"The day this majestic city was built was the time to shake the entire Soul Lan Continent. Ma Xiao said with emotion.

"There's still a lot of things to do, and I don't have any of those things that I'm good at, so I have to rely on your help. "Step off the road.

"Well, those scattered things were originally nothing. Ma Xiao said boldness and righteousness, and the originally complicated and difficult work was said lightly like a piece of paper.

In Ma Xiao's opinion, compared with what he did and what Bu Li did, these things were indeed simple things, and they were not worth mentioning at all.

"There's one more thing to trouble a few people. "Step off the road, "Please take your men back to Hate Mountain for a night tonight, I don't know if the road is feasible?"

"Huh?" Du Tianci, Yu Ze, and Ma Xiao were all stunned. It's nothing to return to Hate Mountain, it's just a waste of soul stones. But is there any need for this? Coming and going, not to mention wasting soul stones, how much construction will be delayed? Seeing that the weather is getting colder and colder day by day, if it is winter and it freezes, many things will have to take more hands and feet.

But since Buli said it, this is Buli's fiefdom, and in the end, everyone is here to do a favor, and they can't refuse at all. Du Tianci's eyes flashed with a hint of longing, and he looked at Bu Li, as if he was asking if Bu Li could stay.

Bu Li smiled bitterly, and he didn't know what the powerful existence in the white mist wanted to do, in case it was really a matter of carrying people, Du Tianci would not be beautiful when he saw it. If you really want to be killed, it's not worth it.

Du Tianci also knew that the powerful existence in the white mist did not want to see him this time, and this kind of opportunity could not be forced. He and Yu Ze made a color and said goodbye. Take your own people back to Hate Mountain. Hu Wu also went to arrange for the Shadow Gate and the Ancestral Desolate God Sect to temporarily live in Hate Mountain, and Luo Qingquan was his assistant. Everything is so much simpler.

The originally bustling Xishan Canyon was restored to its tranquility before sunset, even with a hint of palpitating desertion.

Bu Li rested for a while and regained his vitality. According to the powerful existence in the white mist, he is just watching the play, and there should be nothing to do by himself. However, after living in the forest of Xishan for ten years, Buli has long been accustomed to facing everything cautiously. Even if you don't have to do anything, it's always good to be prepared.

Although the formidable presence in the white mist has always been an omnipotent image, appearing in front of Bu Li. But Bu Li is still accustomed to solving some things on his own. Although it seems a little ridiculous, this is the nature of stepping away, and it is difficult to change.

When Da Hei was resting in his steps, he was a little nervous, and wanted to go to the forest in the West Mountain to find the she-bear Hua Cha. But every time he moved, Hu Wu's eyes always fell on Da Hei's body like a knife, making Da Hei have a hard time.

Why bother, they have all returned to Xishan, and they can't run out of the city to find the female bear. Daikoku was extremely depressed. The danger directly spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

A bright moon rose from the top of the mountain, and the powerful existence in the white mist appeared directly in front of Bu Li. With his back to Bu Li, he was dressed in black and black, and he was also wearing a black hood. I can't tell what's wrong.

Bu Li just felt wrong, and looked at it carefully, through the wide black clothes and black clothes. I don't see why.

"Uncle, why do I think something is wrong?" Say whatever you think in your heart.

The formidable being in the white mist didn't speak, and turned around directly. Bu Li suddenly felt the cold hairs all over his body stand up all of a sudden. It's even more thrilling than a thriller. With the strength of Bu Li's wisdom, even if a talking skull appeared in front of Bu Li, Bu Li would not be like this.

Zhang Xitong looked sideways at Bu Li with a pretty face, and his eyes were beautiful. Half of the delicate face was shrouded in a black hood, looming in the haze of the moon, and there was an indescribable beauty.

"Uncle, you really dare to come to anything. "In the moment of departure, my mind seemed to spread out on a plane, and I thought of countless possibilities. In the end, he was sure that this must be the image of the powerful existence in the white mist, scaring himself.

"Zhang Xitong" smiled: "You guy reacts very quickly." ”

Buli patted his chest, signaling that he was also taken aback. Just wanted to say something, but saw Zhang Xitong standing in front of him like this, and said with a wry smile: "I said uncle, can we change our appearance, I can't walk when I see this girl." Trembling all over, if this is scared to pee, what's the matter. ”

"Put you out of the way. The powerful existence in the white mist smiled, and the figure moved slightly, a few points faster than the Sichuan opera changing face, and directly changed to the original middle-aged scholar appearance.

Bu Li smiled and lit a few cigarettes, scattered around, and said, "Didn't I think that girl was going to come and fight with me? I was just startled, and I was still thinking about whether to fight or run. ”

"If you marry Zhang Xitong in the future, will it be possible that you will really be scared when you see it? I have already disciplined you to this extent before you have passed the door, you kid, you are really powerful. The formidable being in the white mist sneered and walked away.

As if he had seen a ghost, Bu Li suddenly stood up and said, "What are you talking about?"

This sentence, Bu Li is already hairy, and he even forgot to call the two words "uncle" he usually called. Bu Li was keenly aware of the powerful existence in the white mist, and this sentence was not a joke, but a reference.

"I said you were very tightly controlled, and you had to kneel on the hard drive every night. The formidable being in the white mist smiled and said to Bu Li. Hu Wu didn't understand what a hard drive was, and looked at Da Heimian with a blank face.

Wipe ! Bu Li immediately thought of hard drives, washboards, and the like, and his body was excited, and then he said: "My uncle, I mean what did you just say that you married the door? What does this mean?"

"This is a marriage determined by God, God has set it, and it is not enough for you to stink?" Of course, the powerful existence in the white mist knew what Lu Dao Buli was talking about, but he was just joking with Bu Li.

Bu Li said with a sad face: "Don't mind, when your old man says this, it's strange to be panicked." ”

With a flick of his finger, a small patch of white mist appeared in mid-air, and then sat down on his chair at ease. Bu Li never took his eyes off his body, but he didn't know when the chair appeared.

"See for yourself. The powerful existence in the white mist said with a cigarette in one hand and a blue and white tea cup after the rain in the other.

How can Bu Li have a poor mind and look at it with full attention.

The white mist floated in mid-air like a smoke ring, and after a long step, it no longer continued to change, but appeared in a mirage. It's like a black-and-white TV series that Bu Li has seen, it seems to be a film from countless years ago, and there are no other colors in the mirage, only black and white. This must be the hands and feet of the powerful existence in the white mist, in order to make psychological hints to himself.

In the background is a wilderness, which also seems to be the appearance of early winter, and the cold wind is blowing. The corpses of the dead were strewn all over the place, and blood was splattered everywhere. Zhang Xitong stood in the cold wind, surrounded by dead people, his face was pale, and he seemed to be afraid of something. Zhang Xitong in the mirage is a little different from what Bu Li saw, and Bu Li suddenly realized that Zhang Xitong in it had a pair of long ears, as petite and cute as a little white rabbit.

"Young Master, please take me in. Zhang Xitong in the mirage barely endured it, did not cry, and his eyes were already red. The cold wind seemed to blow out of a mirage, and Bu Li felt a little cold, and tightened the animal skin on his body.

The mirage did not give a panoramic view, but only looked at it from the perspective of the powerful presence in the white mist, and it seemed that this angle was the person Zhang Xitong was talking to.

"It's like a rabbit man, and it's not far from the most ruthless and exterminating the clan. A man's voice came out of the mirage. The voice was slightly low, faintly with some majesty soaked in the bones.

Bu Li looked at "Zhang Xitong" in the mirage, and felt so strange in his heart. Looking at the mirage of the powerful existence in the white mist, Buli was so in a trance that he didn't even understand what he was doing. It seems that I have seen this scene somewhere, is it in a dream?

There have been many times when the scene in the dream has appeared in front of me, but it was only for a moment. But what does ...... "Zhang Xitong" have to do with himself, why did the being tell him about it so formally? The memory that was sealed, this should be the first time that the being mentioned it to himself.

"That's right. Another man's voice said. Some are young, as if they are not very old, similar to their current life, and their voices are a little hoarse and full of magnetism. But it's also uninhibited, cynical, and a feeling of not caring about anything.

Hearing this voice, Bu Li didn't move, and his whole body was numb, like a lightning strike. The voice...... The voice...... It's so strange, but it's so familiar. It's like hearing your own voice in a recording, and you can't recognize it as your own voice at once, but the more you think about it, all kinds of small habits of speaking are your own, and they can only be your own.

Could this really be the self of the previous life? Could it really be a piece of that sealed memory?

A handful of shells were thrown over and fell on "Zhang Xitong".

"Take the money and run for your life. The young man in the mirage then said. I felt pity for the rabbit girl "Zhang Xitong" who was shivering in the cold wind, but the young man did not relent, and just threw over a handful of money. The voice and intonation of the speech did not change in the slightest, and it was still so gentle, but in such a situation, the gentleness of the young man made people feel extremely indifferent. Yes, a kind of indifference that is accustomed to life and death. (To be continued......)