Chapter 260: The Cold Immortal Venerable Is Crazy (25)

Just now, Jiang Li got lost in the forest. By chance, or by luck, she crashed into a strange secret realm.

It should be that the heroine's halo has played a role. She got the inheritance that Fu Yue said, and improved her physique, which is something that almost everyone in the world of cultivating immortals envies.

A clear mind.

This shows that in this life, Jiangli's cultivation path will be unimpeded, without any obstacles of inner demons and so-called bottlenecks.

She ran back excitedly, ready to share the good news with Fu Yue.

Yueyue, look, I can become stronger, and I can cover you in the future!

Unfortunately, everything that happened later happened too fast and too unexpectedly.

That small figure stood in front of her without hesitation, and the delicate and beautiful little girl tried her best to raise her hand, trying to block her eyes.

That whispered, "Don't look."

The girl's blood-stained lips were smiling, and her slowly falling body was particularly poignant against the red maple sky.

Jiang Li's phalanx turned white, she was holding the hilt of the sword as if she wanted to crush it, her beautiful eyes were closed, and tears welled up in her eyes, dripping down the corners of her eyes.

She stood up slowly and opened her eyes again.

The fundus of his eyes was completely scarlet, and the thin veins on his forehead were bulging.

"what--"

Finally, a roar with the sound of crying resounded through the entire forest.

You're damned, you're all damned.

No, there's me too, and I'll be damned too.

...

Holding the sword in her hand, Jiang Li staggered away. She slowly raised her eyes, turned her head, took a deep look at the people trapped in the formation, and remembered them all.

She glanced at her sword, and said to herself in a low voice: "Yueyue is injured, it must be very painful, will she never wake up..."

Thinking of this, Jiang Li's eyes flashed with fear.

For the first time, she hated herself for being weak and incompetent, and a monstrous hatred surged up.

Suddenly, Jiang Li laughed again, "That bitch Liu Yiyi, that old thief Bai Zhanyuan, and those sanctimonious hypocrites of Xianzong, they should all pay for this."

"Even the juniors can't teach well. They only know how to bully others. Why keep such a sect?"

No one found out.

The woman's originally beautiful and pure eyes were already darkened, her clear face was slightly pale, and her lips were extremely red.

The loose blue hair hangs down to the back of the head, fluttering with the wind.

Such a beautiful picture, but abruptly reveals a bit of strange beauty.

Jiangli is obsessed.

The aura emanating from her whole body was dark and gray, and the white clothes stained with dust were no longer holy.

...

No Bodhi tree, nor stand mirror.

There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust.

In the original world, the heroine Jiang Li, who has always been pure and kind, has become enchanted.

In the space, System 677, which knows everything, almost popped its eyeballs, but it was powerless.

Fuck, crap, the plot collapsed.

This means that what happens next will no longer be measured by common sense.

But system 677 couldn't contact Fu Yue, so he couldn't do anything except worry.

He said to himself: [The host is so playable this time, he almost lost his life. 】

...

Sunset on top of the mountain.

The girl's small figure was lying on the snow-white ice bed, and the spiritual power in her body was dissipating outwards in waves, disappearing, not temporarily dissipated by energy transformation, but the kind that was about to be dissipated.

The sea of ​​consciousness collapsed, unable to return to heaven.