Ziwei Tiandongtian, on the hanging fairy island where Li Ruofeng is located.

Wang Zheng, Zhou Yushan, Li Ruofeng, Jingxin, Dumb Servant, Li Xueqi, these are all the characters in Li Ruofeng's huge garden under the purple starry sky at this moment.

In the garden, all kinds of treasures are fragrant, and countless elixirs are flying in the garden, but at this moment, no one is in the mood to appreciate this scene that will definitely make countless Dan masters envious of their hearts.

At this moment, everyone looked at the Pure Heart Monk with an expectant expression.

The pure heart monk's eyes surged, and he clasped his hands together and quietly looked at Li Xueqi like a marionette.

After a long time, the pure heart monk received the divine channel: "The poor monk saw only a darkness from the heart of the Xueqi donor, and the Xueqi donor sat on his knees in the darkness without saying a word, even if it was the poor monk's Buddhist Tianlong sound, it had no effect. ”

It seems that she can only use the Supreme Buddhism Dafa to construct an illusion in Xue Qi's heart, and then use this illusion to subtly revive her heart.

This silly girl has never been in contact with anyone of the opposite sex, and those things are all hearsay. This time, I was careless, and something like this happened. ”

Li Ruofeng frowned, and his words were full of regret and apprehension.

regretted that he was not optimistic about Li Xueqi, so that Li Xueqi quietly disappeared, and then met the bad guy and was deceived by the bad guy.

The apprehensive ones are as strong as Li Ruofeng, and they are not sure if building an illusion outside the closed heart will have an effect.

"My Buddha is compassionate. Heart disease also requires heart medicine, and Xueqi's donor is injured because of love, and this medicine also falls on this love word. The Pure Heart Monk lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head.

"Love?" Li Ruofeng's brows frowned even tighter.

"Ahem"

At this time, Wang Zheng coughed lightly, attracting everyone's attention: "Everyone also knows that I am the best at making up stories, if Brother Li can trust me, you can let me try it with Master Pure Heart." ”

Li Ruofeng pondered for a moment, and finally nodded solemnly to Wang Zheng: "Then thank you Brother Wang." ”

Wang Zheng nodded, and then looked at the Pure Heart Monk: "Not only the master, can you construct an illusion in Miss Xueqi's heart according to what I want in my heart?"

"Phases are born from the heart, and everything is like this. As long as the donor cooperates, it is naturally possible. The Pure Heart Monk nodded and smiled.

"Come on, then. Screenwriter this kind of thing, I guess no one here is more suitable than me. Wang Zheng's tone was inexplicable, and then he closed his eyes and completely let go of his martial arts spirit.

The pure heart monk nodded approvingly, you know, completely let go of the spirit of martial arts, but it is equivalent to completely leaving no defense in the spiritual realm, if you have the heart, you can directly ban it, and Wang Zheng will not be able to help himself from now on.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The Pure Heart Monk took a deep breath and recited the Buddha's name.

A Buddha horn sounded, Wang Zheng only felt that the golden light flashed in front of him, and everything in the world of everyone changed!

Everything was dark, in the center of the darkness, and a white-clothed figure sat there with his legs crossed, curled up, the last glimmer of light in the darkness.

Wang Zheng, who was in God's vision, pondered for a while, feeling the illusion that he seemed to be omnipotent, and his mind moved, and his color changed dramatically in the darkness in an instant.

This is a peach blossom valley, full of peach blossoms, colorful flowers, Li Xueqi is still a wooden look, sitting in the center of the peach blossom valley.

"This is where I met that scumbag?" Wang Zheng glanced at Li Xueqi thoughtfully, and then his mind moved again, and then Li Xueqi turned into a stone, lying in the peach blossom valley, unable to move, and unable to speak.

Such a change could not affect Li Xueqi in the slightest, Li Xueqi was like a real stone, thoughtless.

Seeing that Li Xueqi had no reaction to this, Wang Zheng gritted his teeth, and then the sun rose, and the light of the brilliant sun fell from the sky.

Under the scorching sun, the entire Peach Blossom Valley seemed to fall into the fire, and Li Xueqi, who had turned into a stubborn stone, should theoretically feel hot and painful, but in fact, she was still indifferent.

Wang Zheng's eyes were resolute, and he sat and watched the big sun wheel pass day after day, and then there was a strong wind in his heart, the wind was like a knife, and it blew fiercely on the stubborn stone that Li Xueqi had turned into, and Li Xueqi still didn't have any reaction.

Then the wind passed, and the heavy rain fell, and the rain hit Li Xueqi, which should be cold to the bone, but Li Xueqi was still like a stubborn stone......

Four hundred and ninety-nine years have passed, the wind and the sun have been blowing, the rain has been frozen, even Li Xueqi, who has been dark in her heart, has felt the bitterness of the vicissitudes of life and the pain of the change of everything, and for a while, the light in Li Xueqi's heart has become even rarer.

"Hmm...... If you can feel uncomfortable, it means that there is still hope!" Wang Zheng looked at all this indifferently.

For four hundred and ninety-nine years, Wang Zheng has been watching Li Xueqi like this, torturing her with the power of heaven and earth.

The outside world, seeing the trembling of Li Xueqi's delicate body, Li Ruofeng immediately panicked, and the terrifying divine sense was injected, and he suddenly saw the scene where Wang Zheng tortured Li Xueqi for four hundred and ninety-nine years, and suddenly, Li Ruofeng was furious, and he was about to forcibly break this illusion with great mana.

But at this moment, Li Ruofeng only felt that his body was being pulled by a strong force, and he looked angrily, only to see Zhou Yushan, who had gray temples, smiling at him: "You should believe him, shouldn't you?"

"My Buddha is compassionate, how can the phoenix be reborn if it is not bathed in fire. Master Li, don't be impatient. At the same time, the voice of the Pure Heart Monk also sounded at the right time, as a Buddhist powerhouse, he saw it deeper than Li Ruofeng.

At this moment, in the fantasy world, in the Peach Blossom Valley, there were villagers passing by, and the villagers looked at the stubborn stone that Li Xueqi turned into and were amazed, and finally dug her out of the ground and made her into a stone bridge.

The green-clothed boy has fair skin, a slender figure, and a green robe that makes him look noble and abnormal, and the golden bell ringing on his waist adds a bit of earthiness to the green-clothed man's body.

is still the familiar clothes, familiar face, familiar temperament, and even the image of the man in green at this moment is even better, it is completely the appearance of the person who hurt Li Xueqi the most, but this is what that person looks like when he is at his best.

After the great suffering, the great loneliness, and the great suffering, after five hundred years, the boy in green appeared, which made the tortured Li Xueqi's heart move again.

It's just that this heartbeat is not that heartbeat, not the previous moth to the fire, but like a baby who has just had an ignorant consciousness, I don't know why, I don't know what he is, I will only be attracted to attention, as if some vague memories in my heart flashed, and I really can't remember, I can only look at him in a daze.

Under the closed door of the heart, under the Dafa of Buddhism, Li Xueqi is really like a newborn baby, without many memories, but inexplicably feels that the sudden appearance of the man in green is heartwarming.

However, the man in green never looked at her, came and went in a hurry, leaving no trace of affection.

The man in green left, and Li Xueqi, who had just turned into a stone bridge, fell into silence again.

However, before her heart fell silent, she vaguely heard a somewhat familiar voice whispering, "Five hundred years." ”