This woman in the purple leno dress saw Han Li, a man in a green robe and an unusually ordinary appearance, who was in front of the Nameless Mansion, and that kind of shocked action was completely in Han Li's eyes.

Seeing that this woman was about to fall, Han Li's extremely skillful technique urged, and in an instant, a flicker of ink beside him had disappeared.

In the next moment, the woman in the purple leno dress who had barely froze her figure and had not really fallen, a thread of ink flashed quickly in front of her, and Han Li had already reappeared.

However, even though Han Li was a little excited in his heart at this moment, he didn't make too many moves, but instead used his Xuan Li to support the woman who had not continued to fall, sending a concerned gaze, a gaze that belonged to him most sincerely.

Originally, he had prepared a thousand words in his heart, but he couldn't spit out half a word at this moment, but for some reason, he was adhering to a secular etiquette that he didn't know why he would abide by it.

And the woman in the purple leno dress suddenly noticed Han Li's appearance, a way of appearing with ink threads, a kind of existence that she knew, belonging to the infinite admiration, her heart was shocked, and it was even better than seeing him, Han Li's appearance like this.

Her eyes, on the gauze that covered her face, a pair of clear and clear eyes, clear pupils, Han Li's upper body had already met her eyes.

The same was true for Han Li, even if she had already cast a spell under her veil that no one could see through it, looking at her, that kind of fascination was something Han Li had never seen before, even if she had soared to the present, for so many years, there had never been such a fascination. Fascinated by devotion, fascinated by dedication.

There was less than two feet between the two of them, and Han Li stood with his hands behind his back, but the woman in the purple leno dress was still trembling with excitement, and the two faced each other like this.

Nearby, pedestrians walked by, looked at each other and walked quickly, as if they had seen two people facing each other, so as not to injure themselves by mistake. And some monks walked by and found a fifth-order human demon. and another person who is more profound than the human demon cultivator is not known how many times the existence of zài. He didn't even have the desire to get closer, so he immediately took a detour and avoided it from a distance.

Time, Yu and the two seem to have stopped. I don't know how long it took. Han Li was still fascinated. The woman in the purple leno dress raised her eyebrows slightly, laughing, and Han Li could tell that the woman was laughing. A happy smile, a smile of relief, Han Li also reciprocated with a faint smile.

However, the woman in the purple leno dress seemed to have forgotten that she had already covered her face, her arm was raised slightly, and she covered her mouth and laughed faintly, and Han Li's face actually showed a slight Yin color.

"Brother Han! You are still the same, ordinary, but awe-inspiring! ”

The woman in the purple leno dress finally spoke, and her voice was still so familiar, that magnetism, that taste. The smile on Han Li's face was even stronger, and he opened his back hand easily, but instead of putting his hand in front of him, he looked at the woman in front of him and asked softly:

"Purple Spirit! How are you doing? ”

This woman in the purple leno dress is the woman who met and knew each other from the human world, separated from the spiritual world, got together, and missed the opportunity to meet after ascending, Zi Ling.

For Zi Ling, her character, and her good impression, in a certain level, she is better than Nangong Wan. Ever since the last time he had almost heard of her in the True Demon Realm, Han Li had long hoped to meet her, but there was always a little bit of fate between the two of them, and Han Li hadn't come to her until now.

And Zi Ling, the woman in the purple leno long skirt, she also knew about Han Li, his news, and his kindness to herself from the person entrusted by the treasure flower. However, Zi Ling was an extremely strong woman, and she was unwilling to accept help from others, even Han Li.

That is, recently, when his cultivation reached a certain stage, a certain stage that could not be surmounted, he planned to enter the city, and he entered the city quietly, but he was known by the person entrusted by the treasure flower, and Han Li was attracted by it.

"Brother Han! Thanks to your care, Zi Ling is well! ”

Zi Ling's words were very polite, still the same as before, and the hands that Han Li had released behind his back were also closed again. At this time, a thousand words met the indifferent Purple Spirit, and all of them were thrown into the water, Han Li did not speak, and the Purple Spirit did not speak, and once again fell into silence where only Xiao Feng blew lightly.

The breeze blew, and Zi Ling's purple leno dress floated up, rippling in front of Han Li, and the gentle sound of his clothes told the sorrow and parting of the two, but the two of them were in love and stopped being polite, but time slipped away quietly at this time.

"Brother Han! You came here to find Purple Spirit this time? ”

"Not bad!"

"Tong guò treasure flower?"

"Yes! Looks like you know! ”

For some reason, Zi Ling provoked other topics, Han Li actually became quite relaxed, and when he answered, his eyes and even his face lost his fascination, but at this time, Zi Ling looked away and said:

"Brother Han, back then, you asked someone to find Zi Ling, Zi Ling knew that your well-being was already satisfied, and seeing each other would only add unstable factors to the path of the avenue for you and me, so Zi Ling refused!"

Zi Ling's speech was still the same indifference as back then, the kind of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away, Han Li felt unusually familiar, but it was quite unfamiliar, as if he was facing a complete stranger, so that Han Li couldn't say a word.

Even, after saying this, Zi Ling raised the lotus step, bypassed Han Li's body slightly, and walked towards the mansion where he temporarily lived in the city, and said softly:

"Brother Han! This is not the place to talk, you and I might as well go to the humble house to talk again! ”

The time to speak had already bypassed Han Li, as cold as frost and snow, Han Li looked back, the figure that Zi Ling had moved away was not much different from back then, otherwise he would really have to wonder if the other party was really Zi Ling.

It was such a shadow, a graceful shadow, a beautiful shadow that was better than the world, Han Li smiled slightly, and also took a step, walking in the direction of Zi Ling's back, but it made Han Li feel a little lost.

Arriving at this nameless mansion, Zi Ling waved his hand lightly, the forbidden light flickered, and the vermilion door opened with a "squeak" sound, but Zi Ling stopped in front of the door and did not turn back immediately, Han Li stood at the steps in front of the door, looked up at Zi Ling, Zi Ling smiled back, and asked:

"She! Are you okay? ”

Such a question made Han Li, who was full of thoughts in his heart, couldn't help but be stunned, but he immediately understood who Zi Ling was talking about, and he also secretly guessed a trace of Zi Ling's intentions.

"She also left the spirit world, and Han arranged her to a stable place!" Han Li replied softly.

Hearing this, Zi Ling's face still covered with a light veil did not reveal any expression, nor did he see any flickering of aura, his eyes flashed lightly, and Han Li couldn't see what Zi Ling was thinking at all.

Crossing a threshold, the purple spirit had already entered the mansion, and Han Li followed suit, and the vermilion gate behind it "squeaked" and closed again.

This nameless mansion, when Han Li first came, had already been checked outside, it covered an area of about ten acres, it was not big, and most of its original body was a private house, but it was later added with a forbidden magic circle and became a monk's practice.

Inside, the mind swept away, a front hall, a few side rooms in the back, a verdant back garden, and a pavilion, which were relatively simple, but for the monks, it was enough.

The door had been closed, and Zi Ling, who was still facing away from Han Li, turned around slightly, and on her face, a veiled scarf floated down, and Zi Ling's peerless face, a beautiful face that could not be faulted, appeared in front of Han Li's eyes again.

Han Li's expression was faint and he smiled, Zi Ling walked lightly, and Han Li looked at the peerless woman who was getting closer and closer, and approached step by step.

Finally, Zi Ling's lips were pressed to Han Li's mouth, and the two hugged each other, and then, Han Li even accepted Zi Ling into his spiritual domain, and the two of them kept nephrite jade warm, reliving the foggy love of the past.

The next day, the two of them woke up, and the Purple Spirit was in Han Li's Spiritual Domain, between the small bridges and flowing waters, watching the fish swim in the water, the small beasts running in the forest, and the Dao Ying Song Yan was talking, with a thoughtful look, Han Li had already appeared beside the Purple Spirit.

"Brother Han! Is this the Spiritual Realm? ”

Han Li didn't speak, and soon, he saw a bunch of birds, birds, and beasts gathered on top of the purple spirit's head, circling and flying, forming the corresponding characters, which were the words "Transformation Spirit Realm".

"Brother Han's cultivation has reached the Immortal Monarch?"

Han Li didn't speak, he just stood beside him with his hands behind his back, nodded his head, and a glimmer of crystal light flashed in the corners of his purple spirit eyes, and he sighed lightly and said again:

"Brother Han! It seems that the gap between you and me, the gap is so big, it is impossible for Zi Ling to catch up with half a point! ”

Hearing this, Han Li naturally remembered what Zi Ling had said when he was in the Spirit Realm, and for this reason, he could only smile faintly, and at this time, silence was better than sound.

"What is she cultivating now?" Zi Ling asked.

"When I left the fashion back then, I was at the low level of the human immortals, and I shouldn't be as good as you!" Han Li replied softly after a moment.

"I remember when I was in the next interface, I thought that if I cultivated to the human immortals and demons, I would be able to get eternal life, but I still need to fight for life and death, I'm tired, really tired!" Zi Ling sighed softly.

Han Li also had nothing to say about this, she was different from Nangong Wan, Han Li couldn't comfort her too much, but he quickly remembered another thing, and asked:

"Purple Spirit! Would you like someone else to accompany you? ”

"What do you mean...... She? ”

Zi Ling turned her head to look at it, and when she asked, she shook her head and said coldly:

"Immortals and demons have different paths, not to mention ......"

However, Han Li gently raised his hand to stop Zi Ling's words, and soon after, Han Li turned his face and asked softly:

"Purple Spirit! What Han means is that you can have a companion, a companion who is connected to your blood! ”

As a result of speaking, Zi Ling reacted quite like Nangong Wan back then, faintly turning into a red face, looking at Han Li, he frowned rarely, with a look of disbelief, looking at Han Li without saying a word. (To be continued......)