Chapter 171： Advanced (1/2)

”Chu Li really isn't dead!” Xiao Qi said.

Xiao Tieying sighed and said helplessly: ”Little girl, you can't be resurrected if you die, don't be too sad!”

Xiao Qi said angrily: ”Brother, I'm sober!”

Xiao Tieying saw that she was really sober and doubtful: ”Is it really dead?”

”I don't know.” Xiao Qi shook his head and said, ”He has cut off his vitality, but his body is always warm and not stiff.”

”So there is still a glimmer of hope?” Xiao Tieying refreshed.

Xiao Qi said: ”I don't think he will die.”

Xiao Tieying frowned: ”It has to be rushed, is there any way for Mr. Guo?”

”Guo Lao must have a way, he won't do nothing.” Xiao Qi shook his head and said, ”In such a situation, nothing can be done but rely on himself.”

The vitality is cut off, the body is like rotten wood, and the power of medicinal stones is invalid, but a trace of warmth still exists, indicating that his soul is still there, and there is a possibility of waking up, presumably he is experiencing hardship now.

This is outsiders who can't help, and can only rely on himself.

Xiao Tieying stood up and paced, anxiously: ”There must be a way!”

Xiao Qi said: ”I'll ask Grandma Sun, she reads a lot.”

”Well, hurry up.” Xiao Tieying busily, excited.

He was about to lose Chu Li, and then he felt how important Chu Li was and was irreplaceable. If he really wanted to lose him, the government office would lack a pillar.

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Chu Li was in a dim state, sometimes sober and sometimes drowsy, and suddenly came to a blank place, everything was gray and foggy, and he couldn't see exactly where it was and what was around it. Long trails lead deep into the dense fog.

After he was gradually awake, he walked along the path in the dense fog. I didn't know how long he had walked. The dense fog was still locked in front of him, unchanged from the previous one.

He felt something wrong and stopped to meditate on the situation in front of him.

At the moment he fell, he knew what was going on, a lightning strike struck himself, and made him faint in an instant. He thought he could not escape, but did not die. It might be a domineering spirit who escaped from a disaster, or had some strange power protection. Got myself.

He crouched down and touched the trail. The trail felt very strange to him. It seemed to be iron and wood. It was not dirt. Was he walking on a wooden path?

He then shook his head again, no longer paying attention to this, thinking about how to break through the dense fog, and to wake up as soon as possible, or if he did not wake up, maybe they really thought they were dead and buried themselves.

He sat down with his knees crossed, thinking about the white tiger refining picture in his mind. The white tiger was clearly displayed, but there was no trace of strength around it, as if the connection between heaven and earth was blocked by dense fog, or because he was in a strange state now.

So it was replaced by Kuan Rong Jing.

As soon as the dead tree appeared, he suddenly felt something and opened his eyes.

A giant tree appeared ten steps away, and he watched it carefully. The tree was huge, I do n’t know how thick it was, completely obscured the sight, soaring, as if leading to the sky, without seeing his head, he was the same in front of this tree. An ant in front of a giant tree.

He stepped forward and touched it, a strange feeling came to his heart, flesh and blood connected, like the left hand touching his right hand, this tree is a dead tree!

As soon as the mind moved, the dense fog around it rushed forward, rushing to the dead tree, making the dead tree more clear and true.

The dense fog seemed to be endless. With the truth of the dead tree, his feeling of being connected with the dead tree's flesh became clearer and clearer. He was a tree, and the tree was himself!

”Boom!” Everything exploded before him, his brain blank.

There was a clear whisper in his ear, an inexplicable anger came out of his chest, and he couldn't help opening his mouth, and a long howling sound came from his mouth, ringing the entire Yuqi Island.

Xue Ling was sitting on the ground kneeling, with red eyes swollen, staring at him and opening his eyes, sitting up.

”Pub ... Puppet?” Xueling cried hesitantly, fearing that she might have hallucinations, and her voice would wake up the dream.

Chu Li glanced left and right, and laughed: ”How long?”

”One day.” Xue Ling hesitantly reached out and touched his face.

Chu Li patted her jade hands and laughed: ”You haven't dreamed, I'm not dead!”

”You're not dead!” Xue Ling blinked his eyes suddenly.