Chapter 61 The Key to All Insects (Part 4)
The red light flashed and a rapid "beeping" sound was heard.
"Oh, it's still uncertain who will win!"
Xie Mian faced the incoming insect limbs head-on without flinching or evading. There was no fear on his face, for all of this was part of his plan.
"Goose Shifang!" he shouted.
The man and the goose were in perfect sync, and the goose flashed in front of Xie Mian in an instant.
The defensive power of the protective shield was raised to the highest level, and Xie Mian was protected within the protective shield.
"Bang--"
The insect limbs hit the protective shield heavily, just an inch away from Xie Mian's eyebrows.
At the same time, Xie Mian's long sword also slashed straight forward.
The long knife penetrated the protective shield unhindered and chopped down head-on, splitting the man's body in two. Red blood spurted out and the blood-stained necklace broke with a sound.
"Snap—"
The transparent glass bottle pendant arced through the air and slammed heavily onto the ground. Crystal-clear glass shattered into pieces, and an ice-blue butterfly specimen fell into a pool of blood.
The blood instantly stained its butterfly wings.
"No, my little butterfly, my little butterfly..."
The man's body, split vertically in two, fell forward at the same time, and his internal organs slid out of his torn chest.
The left and right halves of the insect limbs simultaneously stretched out towards the butterfly in the pool of blood, and the fingertips trembled and touched each other above the specimen.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”
The man carefully picked up the butterfly specimen and kept expressing his apologies in an almost desperate tone.
Blood gushed out from the cut surface of the two halves of the body, gathering into a pool of blood in the palm of his hand.
Afraid that his blood would stain the little butterfly, his insect limbs twitched convulsively, but he didn't know what to do.
"ah--"
Heart-wrenching wails pierced the sky. Half of the man's head was raised in pain, while the other half drooped in despair.
"Mole Cricket No. 3, return to the lab immediately and receive treatment!"
"Mole Cricket No. 3, return to the lab immediately and receive treatment!"
The pinhole camera lit up the glaring red light again, and the mechanical electronic sound repeated without any emotion.
Xie Mian's gaze suddenly froze on the ice-blue butterfly wings in the center of the bloodstain.
It was a blue so pure that it was indescribable, as if the sky had fallen onto the purest lake, and the edges of the butterfly's wings were tinged with a faint milky white halo.
He unconsciously stretched out his hand and stepped forward to touch the butterfly wings.
"Quack, quack, quack!"
Thank you, don't go over there!
E Shifang suddenly shouted, and the protective shield fluctuated violently.
He didn't know why he wanted to stop it, but some instinct was screaming wildly.
"I……"
Xie Mian slowly raised his eyes, his usually cold eyes now gleaming with a strange light. His pupils dilated slightly, reflecting the ice-blue butterfly.
"It's calling me..."
Xie Mian's voice was soft, but it carried an unquestionable certainty.
His long legs moved forward uncontrollably, and his usually upright and resolute figure now looked a little dazed.
The protective shield shattered silently.
Xie Mianbai's almost transparent fingers passed through the blood mist and stopped above the butterfly.
Green vitality lingers and flows at your fingertips.
Just as Xie Mian's fingertips were about to touch the butterfly wings soaked in blood, the two halves of Cricket No. 3's body suddenly jumped up -
"Get away! Don't touch him!"
The man let out an ear-piercing roar from his torn vocal cords, and terrifying murderous intent burst out of his blood-red eyes.
The pinhole camera's sharp alarm continued: "Warning! Return to the laboratory immediately!" But the man completely ignored it.
E Shifang's eyes flashed, and he swept his wings across, knocking the two halves of the crazy body to the ground.
The shattered pinhole camera was pressed under the body, and the red light flashed a few times before completely going out.
Xie Mian seemed oblivious to all this.
His fingertips finally touched the butterfly's blood-soaked wings—
The ice-blue butterfly that was supposed to be a specimen suddenly flapped its wings and took off!
It drew a bright blue trail in the air, circled around Xie Mian three times, then turned towards the unconscious Mole Cricket No. 3 and slightly fluttered its wings, finally turning into a stream of light and going straight into Xie Mian's eyebrows.
Yang Shu's eyes widened, and the insect limb he had torn off fell to the ground with a thud. "What...what's going on?"
Goose Shifang's feathers suddenly exploded, and his deep eyes shrank into a thin line. Just as Xie Mian leaned forward, a blinding white light flashed by.
A tall man in a white suit suddenly appeared.
The slightly curly silver hair falls on the shoulders, and the teardrop mole on the swallowtail is red and charming.
His slender arms steadily caught the falling Xie Mian and carefully pressed him against his neck.
"Mianmian?"
E Shifang's voice was gentle and tender, and his eyes were focused on Xie Mian's pale face.
He lowered his head and gently pressed his thin lips against Xie Mian's, rubbing them lightly without leaving any trace. His kiss was light, but it was secretly aggressive, as if trying to pry out a reaction.
After confirming that the person in his arms would not wake up, E Shifang's fingertips emitted a cold white light and slowly pressed against Xie Mian's eyebrows.
"Hold on..."
He murmured, exerted slight force with his fingertips, and white light seeped in like a thread, trying to peel the butterfly from Xie Mian's brain.
But the next moment, Xie Mian's body suddenly curled up, unconsciously clutching E Shifang's clothes, and a painful groan escaped from his throat.
“Hmm…”
E Shifang's fingertips trembled, and the white light suddenly dissipated.
He suddenly hugged her tightly, resting his chin on Xie Mian's head, and said in a hoarse voice: "...Forget it."
He couldn't bear to do it.
E Shifang picked up Xie Mian horizontally, and his drooping silver hair covered his gloomy eyes.
"Yang Shu, find a car."
His voice was low and contained an unquestionable sense of command.
Yang Shu wiped his face, turned around, and rushed into the ruins, but he froze after only two steps—the car that had been split in two had long since become scrap metal. How could he possibly drive it?!
"Big Goose, no, Brother Goose, the car has already..."
Before he finished speaking, E Shifang suddenly raised his eyes, and a black vortex swirled in the depths of his pupils.
Click, click, click.
There was a sharp sound of twisting metal.
In the reflection of Yang Shu's wide-open eyes, the car that was cut in half was strangely restored in reverse!
The broken frame reconnected, the broken glass flew back from the ground to the window frame, and even the splashed gasoline was returned to the fuel tank without a drop left.
Three seconds later, an intact car stopped quietly in place.
"The car... the car is ready..."
Yang Shu's eyes widened, and he rubbed his fingers on the car door again and again: "This... this is unscientific..."
"drive!"
E Shifang had already opened the car door and got in while holding Xie Mian.
As the car window slowly rose, E Shifang's fingertips inadvertently twisted Xie Mian's hair.
Outside the car window, Cricket No. 3's body, which was split in half, suddenly exploded into countless bloody mud.
“Tsk.”
The wheels rolled over the bloody mud, going further and further away.
In the blood mud, a lonely eyeball suddenly rolled.
Hehehe, I saw it.
whee……
whee……
Sticky tears of blood oozed from the pupils of the eyes.
Hehehe...little butterfly...
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