A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Although Meng Mountain Five Friends were very surprised by Han Li's decision, they also felt that Han Li had a point and had no objection.

But the middle-aged woman seemed curious to ask, and when the two men were really identities, she touched a soft nail from Han Li. Han Li just smiled slightly, and when it comes to the night operation, you will naturally know.

This makes it difficult for middle-aged women to keep asking questions, revealing an indifferent appearance.

Shortly afterwards, Qin Ping took Qin Yan's message and took Meng Mountain Five Friends to another courtyard nearby to settle down.

Han Li looked at the shadow of several people who had gone away, but his eyes revealed a strange divine color and suddenly muttered to himself, saying what nobody could hear clearly.

After everyone had eaten at night, the five friends of Meng Mountain gathered together in the living room of Qingyang Academy to prepare for what Han Li called the late night before starting the operation.

“Strange! I just can't remember!” The thirtieth-year-old fourteen shook his head in a circle in the hall and looked confused.

“Fourth Brother! Don't you remember? ”

The youngest young woman sat lazily in a chair with a smile on her face.

“Fourth Brother, you always said to look familiar to his predecessor Han, saying that you must have seen him somewhere before. But I can't even remember when or where, which makes my little sister not believe it. You don't really want to climb into a relationship with Han Senpai, do you? You create your own delusions! ”

Obviously, young women's words are full of tone.

“Well, that's very likely. After all, the appearance of this senior is too ordinary, Fourth Brother feels kind, which is very normal!” Skinny, tall penises also taste incense tea and say with fun.

However, his eyes never left the middle-aged woman beside him for a moment, and he kept looking back and forth at each other's lingering face and seemingly normal belly, the color of happiness on one's face.

But this third-ranked middle-aged woman, upset by the way he showed her, couldn't help but whiten his eyes a few times, but he did get his "hey hey” silly smile color, usually clever and deep, thrown away somewhere long ago.

“Whatever you say. I must have seen it myself, but it doesn't seem to be the most recent, it should be some years, otherwise I won't forget it so thoroughly.” The young man glanced at the young woman and the thin tall man with some reluctance, he said.

“Some years? Fourth Brother, we have been in Mengshan for several years but have never been out of the mountain. How did you meet Senior Han when you were wearing crotch pants?” Middle-aged women are also laughing and joking about young people.

“Third Sister, you...” The young man was told by a middle-aged woman, blushing with embarrassment.

“A few years ago, Fourth Brother didn't always work hard in the mountains. Have you forgotten that when you don't know the Fifth Sister, we could have participated in a Senior Fairy Congress, that could have gone out for two or three months, but unfortunately we all went home with feathers, but fortunately no one was hurt too badly!“ The black-faced old man inserted those words lightly.

“What, everyone has attended the Ascension Fairy Convention!” The fifth sister blinked and showed curiosity. And penises and middle-aged women, on the contrary, show a bitter smile.

“There's nothing to say, that's the first time a few of us know what it means to sit in a well and watch the sky!” The middle-aged woman sighed and said.

“What! Fourth Brother, tell me, at that time... Huh! ”

Young women's curiosity grew, and she turned back to want young men to talk about the promotion of the Immortal Convention, but the purpose was truly a shocking face.

“Fourth Brother, what's wrong with you? ”

Others also discovered that the youth was not in the right light and asked in surprise.

“Second Brother, do you remember seeing the Seung Xian Convention that day, when we separated from our third sister, I used to talk and go to Jiayuancheng Winery to steal wine and vegetables?” Instead of answering each other's doubts, young people suddenly talk about the old days, which makes skinny, tall men a little strange.

“Of course I remember, even though I hid it for you at the time, but after that, my brother found out, and he severely reprimanded you!” The penis answered with some confusion.

“That's right. Didn't I mention to you when I came back that I met a little monk in the tavern who was suspected of attending the Ascension Fairy Convention, whose only skill was to refine the Qi period on the 78th floor, and we felt like he was not self-absorbed?” The young man laughed bitterly.

“Too long, I don't remember very well, but it should be!” The dick hesitated to say.

He doesn't know. Why is this Fourth Brother suddenly talking about this?

The others were equally curious to listen to the conversation between the two of them.

“But that little monk back then, is the senior Han today!” Young dried up, said a word to keep the people present like wooden chickens.

“What, Senior Han is the one who fixed it as a low priest?” A skinny tall man stood up from his chair, full of unbelievable looks,

“What the hell is going on? Speak up!” The old man with the dark face after shock frowned and asked.

“Here's the thing, big brother!” The skinny tall man hastily gave a brief account of what happened back then, and it was incredible for several others to hear it.

“Fourth Brother said that Senior Han was just a fairy fixer on the 78th floor of the Qi period?” The young woman swallowed a sigh of saliva and realized that she was not elegant and could not help but blush.

But a few others, all in shock, didn't notice her little move.

“Fourth Brother can't mistake people, after all it was more than ten years ago, the looks and ages of senior Han should be different!” The old man with a dark face touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

“No, that must be Senior Han! He looked exactly the same, except he looked a little older!” Young people are startled, then think about it and say yes.

Hearing the young man say so chopped to pieces, several others looked at each other in disguise.

In just over a decade, a cultivator so low became a foundation-building monk, which made the hearts of several people bitter.

At one time, no one had the heart to speak again.

“Well, whether Senior Han was that person or not, now he is a true foundational monk, or a little courtesy cannot be lost. Don't ask me anything I shouldn't, okay?” After a moment of silence, the old man opened his mouth.

“I get it.” After hesitating for a moment, the young man honestly promised that his face would finally return to normal.

“All right, let's go back to the house and get some gas! Get ready. Don't you know what kind of fight it's gonna be tonight?” The old man told everyone.

After listening to this, the others looked at each other a few times and all went back to their rooms.

Suddenly, the soundhouse became silent.

About an hour later, the sky went dark.

A man suddenly walked out of a cabin in the acoustic hall.

The man carefully hid the door, looked around and walked out of the small courtyard silently.

He walked to the far corner of a wall in a pitch-black night, his eyes flashed a little hesitation, but soon became resolute.

He pulled a small box out of his arms nervously, just when he wanted to open it.

Suddenly there was a sigh behind him, which shivered the person's body and almost threw the box in his hand onto the ground. Because listening to the sound, it's like Han Li's voice.

“Why did you do that?” The voice of another man he knew so well, almost simultaneously, was filled with sadness.

Then he saw the bright light and walked out of the neighborhood simultaneously with several people holding the moonstone. Under pale white light, they are all disbelief.

“Why are you doing this?” The black-faced old man deplored everything he said.

“Why what? I just came out to try the magic trick!” This man's divine colour was incredibly pale and gradually returned to normal, if nothing happened, he said.

“Can you give what you have to the next look?” From the pitch-black night, Han Li landed from the sky, as usual.

“Strange, how could my magic trick be shown to outsiders! Of course not, isn't it Fourth Brother? ”

This sneaky man is actually a young woman among Meng Mountain Five Friends.

At this time, she tried to keep her usual look, but her hands kept holding the little box, not letting go of her hand.

“Fifth Sister, give what you have to Senior Han!” The black-faced old man said with a gloomy face, his voice filled with chill. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)