I'm Pretending To Be A Mystery In The Fantasy World

The good fortune pen in Su Li's hand paused for a moment.

Suddenly, Feng Chan knelt down on the bridge on the other side and kneeled behind Feng Yao.

As Su Li began to draw people, at this time, his whole person seemed to have opened a third field of vision, and his spirit and soul seemed to form a perfect fit with the good fortune pen.

If he responds, this state of 'gathering' will inevitably be interrupted.

as well as……

Feng Yao sighed and said, "You must protect yourself first, you must... live, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't forgive you."

However, after this expression lasted for a while, he turned around silently, and then, his eyes subconsciously looked at the pool of scarlet, dazzling blood on the other side of the bridge, and the whole person fell into a short-term sluggish state.

When Feng Chan saw Feng Yao at this time, she cried with joy and her voice was a little choked up.

Yes, withdraw.

The person in the picture doesn't know who is in the picture.

Because if the painting is too complete, he is very likely to lose these things from his own memory forbidden area.

At this time, on the other side of the bridge, a faint purple light converged and formed a shadow.

and……

And now it is Karma in a painting, and it also has a corresponding life.

But she didn't say anything to remind her.

Besides, this painting can no longer be called a painting.

It was his mother anyway, the mother who gave everything for him.

At this time, Su Li's vision also changed with Feng Yao's gaze.

And in such an area, self-transformation and death are equivalent to complete annihilation.

At the same time, I also saw the huge Bi'an Bridge over the Blood River in Tianchi Lake, as well as the rising clouds around the Bi'an Bridge.

All things have life.

Subsequently, this whole is fully presented in the book of life and death through Su Li's own essence and soul.

Whether it is the blood river in Tianchi or the bridge on the other side, Su Li is not as complete as his paintings.

I also know that many people who have experienced the same thing as me have kept their original intentions, but I have become your shame and completely disappointed you.

Before painting, according to the system's light blue reminder, he actually already had a very detailed and complete picture in his mind.

"I...have no mother anymore."

A look of indifference and disgust appeared on his face.

At this time, the scene that Su Li saw was also not complete - because his words were not complete.

This scene happened, and the void seemed to freeze for a moment.

Feng Yao didn't speak any more, but walked directly towards the place where the Soul Repelling Monument was.

This is the voice of the emperor and Nuwa, and there is more than one sentence.

After this shadowy figure condensed, it was Feng Chan.

Just at the place of the soul-suppressing monument, another light and shadow condensed.

Then he woke up. After waking up from the thunder, he heard the sound of 'bang bang bang' kowtow, the faint sound of thunder from all directions, and the 'rustling' sound of turning the book.

However, in the case of the third field of vision, when he performed the undo of the scene on the fresco, he had to make a supplementary explanation.

This scene is both like the eighteenth floor of the soul wash, and some like making a movie - but this time the painting, the content inside the picture scroll is not static.

This experience forms a whole through the pictures in Su Li's mind, the good fortune pen in Su Li's hand, and the life and death book in Su Li's good fortune pen.

In Su Li's view, there is a reason for the incomplete painting.

Feng Yao really couldn't say that 'mother', so he hesitated for a while before stammering out such a sentence.

"..."

"Go away! Don't be so pretentious anymore, no one knows better than me what kind of existence you are! Now, why bother?"

Under the black flames, in an instant, his face was disfigured, showing some dazzling bones.

And he didn't answer, and the Emperor and Nuwa didn't continue to bother, and they obviously understood him for not answering.

The third field of vision this time, like a god patrolling his own territory, has a strong sense of control.

"Puff-"

Every stroke, Su Li is very serious.

But no matter how wrong I am, I am really sincere to you Yaoyao.

Feng Chan said, her eyes closed gently.

Su Li watched silently, and rustling voices like the sound of flipping a book appeared from time to time in his ears.

Su Li murmured, "At this moment, the sound of thunder sounded in the sky and the earth, which woke him up suddenly, and he suddenly woke up like a midnight fright. While kneeling and kowtowing, weeping and crying, he suddenly foresaw the future and sensed the impending fate of his mother."

At the end of the other side of the bridge, Su Li began to paint the monument.

Although Su Li heard such a voice, but did not respond, at this time, his state was very strange and could not be easily broken.

Under Su Li's vision, he instinctively raised the good fortune pen and undid the scene directly.

This is the voice of the emperor, a little sighed, but also a little relieved.

He didn't even think about why he would say such a thing.

However, Feng Yao didn't watch this scene, and didn't even think about going to watch it.

Feng Chan's tears trickled down, and her body trembled slightly from time to time.

"puff--"

At least, Su Li had always thought that such a sound was the sound of flipping a book, but now it seems that this sound is actually the sound of painting.

She stretched out her hand to pull Feng Yao's hand, but was thrown away by Feng Yao's disgust, and threw it away fiercely.

Su Li's voice came out instinctively.

It's just that Su Wangchen at this time, not only did not escape, but after he appeared, a black fire burned on his face.

Equally sad and also somewhat relieved.

But at this time her blood was bright red.

Obviously, this doesn't seem to be the result she wants.

It seems that this is an explanation for Nuwa and the emperor, and it seems that it is an explanation for Feng Yao, or an explanation for modifying fate.

"Mother-Fengchan, give me some time, and I will try my best to forgive you. You don't have to kneel anymore. Forcing me like this will only make me completely collapse."

The joy of being in the arms of my mother as a child.

Feng Chan's words have come to an end. It seems that at this time, she is ready to start self-cutting.

As for where this entrance can go, Su Li did not express it, because it does not belong to the content that this painting can present.

The person who paints does not know whether he is also painting in the process of painting.

It's just that in the process of painting, the book of life and death itself seems to have life.

Thunder may also appear, but where will it appear, Su Li has gradually made some judgments in his heart...

Feng Chan didn't know how to speak for a while, and her words were incoherent.

Feng Yao didn't look back, but he knew what was happening behind him.

Once the world under this third perspective is complete, it proves that his painting will also be complete.

The pen in Su Li's hand didn't stop, and under his pen, Feng Chan's figure came out little by little.

"No, I won't regret it, I'm not wrong!"

"Hmm, I, I, I don't, I won't force you, I'm here, let's go first, leave this place first. You... do you have any difficulties, don't worry, mother... I'm quite capable now, I'll make up for it... I can use it for you first..."

At this time, Feng Yao was still in a very complicated state of mental change.

When I was a child, as long as I was held by my mother, I would immediately feel very safe and happy.

True or false, who can really live in the moment?

"Boom bang bang-"

This light and shadow is exactly Su Wangchen.

This kind of indifference has penetrated into his bones and soul, and it is completely true disgust and disdain.

Su Li first drew part of the blood river of Tianchi in the book of life and death, and then drew the bridge on the other side hidden in the rising dark clouds.

His eyes fell on the lonely grave in front of him.

Feng Chan's choked and trembling body looked particularly haggard and weak on the other side of the bridge.

"roll!"

Su Li doesn't take these things seriously, but he doesn't want to lose them completely for no reason.

"If you can reach this level, then the effect of your painting will be better. You just touched this level, so that you can write the content of Karma before and after this picture yourself as if you were experiencing it yourself.

At that moment, Feng Chan was hit by a huge happiness, and suddenly burst into tears again.

Feng Yao's head still didn't turn back, and his mood still didn't change in the slightest, "One cry, two troubles, three seek death, next, are you going to seek death? You have always used this method, it's really disappointing."

That solitary tomb is exactly Zhuge Qingchen's tomb, but on the tomb's soul-suppressing tablet, there is no corresponding text engraved at this time.

The emotions in those words were not concealed at all, so Su Li listened more clearly.

At that moment, Feng Yao finally had a touch, and then he couldn't help but instinctively think of the many, many experiences he had once had.

Therefore, no one knows who this solitary tomb belongs to.

Such a voice made his heart suddenly become very heavy.

...

"Yaoyao, seeing that everything is fine with you now, my mother has no regrets. I know that you will never forgive my mother in this life—"

Su Li only painted a part of the Tianchi Blood River and the Bridge on the Other Side. Nuwa couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.

Hearing this, his heart palpitated again - he couldn't hesitate any longer.

"I'm Fengyao... I don't have a mother anymore."

Gradually, Feng Yao's eyes filled with tears.

But when he painted such a scene, he did not deliberately interfere, so everything in this scene would actually develop on its own.

Feng Chan's voice was filled with deep and sincere emotion, every word, such as weeping blood.

It's not impossible.

At this time, Feng Chan kowtowed towards Feng Yao, her forehead smashed on the bridge on the other side, and bright red blood was directly smashed out.

Originally, Fengchan's blood was not actually bright red, because Fengchan practiced the Cultivation Technique of the Nether, Demon and even Evil Spirit series, the blood can be black, light blue or dark brown. But never bright red.

In this case, for the whole painting, it will be better.

After Feng Yao was shocked, her heart palpitated.

You are growing fast, which is really gratifying. "

His eyes were deep and deep.

"He seemed to hear the terrifying sound of thunder coming from his ears, and the sound of thunder told him that the regrets in the future had not happened yet, and he seemed to have a chance."

"This is the level of the guardian. I didn't expect that when you were painting, you had already touched the level of the guardian."

This is Nuwa's voice.

Then, with the sound of painting, where does the thunder come from?

Su Li silently watched what happened between Feng Chan and Feng Yao with God's vision without interfering.

The pain and regret after the loss pierced through all the pride in his heart in an instant.

After finishing the painting of the Soul Soul Monument, Su Li did not immediately paint the scene of Su Wangchen kneeling down, but started to paint the style Chan at the bridge head again.

"No, I'm not sad, she doesn't deserve it, she doesn't deserve it!"

Su Li's third field of vision roamed this world, and soon, he saw the vast Nether Sea and the blood river of Tianchi in the center of the Nether Sea.

After all, Su Li had only just started painting at this time.

In this way, your choices will lead to better results.

Obviously, she was very sad and sad, but Feng Yao's mood did not change in the slightest, and the disgusted expression on her face did not restrain in the slightest.

After Feng Chan continued to kowtow, she bit her lip and said, "Yaoyao, my mother is completely satisfied to see you this time, especially when seeing you is not a serious problem...

So that when Su Li was painting, the painting was not just a painting, but a life experience.

At this time, Su Li heard a voice from outside the void, ethereal and dreamlike, very unreal, but it was indeed transmitted through the void.

He knows very well that he himself is painting at this time, and even this can be influenced and changed by him.

This time, Su Li drew very clearly on the Soul Requiem Tablet, what abnormal information should be on it, etc. Su Li also hesitated for a moment, the elder, and painted it.

Hearing this, Feng Chan couldn't help but burst into tears again.

After a long time, Feng Yao suddenly collapsed, and then knelt on the bridge on the other side, bowed his head, put his hands on the ground, tears dripping down.

After he listened carefully to the system, he thought for a moment, and then began to use a good fortune pen dipped in Nuwa's bright red ink, and began to draw on the "book of life and death".

"Boom--"

Feng Yao's body trembled, his expression became much more lonely, and the whole person seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden.

At that moment, an indescribable mentality emerged, and it quickly filled his mind and soul.

"She... died..."

Su Li didn't know, but when he said so, undid and repainted like this, Feng Chan's fate was changed.

She choked and said, "Yaoyao, I know... I know I'm wrong, but I really have to, I know you won't forgive me for saying this, and you will definitely think that this must be the interface I'm looking for, but the truth is It really is.

At this time, Feng Yao's mood was as cold as ever.

"died……"

When I was young, I couldn't help crying out loud when I left my mother.

Feng Chan was in a hurry, and went to pull Feng Yao's hand again, choking and saying from time to time, "Yao Yao, mother finally—"

Su Li's third field of vision is like a god patrolling the world, quietly watching everything that happens in this world.

Su Wangchen, who was dressed in white, looked the same, and looked extremely handsome and transcendent.

However, he still did not speak, and still maintained an extremely cold mentality.

Far away, sorry. "

You were born to be an emperor and have the most precious blood of the royal family, so no matter how you view your mother, in your mother's heart, you will always be the greatest pride in your mother's heart. "

Coupled with the state he was already in, Su Li found that he also seemed to be controlling a world that belonged to him.

It seems that he feels disgusted even talking to Feng Chan now.

This handsome man was the Feng Yao who appeared in Su Li's third field of vision.

Like the blood river in Tianchi, it is his most perfect way to harvest the secret value. Whether it is killing or robbing, it is not fair and bright, and the Karma involved will be very huge.

Boyhood rebellion.

It was an aversion like innate disgust, with almost no possibility of reconciliation.

This is the sound of the good fortune pen rubbing against the book of life and death.

Feng Yao said, and said, "Fengchan, our Karma has been completely cut off. This time I came to see you, and it was only the last time I saw you. From now on—"

The next moment, her body exploded into blood mist, and her whole body quickly turned into blood mist powder.

And when Feng Chan was drawn—and when I saw that its condensed entity was presented, Feng Chan was just sluggish for a moment, and then looked at the other side of the bridge on the other side with extremely red eyes.

Even the entrance to the 'Soul Soul secret realm' on the Soul Soul Stele was completely drawn by Su Li.

Feng Yao snorted in disgust, turned around and was about to leave.

It sounded very much like the sound of flipping a book.

I was sinful, I was sinful, I was wrong.

Does he really care?

At that moment, the whole world distorted violently, and then suddenly thunder of destruction resounded in all directions.

Then the bridge on the other side and the blood river in Tianchi might really change hands.

The key content is far from being presented, so at this time, she can't be impatient or remind anything.

At this time, Feng Chan was shocked, her outstretched hand was frozen in the void, and then she looked at Feng Yao's back like that, standing on the bridge on the other side as if she had lost her soul.

Hesitate any more, it's too late.

At this time, Feng Yao seemed to have lost something, and his heart was empty and lost.

"What are you doing? Do you think I will forgive you if you kneel down? For the rest of your life, you don't have to think about it!"

On the other side of the other side of the bridge, there, the same light white light and shadow converged, and then, the figure of a handsome man appeared completely and began to solidify completely.

Feng Yao said word by word, his face extremely cold.

This scene made Su Li slightly relieved.