A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Hmm! Your Excellency, as a predecessor, you don't have to humiliate us so much. What means do you have to give us?” The skinny five friends of Meng Mountain's penis suddenly said aloud to Han Li, not at all concerned with the situation of Han Li's hand.

That makes the other three big! Because in their mind, this penis is always conspiring to move backwards, is not such an impulsive person!

Han Li, a young man of thirty years who seemed familiar to Han Li, suddenly turned his head and suddenly remembered something like it. He immediately shouted angrily at the slimming tall man:

“Brother, what do you mean? Are you trying to provoke this senior so he can kill us all in anger? ”

Once said, don't say the black-faced old man and young woman, it is Han Lidu slightly stunned, I don't know why the young man said that.

And the second brother “brushed”, his face was pale, did not distinguish a single sentence.

“Fourth Brother, you're crazy! Brother Er, why do you want us dead?” Young women listen to this, but some angrily distinguish between thin and tall people.

Then the woman turned back and wanted to say something to the black-faced old man, but who knew it was a gloomy face.

Suddenly his heart snapped, some confused.

“Penis, is it because the third sister is still in their hands, so you want everyone to die and let the third sister live alone!” The black-faced old man asked coldly.

“I'm sorry, brother, you should also know their means. If you let out the wind, the three sisters still in their hands will surely be tortured, life is worse than death, rather than the pain of the direct soul scattering!” A thin, tall penis finally showed his face and said with shame.

When the young woman heard the words, her face was pale and her lips moved several times, but nothing was said.

“Hmm, even if Third Sister were your daughter-in-law, would you be willing to trade our three lives for Third Sister?” The thirty year-old young man drank loudly against his penis with anger.

“Penis, Fourth Brother is a little rushed, but it doesn't make any sense! You know, when the five of us were together, we said we were going to die together. But now that you want to kill everyone intentionally for your own sake, it can't be said!” The voices of the black-faced old man are filled with disappointment.

“Nice, I'm trying to get everybody killed. But what can I do? In the stomach of the third sister, I just had my own flesh and blood, I can't let the Li family die! Otherwise, who wants to die on their own? ”

The thin and tall man was said by the two men to be reddish and white, couldn't help gripping his fists and yelling.

In this sentence, immediately let the old man and ask you to show a slight look of shock, I don't know what to say for a moment.

And the woman opened her mouth wide, full of surprises.

“Are you done? When you're done, it's time to talk!” Han Li, who had been looking cold in the front, suddenly said cold.

The voice came and immediately shocked the three of them, which reminded me that the person who really decided their life and death was actually the foundation-building monk in front of them.

Suddenly, all the indignation of these men vanished into thin air and reappeared.

“I don't care if you guys are really looking for death or acting for me! I just want to know all the information about the people behind the scenes, is that they really want to die, and they have to tell me the news before they can die. You still think it's up to you to live and die?” Han Li's words were filled with ruthlessness, which changed the face of the three men and women.

“We don't know much about what you want to know, and they put a blood curse on you, and you can't leak important things to outsiders, or you'll immediately stop having seizures and die of a broken heart.” Once the black-faced old man bites his teeth, he still opens his mouth and seems to have succumbed.

“Blood spell? Interesting, let me check!” Han Li became curious and said with interest.

The black-faced old man listened to the words, his spirit slightly vibrated, hesitated slightly, and he reached forward with a hint of hope.

He also longed for Han Li to be able to get rid of his heart's illness, but felt that the hope was not very great.

Because the man who cast the spell said so confidently at the time, no monk has revealed their secrets since the blood spell was cast. Those who intended to tip off or intentionally divulge secrets were killed on the spot.

Han then grabbed each other's wrists and the spiritual power slowly flowed in the elderly. He changed his face at the moment and became so blatant.

Meng Mountain Five Friends and the other three, similarly focused their attention on the two, hoping that Han Li, the tall man, would really have a way to break the blood spell.

After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Han Li lowered his old man's arm and bowed his head.

A moment later he raised his head and asked the old man, unchanged in colour:

“What about the man who put a spell on you? Did he say any strange spells or strange words at the time of the spell? ”

When Han Li asked, the four people across the street simultaneously showed surprise and were mixed with a hint of happiness.

“Said something strange that we didn't understand. It seems like a spell, but it's like a dialect somewhere, and we're all pretty sure that no one understands it. And the curse is on a foundational monk.” Young people don't wait for the black-faced old man to respond, they are excited to answer first.

“And after these words, there was a bowl of black blood that we didn't know about, and a strange symbol was drawn in each of our arms that we couldn't wash off.” The old man hastily added that he then revealed his entire arm, showing a dark odd symbol at the end.

Han Li looked forward and nodded, then lowered his head again to think of something.

Soon after, Han Li suddenly looked up and smiled at them mysteriously and said:

“That's right! Looks like I know what's going on with this blood spell! ”

“Senior, are you serious?” The black-faced old man trembled a little, and the other three showed unbelievable divinity.

You know, this blood spell is like a sharp blade around their necks, forcing them to obey their orders. If Han Li in front of them can really get rid of this terrible illness, then they won't be free again, and they won't need to be set aside.

“This so-called blood spell is actually just a spell! The prohibition that works for you is entirely based on those weird spells. It has nothing to do with the black blood behind it and the symbol painted on his arm, it's just that he's faking the gods to haunt him!” Han Li faintly explained that his chest looked like bamboo.

But he was sighing in his heart.

The spell, fortunately, was mentioned in a very secluded book the other day when I inquired about the Great Moving Order, otherwise I really had no idea.

“Can Senpai lift this spell?” This time it's a young woman who can't help but talk.

“Don't know?”

Han Li's cold sentence made these people's hearts "chirp” for a moment, the original appearance of ecstasy, can't help but converge.

“Senior, what does this mean?” The black-faced old man hurried to accompany the smiley face carefully asked.

Now, Han Li has the key to lifting the curse. He won't dare offend Han Li anymore.

“There are two ways to break the spell. One is knowing how to break the spell, I just need to get it in my hand and read it to you with your spiritual strength so that it can be broken. The other is that I invade your senses with my god, and I forcibly erase the marks of the spell, a method that requires that the dehumanizing god must be far greater than the one who cast the spell, so that this mark can be erased at once. But again, if it doesn't work, it will immediately stimulate a spell attack, and you should know what happens.” Han Li frowned for a moment and said in disgust.

“What, will seize right away!” The young woman couldn't help but say.

In the bloody scene after the blood spell, the person who originally cast the spell used a large living person and showed it to several of them on the spot.

By the surgeon, the mouth throws up a few pieces of broken heart and refreshes their memories, which makes several people so afraid of the blood spell turning tiger color.

The other three look equally ugly. Isn't that what you want them to bet their lives on?

Han Liwang glanced at them and chuckled coldly. When he wanted to say anything, his thin, tall penis shouted up and said:

“Senior, despite forcibly lifting it from me, we all have the same blood spell. If I can lift this spell, other brothers can! ”

The other three stared stunnedly wide-eyed and stared at the man.

“Second Brother, what are you doing? It's too dangerous.” When the woman was awake, she quickly persuaded anxiously.

(Cough, we've been a little slow on updates lately, I didn't want to tell everyone, after all, it's just a family matter! But not to say, because there are some nasty vests all over the place that make us laugh! But these people, if you take care of them once, they're like cowhide and cream. They're so annoying, they make us laugh. In fact, as soon as we get to the holidays, we have parents, girlfriends and some friends. There is always something to pay for, and we have to postpone the update or we can only update a chapter. The initial promise of forgetting is to keep trying to get 6,000 words a day, so there's really no way to talk about not being in arrears. And all we have to do is sit in front of our computers for a day, and it's really slow, and it takes more than a dozen hours to come up with two chapters. I hope you understand! In the future, we'll try to have two chapters a day. If it's one chapter a day, please forgive one or two!) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support authors, support authentic reading!)