Just now Jiang Li lost her way in the forest. By chance, or stepping on **** luck, she crashed into a strange secret territory.
It should be the heroine's halo that played a role. She got the inheritance that Fu Yue said and improved her physique. That is something almost everyone in the cultivating world envied.
A clear Taoist heart.
This shows that Jiang Li's path of cultivation in this life will be unimpeded, without any obstacles and so-called bottlenecks of the demons.
She ran back excitedly, ready to share the good news with Fu Yue.
Yueyue, look, I can become more powerful, and I will be able to cover you in the future!
It's a pity that everything happened too quickly and unexpectedly.
The little figure stood in front of her without hesitation, and the delicate and beautiful little girl tried to raise her hand, trying to block her eyes.
The whispered sentence, "Don't look."
The girl's blood-stained lips smiled, and the slowly falling body was set against the sky full of red maple, which was exceptionally beautiful.
Jiang Li's finger bones turned white, and she squeezed the hilt in her hand as if she was about to smash it, her beautiful eyes closed, tears dripping down the corners of her eyes.
She slowly got up, then opened her eyes.
The fundus of his eyes was completely scarlet, and his forehead was thin and blue.
"what--"
Finally, a crying roar resounded through the forest.
You deserve to die, you all deserve to die.
No, there's me, I **** too.
...
Holding the sword in her hand, Jiang Li staggered and walked away. She slowly raised her eyes, turned her head, took a deep look at the people trapped in the big formation, and remembered them all.
She glanced at her sword and muttered to herself in a low voice: "Yueyue is injured. It must be very painful. Will she never wake up again..."
Thinking of this, Jiang Li's eyes flashed with fear.
For the first time, she hated her own weakness and incompetence, and a monstrous hatred surged.
Suddenly, Jiang Li laughed again, "The **** Liu Yiyi, the old thief Bai Zhanyuan, and the respectable hypocrites of Xianzong, they should all pay for it."
"Even juniors can't teach well, but they only know how to bully others. What does such a sect keep doing?"
No one found out.
The woman's originally beautiful and pure eyes were already dark, her pure and beautiful face was somewhat gloomy and pale, and her lips were extremely red.
The loose green silk fell behind his head and fluttered with the wind.
Such a beautiful picture abruptly reveals a somewhat mysterious beauty.
Jiang Li is in a demon.
The breath that radiated from her body was dark, gray, and white with dust, no longer holy.
...
No Bodhi tree, nor stand mirror.
There is nothing, where is the dust.
In the original world, Jiang Li, the always innocent and kind-hearted female protagonist, was actually enchanted.
In the space, the System 677 that knew everything, it almost didn't stare at all, but it was powerless.
Fuck, fuck, the plot collapsed.
This means that everything that happens next can no longer be measured by common sense.
But the system 677 couldn't contact Fu Yue, and could do nothing but worry.
Muttered to himself: [The host has made a big play this time, and he almost got in. 】
...
Sunset over the mountain top.
The girl's small figure was lying on the snow-white ice bed, and her spiritual power dissipated outwards in waves, disappearing, not temporarily dissipated by Huagong, but the kind that is about to be dissipated.
Shihai collapsed, unable to return to heaven.