Chapter 21 Baby, You're So Fierce! "Morpheus" was very troubled, this...



Chapter 21 Baby, You're So Fierce! "Morpheus" was very troubled, this...

"Morpheus" was very distressed. This time, he woke up in an ordinary house, and all his collections were nowhere to be found, which made him very unhappy.

"Murphy" strolled out with light steps, determined to find something interesting.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks and tilted his head slightly.

“Clatter…clatter…”

There was another commotion in the house, a strange, chaotic, and wonderful atmosphere.

He raised his eyes, a hint of interest flashing in them, like a predator spotting its prey. His eyes were as black as ink, with a ring of golden patterns, like the sun, spreading around his pupils.

The surrounding air seemed to begin to distort slightly, and in places unseen by any of the insects, thick spiritual tentacles emerged one after another.

"Whoosh!" The sharp sound of wind and the whistling of a blade cutting through the air rang out together.

Atia spread its wings, the huge butterfly wings one red and one blue, covered with mysterious and intricate patterns. However, the wings were now covered with many scars, cuts and holes.

Atia seemed completely unaware, but simply took a thin blade from the end of the red butterfly wing. The tip of the blade gleamed white in the moonlight, clearly indicating that it was extremely sharp.

He raised his hand and threw the blade. The sharp, blood-red blade was incredibly fast, reaching its target almost instantly in the blink of an eye. However, the target... had vanished!

The blade was embedded in the sofa, emitting a buzzing sound as it vibrated. The black-haired male insect, whose arm should have been severed by the red blade, was now standing on the other side of the sofa.

"Morpheus" reached down and took the thin blade from the sofa. It was extremely sharp and icy cold to the touch; it was made of the finest scalpel material.

Before he could even properly appreciate it, he was suddenly attacked. A powerful hand, accompanied by a gust of wind, struck his neck. "Morpheus" braced himself on the sofa, using the momentum to bend backward and narrowly avoid the blow.

At this moment, the insect hidden in the moonlight finally revealed its face, with silver hair, strange eyes, a cold expression, and ruthless attacks.

"Morpheus"'s previously listless eyes suddenly lit up, her beautiful peach blossom eyes filled with interest.

Oh, how cute! A beautiful little butterfly.

Another attack came, bringing with it a strong gust of wind. This time it came from behind. "Morpheus" blocked with his backhand and at the same time reached out to grab the ankle that was kicking from the side. The skin and flesh were smooth and the bones were tough, as if it had infinite power.

Atia tried to pull his leg back but couldn't break free, so he used Atia's hand to leap up, his knee striking upwards, while his hands reached for the thin blade.

This male insect possesses incredible strength; we must defeat it as quickly as possible.

"Morpheus" loosened his ankle, took a step back to avoid it, and the next second his hands were like lightning to grab "Attia's" attacking hand. Using the force, he turned and pressed him down onto the large sofa bed.

Attia quickly gathered his strength and tried to pull his hand back, but the hand that restrained him was like an iron clamp, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.

He tried to lift his leg to continue the attack, only to find that both of his legs were locked by "Morpheus's" legs, and "Morpheus" was pressing down on him, leaving him unable to move for a moment.

"Morpheus" had "Atia's" wrist locked with one hand, and just as he was about to make a move, a sharp red blade came hurtling towards him.

It's another one!

Atia held a thin blade hidden in his other hand and lunged straight at Morpheus's neck.

The next second, Atia's pupils contracted, the red blade stopped, and the black-haired male insect gripped the blade with his bare hands. The sharp blade cut through his skin, and drops of blood dripped onto the bed.

"Morpheus," however, seemed not to notice and said affectionately, "Baby, you're so beautiful. What's your name?"

madman.

The silver-haired female insect was equally unafraid. Her red eyes deepened, and her half-retracted wings instantly unfolded. The wing blades at the tail of her wings struck "Morpheus" directly at the back of the head, and she said coldly, "Go ask in hell."

Seeing his aggressive demeanor, "Morpheus's" smile widened even further. He ignored "Atia's" attack and simply planted a light kiss on the little butterfly's lips.

His hands and feet were already entangled and locked in a stalemate with "Atia," and he should have been powerless to turn the tide, but the rapidly approaching wing blades inexplicably stopped in mid-air.

Atiyah's red eyes flashed with astonishment. He felt as if his whole body was inexplicably and tightly restrained, unable to move an inch.

What he couldn't see was that thick, transparent tentacles extended from behind "Morfield," which, like living things, entwined and caressed the butterfly's wings, binding them so tightly that it could no longer break free.

“Baby, you’re so fierce.” “Morpheus”’s voice was deep and sticky, his tone teasing.

At this moment, "Morpheus" saw an absolutely beautiful scene: long silver hair seemed to flow under the moonlight, a beautiful woman with heterochromatic eyes had a vibrant face, and butterfly wings, one red and one blue, exuded mystery and beauty.

This will be his most perfect collection.

"Morpheus" wanted him, her voice enticingly suggestive, "Be my collectible, and I'll give you everything you want."

"dream."

Atia coldly observed the male insect, realizing that he was definitely not simple and would be the biggest obstacle if he could not become an asset.

A glint of fighting spirit and killing intent flashed in his eyes as he searched for a way out, but...

not good……

A familiar feeling welled up in his heart at this moment, as if to pull him into an instant slumber.

Atia thought to himself, "This is bad," but then he saw that the huge silver moon was now obscured by clouds, and the room suddenly went dark.

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier... and eventually he could only fall into a deep sleep in despair.

"Morpheus" watched with a sense of wonder as the red at the edges of his pupils gradually faded. However, before he could say anything, those beautiful eyes slowly closed, the butterfly wings vanished abruptly, and his strong wrists lost their strength as he fell into slumber.

At this moment, the little butterfly looked even more docile as he held her in his arms.

A hint of regret flashed in Murphy's eyes. She lowered her head and kissed his forehead, her voice tender, "Baby, see you next time."

The bright golden lines in his eyes slowly dimmed, and he, still in his entangled posture, also fell into a deep sleep.

It's not his home turf yet, what a pity.

Outside the window, layers of clouds obscured the moon, burying everything back into the night.

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The night seemed to last a long time, leaving the insects in a daze, unwilling to wake up.

Atiya felt he slept more soundly than ever before, his mental realm completely peaceful.

But as soon as he regained consciousness, he felt as if something was pressing down on him. At the same time, the familiar smell of blood made him feel as if his previous experience was a dream, and he was still slowly decaying in that dark cage.

He felt his body and found himself lying on his side, with one hand on his waist, as if trying to hold him tightly.

But the familiar presence suppressed his vigilance, leaving him powerless; it was Murphy.

Murphy opened his eyes groggily, and what greeted him was a cool and handsome face, and a pair of misty violet eyes.

Murphy felt like he was dreaming, and pulled the silver-haired female insect closer to his chest before trying to go back to sleep.

Atia didn't understand why he was there, and he always felt that something was wrong. The smell of blood didn't seem to be coming from him, but how could a male insect be injured?

Just as he was about to speak, he saw the male insect, which had closed its eyes again, suddenly open them again.

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A note from the author:

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Thank you to "A Lemon" baby and "Sunny Moon" baby for the nutrient solution! [Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers]

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