The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 466 Start, Dream Butterfly 3.0!

genius!

Just a fool!

This is the first time that someone has judged Song Lanyi as...an idiot without prejudice.

Song Lanyi woke up from where he was, frowning and resuming the battle just now.

Obviously it was only a few short moments, and the technique used was the same as before.

But under the hands of the replica, he has no power to fight back.

God fucking replicas!
Song Lanyi felt that he was the replica.

Who has ever seen a replica stronger than the real one?
but……

This is not the point.

Song Lanyi put on a face that was as thick as a city wall, ignored the phrase "idiot", held his chin, and began to think seriously.

What is the difference between her and the replica?

Suddenly, she couldn't help but think back to what the replica said at the beginning.

The spells are scattered like broken sand, so correspondingly... the spells of the replica are concise and tangible. In terms of the arrangement and combination of talents, they are more concise, but obviously, they are also more powerful.

Time passed slowly, and Song Lanyi kept his original posture, motionless.

The mist in the dream space miraculously calmed down like a spirit.

At the same time, the talent around Song Lanyi was gradually compressed and condensed, and finally dispersed suddenly. After repeating this several times, a lifelike dream butterfly, constructed with the Dao of Talent, stayed on Song Lanyi's fingertips.

The wings of Mengdie lightly closed, and there seemed to be a flash of inspiration.

Song Lanyi lightly raised his right hand, as if feeling something, and looked forward.

As if to test her conjecture, the mist began to surge again, and this time, it was still the clone.

Song Lanyi wondered if it was necessary to have an opening remark this time, so that everyone could get closer and give some pointers by the way.

But obviously, the replica has no such awareness.

He glanced at Song Lanyi, and the dream butterfly in his hand flew out again.

bang.

Song Lanyi seemed to hear the sound of glass burning and shattering.

Vision plunged into darkness.

well.

A brace.

Vaguely, Song Lanyi could only hear the frosty comment from the replica, "I'm so stupid!"

can.

The scolding owed in this life is destined to be repaid in this dream space.

When he opened his eyes again, Song Lanyi didn't care about those messy thoughts, but immediately relied on his memory to recall the insights he had just on the line of life and death.

After a long time, a dream butterfly, which looked simple and unadorned, appeared at Song Lanyi's fingertips again.

She sank into her dantian, with a solemn face, and suddenly shouted: "Activate! Mengdie, 4.0!"

The turbulent mist stopped suddenly, and then the replica with the same appearance as Song Lanyi walked out of the mist again.

Only this time, her eyes were a little complicated, as if she was carrying something.

Seeing Mengdie in Song Lanyi's hand, she just glanced away and waved again.

The field of vision slowly dimmed.

Dream Butterfly 4.0, failed!
The next moment, that frosty voice said calmly, "It has improved a little bit, it can be regarded as changing from a piece of rotten wood to a tasteless old elm skin."

Song Lanyi was enraged.

She sat upright, thinking hard.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Start, Dream Butterfly 5.0!"

brush!
A light flashed.

That cool, slightly mean voice said faintly, "I take back my previous evaluation, rotten wood is indeed rotten wood."

"Dream Butterfly 6.0!"

"7.0!"

"8.0!"

"..."

The successive deaths made Song Lanyi's will a little loose.

But under such conditions, her eyes were astonishingly bright.

　the second
　　
　
(End of this chapter)