Then the lady fell back and realized that the reason for feeling sad was because she wanted to give up something at that moment.

Probably a corner.

As a Po Luo, we should look at the horn of the treasure as the horn of life. The horn contains the original power of the birth of her. Is this really fate? Has the vast will also calculate her horn in it?

Now Meng Li can't stand it anymore, and Shi Fanling happened to propose that his own horns could allow Meng Li to support more.

If he didn't mention it, if he didn't know about it, Meng Li would die, and he would sigh and find a way to solve the devouring.

Unfortunately, he mentioned that he had something in his hand and his own corner that could keep Meng Li going. If he didn't take it out, would he just watch Meng Li die? The most important thing is that he must watch everything in vain?

Just one corner, not a pair.

The lady hypnotized herself in her mind, and she still had a corner, but...

Meng Li looked at Poluo, wondering why she was confused. Seeing that she was almost crushing the handkerchief she handed her to her, Meng Li glanced at Shi Fanling in a daze.

Po Luo always didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something, so Meng Li stopped disturbing him. She stood up with difficulty. Shi Fanling helped her. Meng Li took a few steps lightly and left Po Luo a little further.

"Why don't you let me go back to see Wenqing? Do you want me to die with your eyes open?" Meng Li was not angry and had a very plain tone when he asked this.

Shifanling said, "I will take you back when the next ten are completed."

"I always feel that I can't hold on." Meng Li told the truth, and she smiled weakly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for that time."

"Don't always say depressed words." Shifanling said: "You were determined to go this way, and you had to go to the end."

"I have thought about it for a long time and pain, but I have never thought about it. Sometimes I have to be determined to die." Meng Li said for a while.

"I'm tired, think about it. If you don't take me back, I'm afraid I will die of hugging you." She looked up at Shi Fanling, her eyes were not as bright as the past. She didn't move, her eyes were as quiet as an inflexible painting. Then she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Shi Fanling carried Meng Li into the sedan chair and let her sleep. He sat beside him and looked at Meng Li silently for a while.

He understood Meng Li's words, and what she meant was that I was unable to leave now. If you want to take me back, you can take me back. If you don't want to take me back, I can't do anything about it. But I will regret not being angry, it's just a pity.

He looked at Meng Li's beautiful face. This face had never changed, but he felt the breath of dead trees and rotten plants on her face.

Seeing Meng Li's brows frowning again, Shi Fanling knew that Meng Li was enduring inhuman pain even in his sleep. He went out and looked at Po Luo.

Poluo also looked at him.

"I promised Meng Li, I'd better take her back." Po Luo said.

Shifanling: "Are you still unwilling to give up your dedication?"

Po Luo said, "If she doesn't stick to it in the end, can my horn come back?"

Shi Fanling smiled: "It turns out that you are also calculating gains and losses."

"I'm afraid that someone will die, but the matter will not be done, and I will be beaten up?"

Po Luo: "Is this a sinful idea for me?"

"No sin." Shi Fanling said: "Everyone knows to weigh the pros and cons, but there is always a fool who rushed forward for a glimmer of hope and gave everything, and he was bleeding from his head. His life was still there, and he had no regrets. He was willing to be fooled by the so-called vast will and the so-called executing race."

"And the people who walked with her retreated from behind and refused to move forward."

Shi Fanling said something so ashamed that Poluo was ashamed. Shi Fanling said, "As far as I know, a horn, a horn that you don't usually use, and a horn that you won't use until the critical moment."

"Okay, stop talking." Po Luo struggled for a moment, and took a deep breath: "I'll give it to you."

"You must ensure that Meng Li and Anran survive the next ten."

"I can't guarantee that this is not a deal with you. Tiandao has plotted against your horns. Didn't he plot against me?" Shi Fanling curled the corner of his lips and raised his head and said, "Tiandao is very calculating, it's really hard to escape."

If this soul body was not Meng Li, I would not care about it. Because it was Meng Li, I took care of the journey, which allowed Meng Li to survive to this time.

Po Luo: "I understand."

"Things." Shi Fanling's face was very cold.

Po Luo: "I will give it to you later, but I can't."

Shi Fanling just said ok, turned around and went into the sedan chair. Not long after, there was a noise outside. It was the sound of the gods and witches talking, and Shi Fanling only felt noisy.

It seemed that Poluo wanted to take out a horn, but the other witches disagreed and had a dispute outside.

Shi Fanling didn't want to understand, and he would not adjust or reason. He only had the final result.

Poluo had already argued, and she had already agreed to Shifanling, so she gave the horn to Shifanling.

After Shi Fanling took the hand, he looked at what was on Po Luo's head. Compared with what was in his hand, Po Luo's head was longer, larger, and more majestic. This one was slightly smaller and shorter, but there was a bit of original power inside, which was the advantage of this small corner.

However, in other aspects, it is still not as good as Po Luo's head.

Seeing that Shi Fanling was still looking at her head, Po Luo took a step back and said cautiously: "I have given it, don't think about it anymore. The one on this head really has to kill me."

"I'm just looking." Shi Fanling took over Xiaojiao and said thank you to Po Luo.

"Will you waste it? How do you use it? What do you use it with?" Po Luo's heart was bleeding. This was her most precious thing, as if she had been slashed on her body, but in fact she was not so reluctant to leave her.

Shifanling said: "Don't worry, I will use it well and give full play to its greatest value."

Seeing that Shi Fanling refused to say it, it would be fine.

She wanted to make her things worth the most. She thought that Fan Ling would not waste her in the next life for Meng Li, but she felt a little nervous when she thought about the luxury of Fan Ling in the past few years.

Her horns are all treasures and should not be wasted at all.

It hurts, it hurts too much!

"You took away some of the original power, right?" Shi Fanling had already left, so he stopped and turned around to ask her.

Po Luo was shocked. She took some and put them in another corner. This thing is too important to her and to their witch clan. She just did such a secret, but she never deceived him.

"You should say it to me, it will only make people laugh." Shi Fanling smiled contemptuously.

Give it if you give it, and don’t give it if you don’t give it. If you give it, you have to make trouble.

The God Witch is just like this, everything in the world is nothing...

Po Luo lowered his head in shame.
Chapter completed!