Chapter 860

Looking at the countless butterflies in the carnival, the river also has some heart.

"It's reasonable to revel and have fun in time. Why do you want to hide? If you can hide this time, you can't escape every time." Jiang Feng thought.

Click!

Jiang Feng's body suddenly tilted, the flowers under his body drooped down, almost pit him.

It turned out that the flowers were withered, petals fell, and the stems were broken, leaving them in a state of ruin.

Just now also good a flower, thought became one ground withered, looked at is quite sad.

There is a saying that flowers bloom and wither, which is the scene at this time.

But it's also a good destination. It's better to protect flowers as spring mud.

At least it was pretty.

At least it was in full bloom.

At least

There is no hundred days of red flowers, there is always a day of withering.

This is the law of nature, and no one can change it unless he changes his life against the weather.

The wind is still blowing, the clouds are still.

More and more flowers wither, petals fall one by one, full of sadness.

Petals with the wind drifting to the distance, I do not know where.

Suddenly, the sky was full of petals, but the sea of flowers withered.

Just now the endless beautiful flower sea interprets another kind of beauty at this time.

The beauty of withering.

The petals of the Red River accompany the dark clouds.

The withered branches and flowers are injurious to the earth.

May the soft wind fly with me.

……

Seeing this scene makes Jiang Feng feel the importance of having fun in time.

Hua Hong is short, so is life.

Fly!

Let's fly!

The river breeze dances its wings, integrates into the butterfly group, and revels with everyone.

Enjoy the last good.

Soon, the wind became stronger, blowing away all the last flowers.

There are only isolated poles left on the earth.

Petals have also been blown in the distance, some, in the middle of all into ashes, scattered between the heaven and the earth.

Crows down, lightning everywhere, through stratiform clouds, direct to the earth.

Thunderbolt after thunderbolt, followed by big raindrops.

Patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter, patter.

It's raining!

The flowers are gone!

Prosperity is over in a twinkling of an eye!

At this time, the river also suddenly realized.

He should not enjoy that little pleasure and put his life in danger.

He suddenly felt that he was wrong, wrong.

"Ah, you should not be a thousand, you should not be ten thousand, you should not go with the flow."

"It's only when you have the backbone."

Jiang Feng repents.

Bang!

A drop of rain suddenly hit him, directly hit him confused, hard fell on the ground.

This time, I fell so badly that my wings were all broken.

He can't fly.

"What's to be done?" The river is blowing fast.

Now it's raining harder and harder. If you don't find a place to escape, you will be killed.

Plop!

Plop!

More butterflies were smashed down by the rain and howled.

you deserves it!

They deserve it.

Jiang Feng knows that now.

If the wings can't fly, climb with legs.

Without petals, there is no shelter.

Only by feeling to avoid, hope not to be hit again.

Running and running, we can't escape the damage of Rainstorm in the end.

After being smashed a few times, the river finally fell down.

"I can't do it. I can't do it this time. Maybe I will die in the fourth secret." Jiangfengdao.

"Master."

The little Eagle suddenly fell from the sky, grabbed the river wind and flew forward to avoid the rain drops.

"Hawk, how did you find me?" A glimmer of dawn in the despair of the river breeze.

"I have signed a contract with my master and can sense his position." Little Eagle Road.

"That's great. I'm glad you're OK." Jiang Feng said happily.

"That is, what is this rain? No matter how big it is, I can fly with it, and I can't touch a drop of rain." Hawk is a little proud.

From its extremely flexible position, it is definitely not boasting.

"Where are you taking me? It's not the way to fly all the time. You'll be tired sooner or later Jiangfengdao.

"I found a small tree in front of me. Although the tree is small, it can take shelter from the wind and rain for the time being." Said the little eagle.

Soon, the little tree that hawk said was found.

The little Eagle landed and put the river wind on a branch.

Sure enough, it's much better to stay here.

No matter how heavy the wind and rain is, as long as the small trees don't fall down, they will be OK for the time being.

The wind is blowing, the leaves are clattering, and the trunk is also swinging, which will break at any time.

The river wind and the hawk try to avoid the wind and curl up in the branches.

The wind is still blowing and the rain is still falling.

"Master, when is the end of it?" Little Eagle Road.

Jiang Feng shook his head, "who knows."

"I think it's a mess here after being ravaged by the wind and rain. The sea of flowers is withered and all flowers are dead." The little Eagle said, "we are a butterfly, and we will die with it."

Xiao Ying's words stirred Jiang Feng's heart and made him slightly stunned.

If they want to be destroyed, why do they struggle to break through the cocoon and become butterflies?

If you stay in the cocoon, don't you have to suffer disaster?

However, butterfly cocoon is not a place to stay for a long time.

Watching the rain fall, the river wind suddenly understood.

The secret is to tell him that if there is life, there will be death. If flowers bloom and wither, it is the law of all things in heaven and earth. All life should follow this established path.

In this way, if he wants to get out of this secret situation, he must break this rule.

Either stick to it and never die, or you can keep it in the cocoon.

Or, ignore the instant prosperity and bury yourself deeply, return to the earth and integrate into nature.

But these measures have missed the best time, and now it is too late to do any more.

If you can't do it, you have to die.

Jiang Feng was depressed and regretted that he didn't realize the truth earlier.

"No, there must be another way."

The wind of the river is not willing.

"Hawk, I ask you, when all hope is cut off, can you still find a trace of hope?"

Jiang Feng asks Xiaoying.

"If all hope is cut off, naturally there is no hope to be found. We have to leave our hope to the afterlife." Little Eagle Road.

"Afterlife?" Jiang Feng's eyes were stunned, and then he showed the color of ecstasy.

"Yes, it's the afterlife. Put your last life on the afterlife and start all over again."

"Now that's the only way to do it. It's better to take risks than to wait here to die."

The little Eagle asked, "how can we live in the afterlife? We can't reincarnate. "

"As long as we lay eggs and inject the last life into them, we will be reborn in the afterlife." Jiangfengdao.

"Can we lay eggs?" Little eagle was very surprised.

"Of course we can. As early as we broke the cocoon and became butterflies, I found that we were both mothers and could lay eggs." Jiang Feng said.

"Even so, there must be a male butterfly." Little Eagle Road.

The river breeze looked under the tree, "there's no such thing as that."

The little Eagle understood what he meant and immediately flew down the tree and toward the ground.

In the wind and rain, the eagle found a dying male butterfly and brought it back to the tree.

"Do you really want to do that?" Little Eagle has some diaphragmatic response.

No one will accept this kind of thing.

"In order to live and be able to go out, you have to do it like this. You have to remember that these are fake, not real behaviors. Just overcome the psychological barriers." Jiang Feng said.

"Well, I'll go first." The tail of the hawk is combined with the male butterfly.

After that, Jiang Feng did the same.

They were successful in receiving sperm.

So, the next step is to lay eggs.

This step only needs time to wait.

In the storm, they each laid an egg and stuck to the tree trunk.

As long as the trees are still there, they are not afraid of wind and rain.

This egg contains their last life and the hope of the afterlife.

"Master, I feel dizzy." The hawk was curled up and drowsy.

"Don't worry. Go to sleep. Just have a sleep." The river wind is not much better than the last one.

Soon, the wind blew them down. Under the dual effect of rain and wind, they were fragmented and integrated with endless ruin.

No more of them.

It's all over.

……

The wind was bright and the sun was bright, and there was no storm.

Or the endless sea of flowers, or those beautiful butterflies.

In the sea of flowers, a small tree.

On the top of the small tree, the two butterfly eggs are approaching maturity, splitting into slits.

You know, from an egg to a butterfly needs to go through egg stage, larval stage, pupal stage and adult stage.

The egg stage is the present stage.

If the eggshell breaks and a larva emerges, it enters the larval stage.

This series is a tedious and long process, which needs the test and waiting of time.

Click!

Click!

Two tiny sounds sounded, two butterfly eggs broke, and two larvae struggled to climb out.

It has entered the larval stage.

During the larval period, eating is the top priority.

They turn around and start eating their own eggshells.

Eggshell is their first delicious food, essential.

After eating the eggshell, they will begin their first molting.

Only after molting several times can the larva become mature and prepare for entering the pupal stage.

At the beginning of molting, the surface layer becomes hard gradually, and finally becomes a hard shell completely. As long as the hard shell is removed from the body, the molting is completed.

Therefore, only keep wriggling, can molting succeed.

The two larvae tried their best to wriggle and break through the hard shell.

This step is not difficult, as long as the force can break through.

After the first molting, they become a new larva.

Next, eat and accumulate enough energy for the next molting.

If you don't have any eggshells, you can eat the leaves and bark, absorb the sap from the trunk, and you'll be full anyway.

Click Chi, click Chi a gnaw, eat the belly fat round.

After six molts, they finally grow into mature larvae.

So the next step is to enter the pupal stage.

They want to spin their own silk and wrap themselves up to form a chrysalis, or cocoon.

When the sun is most poisonous, it is the best time to spin silk into a pupa, because it can quickly make the cocoon and pupa hard and prevent birds from predatory.

Spin silk and wrap yourself quickly.

Two cocoons form quickly.

They entered the pupal stage.

So, in the end, they are about to break through the cocoon and become butterflies, and return to the origin of the beginning.

The river wind returned to the familiar feeling, a dark, limbs can not move.

This is exactly what happened before the cocoon was broken into a butterfly.

He's going to have a new life.

With experience, he quickly made his limbs move, and then twisted his body to tear the soft shell outside.

Tear!

The shell was torn.

The wind of the river burst out.

The sun is still shining.

He is also called a butterfly.

Take a broad view, the sea of flowers gently swaying in the breeze, thousands of butterflies dancing, everything is so familiar.

"Master, we are really back." Little Eagle excited.

"Yes, we are back." The river breeze is equally excited.

"Well, let's find a place to hide. This is our last chance to escape the storm." Little Eagle Road.

"Of course, come with me." Jiang Feng said.