Weird Recovery: My Abilities Have a Mind of Their Own

With the help of the bride of Luo, Ning Yu put on the dragon robe with difficulty.

It’s complicated, it’s very cumbersome.

If there is no one to help, this dress really can’t be worn by a person.

“Does the emperor dress like this every day?”

Ning Yu asked the bride.

If he is an emperor, he can annoy people to death by dressing like this every day.

“It’s not every day.”

“The emperor will pay attention to etiquette when he goes to court, but it is not the highest level of dragon robes, so it can be simpler.”

“This kind of dragon robe is generally worn only when performing the highest ceremonies, such as ancestor worship, heaven worship, etc.”

Ning Yu opened his arms and stood straight.

The bride waited for Ning Yu to dress the whole time.

After putting it on, the bride’s eyes shine.

“People heard the minister tout before, saying that the Son of Heaven is eight feet long, and the dragon is very powerful.”

“Arms hanging down your knees, hands thick and strong.”

“A pair of bright eyes under the dazzling purple-gold crown, the eyes are even more cold and sharp, and the cold air is compelling and people dare not peek.”

“Son of Heaven Long Yan, it’s not awe-inspiring.”

“Its sound is earth-shattering, like thunder rolling in the sky, thunderbolts, deafening, it can really be described as a dragon face!”

Ning Yu rolled his eyes: “It must have been said by the traitor.” ”

The bride covered her mouth and smiled: “The little brother is right.” ”

“The minister who praised the emperor, after the death of the emperor, the first one turned back.”

She circled around Ning Yu a few times.

“Not bad.”

“This dragon robe was worn by a real emperor once.”

“There is a remnant of imperial power in itself.”

The so-called people rely on clothing, Buddha relies on gold.

Ning Yu’s dragon robe upper body, although it does not have the imperial power of the real king in the world, it is also full of coercion.

Then the bride nodded the paper man next to her.

The paper man trembled rapidly, turned into the appearance of a bride, and then it spoke.

“People can’t leave the ancient ghost city for the time being, so they can only accompany their little brother to the noble party in another form.”

The paper man puts on the phoenix robe of the bride.

This phoenix robe itself belongs to the bride.

So when the paper man wears it, the nobility of the motherly world comes to the face.

The temperament of this transformation and the momentum of diffusion made even Ning Yu dumbfounded.

It turns out that people rely on clothing, Buddha relies on gold, not blowing.

Now Ning Yu somewhat believes why Beacon Huo plays the princes, and why the King of Feng is addicted to Daji.

“Let’s go.”

The paper man blinked his eyes and took Ning Yu’s arm.

Ning Yu touched the tip of his nose, pushed open the door and returned to the butterfly castle.

A real bride cannot leave the ancient ghost town.

She is a top catastropheric weird.

For the time being, the world does not allow the top calamity 843 difficult level to walk strangely and casually.

“It’s time to go to an aristocratic party.”

“They won’t last long.”

Ning Yu took the paper man to push open the door and walked out.

When he came to the castle hall, the whole castle was quiet.

The ghost lady and the ghost gentleman looked up at Ning Yu in a dragon robe and the paper bride in a phoenix robe.

They’re all stupid.

“Emperor: Emperor? ”

“Is it an illusion?”

Huangwei is not fake, Feng Wei is good.

They are ghosts and feel better.

The sudden appearance of these two heavyweight beings in a small aristocratic party is simply throwing mushroom bombs in a small puddle.

“See: See Your Majesty. ”

One after another, ghost ladies, ghost gentlemen, ghost servants, and ghost cooks knelt on the ground, not even daring to lift their heads.

Ning Yu walked slowly to the dining table.

He didn’t speak, and neither did the paper bride.

But the invisible pressure made the entire butterfly castle extremely depressed.

Until now, these ghost ladies and ghost gentlemen feel like dreams.

Ning Yu did not say that everyone was flat like the emperor.

Because he was not really an emperor.

The momentum is all supported by this real dragon robe.

The bride also told Ning Yu that if she could not speak, she would not speak, which was called majesty.

Therefore, Ning Yu took the paper bride to sit on the chair, quietly waiting for something.

A few minutes later, hurried footsteps came from the stairs.

The first thing to enter is the exaggerated and gorgeous skirt.

The skirt is like a monstrous cloud that covers a third of the castle hall.

Then a barefoot, purple and red figure ran down.

The one who came was Mrs. Rakusakura.

She covered her small mouth and looked at Ning Yu and the paper bride on the chair in shock.

With disbelief in his eyes.

There was hysterical excitement and greed under the eyes.

The higher the status of the corpse, the more expensive the planted dead flower.

Butterfly Castle is the most precious death flower she has cultivated.

But she had never cultivated the Death Flower with the corpses of the emperor and empress.

“The folk girl has seen His Majesty.”

Mrs. Rakusakura bowed her head and faced the saint.

The body trembled uncontrollably.

This is not a tremor of fear, this is a tremor of excitement.

Perhaps, the most precious flower of Butterfly Castle will be born today.

The people in the place where the bones were buried were embarrassed at this time.

The first one who couldn’t stand it was Jiang Fat.

The fat meat all over the body was squeezed dry.

A fat man of more than two hundred pounds, now as thin as a bamboo pole.

“I don’t want to play anymore.”

“I want to go home, it’s scary here.”

“Mr. Ning, save me.”

Jiang Fat lay on the ground and howled.

The rest of the players also have very bad expressions.

They were each wounded.

It’s like a toy that’s been taken apart.

This one is one less arm, that one is half a leg less.

Although Jiang Fat is skinny and boneless, he is quite complete.

At this time, they have reached the sixth level.

But how many levels there are, no one knows.

If it weren’t for Ning Yu still there.

Despair has long enveloped them.

“Yes, did Mr. Ning forget us.”

Wei Qing grabbed his hair with his only remaining hand.

Around his waist hung a bloody arm.

It was his own arm.

He can’t lose it.

The player trading house has very few consumables with regenerative power, and it is impossible to come by.

If you lose it, then it will really become Yang.

As long as it is not lost, it can still be picked up when you go to the hospital within two days, relying on some consumables, which will not affect the flexibility after that.

But once it exceeds two days, it is troublesome.

Even if it is connected, it will leave eternal sequelae.

These sequelae can only be repaired by relying on some special consumables of the copy.

“Don’t worry, I have a projection mirror here.”

“I’ll see what Mr. Ning is doing now.”

Master Silent Heart has long since transformed into King Kong.

Leaning against Gatling to stabilize his body, he then took out a copper mirror from his arms.

Everyone gathered around.

They were also very curious about what Ning Yu was doing now, and whether he had forgotten about them.

With Master Silent Heart wiping the mirror.

The mirror gradually has a picture.

The picture inside is the Butterfly Castle Hall.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it, everyone is numb when you see it.

The hall was full of kneeling ghosts.

Even Mrs. Rakusakura was bowing her head.

Ning Yu was wearing a dragon robe, and he also sat on a chair with a super beauty wearing a phoenix robe and was extravagant.

“Ah~” (Read violent novels, just go on Feilu Novel Network!) ）

“We are here to survive and suffer.”

“Mr. Ning is actually in the castle COS Emperor.”

“Aaaaa

“Mr. Ning definitely forgot about us.”

“Look at the castle hall, this is clearly cosplay, right.”

“He plays so well, and he has a beautiful company as a company, how can he think of us.”

Speaking of sadness, Wei Qing’s tears fell.

“Big guy, look at what I have become, if you don’t come to save me, I’ll be really cold.”

Jiang Fat also cried.

This should be the worst of all the copies he has lived.

“Master Silent Heart, can you contact Mr. Ning.”

Han Xiaoxiao and Suzuki Baizi quickly asked.

Master Silent Heart shook his head.

“In other words, we can only watch, and we can’t do anything.”

The loudest Hofsky . Gula was also a little broken.

Ning Yu didn’t know that Wei Qing and Jiang Fat were looking at him crying bitterly at this time.

Even if he knew, Ning Yu couldn’t care about it.

Because, he has reached a turning point.

Mrs. Falling Sakura is a real catastrophe-level weirdness.

If he walked out of the copy, Ning Yu would not be afraid of her. (aebh)

But here is a copy, she can fully exert her catastrophic and strange strength.

This kind of danger is by no means comparable to the sea blood corpse statue.

“Your Majesty heard that the falling cherry blossoms collect exotic flowers and plants in the world, and he was very interested.”

“I wonder if Falling Sakura can take His Majesty to visit.”

Ning Yu didn’t need to speak, because the paper bride had already spoken for him.

“It’s an honor for a woman.”

Mrs. Rakusakura was even more excited.

She bent over, bowed her head, and remained absolutely deferential.

“Your Majesty, this is the golden death flower.”

“It was once brewed by the most respected lady in Maple Leaf Ghost City.”

“The blooming flowers, if you look closely, you can count thousands of gold patterns, so the folk girl named it the Thousand Gold Death Flower.”

“Your Majesty, this is the Guitai Death Flower.”

Mrs. Falling Ying took Ning Yu to visit the Butterfly Castle.

Each precious death flower, she introduced in great detail.

The paper bride hit Hatchet: “Although this flower is expensive, it cannot enter His Majesty’s eyes.” ”

Mrs. Falling Ying quickly nodded: “Your Majesty, Empress, please here.” ”

She took Ning Yu and the paper bride towards the upper floor of the castle.

The higher the castle, the more expensive and beautiful the cultivated dead flowers.

The precious death of the butterfly castle is a lot.

Even if Mrs. Rakusakura picked the introduction, it took three hours.

At this time, they finally reached the top floor of the butterfly castle.

At the end of the stairs on this floor, there is only one door.

A stone door carved with a large number of death flowers.

Ning Yu’s eyes finally lit up.

He had been doing it for so long just to enter this stone door.

The props he asked for were in this door.

It’s very troublesome to want to enter this door.

Because it contains one of Mrs. Rakakura’s most precious death flowers.

There are only two ways to open this door.

The first method is to kill Mrs. Rakusakura and use her body to open the door.

The second way is to let Mrs. Rakusakura take the initiative to open the door.

Obviously, the first method Ning Yu could not do, so he could only choose the second method.

“Your Majesty, please wait a moment.”

After Mrs. Rakusakura bowed, the skirt behind her back fluttered.

In the flying, the skirt really turns into countless butterflies.

Butterflies of all colors.

These butterflies flocked to the stone gate.

The statue on the stone gate seems to be smeared with color, more and more vivid, more and more complete.

With the stone door carving completely complete.

Booming, it cracked in the middle, and a crack in the door appeared.

The butterfly stone door is about to open.

“Your Majesty, please.”

“Here is planted one of the most precious flowers of the people’s women.”

“It’s unique in the whole world.”

Mrs. Falling Ying bent down and respectfully invited Ning Yu to enter the butterfly stone gate.

Her whole body trembled even more.

She was even more excited.

She was almost out of control.

She now wants to separate the bodies of Ning Yu and the paper bride, and then bury them in the place where the bones are buried.

Ning Yu nodded.

The paper bride took Ning Yu’s arm and walked into the stone door.

The paper bride had curiosity in her eyes.

She was also curious about what Mrs. Rakakura’s most precious flower looked like.

Inside the door is a densely packed skull.

These skulls are like clay grains in a pot.

Ceramic grains have a special structure of porous, light weight and high surface strength.

It is mostly used in landscaping and indoor greening.

Because it can not only meet the water content needs of plants, but also meet the requirements of breathability.

And these skulls do the same.

In the sky of the skull land, there is a blood moon.

But that’s not really a blood moon.

That was where the blood of the corpse of Butterfly Manor gawed.

The blood gathered together gradually formed a spectacular blood moon.

The Blood Moon sprinkles blood rain every once in a while, watering the Death Flower of Butterfly Manor.

Of course, the most important place to water is this field of skull flowers.

In the very center of the skull flower field, a flower blooms that shocks everyone.

It’s like a dandelion.

A slender branch connects the flower head.

The flower head is formed by a dense array of dead flowers.

Each death flower is a different color.

They’re like butterflies stacked together.

The butterflies all settle on the buds, layer by layer, layer by layer.

At this time, a blood rain rained under the skull flower.

Watered by blood rain.

That dead dandelion has changed dramatically.

Its petals began to fly.

It’s like thousands of butterflies, like dandelion petals fluttering in the wind.

They carry a colorful glow and render the bones dreamlike.

The butterflies that fell to the ground quickly took root and bloomed into death flowers of different colors.

These landing death flowers are greedily sucking the scattered blood rain.

At this time, go to see the dandelion.

I was surprised to find that inside the dandelion was actually a head stitched together.

It roared, roared, cursed.

That head is Mrs. Falling Sakura’s former husband and the source of Mrs. Falling Sakura’s demons.

It is the first generation of death flowers.

It is also the source of all death flowers.

Lady Rakusakura grows it differently than other dead flowers.

Because, the death flower in front of her was brewed by Mrs. Falling Sakura with her own hatred and pain, and with the resentment and despair of countless corpses.

“Your Majesty, it’s beautiful.”

“It’s called Mengchunqiu.”

“It was grown by a civilian woman from the corpse of a civilian woman’s husband.”

“Therefore, it is also the husband of the people’s daughter.”

I don’t know when, Mrs. Falling Ying appeared behind Ning Yu, with hysterical fanaticism and excitement in her eyes.

The butterfly stone door of the skull flower field, I don’t know when it closed.