Black butterflies danced through the air, accompanied by some miserable, shrill sounds coming from behind.
A black butterfly settled on Maid Miss's fingertip, slowly flapping its wings... Though it was essentially just a creation made of flames, it looked incredibly lifelike.
The miserable sounds had stopped at some point... The butterfly resting on Maid Miss's finger also transformed back into black flames, then slowly dispersed—the black butterflies flying around her did the same.
You Ye slowly turned around.
The woman had come before her, covered in wounds. Some had been there from the start, while others had just been inflicted.
Some of the blood belonged to the woman herself, while some belonged to the man.
There was even a horrifying wound on the woman's face... one caused by biting. A chunk had been brutally bitten out of her left cheek, which was still dripping with blood.
The woman and the man had clearly endured an extraordinarily brutal fight... There was no need to explain the cause in detail.
Maid Miss looked into the woman's eyes, then suddenly smiled. "Not bad eyes... Name?"
The woman slightly opened her mouth. Her lips were dry and wrinkled, as though she had been dehydrated for a long time. Yet the blood on her face slowly slid down, quickly moistening half of her lips. "Mei...la..."
Her voice was just as dry.
Maid Miss took out a handkerchief, walked before the woman... Meila, and carefully wiped the wound on her cheek. Meila did not move at all. She stared blankly at everything, did not instinctively shy away, and accepted it all as though her body had gone numb.
"Do you want your original beauty back?" You Ye suddenly asked.
In fact, if not for her disheveled state and the terrifying wound on her face, she should