A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Han Li just glanced at him and stopped taking his own path.

But as Han Li gradually went away on the corridor, the sounds of fairies outside the sky became louder and louder, and the original dancing white crane flew to both sides of the corridor, and followed the wings.

A moment later, all the cranes in the sound of Xianle suddenly twisted into a young girl dressed in palace clothes of all colours.

Each of these women was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but she was unusually beautiful, full of youthful vitality, twisting her soft, boneless, slim waist, smiling gently at Han Li,

Their eyes were full of emotional spirits, as if Han Li were their most adorable lover.

At this time, the sound of joy changed and began to soften, filled with the feeling of love before and after flowers, causing people to bury deep emotions into their hearts unconsciously.

Han Li listened and moved, but then his heart was like a stone, ignoring the soft whispers of the girls on both sides, with no expression on his face.

After walking out of dozens of brothers, Han Li's ears suddenly changed and sounded sad and sad.

The girls' eyes then changed, stopped the dance of the waist and limbs, a face that turned sad into endless grudges, the sad stare at Han Li, as if at this moment Han Li became that heartbreaking ambitious person again. Makes people look at their hearts and hearts and feel sorry for them.

“Interesting!” Han Li smiled and was really interested in walking and admiring the mournful expression of the young girls. She looked like she was watching the show.

Han Li is well aware that since the fantasy realm is arranged behind haunted fog and ice lanes, it is certainly impossible to have just these little tricks, but there must be other means.

Indeed, at first sight, this did not allow Han Li to stay for a moment. The fairy sounds began to emit some heartbeating euphemisms, while the girl outside flashed, instantly growing up to be seven or eight years old, becoming a beautiful young woman full of beauty.

These stunning beauties, all with red spots, eyes like fire, constantly make some provocative moves, and step by step, fade away from their palazzo clothes, revealing a naked, white figure, a rich, fat buttocks, full of temptations that drive men crazy. And the groaning of their little red mouths is harder to resist than the demonic sounds of the other day, provoking the hidden lust of men from time to time.

Han Li shrugged, but after a slight flurry in his brain, he immediately became divine.

He doesn't care if the real person comes at him with a foxy trick, and these crude illusions are naturally hidden from his eyes.

The action of the beautiful young lady on both sides of the corridor began to become even more aggressive. Some hands pressed her breasts against Han Lifei's eyes, some willow waist twisted and caressed her whole body. Others hugged each other, and the public began to fake phoenix...

Han Li looked at it with confusion, some of it was surprising, but because there was a big decision to protect his mind, he only appreciated it as a rare encounter.

Next, the young women's face changed again and began to transform into all kinds of beautiful women. There were noble and dignified women, enthusiastic sluts like fire, innocent and lovely young girls, cold, arrogant and frosty virginity women, each with a different personality and multi-temperament. It's like all the best people in the world have been shown one by one outside.

Han Li had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were so cold everywhere that he had no intention of moving at all.

After an hour of walking, Han Li finally reached the end of the corridor after a full eye.

A flat-top black palace appears in front of it, all made of a black brick wall from the gate to the palace wall.

From that huge door of more than ten husbands, the dark inside, no light at all, gives a strange feeling.

Just as Han Li saw the black hall, the obscene noises outside the corridor and all the gorgeous women disappeared. Outside it was still the vast white cloud, and everything was restored to the way it had just entered the beginning of the corridor.

Han Li had no unexpected color, but instead looked at the black hall, revealing a slight stiffness, and his footsteps did not feel slowed down.

Not yet near the black palace, a thick smell of blood poured across the face.

Han Li frowned and stared again.

This revealed that the palace was not entirely black, but rather a strange colour of bitter red in the dark, as if the entire palace was covered in hot blood and solidified into black, full of evil.

Han Li stood in front of the hall with his shoulders in his arms and bowed his head.

Though he has never sought out anyone to learn more about the wonderful realm of fantasy, he can only see the appearance of this palace and also know that it must be negative emotions such as fear and fear. For him, it was not as acceptable as it had just been.

After all, Han Li himself knows what weaknesses are in his mind.

He is not a fearless tough man, nor a wise man of great wisdom, but, at best, a little bit of a smart and witty human being. If you really see something unbearable, you will also be blinded after impulse, and then it will be bad.

Looks like he's going to have to use the help of Brawl to get through this time.

Thinking of this, Han Li touched the round bead on his wrist and walked into the palace after having settled his mind slightly.

Black, very black!

As soon as Han Li walked into the palace, he had this very uncomfortable feeling.

Without knowing what kind of restraint was set here, Han immediately opened his eyes, and the only place he could see was the distance between the three and four lengths of the circle. Nor can God explore ex vivo.

But that's fine, but there's no quiet noise around, and the silence is a little scary.

Han Li couldn't help licking his lips and raised his hand to release a fireball.

But as soon as the light was shining, the fire ball went out.

Han Li, somewhat unwillingly reaching again, took a moonstone out of the storage bag.

But once the stone was taken out, the white light flashed and quickly dimmed, becoming glossless, as if it were an ordinary stone.

Only this time did he realize that this temple restraint has the odd effect of absorbing all kinds of light.

Then he died and slowly walked forward.

But he hasn't yet taken a few steps, and if there is a painful cry suddenly ringing in his ear, intermittent from afar, it sounds like a young woman.

Han Li sneered, ignoring the sound, and still walked in a fixed direction.

But the crying voice suddenly drifted close to him, and the tears grew more sad and sad, following his appearance.

“Psst!” Han Li was a little upset by the noise. He couldn't help but drink and exit loudly. The ground nearby shook slightly.

The cry disappeared.

Han Li was very satisfied, and his footsteps accelerated by three points. He wanted to go through the hall quickly.

But without waiting for him to come out, the cry sounded again, and a white figure appeared not far from Han standing. Half kneeling on the ground, as if she were a young woman of Pi Ma Dai Xiao!

That sad and sincere voice comes from its mouth.

Strangely, this woman knelt quite far, but Han Li glanced at her

Han Li looked coldly at the maiden in white and walked straight towards her.

He is well aware that the more timid and cowardly he is in this environment, the more likely he is to be bewitched by the illusions of his temple. Avoiding retreat is not a solution, but a silent face is the best response.

When I thought about it, Han Li was only seven or eight fathers away from the maiden in white.

He was about to scream again, and when he drank her back, he suddenly felt that the woman's crying sounded familiar, as if he'd heard it somewhere a long time ago.

Han Li was in a hurry to warn himself that it was only a hallucination, and he could not be enchanted by it.

But under the gaze, the white woman's body became more and more familiar, and a person's name jumped out of her head to try, but for a moment, she didn't really think about who she looked like.

Han Li's footsteps didn't feel like he had stopped. He frowned slightly at the woman in front of him and looked at her coldly.

“Fourth Brother!” A timidly soft voice came from the young woman.

Han Li sniffed, his brain “burst”, the blood didn't feel poured over his head, he had to ask in one mouth:

“Who are you, could it be...”

“Fourth Brother, you don't know me anymore. I'm a little girl!” The young lady in white had a low head and lifted it up gently, revealing an extremely sad face. The familiar face, the tiny nose, and the talkative eyes were identical to Han Li's little sister when she left home, but the young woman dressed like she seemed to have an extra mature rhyme.

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