The misty clouds were like Amber, and the two elves were fixed in it.
Die Xiaodie stepped on the ground with her long boots, released her hands, and two motionless spirits flew out, falling to the ground with a bang.
The light pink clouds that surrounded it gradually dispersed, and it exited from the half - awake state. It opened its eyes and looked at the glazed rain Palace in the distance. Its long black hair had fallen at some point, and it was somewhat disheveled. It turned its head, hummed a song, and flew back unhurriedly.
It landed on the cloud and transformed into a palm - sized, dispirited butterfly. It lay on the throne above its head, feeling a little tired.
Su Hao opened the interface and checked die Xiaodie's body.
This was the first time the cloud - dream butterfly was used in a real battle. On the surface, it had a cicada in its left hand and a bird in its right hand, but in reality, it was still a little stressful.
