A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

“Oh, nothing, actually. I am very curious about how powerful the Han brothers can cultivate their flesh. You know, it's incredible that the Blood River Needle beneath isn't famous for its sharp treasure, but it can be rebounded by physical force.” After a breath of blood poison, he asked.

Speaking, the demon stared at Han Li without blinking.

“My predecessor wanted to ask about it. Latter-day flesh is indeed a little stronger than the average person. But it was just a little bit of an opportunity, having taken several psychotropic medicines to strengthen the body. How can you compare yourself to a dragon like your predecessor?” Han Li replied silently.

“Psychol! I guess so. But the Han brothers finally took my last hit of the three six-armed phases, it doesn't seem to be the true spirit of the aristocracy. I looked at it with some familiarity, seemed to have seen it somewhere, but I couldn't think of it for a while. Han Daoyou could give some warning to Blood.” Blood poison smiled softly.

“Oh, that was an unexpected exotic cultivation method obtained by the younger generations. It was only after a little cultivation, what kind of magic. The younger generation doesn't know.” Han Lishen wrote it all down, blurring everything out. The answer is almost the same as the no answer.

I was slightly surprised to hear Han Li say it was so smooth, but he laughed without mentioning it and continued to persuade Han Li to drink.

As such, the alchemist drank his blood on Han Li's side as if he was drunk, so he left in a shaky farewell.

Han Standing at the attic window, his face smiled convergently looking out of the attic.

Only blood poison swayed into another attic not far from Han's residence. Han Li is only a few hundred feet away.

Han Li brows slightly wrinkled.

At such close range, he could not escape this bloody surveillance without making a slight move. Looks like this is the one who Muqing sent to spy on him.

Han Remotely thought, leaving the window.

By then, the green-shirted waitress had removed the liquor table and cleaned the attic. Then stand respectfully aside and wait for Han Li's command.

“You go down first, I'll take a personal break.” Han Li was polite and waved the woman down.

“Yes, Mr. Han. The little maid is on the first floor, ready to be summoned by the mister.” The Green Shirt waitress said yes and quit the floor very submissively.

Han Li stared lightly at the woman's figure disappearing from the stairwell and whisked her hand toward the bracelet.

A pile of blue flags floated in the palm of his hand after a flash of daylight flashed.

With one hand flashing again, more than a dozen green flashes flew around the house and vanished into the void in a flash.

Han Li pinched the knife and single-handedly struck with a blue method.

“Bang” muffled. A blue light screen appeared empty-handed on all walls of the house, forming a closed restraint.

This restraint does not have much protection, but it is magical to isolate the minds of others.

Even though he knew he was nearly under house arrest, Han Li never wanted to expose himself easily to others.

In the other attic, the blood poison was sitting on a futon with a slightly closed plate of eyes, his eyes opened in a motion, but the corner of his mouth immediately filled with a slight smile and then closed again.

By then, Han Li had rested with his head resting on a pillow.

Though in a dangerous place, the Son's trial in the previous period consumed a lot of mind, and it was just on this occasion to recover.

When his body and mind have returned to their peak, think carefully about how to escape.

Han Li quickly fell asleep thinking so in his heart.

This sleep lasted all day and night before he slowly woke up from his sleep.

Standing up from the bed, Han Li did not panic and stretched his lazy waist before sitting on a wooden chair beside the bed, single-handedly holding up his chin and thinking quietly.

He didn't believe what Muqing and Bloodlust said when they wanted to borrow from the beginning.

Needless to say, with all his years of fighting experience, how can he hide his sensibility from the depravity of these two demons when they rush after him? Separation was initially a killer, trying to take his life.

As to why this witch suddenly changed her mind, she must have discovered something unexpectedly available in her place.

Now thinking about it, the time between catching up with each other and suddenly changing your mind and taking pictures of yourself is just a very short moment.

Ki Qing, this woman only said one or two words in total, but only mentioned the extinction of evil god thunder! Is it because of this Divine Thunder...

Han visually flickered for a few moments, feeling that his guess should be close.

However, although evil thunderbolts have a strange effect in exorcising evil, if magic and evil magic are powerful enough, they cannot be easily broken. How can such a degree of power be perceived by such combined demon kings as Muqing? If they can't even deal with demons or evil spirits, thunderbolts won't work.

Han Li had a little bit of a puzzle.

Instead of drilling at the tip of his head on the matter, however, he breathed out a long breath.

Now that you have found something you really need to use, your life should be safe for now. He still has a lot of confidence to get out of here as long as he's a cop.

Next, all he has to do is wait for this witch and her to tell her about it, and then see what happens.

Han Li temporarily relieved himself.

As for the idea of fleeing now, though it had flashed through his mind. But when you think of the blood poison you're watching close by. He also had to give up completely.

He changed his mind and remembered Leland and others.

Now that both Muqing and the Blood Demon have come after him, they should be able to return to the ground smoothly to complete the trial. In this way, he also completed the Tianpeng re-entrustment and restored himself to freedom. The Tianpeng people could not use Tianpeng's oath to restrain them from anything else.

However, as long as Leilan and others pass the trial, the Tianpeng people will not really care about the life and death of their temporary son.

Han Li laughed, and after not knowing how long he had been in the chair, he got up and sat on his knees on the bed.

He began to practise his breath calmly...

Half a month goes by in a blink!

During this period, the blood poison came to the door from time to time to talk to Han Li about drinking, and Han Li stayed at the residence all day and did not go out, behaving in an unusually honest manner.

Until one day half a month later, suddenly the blood shaken and found it, and then a serious statement:

“Brother Han, the mistress's lover goes to the wood fairy palace. I would like to introduce the other seniors to one or two.

“Well, there's a blood worker.” Han Li was completely colorless and calmly echoed.

Seeing Han Li's calming appearance, Confucian-like blood poisoning is a little admirable.

He asked himself that Han Li was in such a situation that he would never be able to maintain such a state of pride.

So after a haha, he took Han Li outside the attic.

After a meal, Han Li reappeared in front of the original wooden palace and entered the palace door with blood poison.

The palace was very different from Han Li's last visit, with three extra long tables on each side of the palace and three waves of people sitting on each table.

Han Li's eyes flashed and the measure passed.

There are only two people at a table, all covered by a bloody robe, no matter the smell of the body, they cannot come out of each other, as if one person were two.

The other table was just a man of unusual height with a black cloak, giving off a chilly air that seemed to evade three feet, as if it could freeze all the nearby air.

The last wave was three women.

A snowy, bloodless middle-aged woman dressed in a green palace and sitting behind a table. Behind them, two other young women of good age stood there.

A petite figure with a sweet round face and lovely eyes.

Another wonderful figure, skin racing snow, but with an abnormally cold look. The two women and the beautiful woman had a slightly different pale face.

The front two tables were fine, and Han Li was surprised by the unpredictability of these repairs, but at last they were not of any different colour. But when he saw the two gorgeous girls at the last table, his face could no longer bear to change.

But finally, he had his mind set, and the color of the divine color almost immediately recovered, but deep in his eyes still hidden the color of surprise he knew.

“How could it be these two! He could no longer have heard anything about the two women after the disturbance in the world had broken up in that year. But it never occurred to me that they would be met again in spiritual interracial places. However, looking at the two of them in peace, the rehearsal technique actually succeeded.” Although Han Li retracted his gaze, his heart tumbled and it was temporarily difficult to calm down.

The beautiful woman with snowy skin was Yuan Yao of the turbulent sea, and the delicate woman next to her was naturally her sister-in-law, when her soul almost scattered Yeon Li.

When he was a young man, he met Yuan Yao, who had several sides! The result was a feeling of the woman's determination to save Yeon Li, on the one hand, because she pleaded with the other. So he took the liberty of carrying out his own mystical defense. But whoever wanted to encounter the ghost mist on the way in sucked him into the gloomy land. It took nine bulls and two tigers to escape. But when she came out, Yuan Yao's whereabouts were unknown and disappeared.

Han Li is naturally amazed when he meets here and sits with the Demon King of the Land!

Han Li and the blood came in for a moment, and the eyes of the people in the palace naturally swept away.

When Yuan Yao Er and Daughter saw Han Li, they performed very differently.

Yuan Yaomi's eyesight shocked her, and then there was no expression on her face, and she didn't see anything unusual.

Yeon Li blinked and a little confusion appeared on her face. Apparently, this woman almost forgot Han Li, who had only one side. I just think Han Li is a little familiar!

“Oh, is this the man you're talking about? It's just a spiritual cultivation. Can it really be useful?” It was a beautiful woman with white hair, coldly said, with an unusual voice.

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