Because the glazed immortal body was affected by the filthy aura in the mortal world, Su Li could only exert less than one-tenth of his own power at this time.

However, he didn't expect that this mysterious mortal boy was not bad, and after taking the opportunity to escape, he would be able to keep a distance for a long time without being caught up by himself!

"Immortals spare their lives!"

Ji Wuchen gasped badly.

"Calm your anger first, and let me explain it to you."

Knowing that his physical condition had reached the limit and he could no longer run, the blind boy sat weakly on a big rock, giving up resistance and waiting for Su Li to ask for the guilt.

After five breaths.

The strong wind engulfed a cloud of leaves, enveloping the dust-free clump and cutting many tiny wounds on the surface of his skin in a spiral.

"It hurts, it hurts."

The boy couldn't stand such a torturous punishment.

If Su Li slapped him and vomited blood and flew out, it would be simple, just seal the wound and the acupoint, and the pain could be suppressed.

Can ...... now

"Pain? Since it hurts, then explain to me why the immortals have such unbearable dreams! ”

There was a sneer on the corner of Su Li's mouth.

Pap Pap he doesn't mind, anyway, with his beloved.

He doesn't mind women's clothes, after all, he is a woman.

But God's grovel to a pervert, and kneel down three times in a row!

As long as the target of the strategy does not abuse Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will spoil him to the sky, do you understand?

What kind of broken script is given in the dream?

Spicy Chicken!

"A dream**, mysterious and mysterious, the hallucinations it produces are the imagination of the dreamer based on his own experience and emotions. As for why it doesn't exactly follow the dreamer's mind, it's because there is another dreamer involved in the process of constructing the illusion. Between the immortal and the Taoist, there is an unsolved love calamity, although I don't know what you dreamed of, but I think it must not be a pleasant story. So, isn't this exactly what the so-called calamity is? ”

The blind boy did not look flustered.

He knew that the calmer he was, the easier it would be to get Su Li's forgiveness.

"Forget it."

The immortal withdrew the spell and moved his somewhat tired hands.

The filth of the mundane world had a great impact on him, and he was suffering from death all over his body at this moment.

"Since you have to pretend to be a teenager and play naïve with me, then I won't bully a little kid, let's say, what is the metaphor of dreams? What is the destiny of the Taoist? ”

Keenly grasped the crux of the problem, Su Li was very detailed, hoping that Ji Wuchen could give him a reasonable explanation.

"Immortals are worthy of being rare smart people in the world."

The blind boy let out a long sigh, and endless memories came to his face.

Those painful pasts are like shackles that can never be freed, and he is ready to tell Su Li what he wants at the cost of carrying this memory and being locked in reincarnation for 30,000 years.

……

"This world is coming to an end?"

Su Li still couldn't believe it.

Looking at the beautiful mountains, rivers, lakes and seas in front of Zhong Lingyu, she couldn't imagine that the aura of the world was about to dry up, and the scenery of the four seasons was obviously beautiful and vibrant!

"That's right. My family is very old, with hundreds of thousands of years of inheritance, and was once famous in the cultivation world for its divination skills. Until one day, the patriarch's natal tortoise shell was broken, and when he was dying, he told his descendants a shocking secret. ”