its forty-four lost dreams, fantasy dance nightmare butterfly

The days of being in a daze, eating and sleeping lasted for a week. Li Xiaodao still couldn't touch the doorway of the real sculpture. At this time, instead of tossing around, it's better to relax.

"Hey, Ajiu."

Li Xiaodao called to the shadow, but it was a pity that he didn't see Long Jiu agree for a long time. He had no choice but to leave this area.

Leaving the empty valley, Li Xiaodao began to climb aimlessly. Four or five-high stones, a hundred and ten meters of Yuan cliffs, can't see the end at a glance. The layers of hillsides, whatever he likes can become the target of climbing. Sometimes it only takes four or five steps to sit up and enjoy for a while. It's laborious and fierce. It's dangerous, and you can't even use the dark blade as a climbing tool in exchange for an angle to see the scenery.

When you are tired, find a place to lie down. When you are thirsty, you can find a clear spring in the mountains. Everything is so simple. It seems that there is no entertainment, but it is extremely comfortable. Li Xiaodao thought about it is about the first time to feel this beautiful nature at ease and experience this strange and primitive closeness.

In the morning, noon, afternoon, and evening, most of the day was driven crazy by Li Xiaodao. At the same time, Li Xiaodao almost drained more than half of his physical strength.

Now that night falls, Li Xiaodao has no other ideas except sleeping. People who are really sleepy can really be used as beds everywhere. Li Xiaodao lay down by the grass under a tree, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

......

"What, are you happy?"

A man said to the woman who led the little boy over. It's this kid again, and this woman, er, who is this man?)

"How can you be happy with this kind of naughty child?"

The woman was not lady-like at all. She rubbed her hair hard and replied in distress. ( Cut, funny)

"I didn't ask you again."

The man curled his lips and said, bending down and touching the boy's head. It's so boring)

"Well, I'm very happy to be with xx."

The little boy said with a naive smile. What's the matter? I didn't hear this woman's name?)

"Forget it, that's it. I'm leaving."

The woman shook her hand and said goodbye. ( Strange woman.)

"Wouldn't you stay for dinner?"

The man seemed to ask casually, just as if he was talking politely. ( A hypocritical man.)

"Are you going to spy on me?"

The woman suddenly turned around, her eyes were extremely serious, and there was a trace of tyrannical feeling hidden in the seriousness. ( It's getting more and more inexplicable.)

The man looked at the woman without a glance, and then she calmed down. Looking down, the little boy was pulling the corner of her skirt and pulling back and forth.

The woman spread out her hands helplessly and sighed, as if she couldn't resist this kind of scoundrel.

"Let's go, knife."

The man said so. ( Knife? How can this kid's name be? My name is impossible! Absolutely impossible!)

I still have three months to know this man and woman. Who is it?

The dark orphanage and a quiet town, two completely different sets of pictures continued to flash in front of Li Xiaodao's eyes. He couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a fragment of memory. He didn't know that he desperately wanted to open his eyes. Yes, he realized that this situation was abnormal, even if he was not awake.

......

I don't know why Li Xiaodao struggled to wake up from his sleep. His forehead and back were sweaty. He sat in a place and gasped. He didn't understand why the strange dream appeared again a few days ago.

Li Xiaodao was sitting in a daze and looking at the dark grass, and a touch of ice blue flashed by in the moonlight.

Another flash, still the ice blue.

Suddenly, it stopped on its knees. It turned out that it was a butterfly with wings with ice blue background and silver patterns. It was so elegant and magnificent.

"Ice blue, isn't it?"

After being surprised, Li Xiaodao came to his senses and realized that he couldn't believe something. There was only one kind of butterfly in the world that the ice had blue wings, called "Fantasy Dance Nightmare", which secretly approached after sleeping, causing nightmares.

Li Xiaodao felt that he didn't seem to have a nightmare, but the appearance of the butterfly was clearly a "fantasy dance nightmare". That's right. Of course, this kind of butterfly can't be used as an ingredient. Of course, where this kind of butterfly exists, there must be another thing, that is, it almost only exists in sporadic records, not even photos. There are only a few incomplete and quick-written mysterious plants - Dien Linghua.

Grab it, and then find the spirit flower. Li Xiaodao came up with this idea in an instant.

Unfortunately, at the moment when Li Xiaodao was stunned, the dream dance nightmare butterfly had flown away from his knees.

Flying in the air, his wings scattered silver and white powder, exactly like the legend, Li Xiaodao firmly believed that this was the judgment of the dream dance nightmare, and immediately got up and followed.

If you distance from such a small thing in the dark, it will be difficult to find it again, so Li Xiaodao used full speed at the beginning.

But that's it. It seems that it has been swinging left and right, flying around, but the slow butterfly makes the Li Xiaodao who is chasing it unable to even touch the edge. The spontaneous sense of powerlessness makes Li Xiaodao begin to think about what's going on.

It seems that the butterfly's flying speed is many times slower than its own, but it is incredible that it can't catch up with it.

The butterfly is still constantly circling around the corner. How can this way of flying be fast, abnormal, too abnormal, Li Xiaodao thought so in his heart.

By the way, I understand that I have been staring at its movements, and I can't help but follow its movements. Any creature will produce hard straightness in disguise at high speed. Although this hard straight time is almost negligible, in this kind of chase, such a time difference makes Li Xiaodao unable to catch up with the fantasy dance nightmare. Butterfly.

"You don't need to stare at its movements, but get used to its movements and determine which direction it will go next."

Li Xiaodao said to himself like this. He also unconsciously realized the trick of tracing. Yes, staring at the other party, he can only eat a lot of ashes. Only when he is out of this state can he master his trace flow at a higher level.

"I got it."

After mastering the trick, Li Xiaodao could not blow his ashes, so he approached the fantasy dance nightmare and sighed happily.

But just before Li Xiaodao was happy, the situation in front of him suddenly changed. Of course, three nightmare butterflies appeared. Of course, this was absolutely impossible. The only explanation was that his eyes were deceived.

What's worse is that the distance between the three butterflies is getting bigger and bigger, flying in different directions, but Li Xiaodao knows that only one is true.

Once again, Li Xiaodao is faced with multiple-choice questions that can't be chosen wrong. One-third of the chance is that he can't gamble by luck. He firmly believes that there must be something that can find the real dream dance nightmare. However, it seems that there is not enough time for him to find such a method. The distance between the three butterflies has increased to three meters.

Li Xiaodao must make a choice! For the legendary Dian Linghua, the Dian Linghua that made his heart flutter, he wanted to catch this magic dance nightmare.