The rich breath of life spreads from the beginning of the clear water and spreads to everyone present. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

All the flowers froze and looked in the direction of the clear water.

They had never felt such a smell before, and felt every part of their body cheer.

"It's so fun. The flowers looked up and said in obsession.

Life is always the most tempting.

The flower that began to bloom and exuded fragrance slowly gathered its petals and became confused.

It forgot what it was going to do, and it forgot who it was, and it was just blindly immersed in the breath of life, unable to extricate itself.

Seeing that the timing was almost there, Shui Qingli put away the water stained with nectar mayfly grass and said, "Now you can tell who wins." ”

The flowers have not yet learned to repent, and they say in unison: "You won! You won!"

Dahua was also a little embarrassed, stretched out a leaf, scratched the heart of his flower, and said, "I'll take you inside." ”

As he spoke, he politely waved his hand forward.

Shui Qingli was not polite at all and walked in front.

"Wait. A voice came from behind him, and one hand grabbed the hem of Shui Qingli's clothes.

Shui Qingli lowered her head and saw a small flower at her feet looking at her.

"What's the matter?" Shui Qingli squatted down and asked.

With an expectant expression, Xiaohua asked, "Can you leave that water behind?"

"Good. The water was clear, and a pool of several feet in radius was immediately formed.

After dripping the juice of a whole bottle of manna mayfly grass, Shui Qingli put the bottle away and left here.

Plants' thirst for life is far deeper than that of animals.

They are born under their feet and are easily trampled, so they naturally understand the preciousness of life better.

This manna mayfly is very useful for them.

Countless dots of dappled light rippled out of these flowers and fell on Shui Qingli's body.

This is the power of telekinesis.

Shui Qingli sensed this and gathered all her mental power into the Bi Fang behind her.

The fiery body was a little more condensed.

Feeling this, the fire was arrogant and smiled at the water.

There are some things that do not need to be thanked, but if they are thankful, they will be divided.

What Shui Qingli didn't know was that her move made the flowers here have a fairy energy, and the mental power she contributed had a more or less relationship with Wuyu.

These telekinesis also carry the immortal power of innocence.

Leaving the flower garden, Shui Qingli and Huo Jiao came to a mountain cliff.

"From here, you go down to the psychedelic jungle. Da Hua said, "I'm going to rub on the edge of the spirit pool, otherwise there will be no place." ”

After speaking, he left Shui Qingli and left here.

The spirit pool is the pool left by the clear water.

Shui Qingli waved his hands to the sides and said helplessly: "We can only go by ourselves." ”

"You want it to lead the way?"

"Honestly, not very hopeful. ”

Saying that, Shui Qingli jumped off the cliff directly and said with a smile: "Let's go, it's more comfortable to be like this." ”

Huo Jiaolie watched Shui Qingli gradually get smaller, and also leaned down, and said, "You are becoming more and more afraid." ”

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In the flower garden, an old man appeared and stunned the flowers.

"Immortals. They shouted in unison.

The flowers almost understood that it was the old man in front of them who made them able to speak, sing and move now.

Wufu touched his snow-white beard and said with a smile: "Don't call me an immortal, you can do it yourself." ”

With that, he also left the place.

He didn't take his power back, because he thought it was good.

It's a pity that the fairy world is not so lively, and Wufu sighed.

"If you add some fresh blood, won't the sky be more lively?"

It's worth a try, no delusion, nodding.

After Shui Qingli and Huo Fiercely jumped under the cliff, they did not fall into the forest, but fell into a fantasy world.

After landing and taking a closer look, Shui Qingli found himself in the Xuantian Palace.

How did you get here? Shui Qingli took the first step, and it felt very real.

It's like really coming to Xuantian Palace.

But Shui Qingli knows very well that this is an illusion.

How could he return to Xuantian Palace without the slightest feeling?

Shui Qingli looked at the three big characters above his head. This is where it all began, and now she's back here.

A small man ran in front of Shui Qingli.

"Mother, mother!" the little man swayed and walked, his voice soft and glutinous.

Hui'er?Shui Qingli thought, how could he be in his own illusion?

Yes, it should be that I am most worried about Hui'er before I think of him.

But even though Shui Qingli knew that it was an illusion and saw Hui'er, she couldn't help but soften.

She opened her mouth, but heard a familiar voice.

It's her own.

"Hui'er, there's something I have to discuss with you. ”

"What's the matter, mother?" Hui'er innocently opened her eyes wide, looked at Shui Qingli, grabbed her clothes and was reluctant to let go.

"I need your blood to resurrect your father. Shui Qingli's voice at the moment was cold, without the slightest emotion, and she couldn't hear any friendship.

It seems that at this moment, Hui'er is not her own son, but her enemy.

Shui Qingli didn't know what was going on, and her heart throbbed.

Her soul is like being imprisoned in her own body, and she can't break free no matter how hard she can't break free.

"Mother's ......" Before Hui'er finished speaking, a sharp knife appeared in Shui Qingli's hand and stabbed into Huo Jinhui's heart.

The blood, along the knife, flowed on Shui Qingli's hand.

The water was clear and even felt the flow of warm liquid.

She told herself that it was fake, it was a vision, it was a deception!

But she couldn't convince herself that she wasn't uncomfortable, not sad.

She killed Hui'er with her own hands.

At this moment, Hui'er looked at Shui Qingli in puzzlement, and still refused to relax at all in her hands, "Why, mother......"

"Because you're the only one in the world. The cold voice didn't make it sad at all.

And the soul of Shui Qingli is almost fainting.

"Mother...... You...... Don't you love me anymore......" Huo Jinhui said, blood foaming from the corners of her lips.

Shui Qingli stretched out his hand, wiped the blood from Huo Jinhui's lips, and said softly, "No, it's just because you're more useful to me." ”

"Mother's ......" said, Huo Jinhui only had intake and no out.

Shui Qingli gently picked him up, filled his blood with a jade-colored container, and left here with him in his arms.

"Hui'er!" Shui Qingli muttered, slowly waking up.

She almost immediately jumped up and said, "Hui'er!

Shui Qingli turned around, but the surrounding environment changed again, no longer Xuantian Palace, but a jungle.

Beside her, Huo Jiaolie was looking at her, his face full of worry.

"What do you see?" Huo Jiaolie saw that Shui Qingli woke up, and hurriedly asked.

Shui Qingli lowered his head and glanced at his hand.

Clean, nothing.

At this time, she breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had replied arrogantly, and as if she had comforted herself: "It's okay, it's just an illusion." ”