"Me." Yan laughed, "No matter what I chase, the harder, the more attentive, the more cautious and cautious I am, but the farther away I am."
Although he spoke openly, it was not difficult to hear the inexplicable bitterness in his words.
Yunli said lightly: "I am the same way."
The words had been finished and there was no need to talk too much. Yunli had already turned around and waded into the water. The black water was long and gurgling. He asked, "You agree, don't you?"
"In order to see the light again, I have no choice but to agree. I hope she won't blame me." Nightmare said lazily.
Yunli snorted coldly and continued walking, farther and farther, when a voice came from the distance, "Then, just wait for the sun to shine into your evil pupils again."
The red eyes in the darkness were slightly curved, revealing the light of expectation.
vomit--
Yunli's forehead suddenly left, and Huang Beiyue was like a bird that had lost its wings, suddenly falling to the ground and retching vigorously.
The feeling of having my consciousness invaded is not pleasant, as if someone has used a stick to stir up my brain. Not only is it painful, but I also feel an indescribable pain.
She leaned over the pool of blood and retched for a long time. She didn't vomit anything, but her body arched in discomfort and her face was as pale as paper.
Yunli squatted down behind her, stretched out his hand and patted her back gently. Huang Beiyue turned around and pushed him away, enduring the discomfort and asked, "What did you say to him?"
She was so uncomfortable that her consciousness had been invaded just now, and she didn't even hear their secret conversation!
"You don't need to know." He said casually and stood up to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Huang Beiyue stood up. Although her face was ugly, the cold and arrogant look on her face was still very intimidating.
Yunli turned to look at her calmly, waiting for her to speak.
Huang Beiyue said solemnly: "You said there was a way to save Feng Lianyi. Did you mean to let him die?"
Yunli raised her eyes, and at that moment, she seemed to see that his red eyes were somewhat transparent, and the faint black color was like a soul imprisoned in the abyss, struggling to crawl out.
She felt sour in her heart and was about to shout out "Master", but the bright red color was like a wave, instantly drowning out the bit of darkness that was struggling up.
She was stunned.
But Yunli sneered: "If I can only do this, you are looking down on me."
"Then your solution is..." Halfway through, Huang Beiyue pursed her lips and stopped talking. She knew that talking more would be useless, and Yunli would not give her an answer because she still
Didn't agree to his conditions.
Her eyes slowly dimmed, and she was about to leave, but Yunli suddenly walked to the blood pool, looked at the calm surface of the blood pool, and asked, "Do you know why the people in Shura City want to arrest Mo Lian?"
How does this matter have anything to do with Mo Lian?
Huang Beiyue asked: "Because he has spiritualism?" She heard this spiritualism from Yunli, but she didn't know what it was specifically.
"That's right." Yunli nodded, but explained to her, "Souling, as the name suggests, he can recall the souls of the dead and return them to the body for resurrection."
This technique sounds very weird, but Huang Beiyue has no doubt. Mo Lian has always been mysterious, and the reason why the Holy Lord values him so much is probably not because of his strength, but for other reasons.
