"You know, you're a prophet, and even if I wanted you dead, I couldn't. Rarely, Nie Yang's eyes did not have the coldness and meanness of the past.

"Please, think of a way! I've been dreaming about that more and more often lately, and I'm afraid it's a harbinger of approaching events. Li Mai suddenly leaned down and knelt heavily in front of the two teenagers. "They say that men have gold under their knees, but I really don't have any other way today. I can't be selfish enough to go back and bring danger to Manman!"

Nie Chen didn't have any choice at all, just saw that the east was slowly turning white, and it seemed that the sky was about to dawn.

"Brother, this, what are we going to do? If we don't go back..."

Nie Yang was silent, for the first time, he felt that he also had something he couldn't handle.

"Since the two little brothers are so embarrassed, why don't you leave it to the old man to solve it?" Suddenly, a voice came from the depths of the dense woods, and Nie Chen, who was startled, shrank his neck.

All three of them looked in that direction at the same time, and saw a lean old man with a huge cane in his hand quickly revealing his figure from the dense green.

Nie Yang frowned, and he and Nie Chen were both protected in front of Li Mai.

"A demonic aura!" Nie Yang and Nie Chen both had their sharp swords in their hands and assumed a defensive posture.

"The demon world has never been at peace with our underworld, I don't care what your identity is in the demon world, but please don't meddle in the affairs of our underworld. Nie Chen also spoke solemnly.

"Hahahaha. Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" The old man of the stone lock hurriedly put on a kind expression. "The old decay is above the East China Sea, the lord of the Yingying Continent, and the stone lock is also. With that, he deliberately stretched the criss-crossing wrinkles on his face.

"Old Man Stone Lock?" Nie Yang and Nie Chen glanced at each other, who in this huge Three Realms has not heard of the name of this Old Man Stone Lock? But when the Hades King saw him, he had to sell him three points of thin noodles, not to mention that the two of them were only different. Therefore, both of them respectfully saluted the old man with the stone lock. But the shape of the body has not changed.

"Don't be so careful, if I really do you badly, I may have cleaned you up before you killed the wither. The old man laughed, and walked over to them, carefully examining Li Mai's face through the gap between the two of them. His slender eyes emitted a cold light, and Li Mai shrunk his neck, which was very uncomfortable. It seems that he is the lamb to be slaughtered in the market.

"Young man, you are trapped by love, right?" The old man tried to pass through the human wall of the Nie brothers, but after experimenting, he found that the two brothers had not retreated, so he smiled kindly again.

"Look at the current situation, both of you. This little brother asked you to kill him, but you can't do it. But it will soon be dawn, and if you two don't return to the underworld at once, will you die here? You see, if this is the case, he must not go back to the underworld, because according to his prophecy, if he goes back, your girl named Manman will die. But you can't do anything about him, in that case, it's better to let this little brother and I go back to the mansion on the Yingying Continent to cultivate. That Yingying Continent is not under the jurisdiction of the Three Realms, and he is safe with me. And he absolutely can't get out on his own. So, what do you think?"

The old man's eyes kept rolling over Li Mai's body, which actually made him very uncomfortable. But when he listened to the old man's words, the defenses in his heart were suddenly canceled out. Indeed, he was quite right. According to the current analysis, the method of the old man Shi Lock can be said to be the most perfect way to solve all crises.

He exhaled softly, as if to encourage himself, and then patted Nie Yang and Nie Chen's shoulders with both hands, pushing them away separately.

Nie Chen was stunned for a moment, "Have you thought about it?" Why don't we go back to the underworld and discuss with Sister Manman first..."

Li Mai turned his back to the two of them and waved his hand gently, "When I see Manman, it's even easier to leave." Besides, I didn't want to see her tears with my own eyes. "

Above the East China Sea, Yingying Island, inside the building.

The kind old man with the stone lock had already removed the kind of falsehood that could be seen through at a glance, and his expression was greedy and circled around Li Mai a few times, as if he was about to swallow him in one bite. He gently rubbed his dry palms, as if he was making the final preparations for a big meal.

Li Mai sat calmly on the chair, the world was suffering, what kind of person the old man Shi Suo was, he already knew it. But he also understood one thing, that is, the old man was not lying. Perhaps only in this canon, forever, the same eternal Manju Sawa will live in peace.

You see, these are all documents about the prophets. The old man Shisuo's smile was flattering, and he beckoned the little boy next to him to hold a large pile of bamboo slips in front of him. "You read first, and you have to know some of the history and abilities of you, your prophets. No hurry, no hurry. He rubbed his hands excitedly, as if he was very humble. This made Li Mai's heart sneer. Yes, since he decided to stay with him, the rest of his life may be dominated by this old demon.

Those bamboo slips and plum wheat read very quickly, because they were very fragmentary, and it seemed that they didn't know how many years ago the events related to the prophet were collected little by little by the old man with a stone lock. Cumbersome and meaningless. So, he began to think of Manju Sawa in the Yellow Spring, his red-clothed lover Manman. He didn't know if she was thinking about him too, if she would hate him, hate him for saying goodbye. Therefore, although the old man Shi Suo was already trying to help him slowly open the spiritual root of the prophet, Li Mai had no idea of cultivating at all.

Even, he began to be unable to sleep at night and did not eat during the day.

Love is like a poison. Sometimes it will seal your throat with blood, and sometimes it will slowly soak into your bones, eating away at your flesh and spirit little by little over time.

Suddenly, Li Mai was poisoned.

Old Man Shi Suo tried many ways to restore Li Mai's vitality, but all of them failed. He seemed to be preparing for some big move, so Li Mai's words and deeds were crucial. But Li Mai was very uneasy and seriously ill, and the old man Shisuo took care of the fragile Li Mai like an ancestor, and finally one day, he broke out.

He viciously pulled Li Mai up from the couch, wanting to ask him what he was not satisfied with, why he didn't study the spells of those prophets well! But Li Mai's emaciated body and empty eyes startled him, and he let go of the hand holding Li Mai with a weak heart, and saw Li Mai slipping softly. His lips twitched slightly, as if he was still saying something. The old man Shisuo's heart moved, and he put his face full of ravines close to his mouth, "Clear moonlight, sea of red flowers." Red Saman, slate bed. "

The old man's brow gradually loosened from his frowning state, and the corners of his mouth slowly pulled close to his ear, and he laughed.

Soon, he created a fiery red sea of flowers for him underground, and in the middle of the sea of flowers, there was a stone collapse. False moonlight made by spell spread over the red drapery, gently swaying with the wind.

"Manman!" Li Mai already needed the support of two people to be able to walk at this time, but when he saw this scene, he still struggled out and crawled into the rockfall. This night, he slept especially peacefully. In fact, before this, he had not slept for more than half a year.

The old man waved his hand to shield the other waiters, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

With the Prophet in hand, his plans can finally be set in motion.

Li Mai was actually a very smart person, and he had only relied on the cultivation book of the prophet that the old man Shi Suo had given him with a basic description of the not very clear one, and he had comprehended the cultivation method of being a prophet by himself. Therefore, his ability has improved by leaps and bounds. From the original fact that all events can only be known through dreams, cultivated to the point where as long as you look into a person's eyes, you can see the person's complete future.

For the first time, he felt good about being able to spy on the heavens.

The old man of Shi Suo is doing some business on the cards of the Upper Three Realms that is difficult to put in the pawn building every day. The so-called pawn shop is actually a huge pawn shop, but this pawn shop is a bit peculiar, it seems that anything can be traded, physical things, and even nothing. As long as you feel that the business is worth sacrificing something in order to get something, you can make some kind of agreement with Old Man Stonelock.

Li Mai naturally didn't care about this kind of business, he had been here for more than a hundred years. In the past hundred years, although he has grown rapidly into a qualified prophet, his heart can never forget the Manzhu Sawa of the Yellow Spring. Once, when his thoughts suddenly invaded his bone marrow, he also impulsively wanted to make a deal with the old man Shisuo, so that he could see Manman from afar. But when he came to his senses, he categorically rejected his stupid idea.

Yes, I can't meet Manman. Meeting Manman was the beginning of Manman's death.

Another hundred years have passed, and Li Mai's mind has changed from that weak and ignorant boy to a quiet, cold-eyed prophet. In the past hundred years, the old man has incorporated his prophetic abilities into one of the daily business of the pawnhouse. In fact, he really wanted to ask the old man Shi Suo, if he leaked the secret of heaven like this, he was not afraid of retribution! But he was no longer the ignorant teenager now, and he knew how to suppress his stupid thoughts.

There was a painting in his room of a woman in red dancing in a flower garden on the other side. It's just that the woman's body is light and delicately depicted, but the eyes are not painted. He was afraid to paint her with those eyes, because he was afraid to see her future through those eyes.

Her future shouldn't have been without him. But if she had someone else in her future, he would be miserable.

"Manman, do you still love me?"