A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“What, Ziling knows Han Daoyou?” Hu Qinglei asked, his voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of Purple Spirit.

“Nice. Concubine and Brother Han are really old friends!” Purple Spirit lost his eyes and seemed to wake up, staring at Han Li's eyes hurriedly came back and said with a smile. But her high, low, and fluctuating breasts indicate that she is in an abnormal mood and is simply unable to look like herself.

“Miss Purple Spirit, I didn't expect to see you here.” Han Li touched his nose and said with a bitter smile.

After all, he was not a normal person, and the colour of God was quickly restored.

“Oh, since Purple Spirit and Han Daoyou are old acquaintances, that would be great. Ziling, let's drink to Han Li Daoyou first. Once in my demon palace, I can no longer relate to everything that was before, and this glass of wine is a wrap.” Chongqing Ray said in silence for a moment. There seems to be no desire to ask Han Li about his relationship with his future concubine.

After listening to this, Purple Spirit made a smile, and it stalled.

A Lady of the Demon Palace next to her also immediately handed over a trailer to the woman. There is a pot and a green glass on the plate.

Purple Spirit looked down at what was in the tray, and the cloudy hair temporarily blocked most of her face, making it impossible to see the woman's face now, but after her figure only stood still for a moment, she slowly stretched out a flat wrist and gently picked up the handle of the bottle.

There was some tension in the palace, and as the woman moved, it was instantly one of a kind.

The shady face of the wooden crown old man eased.

Han Li quietly watched Purple Spirit pour a glass of rouge, then held the glass with a white jade finger, lifted his head, and walked towards him without a word.

Purple Spirit's face had disappeared, and he regained his indifferent deity, and his gaze at Han Li instantly looked like a stranger.

Han Li had a twitch in the corner of his mouth, but then calmed down.

“Han Daoyou, drink this thin wine!” The sound of purple spirits seemed to come from far away, as if it were just a shell talking. The people in the palace listened, and more or less produced a little bit of grief for Ali.

Han Li looked at the nearby glass and instead of immediately reaching out to pick it up, he glanced at the woman's arm, body, and finally parked on the delicate face like a jade sculpture.

eyes slightly narrowed sometime!

At this moment, the atmosphere just relaxed in the palace became more aggravated.

But the old wooden crown's color remained the same this time, but the cold flashed through his eyes.

Does the gift of courtesy seem to sense the society? I can't help but look at the old demon and look at the strange situation between Han Li and Purple Spirit. It's just a smile. People can't see what's going on in their minds.

The rest of the ex-baby monks also have different faces, but naturally many of them are predominantly meant to rejoice in misfortune.

Han Li raised his hand and suddenly picked up the glass in Purple Spirit's hand. His hand lifted and he actually drank it.

His move made everyone in the palace one of a kind. The two eyebrows of Chongqing Lei were chosen as one, but soon recovered as usual.

Purple Spirit's wooden face suddenly appeared a complicated color. She stared at Han Li for a moment and took over the empty glass without a word, then slowly turned away.

“Wait a minute! If I'm not mistaken, Miss Purple Spirit is banned! ”

Han Li spoke calmly at a time when everyone thought that there would be no fluctuations in this matter due to the threat of Hu Qinglei.

Purple Spirit was about to walk back to the delicate body as an earthquake, really lotus feet, unconsciously stopped in place.

The entire palace was instantly silent and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and a needle fell to the ground to hear it.

“Han Daoyou, you're not drinking too much. Don't get drunk, people get drunk!” There was no expression on the face of the thunder, and after drinking a glass of wine in his hand, he actually said this sentence.

The dissatisfaction in his words has become evident.

“Brother Hu, don't worry, even though Han has had two more drinks, he is very sober and doesn't talk nonsense.” Han glanced for a moment, but smiled carelessly.

“Really? Ziling, let me ask you, do you think Han Daoyou is drunk, you don't know yet.” Khu Kyung Lei lowered his head and looked at the palm of a red ring without lifting his head.

Purple Spirit heard the words, instantly divine color continuously variable, the bright red lips moved twice, trying to say something, but eventually nothing.

Khu Qinglei seemed to feel the hesitation in Purple Spirit's heart and looked up.

As a result, everyone saw the face of the wooden crown elder at this moment, all frightened, hidden cold in his heart.

Because, despite its divine colour and its predecessors, Hu Lao Demon had a faint black air on his face, and at the same time a pair of eyeballs had sometime turned slightly red, flashing a hinge of cold, not like the human eye.

“Hodor, you...” The gift was next to what he wanted to say, but the old wooden crown man's cold words immediately interrupted his words.

“Even if this man brought it to my brother, do you think I was bullied over the head as if I didn't know? If he doesn't give me a statement today, he'll never get out of here again. ”

After listening to this, he could only laugh twice and stop persuading the old devil to shake his head instead:

“Brother Han, you must know exactly what you're doing. There's something I can't do for you. Think for yourself how to explain to Brother Hu! I think I should have something to say to Brother Hu. ”

After saying this, the gift no longer looks at the two of them, leaning back, but closing his eyes to rest.

Though there was little to say to the gift, Han Li could hear a little bit of maintenance from his words. It's just the same as being a monk of the gods, obviously not wanting to conflict directly with the Elder Devil. So I woke him up for a few words and could only stand by and watch.

Han Li smiled slightly and turned his head to the purple spirit beside him and asked:

“Miss Purple Spirit, you and I have been seeing each other for years. Kind of one of Han's few friends. Now that you have restraints in your body, you may be forced to do so. Han doesn't want to offend Daoyou, but he can't sit idly by and ignore you. Until then, however, I hope Daoist will give me a true answer. Whether to voluntarily wish to marry Brother Hu as concubine. If it is a willingness, I will not naturally do the scenery. If you don't want to...” Han Li's words are not finished, but the meaning of the words is obvious.

“I…” Purple Spirit's face was filled with joy, hesitation, helplessness and all kinds of intertwined expressions, seemed eager to answer, but for a moment he didn't know how to say it.

“Don't ask her. Does anyone who enters the Palace wish to be a concubine, or is she in charge? But if you don't want to, what can you do? Do you want to force her out of the palace?” Khu Qinglei laughed coldly, and the words were filled with irony.

“Indeed it is! Whether this is true or not.” Han Li sighed softly, but finally asked Purple Spirit again like confirmation.

“I inadvertently revealed my true face a few years ago and was captured by several elders of the Celestial Demon Sect, who were robbed and plundered into the mountains. Naturally, there is no volunteering.“ Purple Spirit's eyes fell on Han Li, seeing that he is now a late Yuan Baby Cheng. Faced with the evil palace master who frightened himself of the abnormality, he also looked abnormal. Somehow, his heart warmed up and he actually told the truth by biting his teeth.

Upon hearing this, Khu Kyung Ray just laughed. The other monks in the palace and did not show any discoloration.

Things like this forcible pillaging of nuns may be heavily criticized if they are in the proper gates, such as Taiyi Gate. But in the midst of the monastery and some scattering of the side doors, it was just a matter of home, as if the heavens and the earth were righteous.

And the monks who come to this palace naturally have nothing to do with Orthodox Sect. No wonder we don't care about such things.

“With the words of Miss Purple Ling, that's fine. Brother Hu doesn't need to be angry, I don't mean to go against Daoist. Everything in the world can be exchanged equally, I don't know what conditions are being used in exchange for the freedom of Zi Ling Dao Friends.” After Han Li nodded, he actually said that to the old wooden crown man. It was as if he had been unkind to this man's face and ignored it.

“In exchange for you?” Qingqing Thunder's face was first flashed, and then a strange expression appeared on the face

“What, Hoo, don't you think I deserve it?” Han Li said silently.

“Nice, you deserve something to swap with! Even if you are stronger than the average late Yuan Baby Monk, it's not worth mentioning in my eyes. Or do you really think bringing you here to Daoyou would make you sit on par with Hoo? Besides, there are other treasures in the world that can make you feel something. By the way, I hear you have two more Lingbao. But call someone who wants to kill you. These two spiritual treasures don't belong to someone yet.” Chongqing Lei Yinshen said, at the same time, a layer of light appeared on his body that resembled the essence, and seemed to be a little heartbreaking to Han Lizhen.

“Lingbao, it looks like he told Daoyou to call his brother. But I wonder if Taoist will tell Taoist about the extermination of fairy beads. And do you really think that the spatial node data that I've handed over is everything? Or do you think you can catch me alive and perform a soul-searching technique on me when I have a bead to destroy?” Han glanced strangely twice and suddenly his lips twitched in the ears of the wooden crown old man.

Originally the fierce demon Hu Lao, his face changed dramatically when he heard this, his eyes stared at Han Li with cold eyes, and suddenly he did not speak.

“Windmill, does this boy really have a bead to destroy?” What everyone does not know is that a moment later, a fine sound was sounded in the ears of the old wind monster, which was the voice of the old demon.

It's just that this old demon doesn't know what kind of mystery it's carrying out, and the obvious lip bouncing, even God can pass by the unwitting sound. Even with Han Li's intellect, he was unable to discover the difference. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)