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Chapter 1889 Xiao Lan and Bing Feng(1/3)

Xiaolan flew to Baihuandie's side.

Obviously, for Xiaolan, the newly appeared companions make her care even more.

...

Xiao Xiao took steps again.

"You might as well come and recognize the door."

"Whenever you want to see Baihuan Butterfly later, just come over by yourself."

"If Linlin wants to see it, you can also bring Linlin here."

...

Bai Huandie's whole body was filled with an obvious aura of rejection.

The corners of Xiao Xiao's mouth turned up.

"Baihuandie, you must treat your guests well."

Baihuandie rolled her eyes in a rare and ungraceful manner.

Treat a ghost!

It would be nice if the unwelcome guest is not kicked out...

...

Obviously Baihuandie doesn't want to see Xiaolan.

For Xiao Lan, it has completely lost the curiosity it had when it first heard about it.

It even has some regrets.

What were you curious about at that time?

Isn't it just another Hundred Fantasy Butterfly?

Anything you’re curious about?

Are you asking for trouble now?

How come they are both Baihuanhuan butterflies, but their temperaments are so different?

...

Xiao Xiao got into the car.

Xiaolan was flying around in the carriage.

The curiosity about the internal structure of the car made it temporarily let go of the "destruction" of Baihuan Butterfly.

Baihuandie breathed a sigh of relief.

Slowly fell into sleep.

...

Looking at Xiao Lan who was parked at the air conditioner, her wings rustling in the wind, Xiao Xiao held her forehead.

Then he discovered that a certain monster's wings had completely covered the air outlet of the air conditioner, and Xiao Xiao coughed lightly.

Xiaolan flapped her wings and happened to cross paths with the driver's extended hand.

...

Feeling the cool breeze from the air conditioner outlet, the driver frowned strangely.

There was no wind just now... was it an illusion?

...

Xiaolan lay down on the car window.

Looking at the rapidly retreating scenery outside, his eyes sparkled.

...

Until it was time to get off the bus, Xiaolan was still a little reluctant to leave.

The moment Xiao Xiao was about to close the door, Xiao Lan flew out lightly.

...

"Like riding in a car?"

Xiao Xiao asked with a smile.

Xiaolan tilted her head.

He nodded, then shook his head.

"very funny."

"But the space is too small."

Xiao Lan was a little disgusted.

"It's better like this."

Xiaolan spun several large circles in the air.

Butterfly wings spread.

Sparkling phosphorus powder fell from the sky.

And quickly dissipated.

...

Xiao Xiao walked into the courtyard.

The Baihuan Butterfly, which had been lying motionless on his shoulder, suddenly fluttered its wings.

The next second, he was lying on the plum blossom.

The wings drooped.

The breath is close to nothing.

...

Xiaolan didn't pay attention to Baihuandie's movements.

Its attention was attracted by the white plum trees in the yard.

...

"Master Xiao Xiao."

Mei Nu appeared next to Xiao Xiao.

It glanced at Xiao Lan, who was looking at the plum blossoms blankly.

Xiao Xiao smiled, "That's Xiaolan."

Mei Nu suddenly understood.

Is it the Hundred Fantasy Butterfly that lives in the home of Mr. Xiao Xiao’s student?

It seems to be much more active than the sleeping one.

...

"Wow!"

Xiao Lan, who had been quiet for a long time, suddenly shouted.

The wings flap rapidly.

Wandering up, down, left and right around the white plum.

...

The monsters in the yard were a little startled by Xiao Lan's sudden movement.

Lingxu almost ran away.

Fortunately, Xiao Xiao was the first to hold down Ling Xie's body.

Otherwise, if he really runs around randomly, the yard will be a mess.

The Frog God breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gratefully at Xiao Xiao.

This big guy gets excited, and it can't be controlled by it alone.

...

Xiao Xiao touched Ling Xia's big horns comfortingly, and said in a soothing voice, "It's okay."

The anxious heart calmed down.

It also knows that it almost got into trouble.
To be continued...
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