A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Upon entering the house, Li Shi smelled a stinking smell, and then saw Master Ma and Elder Qian sitting on both sides of the bed, breathing with their eyes closed.

In the open space between the two, there was a pitch of dark, inky blood, and the smell was coming out of the water.

He and his face were a little pale and obviously, as Han Li said, they took a lot of work.

When Li's heart broke, he felt a little grateful for the two of them.

Although she did not know martial arts, she also knew that the taboo disturbed the two, so she hurriedly slowed down her steps and walked to the front of the bed and looked at the person in the bed.

Only Elder Li Xiangxiang on the bed fell asleep sweetly. The colour of pain between the eyebrows disappeared without a trace. Although her face was still a little green and yellow, the black gas on it had disappeared without a trace. The poisonous spots on her body also left only faint marks like watermarks, making her almost invisible.

It seems that the toxicity has really been completely eliminated and the Li Clan can't help but cry.

After a while, she wiped tears from the corner of her eyes and thought that she should go back to Han Li to thank her again. So she withdrew and gently walked back to the living room. But as soon as she got outside the door, she was surrounded by people. She kept asking, but she didn't see Han Li in the crowd.

She couldn't help but be somewhat surprised and asked Ma Rong and several others to come.

After listening to their reply, Li Shi only learned that Han Li had already said goodbye after issuing a prescription for her upbringing. She floated away and did not stay here for another moment and a half.

After listening, Li Shi was half speechless, but his heart had decided to pay attention. After Elder Li's physical recovery, the couple must come to the door in person to thank each other for their help.

Li Shi didn't realize that there was one less person in the room besides the Han Shen doctor, which was Zhang Sleeve's Feiyu.

Next to a remote path, under a large, dense tree, Han Li just came out of Elder Li's house, lying on the grass with his hands resting on his head, bored to examine the green leaves on a branch.

When he found out about a thousand years ago, a dark shadow pounced on him with the power of an eagle hunting a chicken, looking aggressive, as if he had a deep hatred.

“Hey, stop fooling around. Every time I see you, why do you always want to do it? I'm not that Zhang Sleeve! ”

As soon as Han Li's words came out, the shadow turned cleverly in the middle of the air and fell to Han Li's side, in a beautiful position, it was the sharp rain that followed.

“Han Li, isn't it purely cold to compare you to Miss Zhang Sleeve? ”

When Li Feiyu heard this, he gently lifted his right toe and took a foot on Han Li's hip as a sign of discipline.

Han Li listened, rolled his eyes, and then a carp stood up.

“Looks like our big brother Li is a pal, I really don't care about making friends! ”

“Cut the crap. What the hell did you ask me to do? You know, I finally found an opportunity to get close to Miss Zhang, so I wasted it for nothing. If you don't give me an acceptable reason, you will never close it!” "Li Fei Yu appeared somewhat angry. It was deeply disgusting to Han Li to ask him out this time.

“Did I ask you out? I don't know. Did I say it myself?” Han Li deliberately pretended to look surprised and looked very exaggerated.

“When you come out, look at me squeezing my eyebrows, unless you're blind, and everyone can see it. Don't go around the bend. There's nothing wrong. I really have to go back.” Li Feiyu turned around and was leaving. That was so bad that Han Li couldn't see the truth.

Han Li did not intend to continue teasing each other. Suddenly, his color changed and said to Li Feiyu:

“Don't blame me, as a friend I want to ask, does that sleeve know that you take aspiration pills and only have a few years left to live? ”

Once Li Feiyu heard this, his face became incredibly pale, without a hint of blood, and he didn't say a word for half a day.

Han Li sighed, knowing that there was no need to ask anymore, the other party's expression had explained everything.

“Why did you wake me up alive?” The look of heavy rain was very sad, half a mile later, he said painfully.

Han Li did not answer Li Feiyu's question, but patted each other's shoulders gently for relief.

“You should have heard that the more emotion this thing pays, the more pain you will suffer.” Han Li finally said such a philosophical phrase when the mood of the other party stabilized slightly, so that Li Feiyu could hear a shock.

“I pulled you out before you got caught up in it, too, to make it less painful for you.” Han Li added another slow sentence.

Li Feiyu stared at Han Li, his eyes looked a little strange.

“Why, is there a problem?” Han Li was looked at with some hair in the eyes of heavy rain and quickly measured himself up and down.

“How old are you? How do you say it like you can see through the red dust of the old love scene, have you already had sex with men and women?” Li Feiyu suddenly asked.

“Of course not. These words are from the book. I think they make sense. I used them to get to know you. ”

“Oh, I see, I see! With the handsome appearance of the wind in my jade tree, how can I still fall behind you in this regard? I want you to talk about enlightenment. Turns out it's just paper talk!” Li Fei Yu took a long breath and patted himself in the chest as if he was scared.

Han Li was speechless, the boy recovered too quickly, he was going to die just now, and then he smiled again. He was a really emotional guy.

But Han Li still broke the casserole and asked what it was like. “Do you really have to give up Miss Zhang Sleeve? Seeing her in someone else's arms doesn't bother you? ”

Li Feiyu's smiling face soon became more ruthless. He said coldly, full of killing air: “Whoever touches Miss Zhang with his hand will chop off his paws! ”

“I don't care what happens after I die, but when I live, Miss Zhang Sleeve can only be me.” His voice seems to coagulate people into ice.