Chapter 142 (Nanzhao) Huang Li
"Master, you have had mercy on all beings, but have you ever had a trace of pity on me." Li'er smiled weakly, tears welled up, I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to live, but if even she left the master, how could the master be lonely.
It's good, it's good, after so many years, so many years of infatuation, after all, it can't reach the cinnabar in the master's heart.
Li'er stopped struggling, and the whole person collapsed on the ground, allowing the masked man to choke her neck, and with a little more force, he could pinch her throat bone.
However, the man in the wheelchair stopped, his fingers were bent, and he was still holding Li'er's neck, but he slowly took his hand back, and his sister said that he should have compassion for all sentient beings, but why, he can be blessed in all directions, but the people around him are always injured!
"Ahem, ahem." Because of the man's letting go, the air that poured into his chest stimulated Li'er to cough violently, and his face turned from dying purple to blood red.
"Li'er, in fact, cultivating as an adult is much more painful than being a bird, if you can choose again, are you still willing to cultivate?" The masked man spoke slowly, asking very softly.
After Li'er finished the breath in his chest, the tears had dried, and he had some expectations in his indifference: "The lifespan of a bird is limited, if you do it all over again, as long as you can always accompany your master, Li'er is still willing to cultivate." ”
"Silly bird, silly girl." The masked man burst out laughing, the laughter seemed to penetrate the empty room, but it couldn't penetrate it, it only shook through the room, and he laughed so much that if it weren't for the mask, he could almost see the teardrops sliding from the corners of his eyes.
Father, have you seen that even though you only let my brother and sister depend on each other, there are still people who are willing to accompany us, regardless of the consequences, willing to taste the endless loneliness of eternal life.
Li'er struggled on the ground for a moment, turned into a oriole bird, lingered in the room for a while, and rested on the shoulder of the masked man.
The master and servant have not been in such close contact for a long time.
"Master, she was rescued by Fenghua Shengzun, it should be fine." Li'er hesitated for a long time, not wanting to break the temporary tranquility, but in the end she said it, she didn't want her master to worry.
"Huh." The masked man sneered, "If you had said it earlier, you wouldn't have suffered from this flesh and skin." ”
But the man said so lightly, but his heart was already turbulent, Fenghua, Fenghua, you are the first spirit of all things created by the father, and we are in the same vein, but why are you against me everywhere, I and her end up like this, you can't do without you as a hindrance, and when I break through the ban, the first one to find is you.
Li'er was ready to bear the wrath of his master again, but it was rare for the masked man to hear the name of the old man and not get angry, and Li'er slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"I really want to meet her, but with the way I look now, I'm afraid I'll scare her." The man in the wheelchair stroked the mask on his face, and tried to pull it off with a little force, and the Sanskrit on the mask glowed with golden light, tightening it tighter and tighter, deepening the confinement.
The man was in pain and couldn't help but snort.
"Master, don't be impatient, you've been through it for so many years, you don't care about staying up for a while longer, we're not far from success, don't hurt yourself." Li'er instantly turned into a human form, trying to stop the man's movements.
The man roared and wanted to tear off the things underneath, almost crazy screams, he didn't listen to Li'er's words at all, he hated, why did he do this to him, why did he make him a ghost and a ghost.