Next, I felt a little anxious to find the place of will. Meng Li always wanted to find it earlier, but I was struggling to find it. For this reason, I couldn't help but comfort Meng Li:

"Ali, don't worry."

"If you can't find it, it's the life of the patriarch."

"The patriarch said that he didn't care whether he could survive. He only said that he had protected the Lingman clan in his life and did what he should do."

Meng Li smiled bitterly: "The patriarch is thinking clearly."

The patriarch, Senior Jufeng, these are the two elders of the vast creatures she has come into contact with. They have been around for a long time and can see through them.

In fact, when I decided to be cast by a sword, I also put life and death aside. However, now that I survived, I feel like I am not alive enough.

It was probably because of the mercy of the heavens, and it was probably because the patriarch was saved. They finally found the land of will after half a month.

This is the second time that Meng Li and Wen Qing have entered the land of will, but they give Meng Li a completely different feeling.

At that time, Meng Li was not sensitive and did not understand a lot. Now that he entered again, he deeply felt the unspeakable pressure in the land of will, and every grass and tree was conscious, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

It seemed that their every move was under the surveillance of the vast will, making people feel awe and dare not act rashly.

Looking ordinary but too unusual, Meng Li walked carefully, feeling inexplicably restrained and nervous.

"Relax, don't be nervous." Shi Fanling strids leisurely in the courtyard, as relaxed as outside in the land of will.

The witches, however, looked serious and pious, looked around, and were a little nervous, mixed with some joy, and found the land of will, so they were not far from solving the problem.

The patriarch was saved.

Last time I came to the Land of Will, I was under a test and gave Meng Li a huge shadow. This time she grabbed the question tightly, fearing that she would get lost with her again, and fear that the vast will would lock her up again and have another test.

The test of the Land of Will is dangerous, even the same means can still make people sink into fiction.

"It's here." Poluo led them to a place. Poluo said: "The consciousness of all things is the most obvious here, and it's best to seek guidance here."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Meng Li nodded slightly.

A group of gods surrounded Polu, Meng Li, Wenqing and Shi Fanling retreated to the side.

Their ritual of the divine witch was started again, and the sound of spells was heard. Meng Li thought that the ceremony would not take long, but unexpectedly, it would take one day and one night.

During this day and night, Meng Li and Wenqing did not make any sound, and were waiting piously beside each other, but they didn't know what Shi Fanling was feeling.

Shi Fanling looked very calm, sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes, and folding his hands together. He had not opened it a day or a night since the ceremony began, and his movements had never changed. Meng Li just thought he was resting and didn't pay much attention. He always looked at the witches. Meng Li and his hearts were hanging high.

The ceremony over there was over. Seeing the witches leaning towards the middle, the voices of their speech were a little anxious and worried. Perhaps something happened to Po Luo. Meng Li was about to stand up and look, but found that Shi Fanling, who was sitting cross-legged beside him, suddenly became dull and hummed, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong with you?" Meng Li asked in surprise, and she stretched out her hand to support Shi Fanling's arm.

Shi Fanling opened his eyes and looked at Meng Li's clear eyes filled with worry. Meng Li's eyes at the previous Fanling, and only felt that Shi Fanling had a lonely loneliness that was silent for thousands of years, full of them, thousands of times better than her when she was tempering.

"What's wrong?" Meng Li took out his handkerchief, hesitated for a while, and wiped the blood from the corner of Shifanling's mouth.

"I'm so obsessed with it." Soon, the loneliness in Shifanling's eyes ran away, leaving a dullness, his tone was light.

A casual tone.

Meng Li didn't believe Shi Fanling's statement and whispered: "Are you lying to the child? Why are you still going to be obsessed with the idea?"

"It's true." Shi Fanling smiled. At one moment, Meng Li felt that his smile was very melancholy.

She shook her head.

But she was still concerned about Shi Fanling's situation, so she whispered: "Let's talk."

Shi Fanling laughed again.

This time his whole face was much softer, and he just said, "You will know sooner or later, but not now."

After hearing this, Meng Li just sighed.

"I'm fine, don't worry too much, just a mouthful of blood, there's nothing to care about." Shi Fanling stretched out his hand and patted Meng Li's hand holding his arm, while Later Fanling's hand stayed for two seconds and looked at Meng Li.

Later Fanling patted her hand again: "Don't worry." Then he took his hand away, and Meng Li also took his hand from Shi Fanling's arm.

"Look at their situation." Shifanling stood up and stroked his clothes.

Meng Li and Wenqing also stood up and Po Luo was unconscious and bleeding from his seven orifices. Meng Li looked at the other gods and witches and were injured to varying degrees.

Meng Li asked a divine witch: "How are you? Are you okay?"

"What's going on?"

"Fortunately, Poluo is not a big deal. She will wake up naturally in a while. Don't worry too much." The witch was injured, but instead spoke to comfort Meng Li.

"It takes a price to peek at the secrets of heaven or communicate with the vast will." The divine witch said again.

Meng Li nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

The witches lifted Po Luo aside and waited. Meng Li and Wen Qing sat cross-legged, and it was not convenient to say more. Meng Li saw Shi Fanling's face cold and looked worried. She wanted to say something but stopped for a few times, wanting to ask Shi Fanling what was wrong.

"Are you okay?" Meng Li asked with concern.

Shi Fanling looked at Meng Li softly: "I feel you are stupid. I am so spoiled that I can't spit out a mouthful of blood? Or do you think I will have any incurable symptoms? Just a little blood, don't be too nervous."

"Then you have something to worry about." Meng Li said.

Shi Fanling: "Are you so curious?"

Meng Li didn't speak.

Shifanling only said, "You will know."

"I thought you would be more concerned about what guidance the witches get." At the end, he added.

Meng Li just glanced at him and didn't say anything. She lowered her head, for some reason, but she felt uneasy, panic, and uneasy.

Maybe it was because I finally got here.

Was she worried about what method to solve the problem of Demon? Are she thinking about what she needs to pay?

Then there is a long silence.

Finally, the witches spoke and broke the silence, and some people shouted: "Poluo."

"Po Luo woke up." Wen Qing said half happy and half sad.

There is also a feeling that I can’t say when I ask about love. What I’m happy about is that there seems to be an answer immediately, and what I’m worried about is that I don’t know what Ali needs to do in the end.
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