Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 41 Ghost Sword Butterfly

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"what happened?"

Mo Shiqing naturally understood what his father was asking. He glanced at the girl kneeling in the yard and said, "She must have been exchanged." He remembered clearly that the two sisters, Mo Ranyi and Mo Ranyu, had silkworms in their hair. The eggs are all carefully selected for their high-quality appearance and are very likely to evolve into Jade Sword Butterflies.

The prerequisite for transforming into a ghost butterfly is that the jade silkworm itself is inherently deficient. Among the batch of silkworm eggs, two of them were like this. One was completely dead before it broke the shell, and the other...

Naturally, he didn't care about such a trivial matter, but he just looked through the records and combined it with what happened before, why the black cocoon was formed, and the whole story.

These little tricks are really nothing new, they are all left over from playing when they were kids.

Mo Qingtian doesn't care about the family members using such methods. No honest person can live long in the world of cultivation. He just has to fight for and plan for things that he doesn't have but others have. Only then can he live better than others and live better than others. People grow.

But which unlucky child would give up such an opportunity to others?
"Which one?" Mo Qingtian asked casually.

"That's her." Mo Shiqing gestured to Mo Qingtian with his eyes.

Mo Qingtian smiled, what a coincidence!
No, it was not a coincidence. He rolled his eyes slightly and figured it out. There was something really interesting about this.

"Her jade silkworm turned into a cocoon? Well, I vaguely heard that there was a jade spirit butterfly that evolved into a jade sword butterfly, but her?"

"You remember correctly."

Mo Qingtian handed the book back to his eldest son, pondered for a moment, and said, "Leave this matter to Lao Qi."

"My son understands." There is no airtight wall in the world. The reason why Lanyuan is isolated will definitely spread. This kind of internal disputes within the family are not beautiful if they are covered up and hidden. It is better to be generous and generous, so as to avoid future conflicts. More troubles.

The seventh brother was the one who didn't rub dirt in his eyes. In addition, he had stood up for the little girl named Mo Ranyi for the first time. Mo Ranjin fell into his hands, which was a relief for the lucky girl.

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Mo Ranjin was taken away and brought back again.

It was Mo Shiwen's idea to execute him in the closed Lanyuan in front of Mo Ranyi.

The head of the family, Mo Qingtian, kept silent, which was an invisible support in itself.

Mo Ranjin's cultivation level was sealed, and she knelt on the ground. The board fell on her back with a crackle, and in the blink of an eye, red marks appeared.

The female cultivators playing the board on both sides had expressionless faces and counted in a calm voice. The two of them cooperated tacitly. The board was played very rhythmically and the strength of the strikes was measured. It hurt, but it was bearable. The board fell in turn and screamed. Breathing in the wind, the skin was torn apart but no muscles or bones were injured.

At first, Mo Ranjin stood firm, gritting her teeth without making a sound, but then she couldn't hold on anymore, and was thrown to the ground by the force of the board. The punishment continued, and no one had the intention to stop. She I just felt that my internal organs were shaken out of place. If I hadn't pursed my lips tightly, the blood would have spurted out long ago.

Mo Ranyi sat cross-legged in front of her safely, while Mo Ranjin fell down and crawled in front of her.

She watched Mo Ranjin being tortured with cold eyes, and the viciousness and ferocity in the girl's eyes was shocking.

With a silk handkerchief at hand, Mo Ranyi had a smile in his eyes and moved very gently, reaching out to wipe Mo Ranjin's forehead.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, but it didn't go as expected, and it was all caught in the silk handkerchief.

Smiling, he threw the bloody silk handkerchief hard at Mo Ranjin's face. Mo Ranyi turned his hand and slapped it fiercely, hitting it more than ten times in one go. The palms and backs of his hands were sore from the shock. He stopped and found another one. He wiped the handkerchief and threw it lightly on Mo Ranjin's face.

A full hundred boards.

When the number was full, the female cultivators on both sides held Mo Ranjin up without any pity.

"This matter is not over yet." The soft voice was filled with a hint of chill, and Mo Ranyi's voice swirled in Mo Ranjin's ears with the wind.Mo Ranjin felt a fire in his heart, covered with a layer of ice. The cold and heat hit him at the same time, and he fainted.

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For a hundred days, Mo Ranyi was offered delicious food and drink in the yard. As the black cocoon swallowed more and more ghosts, the weak warm current grew stronger day by day.

The days are simple and boring. Every ten days, Mo Qingtian will come here and "feed" the black cocoon all the souls sealed in the Soul Bead.

Winter is coming quietly, the snowflakes are blocked out of the big formation, invisible and intangible, but the temperature suddenly drops, reminding her all the time that winter is coming!

How many people will have their jade silkworms spin cocoons this winter?How many jade silkworms will survive and die?

Looking at the entire room wrapped in black, Mo Ranyi felt panic-stricken. Will her jade silkworm die?

……

It's another night covered by dark clouds. The black silk threads have shrunk rapidly since the day, revealing the black cocoon inside. The black light is flashing, and the black threads continue to shrink, gradually outlining a vague outline. It can't be seen clearly, and only the faint outline can be distinguished. Shallow concave and convex undulations.

Boom!
The sound of the thread being disconnected made Mo Ranyi's heart feel cold, and then warmed up. He vaguely heard some sound, overflowing from the bottom of his heart.

A thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, piercing the silent night sky. The thunder fell like rain, one after another, and the formation was destroyed instantly...

All things are in order. The jade silkworm is dead and its ghost is about to disperse. However, it violates common sense and transforms into a ghost cocoon and mutates into a ghost butterfly. It will definitely be punished by God.

The thunderbolts struck the ghost cocoon one after another. Mo Ranyi felt the same feeling. He held his chest with his hands, enduring the severe pain of being torn apart, and stared at it, not daring to move for a moment.

Her heart and body ached to the point of numbness. In a daze, a hazy shadow appeared around her, erratic.

"Don't get close to her." Mo Qingtian's voice was no longer as calm as before, with a hint of trembling and uncontrollable excitement.

Her vision gradually became clearer, and when she saw the huge black butterfly with wings flickering in front of her, suspended in the air, her heart beat like a drum with an unsatisfactory "dong dong dong dong".

Ghost butterfly?

This is Ghost Butterfly!
Between yin and yang, it is transparent and void, and sight can easily pass through its body.

Under the night sky, the slowly stretched wings with black lines are like living creatures, jumping lightly, changing and combining different mysterious shapes.

The Jade Spirit Butterfly, which is very different from the clear and turbid mok, has clear arms and legs like lotus roots, and its body is chubby like a ball of dough.

The face is round, with a little baby fat. The ink-colored eyes are deep and dark, and the pupils are like black flames rotating in circles, making people sink into them unconsciously. The small mouth looks like it was drawn with a pen dipped in ink. The ink-colored Her hair hangs down to her bare feet.

Two black tentacles stood proudly upright, and the round little head was slightly raised, looking at her seriously.

If its wings weren't still moving, she almost thought she had an image outlined with black lines in front of her.

Except for the lack of a spiritual sword and the obvious difference in color, the ghost butterfly and jade sword butterfly in front of them were very similar.

As if sensing Mo Ranyi's thoughts, a black sword suddenly appeared, held firmly in Gui Die's hand, and he gestured lightly. Wherever the black sword that swallowed the will-o'-the-wisp passed, the air froze.

Mo Ranyi looked at it in shock, unable to recover for a long time.

This is not a ghost butterfly, but...

Ghost Sword Butterfly!
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