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

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

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".

Every stroke, Su Li is very serious.

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

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

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

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.

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

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.

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

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.

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

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

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

It's not impossible.

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

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.

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.

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

But she didn't say anything to remind her.

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

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

...

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

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.

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

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.

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.

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.

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

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

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.

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

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

"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.

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

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

You are growing fast, which is really gratifying. "

This is Nuwa's voice.

Equally sad and also somewhat relieved.

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

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.

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

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

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.

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.

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

This scene made Su Li slightly relieved.

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

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

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

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

After this shadowy figure condensed, it was Feng Chan.

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.

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.

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

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

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.

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—"

"roll!"

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

A look of indifference and disgust appeared on his face.

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.

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

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.

"Puff-"

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

"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!"

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

His eyes were deep and deep.

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

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.

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

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

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

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

All things have life.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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.

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

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

Far away, sorry. "

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

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."

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—"

"Boom bang bang-"

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.

But at this time her blood was bright red.

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

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

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

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...

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. "

Feng Chan said, her eyes closed gently.

"puff--"

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

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

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.

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

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.

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

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

"died……"

"She... died..."

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.

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

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

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

Boyhood rebellion.

as well as……

"I...have no mother anymore."

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

Gradually, Feng Yao's eyes filled with tears.

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

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

"..."

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.

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

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

Yes, withdraw.

"Boom--"

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

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."

"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."

Su Li's voice came out instinctively.

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

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.

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.

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

After Feng Yao was shocked, her heart palpitated.

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.

Such a voice made his heart suddenly become very heavy.

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

Does he really care?

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

and……

"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—"

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

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

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

Hesitate any more, it's too late.

"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."

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

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

"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..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

This light and shadow is exactly Su Wangchen.

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

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.

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