When Meng Li said this, Poluo was unwilling to speak again to attack Meng Li's enthusiasm and self-confidence.

She said, "Of course I hope you can stick with it."

"Yes, I'm tired." Meng Li said: "Let's go to the next place, and I can wait until I get there."

"Okay." Po Luo thought to himself that he could finally continue to set out and had been waiting here for some days.

Meng Li entered the sedan chair again, and Shi Fanling followed him in. Meng Li lay down, tossing and turning, in great pain. She said to Shi Fanling: "I have been sleeping these days."

"You won't be bored if you haven't chatted with you anymore." In fact, she used a lot of effort when she said these words.

Shifanling said, "No."

"Stop talking, I know speaking will only make you more painful."

Meng Li stopped talking, the sedan chair moved, Meng Li's consciousness fell into a deep sleep again. After waiting for her in the place, she woke up and accepted the power of a race again.

Seeing that Meng Li was in this state, this race couldn't help but worry. How long could this last?

After Meng Li accepted the power of this race, he fell into a deep sleep again. She couldn't force herself to stay asleep. All the power in her body was used to fight the erosion and pollution of the excess power of the soul.

It was too chaotic, these forces were restless, repelling each other, and struggling her hard.

When she woke up again, Meng Li came to the Fan Ling weakly: "How long have I slept this time?"

"It's okay this time, it's not long." Shifanling said.

Meng Li nodded: "You told Po Luo and the others that you can set off."

"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Shifanling said.

Meng Li smiled: "Of course I'm anxious. I think I can be free as soon as possible after accepting the power of the hundreds of tribes."

"So you want to die now?" Shi Fanling asked.

Meng Li sighed: "It's so painful, and he endured inhuman pain every moment."

She said again: "It's just a pity that her talent will be ruined by me."

"Without her talent, you don't have so much power to persevere until now." Shi Fanling said seriously.

Meng Li remembered that before leaving, he thought about returning the original talent of asking about love, but he did not want to drag down the talent. Now that he thought, he was afraid he would be weaker without the talent of asking about love.

The other side of the question should be able to sense it. Her soul mobilizes her original talent anytime and anywhere to strengthen her strength and fight against various forces in her body.

I don’t know what that girl would think, whether she would be worried, whether she would be sad, or she would be happy, because she was always mobilizing her original power.

"So have you been tortured by such pain, day by day, and your willpower is also tortured?" Shi Fanling probably knew that Meng Li had such thoughts for a long time, so he was not surprised.

Meng Li smiled bitterly. It hurt so much that she didn't have much strength. She took a break for a while. Shi Fanling was also used to her stop.

He waited quietly for Meng Lixie to reply to him.

"Life is worse than death. I feel that I can resist it. I can't say that I can change someone, so I have committed suicide long ago. Sometimes I feel so painful that I just want to die. If I die, I can get rid of all this pain." Meng Li looked at Shi Fanling and smiled weakly: "Shouldn't you praise me?"

Such pain will ultimately destroy human willpower.

"Of course I want to praise you, you are the most powerful." Shi Fanling smiled.

Actually, she is really tough.

Meng Li: "Thank you for your praise."

"How long have we been out this time?" Meng Li asked Youyou.

She slept too much and didn't know how long she had been out. Shi Fanling said, "It's been about three years."

"Three years?" Meng Li looked at Shi Fanling in surprise: "Have you been so long?"

"I thought it was only three months old." Meng Li said in surprise.

"Sometimes you sleep for half a month, and your days of awakening are very short." Shi Fanling said.

Meng Li felt very uncomfortable after hearing this. Three years, the days when he was awake were too short, but they were awake all the time.

Ask the girl, do you want to miss yourself?

What is she doing?

Is she getting along well with Wan Xing Youyun now?

Is You Yun still following Yuanzi? If not, where is he now? Where is he living?

What are you doing?

"Do you miss your love?" Shifanling asked.

Meng Li nodded, and Shi Fanling said, "Then do you want to go back and see?"

"Is it a long way to go back here?" Meng Li asked.

"I went back in a few days after building the channel, but Poluo and the others always walked, so it was very slow." Shi Fanling said.

Meng Li sighed: "That's all, that's all."

Po Luo and the others probably wouldn't be willing to accompany her back, and the appearance she looked like she could only make Wen Qing feel uncomfortable. It's been three years since she was still fine. I wonder if Wan Xing and the others are fine.

What's going on in the spiritual world? How many soul bodies are there now?

"I'm tired." Meng Li couldn't hold on anymore and fell into a coma again.

Shifanling just sighed.

Meng Li woke up again and came to the Fan Ling: "Have we not reached the next tribe yet?"

"No." Shi Fanling smiled, and Meng Li stretched out: "It hurts so much."

"Don't worry, I don't want to die. What I said before going to bed just now was to make fun of you." She paused for a long time, and finally accumulated enough energy to say the next sentence. She said, "Isn't it a loss to die like this?"

"Three years." Meng Li couldn't help but sigh. After three years, she suddenly felt that three years were so long.

Too long.

No wonder she felt that there were fewer creatures in the races she went to these two times.

There seemed to be only a few races left. Once she was confused. Didn’t Poluo look down on a race with few people? Why did she still look for such races? But she was confused at the time, because it was too painful and forgot to ask, and she never thought about asking afterwards.

It’s not that they are too few, they are just taken away by Demon.

I don’t know how the Lingman clan is doing, and how are you doing with Senior Jufeng?

"Do you feel that the vast will is playing tricks?" Shi Fanling suddenly asked.

Meng Li whispered: "This kind of words cannot be heard by Haohanyi." She laughed at Shifanling, who said: "If Haohanyi really wants to end this disaster, he will not choose you as the destined person."

"It's because it's you that it takes such a long time."

Meng Li: "Don't say that anymore, it makes me feel that you look down on me."

Shi Fanling laughed softly: "How dare you?"

Meng Li had no strength to speak, leaned on him, but just looked at each other quietly with Shi Fanling, looking at each other with all eyes. After a while, Meng Li had enough strength to speak again, and she said, "You are so pleasing to the eye."

Shifanling: "…"

What made you let yourself go?
Chapter completed!