Chapter Eighty-Three: Control

"You're the Ascended Monk? The figure stagnated and turned, and the woman in the palace costume finally opened her mouth lightly and confided a fluttering word.

This woman's voice is soft, and although her words are full of doubt, they are as heartwarming as a warm spring.

The first time he saw this woman, although he had never seen her true face, Han Li's heart was moved, but this subtle feeling was fleeting. Raising his head and glancing at him flatly, Han Li said respectfully. "Ascended Monk Han Li, meet the City Lord. Han's weak cultivation made the city lord smile. ”

"You can speak, and you can soar to the immortal realm, which is enough to prove that you are much stronger than ordinary monks. The palace woman chuckled and continued. "I have heard from your men what you ask. As you thought in your heart, it won't be difficult for me to meet Yunshang Senpai, but if you want me to fulfill your request, you must answer me a few questions first. ”

Hearing this, Han Li pondered for a moment before nodding in response. Although the city lord asked, Han knew everything. ”

"Don't stay there, come up. The woman glanced at Han Li with a pair of watery eyes, then nodded slightly and said softly.

Han Li was about to open his mouth to refuse, but when he heard the soft words of the woman opposite, a ripple stirred in his heart, and he couldn't help but nod his head and slowly stepped onto the wooden bridge.

Just as Han was about to step onto the pavilion, the hurried words of magic light suddenly sounded in Han Li's sea of divine sense. "Brother Han, be careful of deception!"

Han Li was shocked when he heard this, his feet froze, and he raised his head and glanced forward, his eyes happened to meet the pair of crystal clear eyes, but at this moment, there was a little confusion in these clear eyes.

Han Li was only a few feet away from the woman in the palace suit, and at such a close distance, the scene in front of him suddenly swirled, and a sense of powerlessness appeared in Han Li's heart. Immediately, a look of horror appeared on his face. After a few breaths, he collapsed to the ground, his eyes closed as if he had passed out.

Seeing this, the woman in palace clothes was not surprised at all, but slowly moved to a jade bench and sat down without hurry. At this time, the blur in her beautiful eyes has disappeared without a trace, but an elegant and dignified posture, showing a detached temperament from the world.

After a while, the woman's hands on her knees were lightly raised, and her green wrists hidden in the sleeves of the white palace dress revealed a short stretch of white skin, and a pair of soft jade fingers pinched out a soft posture.

Ten jade fingers flicked, and ten red filaments of light shot out from the fingertips. In the blink of an eye, the filaments pierced into all parts of Han Li's body that was paralyzed on the ground. The next moment, the female jade fingers trembled slightly to varying degrees, and under the pull of the ten light filaments, her body that was already like a dead thing was pulled to sit upright.

Seeing the man opposite him sitting quietly, the jade fingers of the woman in the palace no longer trembled, and after the long eyelashes blinked up and down several times, she closed her beautiful eyes. This woman has a soft posture, and she has a unique elegance under the meditation.

It didn't take long for the woman in the palace costume to open a pair of beautiful eyes, her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked at the young man opposite with a complicated expression. "It's strange, this person's Divine Consciousness Sea is just a little stronger than an ordinary True Immortal Realm cultivator, and it is so difficult to invade. And judging from his current state, it seems that he is only in a semi-comatose state, and if he forcibly searches for his soul, he is afraid that his mind will be lost because he can't bear it. ”

The woman in the palace costume shook her head, and then seemed to think of something, hidden behind the light veil, and a silver needle with a length of an inch immediately floated in front of her. "Go", with a soft voice, the silver needle turned into a phantom and shot towards Han Li.

Han Li, who was sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, deaf to what was happening around him, as if he had fainted. The silver needle was extremely fast, and almost in the next moment, it drilled into Han San's body. At the moment when the silver needle was about to pierce Han Li's dantian and sit cross-legged on the villain's body, another crisp voice suddenly sounded, "Stop"! At the same time, the silver needle froze for a moment. At this time, the silver needle was only a few green silk away from Yuan Ying's closed eyes.

"It doesn't seem to be pretending, this person may have cultivated some special exercises, and it is really rare for the mind to be able to give birth to such a repulsive power. This method didn't seem to work for him, and now he had to ask something with the help of the Soul Booster, although it was a little troublesome. The woman in the palace dress then began to talk to herself again.

I saw that as soon as she collected the ten-finger technique, the ten red light filaments disappeared in an instant, and even the silver needle was taken back.

Subsequently, the jade fingers of the palace woman were put together, and the palms of the two green onion white jade hands were facing each other. After a burst of obscure mantra came out of the woman's mouth, a pink halo gradually grew between the previously empty palms. The halo continued to expand and contract, until a certain moment, the palace woman's palms changed several times, and then pushed the halo out.

The halo teleported in front of Han Li and burst open, completely enveloping his figure. A floral fragrance that is 100 times richer than before envelops the entire gazebo, and under the light smell, it makes people feel in a trance.

After the halo passed, Han Li, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, actually opened his eyes, but at this moment, the essence in his eyes was gone, and his face was even more dull.

"Tell me, who are you? Where are you from? Is Gao Sheng alive or dead?" Seeing the appearance of the young man opposite, the woman in the palace costume asked a series of questions disapprovingly.

"Han Li, flying from the Spirit Realm. The two of us were ambushed by two late stage monks of the True Immortal Realm in the Hantan Palace, Gao Sheng dragged the two monks alone, and the younger generation was able to escape by chance, and now I don't know if he is alive or dead. At this moment, Han Li seemed extremely obedient, and stiff words popped out of his mouth.

"The spirit realm, the interface of the lower realm called the spirit realm is not thousands, I'm afraid there are hundreds, does your spirit realm belong to the Xiaonanzhou realm group? The two late-stage cultivators, Yun Rin's courage is really getting bigger and bigger, and they dare to set up an ambush in the realm of the Immortal Ding Palace, Gao Sheng is afraid that it will be dangerous this time. The eyebrows were raised, and the voice of the woman in the palace dress was very cold, and in the end, the woman shook her head lightly.

"The juniors don't know what the group is, and Gao Sheng didn't tell me. Han Li paused and said without the slightest emotion.

"Well, then have you heard of a monk named Ma Liang in the Nether Realm, this person is powerful enough to sweep the Mahayana realm monks. The palace woman nodded and continued to ask.

"Maleonn...... Ma Liang ......" Han Li's eyes stared straight into a void somewhere, and he repeated a few words of Ma Liang's name in his mouth, as if he was trying to remember.

When the woman in the palace costume saw Han Li's appearance, her pair of watery eyes lit up, as if she was looking forward to Han Li's answer.

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