In the end, Ye Guilan couldn't escape the scene of being completely transformed into a spider, but luckily, it was just the little loli's pretty little face that turned into a spider head.

After Rourou's excitement faded slightly, his head turned back again, and Ye Guilan dared to turn his eyes.

He picked up Ye Guilan's hand with his little hands and pressed his face against it affectionately.

Ye Guilan looked at her actions with a smile and hugged her hard.

"I have to go find Sister Sixteen first. As for the elixir...it's better not to take it."

She rubbed her fleshy little head, "That thing is of no use to you. If you just want my breath... I'll give you something else, okay?"

Rourou nodded obediently and raised a sweet smile, as if she would listen to whatever Ye Guilan said.

Compared to Song Ranran's surly and stubborn character, Rourou is more tolerant, perhaps because her animal transformation is not as perfect as Ran Ran's, and she can only be kept in a first-class family.

She didn't see many things, she didn't have such pure hatred, and she didn't quite understand what hatred was.

Ye Guilan looked at Rourou's gentle eyes, she was different from Ran Ran, she didn't have so many edges and corners.

Immediately he set off to find Sister Sixteen. Ye Guilan stood in the teleportation array and gently waved to Rourou. Little Loli also waved to her with a sweet smile on her face.

Crow walked quickly to Rourou and grabbed one of her little hands, seeming to be communicating in secret.

Rourou raised his little face and smiled sweetly at Crow. The half of his human face that was not covered by the mask also slowly raised his lips.

The light flashed, and Ye Guilan lowered his head and smiled.

It's good for two children who both have scars to heal each other.

"Hmph~that little traitor~"

Song Ranran hummed, "I'm not like her, I only want Xiao Guilan~"

Ye Guilan walked out of the teleportation array and strode forward. He couldn't help laughing and teasing, "You don't want to sacrifice the spirit?"

When someone in the spiritual space heard his name, his golden eyes widened instantly, Ye Guilan, you cheated me!

"Of course I want to sacrifice the spirit~ The spirit is in Xiao Guilan's body~ It's the same~"

Song Ranran's giggle couldn't help but make someone in the cage shudder. That dead spider was still thinking about him.

The sacrificial spirit was a little annoyed and nestled inside its cage. When it could get out, it would definitely kill this dead spider!

Ye Guilan shook his head helplessly, and a figure happened to walk towards her, and he was a little overjoyed to see her.

"Xiao Guilan!"

Mei Liu ran over, "Why are you here? Are you here to deliver medicine?"

Ye Guilan hummed, "I'm also here to see Sister Sixteen."

"Looking for me? What's the matter?"

Ye Guilan looked at his concerned expression and tilted her head slightly, "Sister Sixteen, Ying Zai told me everything."

Mei Liu's expression froze, and Ye Guilan took a deep breath, "He doesn't know what the Throne Spirit is. I've told him. He said he didn't intentionally hurt the Mei family's uncle... your Throne Spirit.

"

Mei Liu sneered, seemingly not intending to forgive him.

"The environment of the Mei family is not suitable for the survival of the Yunsheng clan, which makes his character very impatient and unable to control himself."

Mei Liu pursed her lips and remained silent for a while, still not saying anything.

"Um, where was little uncle injured?"

Hearing this title, Mei Liu raised her eyes, her expression full of bitterness, "Is this the case for you, Xiao Guilan? You can't change this title, and so am I."

"You can't change it. You can't change it once you know it."

Ye Guilan smiled bitterly, and Mei Liu breathed out, "Should I be lucky that my uncle has become the throne spirit? His arm was twisted directly like that, and he can still recover and be safe and sound."

Ye Guilan was stunned. Looking at Mei Liu's expression that seemed to be smiling and crying, she suddenly felt panicked in her heart.

If it were the throne spirit of the Ye family, if Uncle Lieyang was hurt like this...

"He has recovered. He feels no pain at all. His arm was twisted and he didn't say a word."

Mei Liu couldn't help but raise her hands to cover her face, "Although I know this is an unchangeable fact, the person in front of me is obviously someone I know and are close to. How can I let go..."

"Sister Sixteen..."

Ye Guilan wanted to say something, but didn't know how to comfort her. She could feel the same way, because the throne spirits of their two families were the same.

"Am I too sentimental?"

Mei Liu wiped the corners of her eyes, "My uncle is obviously no longer here. That is the throne spirit. That is not him at all."

"What did you say?"

A voice appeared behind the two of them.

The moment Ye Guilan and Mei Liu heard this, they were both shocked.

Mei Liu raised his head and looked at the person who appeared here in surprise. He opened his mouth and subconsciously shouted, "Die, Aunt Die..."

Ye Guilan turned around. She was immersed in her own emotions and didn't notice anyone coming.

"gentlemen……!"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Fu Die had already jumped over her and went straight to Mei Liu.

Her hands tightly grasped Mei Shiliu's collar, so hard that she almost lifted him up.

Fu Die's eyes were full of depression, staring at Mei Liu, "Mei Liu, please explain to me clearly."

"Auntie Die, you..."

Mei Liu was a little nervous, but Fudie didn't give him a chance to escape. "I've listened to a lot of the conversation between you and Xiao Guilan. Please explain it to me clearly! Tell me clearly! Is the throne spirit him?"

Fudie's eyes were red. She held back tears and tightened her fingers on Mei Liu's collar.

"You just need to tell me if it's him."

Mei Liu's neck was sore from being strangled. Seeing Fu Die's complicated expression of anger, depression, excitement, and sadness, he finally looked away and said, "Really, what's the point?"

Fu Die's hand suddenly let go, she glanced at Mei Liu several times in a daze, then turned around and walked away like the wind.

"Sir, sir!"

Ye Guilan wanted to chase after her, but Mei Liu stopped her, "Xiao Guilan, let her go."

Mei Liu covered her neck and coughed a few times, "I don't even want to admit it, let alone... Aunt Die."

This is the second time that Fudie left the four major sects for reasons other than official business.

The first time was to see Meijian Yun, but this time, it was to see him.

Fu Die didn't stop all the way. Her mind was in a mess and she couldn't think. She only knew that she had to go to Mei's house and see him no matter what.

When she arrived at Mei's house, she couldn't find him, and couldn't even capture his shadow successfully.

With no other choice, Fu Die rushed directly in front of the Mei family leader. Perhaps her expression was too obvious, and the Mei family leader already understood it without waiting for her to speak.

"Fudie, you wait here."

The head of the Mei family sighed, "I'll let him come over now."

Fudie nodded blankly, and she sat on the chair as if she had lost her soul, a little dazed.

Until a figure walked in from outside the door, the head of the Mei family whispered a few words and turned around to leave. Fudie watched the figure walk in and closed the door.

Why hadn't she noticed before that her height and body shape were the same as his, and even her occasional walking posture was exactly the same.

When she was in the four major sects, she never took a second look at the throne spirit because she didn't like it.

He is obviously by his side.

Why didn't she find out?

Fudie's eyes were filled with tears. She looked at the yin-yang mask on his face and stood up from the chair.

"Take off the mask."

The throne spirit listened to her words without any movement. Tears fell from Fudie's eyes, and he roared like a beggar, "Take it off, please...take it off!"

He moved.

He raised his hand and took off the mask from his face.

He still had that handsome face, but his facial features were no longer as gentle as before, and his eyes were extremely cold.

Half of his face was covered with carvings of unknown meaning.

"Little Butterfly, please pay attention to me?"

"Little Butterfly, you are blushing."

"Little butterfly, little butterfly, little butterfly..."

"Little butterfly, have I caught you?"

Fudie's face was filled with tears and she kept sobbing. Her hands were tightly clasped by her sides. She looked at the man in front of her who took off his mask and revealed his face. He would no longer call himself Little Butterfly. In his eyes, it seemed as if he would never see her again.
To be continued...