"......"

"But what, let me ask you, how strong were you when you were secluded here?" asked the powerful being in the white mist.

"I ...... I ......" The old man snorted a handful of tears, and Bu Li had no doubt that if the strong existence in the white mist appeared at this time, the old man held the thigh of the strong existence in the white mist and rubbed a leg of big snot. How would the being think? Or would he just kill the old man in a fit of rage?

The powerful being in the white mist sneered: "What are you, you are locked in this space, and you clearly have a life similar to infinity, but you feel sorry for yourself, give up all your efforts." If you know today, why bother in the first place. If you've become a slug, don't think about so many things you shouldn't think about. ”

Bu Li listened confused, could it be that the previous efforts were made, will there be a different ending today? The words of the strong existence in the white mist should have such a meaning, Bu Li just wanted to ask with a smile, and heard the old man kneeling on the ground crying silently: "I was wrong." ”

"It's never too late to know that it's wrong. The formidable being in the white mist clearly said formally, "You are right, it is indeed like that. ”

The two of them seemed to be playing a dumb riddle, and they walked away from listening to the dew, not knowing what the powerful existence in the white mist of the road was talking about.

Hearing what the existence said, the old man's soul power began to be unstable, and there were faint signs of going violent. Obviously, the mood swings are violent, attracting soul power. Bu Li was in a hurry just now, and then thought that since there was a strong existence in the white mist here, what kind of soul array. What starlight must be some miscellaneous, don't care about it at all.

Sure enough, it was like a guess. The majestic soul power was limited by the white mist, and it only wandered in a very narrow area. Roaring. The soul power is extremely abundant, as if it is a few points stronger than Du Tianci.

Maybe this imprisoned old man is really stronger than Du Tianci? But this can clearly only contain fourth-order soul power, and even that metal puppet almost collapsed the space, how could this happen?! Bu Li looked at the old man who was crying bitterly, and wondered in his heart what these two people meant.

The powerful existence in the white mist only used the mist to limit the old man's soul power, but it did not stop it, as if looking at it in the white mist, cold and silent, had already turned into a god. Stand on the river of destiny and have a bird's-eye view of all beings.

After a long time, the wild laughter stopped, and the old man knelt in front of the white mist, bowed to the ground with five bodies, and said, "It is a godsend to see you at the last moment. ”

The powerful presence in the white mist smiled, and the sneering laughter made people shudder with fear. For the words of thanks that the old man said with the five-body bow, the strong existence in the white mist not only did not accept it. Instead, he scoffed, looked at the white mist strangely, and thought in his heart that the power was indeed extraordinary. The younger brother bows his head, and the eldest brother is not rare. Look at the people, and then look at the big black around you. Buli sighed softly.

"Do you remember it after you get to the end?" said the powerful being in the white mist with disdain, "For so many years, the hope of revival has been ruined by you. It's not just you, either. All the people in your Soul Lan Continent have wasted this opportunity, and you will trouble my old man in the end. You are such a wreck, my old man has seen a lot. Crying all day long, lamenting how unfair fate is to you. I think that when the demons invaded back then, did you fight bloodily? Did you fight hard? It wasn't that someone in front fought to the death, and someone stabbed in the back. It's the same everywhere, the same truth as shit, the same farce as shit. ”

The old man listened to the words of the powerful presence in the white mist, and prostrated himself on the ground, not daring to refute it, but kept prostrating. I don't know if Lu Dao was extremely remorseful in his heart, and I don't know if he stabbed him in the back like a strong existence in the white haze said.

Bu Li was very strange, didn't the people of the Soul Lan Continent win? Could it be that the two old fools are talking about cross talk here, and they are also acting in a bad way, and it is a piece of cake to see the Spring Festival Gala like this.

"Alright, don't be pathetic here. If you really need to do anything, will you be the sacrifice for the revival of the Soul Lan Continent?! If so, stand on the altar yourself. If not, get out of here, I'll have to rest. The strong being in the white mist said coldly, his words like a sword, extremely sharp, and extremely cold.

Sacrifice...... What a heroic word, and how many people are willing to be sacrificed.

Hearing the cold words of the powerful being in the white mist, the body of the old man who was prostrate on the ground froze, as if he saw his end in the river of time, and saw the dead heroic spirits of his comrades who fought bloodily in countless years of repentance.

"I will!" said in a small but firm voice.

"The sound was too low for me to hear. The strong being in the white mist said coldly.

"I will!!"

"I will !!" roared out of the thin and withered old man's chest, roaring out of the depression accumulated in his heart for many years, and roaring out of the regrets and guilt that had remained in his heart for many years.

"Zhilu said, you can go. The powerful being in the white mist heard the old man's roar, and only said lightly. The white mist around the old man changed for a while, rolling his thin body in the middle, and after a burst of light and shadow distorted, it disappeared.

Bu Li watched the old man disappear, and knew that the powerful existence in the white mist wanted to talk to him for a while. With a smile, Buli took out the deerskin bag sewn by Cai Xiaoxian from his arms, took out the cigarettes in it, lit them one by one, threw one into the white mist, divided one for Da Hei, and smoked one for himself.

"This smoke is so pure. The powerful presence in the white mist was amazed. Bu Li hadn't heard anything he admired, even the wrench he was wearing on his hand, the Horcrux that Bu Li felt very powerful, and the powerful existence in the white mist was a piece of garbage in his mouth. But Cai Xiaoxian's cigarettes are so praised, and the angle of examining the problem is really different.

"Uncle, you smoke well, you can do anything. What did you just say? I don't understand a word, so let's hear it. Bu Li said with a smile, without a serious appearance.

"You bear has also started to cultivate, why are you still so weak, when can I see you stronger?" the strong existence in the white mist said again. didn't answer Bu Li's question, and opened his mouth to be, why are you still so weak.

Buli is very speechless, he has worked very hard, and it is not an overnight thing to become stronger. How could the powerful existence in the white mist say that this matter was as easy as Cai Xiaoxian rolling a cigarette? If it was really that easy, he would not have to hover between life and death repeatedly.

Looking at the white haze, Bu Li decided not to talk nonsense with that guy, took out five pages of paper from the storage bag in his arms, threw them into the white haze, and said, "Uncle, look at these pages, what is missing, can you help me think about it?"

It's best that the strong presence in the white mist can directly make up all the missing pages, saving yourself from thinking about things and things.

"What is this bullshit thing to show me?" The powerful existence in the white mist didn't even look at it, and directly threw out the five pages of the paper for Bu Li.

"This is not to ask the uncle what you are missing, you can help me make up for it. Bu Li didn't care, solemnly put away the five pages, and said with a hippie smile.

"It's all based on the bloodline of your body, and it's not difficult to repair it, but I don't do this kind of brain-consuming thing, it's not interesting. Anyway, you can collect them all, what's in a hurry. The powerful being in the white mist said leisurely, and his words were extremely affirmative.

Bu Li cursed in his heart, but his face was full of smiles. Since encountering the existence in this "dream", Bu Li found that his temperament seemed to have become more casual in front of him, and his original square temperament had become much more mellow and thick, and he didn't know what the truth of the road was.

"Would you like to have some wine?" Bu Li didn't continue to say anything about that exercise, and directly diverted the topic.

"I don't drink. The strong existence in the white mist said: "That exercise, it can only be said to be average, when you cultivate to a predicament, it is worth it for my old man to help you think of a way, it is not easy for me to come out once, how can I spend my energy on such a small thing." ”

"Where is that going to be used?"

"It's better to smoke more cigarettes than to help you think of bullshit exercises. ”

What the hell is this called! Bu Li burst into tears, how can he smoke a cigarette is stronger than that exercise? But Bu Li still thinks about the benefits, if there is really a day, there is still the promise of a strong existence in the white mist, and he has some guarantees. This old guy doesn't know what the vicissitudes of the road have become, he probably has seen and experienced everything, and it is better to listen to him.

Since he thought about it, Bu Li no longer dwelled on these things, and then asked, "What did that old man do just now?"

"A monk in the Soul Lan Continent was quite powerful back then, and he used to dominate the situation, but later the monk of the Soul Lan Continent was defeated, and he was sealed. It's just a stealing life, if you don't give up on yourself, keep cultivating, and now Yangshou should still have a while, I naturally have a way to let him out of the gang and let him help you. But he has already given up on himself, and now his longevity is over, and he has nothing to do. "The strong presence in the white haze seems to be saying something that has nothing to do with him.

Belch...... Bu Li, this time, I really don't know what to say.

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