rebirth of wrong love farewell

The pounding sound of the ball-headed hammer on the stone table mixed with the thick vibrations composes a low-pitched melody like a cello, flowing in the quiet night room.

Looking at the thin slices of blue crystal brocade, the boy reached out for a pair of pliers, caught the edge of the wafer, twisted his wrist, and bent it into a natural arc of spreading wings.

Looking at the hinged shape of the arc wings, Liang Nuoyi casually took the carving pen, and carefully applied a layer of engraving on the empty parts.

Looking at the ornaments that had just taken shape, he took the iron dagger and carved the very fine and small markings along the wings. faint.

At this moment, the jewelry made by the boy is as gorgeous as a still leaf of a blue butterfly, and the three-dimensional and three-dimensional visual shock is overflowing from the whole body, and the faint scales are overflowing under the lamp. of hazy blue light.

And the empty shelf was ingeniously integrated with itself by the boy. It took him many days of design and program correction just for the hollowing out and perfect joint, not counting the inlaying of the whole body under the display mirror. Fine particles.

Pressing the jewelry's abdomen through the glove, feeling the source of its ripples, Liang Nuo picked up the pointed tweezers and lightly tapped on the specially reserved soft crystals. His eyes were full of courage and firmness, and his body was as tight as The slingshot is stretched to the limit, but the arms are as loose as cotton.

He silently recited the numbers in his heart, and when he counted to three, his arms, elbows, wrists, and fingers immediately exerted force to stretch the protruding soft crystal bag into a short and just right curved touch shape.

Stretch the soft crystal package at the other end in the same arc, and in an instant, a blue butterfly shining with star diamonds stood perfectly on the brocade.

Those red, flowing eyes seemed to be the finishing touch, rendering the elegance of its whole body, and presenting its quietness vividly.

The boy's eyes fluttered with a satisfied smile, he pulled off his protective mask, and exhaled lightly at Lan Die.

The air current hits the air, and the two pairs of colorful butterfly wings tremble slightly, like butterflies standing still on the petals about to take off, flapping.The two tentacles are also shaking slightly, adding a bit of real vision, making it even more fantastic.

Liang Nuoyi put it together with the brocade into the box prepared in advance, fixed it firmly, and closed the box lid.