost Butterfly clenched Mo Gui on his waist and walked over slowly, as if he was not a person who was in a hurry to escape, but a passerby walking on the side of the road, everything was so natural.

In an instant, the distance between the two became closer and closer.

The air was depressing, the wind did not dare to blow, and the birds did not dare to call

At the moment when the steps of the ghost butterfly and the soho butterfly intersected, the ghost butterfly subconsciously looked at the soho butterfly.

At this glance, I saw that although the woman in red was expressionless, she gathered spiritual power at an extremely terrifying speed and attacked her.

The ghost butterfly seemed to have expected it, and jumped forward.

The huge aura made a one-meter-deep pit in the ground,

There was still a few traces of spiritual power next to the big pit, although it was only a little bit, but it was enough to make people frightened.........

This woman is really strong, a completely unknown attribute, a trace of excitement flashed in the dark eyes of the ghost butterfly, that is, the temperament that a strong person should have, when it is strong, it is strong, and when it is stronger, it is stronger.

At the moment of dodging, the ghost butterfly was not idle, and the dark luck aura shot Mo Gui, who had been holding it tightly, towards the place where Su He Butterfly was, and Su He Die's godless eyes printed all this, looking at the white arc that crossed over.

She could have dodged, but she didn't move, stretched out her hand, and then she grabbed Mo Gui effortlessly.

Because she grabbed the handle of the knife, several bright red blood marks appeared on her tender white skin in an instant.

The ghost butterfly actually injured a master of the realm of heaven and earth. This fact made people can't help but be surprised, but Soho Butterfly didn't care about the injury on her hand, and Ghost Butterfly didn't have any ecstasy, let alone the next move, but stopped moving forward.

Su Hodie glanced at the blood quietly flowing in her hand, she picked up Mo Gui in the hand of the ghost butterfly, but went to probe carefully, completely ignoring the ghost butterfly that Huo Hao Duo wanted her to see and the bleeding wound on her hand.

When she saw Mo Gui's three-point butterfly word.

You will notice that there is finally a strange emotion in her empty eyes, maybe she hasn't spoken for a long time, or maybe she hasn't drunk water for a long time, her voice is a little indescribably hoarse, or it is no longer dry.

"Mo Gui......... Mo Gui......... Mo... Return..."

She muttered to herself, like a child who had found a long-lost toy, and sat down on the floor with a thud.

Let the dust on the ground stain her delicate and cherished wedding dress, as if only the word Mogui was left in her world.

As she sat down, a pair of pitch-black shoes appeared beneath her perspective.

Who is the owner of these shoes?

Yes, it's a ghost butterfly,

She gently lifted Sohodie's body, her face moved a little closer to Sohodie, and her red lips were close to Sohodie's ear, as if she had said something.

But due to the distance is too far.

In addition, the ghost butterfly deliberately lowered her voice, and the small voice seemed to be heard only by Su Hodie.

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