She smiled, but after taking out the Yin-Yang Bead, she lost the power to resist the racial power, which made her even more painful. She spoke so weak that she could struggle to listen to it. She didn't know if Shi Fanling had heard it clearly, but she didn't have the strength to repeat it again.

Shifanling said to Poluo: "Poluo, stop first."

"Okay." The sedan chair stopped immediately, and Shifanling said to Meng Li: "Persevere, I'll take you out."

"Okay." Meng Li didn't have the strength to ask what to do. She was devoted to resisting the racial power in her body.

Shi Fanling took Meng Li out and said to Po Luo: "She is in pain now. You can find a way to relieve it. I want to deal with something."

"Okay." Po Luo responded, and suddenly saw Meng Li having a horn bead hanging around her neck. Her eyes widened, and all the witches widened, and then they whispered. Meng Li had no energy to listen to what they said, and her consciousness was almost blurred.

Shi Fanling took off the string of horn beads from Meng Li's neck, and Po Luo was still staring at her, and she said, "Let me touch it."

Shi Fanling quickly handed it to her, and she quickly felt it. Fortunately, it was not wasted, it was all here, but it turned into beads hanging around Meng Li's neck.

There were other things added inside, and looking at Shifanling, it seemed that things were still needed to be integrated into it.

Perhaps the thing was taken off Meng Li, otherwise Meng Li's condition would not have deteriorated suddenly, and her eyes had begun to dissipate.

Shi Fanling looked at Meng Li like this and felt that Meng Li was so stupid that she handed over the things that others asked her about her life.

Is this trust in himself? Shi Fanling smiled bitterly, took the horn bead from Po Luo's hand, and walked away.

When the witches saw that Meng Li was in danger, they were afraid that they would pass by, so they quickly chanted the mantra to relieve Meng Li's pain.

Meng Li curled up on the ground, she squinted her eyes in pain and looked at the sky...

In a trance, I heard the lady say that she would persevere.

"I'm finally back. When Shifanling came back again, Polu immediately spoke. Shifanling glanced at Meng Li lying on the ground, and Polu said, "I'm unconscious again."

"It's very dangerous." Shi Fanling checked Meng Li's situation.

Then he quickly put the horn beads on Meng Li's neck.

Po Luo couldn't help but stretch out his hand and touched it, and then she asked unexpectedly: "How could there be such a powerful power of nothingness inside?"

"There is not much time to explain this to you." Shi Fanling picked up Meng Li and put it back in the sedan chair.

Meng Li was originally a powerful crossbow bow. Without Yin and Yang beads, his strength was insufficient. The sea of ​​consciousness was swept by the erosion of the powers of various races and reached a point of collapse. Although she looked unconscious, she was actually conscious. This consciousness just couldn't know the situation in the outside world, but she knew her own situation.

Meng Li is sure that he is going to die this time. What a pity, is he really going to die?

I'm so sorry...

Meng Li felt that there were cracks in his sea of ​​consciousness, and it was over... She wanted to open her eyes and leave some last words, but it was a pity!

Suddenly, a warm current flew into her soul and into her sea of ​​consciousness. Meng Li sensed carefully that this was the power in the horn bead and the powerful power of nothingness. These forces rushed in and helped her drive away the erosion of some racial forces swept through.

If you say that the power of nothingness that you mobilized before is a stream, then the power of nothingness is the sea.
Chapter completed!