Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

As Yun Xuchuan said, when countless monster butterflies vibrate their wings and attack, the wind generated is something that a mortal, Ah Bao, cannot bear.

Not to mention that against the monster butterfly who is controlled by the butterfly king and who is not afraid of death, Ah Bao's face was scratched within three rounds of burning.

Moreover, Abao's fat all over his body became thinner after he overused the fire.

In this way, Ah Bao can no longer breathe fire, and everyone protects Ah Bao behind them and fights with all their strength.

Facing waves of butterflies that couldn't be cut and killed, everyone's expressions became more and more ugly.

Zheng Jianing was the first to run out of mana, "Third Prince, what should we do? We can't just keep killing like this. If we go on like this, we're still dead."

Yun Xuchuan glanced at Zhao Fushuang behind him with deep eyebrows, and said in silence for a moment: "Wait!"

After the sound of waiting came out, everyone more or less knew what to wait for.

Wait for Zhao Fushuang!

One by one, they no longer had any reservations, weapons circulated, spells flew around, and for a while, the scene was stabilized again.

Here, Zhao Fu crossed her arms and leaned her back against the wall, looking at the pink flowers all over the garden, and said admiringly, "Your poison is well maintained."

The little girl said like an adult: "I like to raise poison, but grandpa doesn't allow it, so I can only raise it secretly. If you can refine Mixiao Jiuquan, it shows that you have some talent."

Zhao Fu looked down at the little girl with a very complicated expression.

At first she went to steal the little girl, and the other party didn't even bother to talk to her.

She taught her how to refine the Michelle Nine Fountain, the little girl was only surprised for a moment, then smiled lightly: "Where did you get the Michelle Nine Spring?"

How to say this?
Zhao Fushuang: "I got it by chance."

"Smiling Nine Springs is just the lowest level of poison on Yaowang Mountain. I knew it a long time ago."

Afterwards, the little girl ignored her even though she had a lotus blooming in her mouth.

Until she tentatively opened her mouth: "You Huang, is he alright?"

Hearing these two words, the little girl paused, her eyes could not hide the light, "Do you know You Huang?"

Zhao Fushuang paused, seeing the little girl's expression, there was something Zhao Fushuang didn't understand, it was the light of admiration.

Zhao Fushuang said again: "Have you ever strayed into the Youhuang Road by mistake?"

Hearing this, the little girl finally looked at her directly: "There are no more than five people in this world who know the Youhuang Dao, so who are you?"

Zhao Fu's heart skipped a beat, "Are you a little princess, and also a unparalleled goddess?"

Sadness flashed in the little girl's eyes: "The so-called Wushuang Goddess is just a way for the world to murder my father and queen mother. It has been many years since I was called that. My brother and grandfather only call me Shuang'er."

How many years are many years?
She looked only six or seven years old!

However, when she said this, the little girl was sad after precipitation, but she didn't look like a six or seven-year-old girl at all.

Zhao Fushuang said: "Come with me, and detoxify them. How about I tell you about You Huang?"

The little girl hesitated, but finally nodded in response.

Zhao Fushuang has a lot to ask Shuang'er.

But now the top priority is that she can't allow her to say more, so she can only get straight to the point: "Are you friends with this Butterfly King?"

"That's right, there are no human beings on this mountain except grandpa and elder brother. I can only make friends with ghosts."

"Don't you think this Butterfly King is strange?"

"Yeah, Xiaodie has become very strange recently, very irritable, her mana has become much stronger, and she always wants to eat my blood."

Zhao Fushuang paused, "Eating your blood? Why?"

"A few days ago I hurt my hand while planting flowers. Xiaodie tasted my blood, so she always wanted to eat my blood, and even didn't allow me to leave."

Zhao Fushuang straightened her face: "Is your blood special?"

The little girl's eyes flickered: "Maybe."

blood.

Zhao Fushuang never noticed anything special about her blood.

"You promised me that you would tell me about Youhuang."

Zhao Fushuang let out a breath: "I only know that Youhuang will like you in the future, is this the answer you want?"

For a moment, the little girl blushed: "You, how do you know?"

"I can't prove what I said, you can choose not to believe it."

The little girl was silent and didn't speak again. Zhao Fushuang knew that she was willing to believe it!
"Do you have a way to make the Butterfly King retreat?"

The little girl shook her head: "It's up to you."

"Okay, then allow us to eradicate your grain poison." Only by eradicating the grain poison can we cut off the regeneration of densely packed demon butterflies.

The little girl negotiated with her rationally: "Grain poison is very valuable, I have no reason to do this for you."

Zhao Fushuang played with the white porcelain bottle in his hand: "Then I can't give you the poisonous python in my hand."

Seeing that Zhao Fushuang took out the poison again, the little girl blinked her big eyes, "Can I have a look?"

Zhao Fu generously handed it over, and the little girl's eyes lit up as soon as she got the poison, "It's so poisonous!"

Zhao Fushuang: "."

Why does it sound as exciting as talking about good wine?

It can be seen that the little girl really loves poison, and Zhao Fushuang also loves it, but there is nothing she can do to survive.

The little girl was happy with the python poison: "Shovel it."

Zhao Fu laughed and called Zheng Jianing, who had run out of mana, "Go and clean up the flowers."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

"Okay, Wushuang, I really have you!" Zheng Jianing scrambled to shovel the flowers.

Zhao Fushuang: "..." That's not true, the one who can cure her has to be herself!
Seeing Zheng Jianing shoveling flowers, Die Wang was furious, and his wings vibrated extremely fast.

The wind rolled up in place little by little until it became a whirlwind as tall as a person, and then the entire space became violently violent. The wind became stronger and stronger, and the small whirlwind turned into a hurricane. The entire space became unstable, everything fell, and the pink flowers were also uprooted. rise!

Everyone's face changed.

This strength is at least that of a quasi-immortal with a body of ninety divine plants!

I'm afraid that he didn't use his full strength just now because he was always concerned about not hurting the flowers!
Including Sui Mirage, everyone couldn't stand still, and they were all blown into the sky, floating and sinking in the air.

But the little girl remained motionless.

Zhao Fushuang could only hold on to the little girl tightly.

She said in a deep voice: "Shuang'er, only you here have the power to fight against the Butterfly King!"

Shuang'er: "I need a reason to help you."

Zhao Fushuang was silent, only Youhuang could talk to Shuang'er!

With a move of her consciousness, the bamboo bed appeared, "Is this enough?"

Shuang'er paused: "A secluded thing?"

Now, something is becoming clearer!

She has no escape but to face the past.

Zhao Fu nodded, "Probably so."

"Shuang'er, stop it from killing people, this one is yours."

Shuang'er put away the bamboo bed and replied: "Okay."

The little girl said: "Xiaodie stop, you will destroy the valley."

Xiaodie's eyes were red, hearing this, she vibrated her wings again, and reluctantly stopped her wings.

Zhao Fushuang actually saw cruelty in Xiao Hu's eyes.

This monster is afraid of flying away from good humans!

After Xiaodie stopped flapping her wings, everyone who was swept into the sky by the wind fell to the ground one by one in embarrassment.