Yun Lan suddenly reacted.
Oh, I know, this is the inner demon world!
But isn't it right?
I saw through the illusion before it even started, so I should go out now and form a golden elixir, right?
Why am I still here?
Yun Lan realized something was wrong instantly.
This is not a fantasyland at all!
Where is this?
Before Yun Lan could figure out what was going on, a high-pitched bird song suddenly came from ahead.
A huge black bird that looked like a small plane swooped down from the sky.
The wings set off a terrifying hurricane, and the surrounding leaves were instantly blown away, and some unknown objects also fell from the trees.
Yun Lan was shrouded in a large group of shadows, and a pair of vertical brown pupils were reflected in her pupils.
She tried to run away, but she was as slow as a snail compared to the big bird.
Just when Yun Lan thought she was about to be eaten by the big bird, the big bird suddenly fluttered its wings and left.
It seemed that there was no one else here at all.
What's going on?
This bird can't see me?
But I was clearly staring at it just now?
"Come on, let's go in quickly. This is the base camp of Baihuan Butterfly."
The voices of several monks were heard not far away.
Hundred Fantasy Butterflies?
Yun Lan found a place to hide and see what they wanted to do.
A male cultivator with a mustache pointed at the white caterpillar on the ground and said:
"Look, the ground is full of Baihuanhuan butterfly larvae, and some have already turned into pupae."
"Hahaha, we've made a lot of money. These Baihuan butterfly larvae are enough for us to sell for a lot of money!"
"Brother Li, you are still smart."
Li Wen looked at the larvae on the ground greedily:
"I've known for a long time that there are hundreds of phantom butterflies here."
"The two adult Hundred Fantasy Butterflies are dead, and each of us has a demon pill."
"We will share the Hundred Fantasy Butterfly larvae here equally and sell them to the Five Poison Sect."
Zhao Guang: "Will everything be sold to the Five Poison Sect?"
"Then the fate of these Hundred Fantasy Butterfly larvae is death."
Li Wen: "Nonsense, of course we have to sell them all. The Hundred Fantasy Butterflies are unruly and it is difficult to accept them as spirit beasts. Moreover, they can only sign a soul contract, which is equivalent to putting their own lives on the line." Only a fool would do that to a bedbug."
"Do you still want it to be your spiritual beast?"
Zhao Guang waved his hand: "Are you kidding? I cherish my life very much."
Li Wen rolled his eyes at him: "Then why do you worry so much? It's not a good deal to exchange these lowly monsters for money."
"If they die, they will die. They are lucky to be able to make money for us."
Zhao Guang explained: "I want to say, what if one of the Hundred Fantasy Butterflies in our hands is lucky enough to awaken the bloodline of the divine beast?"
"The Hundred Fantasy Butterfly is also one of the mythical beasts."
Li Wen sneered: "How can it be so easy to awaken the bloodline of a divine beast?"
"The Hundred Fantasy Butterflies are different from other divine beasts. They are not born with the blood of divine beasts."
"What's more, you still have to keep them. We don't have many resources. How can we have time to take care of them?"
Li Wen picked up the Baihuan Butterfly larvae scattered on the ground.
"It's a pity that this is the last place where Hundred Fantasy Butterflies exist."
"If you want to make money in the future, you will have to change to another kind of monster."
Huh, the monster is only worthy of being used by him.
Just use the monsters that are of no use to him to pay back the money.
Zhao Guang nodded: "You're right. How can I be lucky enough to meet a mythical beast? I'd better make money honestly."
Yun Lan opened her eyes wide and looked shocked.
What this person means is that the Hundred Fantasy Butterflies are going extinct?
What about my little butterfly?
No, they must keep the Hundred Fantasy Butterfly larvae!
Yun Lan was about to use the wind blade to sneak attack them, but she was surprised to find that she could not use her spiritual power.
Do we just have to watch them take away the Baihuan Butterfly larvae?
These two scumbags, knowing clearly that Baihuan Butterfly was about to become extinct, still wanted to capture them and sell them for money.
Desire for profit!
That Five Poison Sect is not a good sect at first glance.
Li Wen put the Baihuan Butterfly larvae into the spirit beast bag: "Okay, let's go. There are many monsters here, so it's not advisable to stay for a long time."
This matter was related to Little Butterfly. Yun Lan was anxious and immediately shouted out.
"Don't leave, stop right here!"
The two people seemed not to hear, and their steps did not stop at all.
Yun Lan finally understood that people here couldn't see her or hear what she said.
The little butterfly is still in their hands, I have to follow it.
At this time, the fallen leaves at Yun Lan's feet suddenly moved and made a rustling sound.
Um?
What's this?
I saw a small blue-white butterfly struggling to get out from under the fallen leaves.
Its left wing was hanging to the ground, looking injured.
Yun Lan's eyes lit up, she could not mistake it, this was the little butterfly!
small butterfly!
Fortunately you were not captured by them.
The little butterfly was gasping for air, and blood was bleeding from its body. It must have been holding its breath and pretending to be dead, and then escaped.
When Yun Lan first arrived here, the little butterfly was struggling to break out of its cocoon. Seeing that it was about to break out of its cocoon and become a butterfly, a big bird suddenly flew over and fanned the little butterfly to the ground, where it was covered by a big leaf. Living.
Before the little butterfly had time to open its wings, it fell heavily onto a stone.
Yun Lan's eyes fell on the stone next to it. There was a red spot on it.
Yun Lan's eyes were full of distress, why was the little butterfly so pitiful.
She couldn't help but shouted softly:
"small butterfly."
However, Little Butterfly couldn't hear Yun Lan's words.
The little butterfly looked around with clear eyes and shouted in a sweet voice:
"Mother!"
"Mother!"
"Oh, oh, oh, mother, where are you?"
The little butterfly wanted to flap its wings and fly, but its wings were injured. It could only drag its bleeding body forward in small steps.
Yun Lan's nose felt sore.
Damn those two!
The little butterfly no longer has a mother.
It has no home.
Yun Lan clenched her fists. She could do nothing but wait and watch.
She could only pray silently in her heart, hoping that the little butterfly would get well soon.
"Yun Lan, we are still a step too late, the Baihuanhuan Butterfly larvae have been snatched away."
A familiar male voice came, and Yun Lan raised her eyes and looked forward in disbelief.
Xiao Qi?
It turned out to be Xiao Qi?
This is my memory from ancient times!
Yun Lan's eyes turned and when she glanced at the person next to Xiao Qi, her breath froze.
It's me, that person is really me!
That’s what I will look like when I grow up!
'Yun Lan''s eyes flashed with murderous intent, "The aura of those two people has not completely dissipated, they should not have gone far yet."
Seeing a human monk coming over, the little butterfly held its breath again and lay motionless on the ground.
But this time, it had no leaves to protect it.
'Yunlan' turned around and discovered it.
"There is actually one Hundred Fantasy Butterfly left."
She came over and picked up the little butterfly and put it in her hand.
"Little guy, you are lucky to meet me."
