Chapter 697: White ghost butterfly

"Friend, I am helping you." Hansen smiled and looked at Philippe.
Philippe said with distress: "I just want to take her away from the Devil's Mountain. I am not interested in this woman. I am doing this. If you can't leave you, I am afraid I will wake up. It’s troublesome.

"Do you want to give me to her?" Hansen looked at Philippe.
"Nature will not, how do you say it is to help me." Philippe thought about biting his teeth and said: "Let's go, don't say it after this, and never appear in front of her."
Hansen shrugged his shoulders and walked toward the canyon. He was originally only because one of the important partners of the Philippine Goddess Shelter, he helped him, but did not expect that there were some twists and turns. It’s a good thing to do something wrong.
Philippe took the woman to go outside, took a few steps and stopped to look at Hansen who had already entered the valley. The courage to come to the Devil's Mountain is not necessarily weak. He wants to see how Hansen's strength is.
Han Sen just entered the valley and saw that the butterflies in all directions were surrounded by Hansen. Most of the butterflies were recognized by Filipino, and there was no shortage of variants.
But the man walked in the canyon wearing golden armor, but turned a blind eye to the butterflies flying over, letting those butterflies fall on him.
Soon, the golden figure was covered with butterflies, as if the butterflies were playing around and forming beautiful pictures in the orchids.
Philippe was shocked and his mouth was wide open, so he couldn't close it.
Those butterflies can be poisonous poisonous butterflies. The existence of the mutated grades, as long as they bite a bite, or the toxic powder emitted when flapping their wings, can be very poisonous, even he does not dare to enter easily. canyon.
But the man did not care about the poisonous butterflies in the sky, letting the butterfly fall on him or flying around him, but the butterflies did not have the ability to bite his armor, and the poison powder did not poison him. Some are too amazing.
Suddenly, in the morning light, a white butterfly flew out of the flowers and flew toward the golden figure. Fei Lige suddenly burst into amazement and said: "Friends are careful, that is the blood-level white ghost. The butterfly, in its poison, the flesh and blood of the body will rot and peel off, and finally there will be only one bone."
The man seemed to have heard the Philippe's reminder. He turned his head and nodded to Philippe. At this time, the white-blooded ghost butterfly had already flown to his side, like a real ghost. drop.
The white ghost butterfly has a very different body shape, which is called the white ghost origin. Even if it is a strong person known as the fast sword, it is difficult to smash the white ghost that flutters.
But looking at the white ghost will be on the person, but the person is extending his right hand, the index finger and the casual clip, even put the white ghost between the two fingers.
The white ghost butterfly keeps flapping his fingers between his fingers and wants to fly away, but the finger is iron-hard, so that the white ghost butterfly struggles and flies out of the half.
Hey!
I saw that the man was holding it, and the terrible white butterfly was directly held in the palm of his hand, and the blood suddenly flowed down the golden armor on the palm of his hand.
The horrible white ghost butterfly was so pinched to death, and the man seemed to be completely free of signs of poisoning. He still walked toward the depths of the canyon, surrounded by butterflies, but the man was still surrounded by butterflies. It’s lazy to kill the butterflies and let them fall on them.
In the morning light, among the orchids, the butterflies of the sky danced with the golden figure, and the Philippine people who watched were a little bit.
"That man, wouldn't it be b god?" Waiting for the golden figure to disappear in the depths of the canyon, Philippe reacted, and suddenly he thought of such a thought in his mind and couldn't help himself.
But the man has already gone far, and Philippe now wants to ask too late, and can't help but say: "Damn, I knew I should first ask his name, maybe it is really b god."
The reason why Philippe did not ask the other party’s name was actually to protect the other party’s consideration. Even if Xu Yuan pursued it later, he did not know who the other person was and did not see his appearance. Naturally, it was impossible. Telling Xu Yuan what, so Fei Lige did not ask deliberately.
But now, Philippe has some regrets. He always likes b very much. He always wants to see one side. Just now, the person is very likely to be b god. If he missed it, he was very depressed.
Although I really want to chase the canyon and ask if the person is b god, but looked at Xu Yuan in his arms, Philippe still gave up the idea, he can not take this risk with a comatose woman .
Hansen was very happy. He squeezed the white ghost in one hand and suddenly heard the voice in his mind.
"Hunting the blood of the gods, the white ghost butterfly, did not get the soul of the beast, and the flesh and blood can be randomly obtained from 0 to 10 points."
Although he did not get the soul of the beast, Hansen has been very happy. With such a small white ghost butterfly, he can eat it in two, and he can increase the number of genes of the gods, which is more than the consumption of the large blood and flesh of a month. Use more.
As for the poison of the white ghost, Han Sen did not put it in his heart. This kind of poison can not help him to become the body of the ice muscle jade bone and the tunnel mysterious.
Just eating it directly, it really makes people feel a little uncomfortable. Hansen found a mountain corner in the canyon, directly fired the white ghost butterfly on the oil and baked it, put some spices, and smelled quite fragrant. Some are like a dish made on some planets called fried silkworm cocoons.
"This is a big supplement." Han Sen has been mixing in the shelter for so many years. He has no psychological barriers to eating these things. He directly throws the whole roasted white ghost into his mouth and chews it.
The taste is really good, especially the increased sound of the gene from the brain, which also offset some psychological negative factors.
This mouth went down, adding a six-point gene to Hansen, plus the flesh and blood of the gods that I had eaten some time ago. Now Hansen’s gene has reached 72 points, not far from full.
"If I can get more of such small blood creatures, my gene is already full." Hansen is also somewhat helpless. The last time he ate for half a month, he only ate a little increase in the gene of God. Hunting for small blood creatures.
Hansen is only fortunate to absorb the essence of life genes, otherwise let him go to eat the flesh and blood of those super creatures, except for a very small number of small, most of them are scary like a hill, half a year do not know whether you can eat.
Han Sen was preparing to pack things and continue on the road, but suddenly heard the strange sound coming from the side of the mountain, as if something was digging stones. (To be continued...)