Is Zongyingmei superhero raising monsters today?

At night, this city, which looks a little fake under the sun, finally blooms its true charm.It is like an elegant upper-class nobleman with a profligate charm, luring unknown travelers into the abyss.A bright red flower bloomed on her body, with some gunpowder smell.

That was Gotham Port, which was blasted by a bomb at the moment, billowing with smoke and dust.In the layers of dark clouds, the marks of bats are clearly visible.The black phantom cut through the flames, and the pitch-black cloak unfolded like real wings.

He stood in the flames, his hoarse voice seemed to be licked by the flames, "Whoareyou." His deep blue eyes were fixed on the man who stood up in the smoke.

He wears an aesthetically worrisome red hood that reminds Batman of a lunatic, one who wants to drive him insane.The thick smoke and hot flames are all stimulating his nerves.Reminds him of the robin burning in the flames.

"Redhood." The red hood said in a provocative tone, no one could see the man's wolf-like cold eyes under the hood, and there was something deeper hidden in it.He stared at the man in front of him without showing any weakness. He was once his salvation, his faith, his... father.However, this is just the past.

The tense nerves tingled slightly, and the veins in Mu Cangzhi's hand bulged. He rushed to the man and struck him hard.He didn't hold back, and seemed to be venting his hatred.

Batman's hands are better than him, and his combat skills are more mature than him.The sharp bat dart scratched a piece of skin on his neck and shoulders, and the red hood's clothes were soaked in dark red blood.

Maybe it was the stimulation of blood and pain, he rushed towards Batman even more desperately, maybe he wanted to die here, at the hands of this man, or maybe he wanted to leave a fatal wound on the man.His eyes are an ominous green, eerie.

"Salah, slap" Red Hood seemed to hear the crisp sound of a tambourine, which played in a wonderful rhythm, bringing him back to his senses.He backed away quickly, threw a pistol, and tried to escape the scene under the cover of the pistol.

He skillfully used the hook to walk over the city, and deliberately changed his previous movements to prevent Batman, who was chasing after him, from seeing the clues.

The bat dart accurately predicted his next position and tried to prevent him from escaping.The sharp blade grazed his hook, leaving a trail on the rope.The rope creaked and could no longer bear the weight of the red hood, and he fell in midair.

Falling down at his current height, there is only one possibility, and that is to be captured by Batman.That man was so thoughtful, how could he fall to his death.But he absolutely should not meet him in his current state.

As he fell, he firmly grasped a window sill, and the veins on his arms were clearly visible.He climbed up the window sill and started his escape journey again. He tried his best to escape.He found an abandoned warehouse in a panic and planned to spend the night here tonight.

The red hood pulled off the clothes on his shoulders, the blood on his body was still wet, but the wound was gone.He pulled up his clothes, remembering the crisp music when he fought Batman.He thought it was just his imagination, but now it seems that this may be something inhuman.

A dark purple butterfly flutters in the night, and under the cold moonlight, a streamer of light glides across its fragile wings.The long night has just begun when the butterfly transforms into a little girl with a tambourine, her eyes covered with purple ribbons, and strange symbols appear around her.A gust of wind blew by, and the figure of the little girl disappeared.

"Hmm, huh~" The little girl standing in the strange space hummed an unknown song, the purple ribbon was taken off at some point, and the intoxicating purple was imprinted in her eyes.This is Clover who came to the mission world. She tilted her head and looked at the small bubbles around her.That's where everyone's dreams come from.

"It would be great if the nightmare-eating tapir was here, he would be able to eat the nightmare." She frowned in distress, and the butterfly wings on the back of her head fluttered slightly.

She burst a bubble and was brought into this dream.There is no doubt that this is a nightmare.She looked up, and the surrounding woods were dark and gloomy, like ghost claws with teeth and claws.She shook the tambourine, and the crisp sound made her feel no longer afraid.

Clover looked into the distance, there was a warehouse hidden in the shadows, and the owner of this dream was in the warehouse.She flew to the warehouse and looked down from a narrow window.A guy with green hair was holding a crowbar and was hitting it hard again and again. The sound was dull, as if hitting someone.

She could hear the restrained cries of pain from the bound boy, she broke the glass without hesitation and flew down.The small body stood in front of the boy, and the crowbar hit her body hard.

"Woo." Tears couldn't stop falling in an instant, "It hurts." The soft voice was sobbing.On her neck, there is this mirror-like pendant, which emits a faint light.The crowbar-wielding green maniac paused, his arms twisted in strange ways.It was like being broken by a crowbar.

The alfalfa gently flaps its wings, bringing up tiny sparkles.The glitter fell on the lunatic's face, his expression was in a trance for a moment, and then he returned to normal immediately.

"Looks like I found a new toy, a cute little butterfly~" His voice was cadenced, making Clover feel inexplicable fear.His eyes were like a poisonous tongue, sticky and cold.

She shook the tambourine in a panic, and the copper pieces collided with each other, making a "rustling" sound.The bound boy stared at the tambourine, and when he heard the sound, he seemed to realize something.

Mysterious runes appeared around her, and pink butterflies gently placed the scarred teenager.The warm power healed all the wounds on his body.

The young man paused, then broke free from the shackles, stood up silently, and saw a clover with broken wings and a clown laughing wildly.He pulled the weak alfalfa behind him and smelled the fragrance of flowers on her body. The fragrance was very soft and not choking.

"Hoo hoo, fly away," she whispered, her wings recovering with frightening speed.She raised her head, showing a soft smile.

"Close your eyes." The boy said coldly, he picked up the stick on the ground and walked towards the green-haired lunatic.The stick was raised high and hit the lunatic.

"Hahahahaha!" The lunatic who was beaten not only did not groan in fear, but laughed loudly, "It's so interesting, come on, little robin, kill me, kill me, hahahahaha." He turned his head He vomited a mouthful of blood, and there was a crazy smile in his eyes.

The boy didn't say a word, his eyes were light green, he was really angry and wanted to beat this person to death.It was because of him that he died here.But he is still alive, still in Arkham, still making one game after another.

And Batman not only didn't kill him to avenge him, but even found a new Robin.Damn, damn, damn them all.After a while, scarlet blood splashed on his face.

"Look, the little robin is crazy, I really look forward to the bat seeing you. Will he treat you as a prisoner and put you in Arkham?" The clown said every word like a sharp knife Into the heart of a young man.

He thought of the bat dart that was aimed at him at night, the way the man looked at him like a criminal, all of which showed that Batman would really put him in Arkham, just like he did the Joker.

"Shut up!" Like an enraged lion, he threw his stick straight at the clown's head.With this strength, the clown will most likely be killed.

"Hey!" A tambourine hit the clown one step ahead of him, and he turned his head to see that Clover hadn't stopped throwing the tambourine, "This is the worst guy I've ever seen." Her cheeks puffed up angrily .

The boy looked at himself with blood-stained cheeks through the purple eyes of the clover. He threw away the wooden stick, picked up the tambourine that she used as a weapon, and wiped the blood on his face casually. "Who are you?"

"I'm a butterfly spirit, the guide in my dream." She frowned and smiled purely, "Well, can you return the tambourine to me?" She looked at the tambourine in the boy's hand eagerly.

"Tonight, it's not in a dream, have you seen me or helped me?" His eyes carefully scrutinized Clover's appearance, and paused for a moment on the wings behind her head.Butterfly?A human being can come back from the dead, and a strange goblin in Gotham might not be a surprise (probably).

Clover nodded, "Well, I've been paying attention to you for a long time." She said this unpreparedly, and the boy's eyes suddenly became alert, "You have a chaotic smell on your body, I am very worried." She sincerely He looked at the young man, ignoring her malice towards him.

After all, this is a dream, and as a guide in the dream, there are very few who can cause her harm here.Dreamland can be said to be her home field.

The smell of confusion, is it because of the Lazarus pool?His nerves began to ache again, and low whispers came to his ears, clamoring for chaos and destruction.Red Hood suppressed his irritability, and handed the tambourine to Clover.

"Shu la sha la la ~" The tambourine swayed gently, and the wonderful rhythm soothed his restlessness.Clover took a step forward, and Red Hood watched her warily, afraid that she might do something. "Well, I can't drive you away." She held the tambourine unhappily.

"I've decided~" Clover poked at the tense muscles of the Red Hood, "I'll follow you until the chaos disappears." She nodded to herself, feeling that she had come up with a brilliant idea.

"No, I don't need anyone to hinder me." The red hood refused with a full face. It was obviously unwise to keep a goblin who didn't know the details and abilities by his side.

"Then I'll follow you secretly, it's the same." She shook the tambourine and said nonchalantly.The purple eyes are like the finest amethyst, looking at him stubbornly.

The red hood choked, and he stared at the little goblin who barely reached his knees in front of him, threatening him solemnly.He bent down and picked up Clover, which was so light and weightless, that such a limp little fairy still wanted to follow him?

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Butterfly Fairy, a butterfly fairy who lives in the dream world.Use your own drums to guide people who are lost in their dreams.Sometimes he dances while playing, very cute. (Drumming dispels negative effects.)

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Mirror Ji, can counter damage by 100%.