Chapter 151 Ghost-faced Butterfly ([-])
Ghost Face Butterfly ([-])
After saying that, the foot moved violently, the person shot straight into the forest, turned around three times, and disappeared in front of his eyes.

The baby turns left and right in the woods by itself.looking for their own goals.

What a follower beast is, she knows, just like this little fox at her feet.Wild beasts, once subdued, will only follow the beast master from now on, be a student of the beast master, and die for the beast master...

As small as a beetle, as big as a wolf, tiger and ferocious beast, as for this world, there is one more thing, a monster.

Any beast can become a follower beast, it just depends on the ability and opportunity of the beast master.

This is why, in this world, the beast master is so powerful.

Because they can control a lot of follower beasts, one after another... and the strength of the beast masters themselves should not be underestimated.After all, if you want to recruit follower beasts, you usually have to be stronger than these beasts.

This is a natural mountain forest.This is a very primitive mountain forest.

There are many trees and vines inside, and there are countless insects, birds and beasts.

There are countless crises hidden among the trees.

However, relatively speaking, those crises are not too dangerous.

Wa Wa guessed that the beasts in the forest three miles away must be much more powerful than what she saw now.

Suddenly, the doll stopped.She stands before a wildflower with red roots.

On the flower, there is a colorful butterfly.

She looked at the butterflies and remained motionless.

She thought the butterfly was very beautiful, but she stopped, not because she was beautiful, but because she knew the butterfly.This butterfly is called a ghost-faced butterfly, not because it looks like a ghost-faced butterfly, but because it has non-toxic flowers and the pollen it collects is highly poisonous.

This was also recorded in the "Book of Beasts" she had read.

This kind of ghost-faced butterfly is said to be rare, and when it appears, it is always in groups.

It is very strange to see only this one here.

"Aowu..." The little fox at his feet suddenly called softly.

The doll came back to her senses slightly, and turned her eyes from Ghost Face Butterfly to the little fox, looking at it with slight doubts.

"Do you want to keep it?"

Doll asked softly.

The little fox seemed to understand, and let out another soft cry.

The doll nodded immediately, "Okay, then take it in."

(End of this chapter)

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