[Chapter 92 Su Li's Message]

This unknown portrait made 15 a burst of joy. After carefully putting it away, he turned to the conch lying on the ground.

15 accidentally picked up this conch by the lake in Baihua Valley. Bai Xue told him that there were two sun and moon conch, and the owners of these two conch must be a man and a woman.

15 I remember that the last time I spoke to this conch was the day before I went to Cangshen Mountain with Bai Xue. I still remember that the 15th directly said that Su Li was a fox spirit.

Something happened later that made him forget the existence of the conch.

After experiencing a change in the world of God, the fifteen real person seemed very tired, but when he picked up the conch, the fatigue seemed to disappear in an instant, replaced by a touch of warmth.

Yes, when 15 picked up the conch, my heart was warm.

15's face was full of smiles, and his mood was a little peaceful, as if as long as he talked to Su Li, who had never met, he would become particularly peaceful.

Slowly put the conch to his ear, and Su Li's voice came from inside: "Mr. 15, why? Is this resentment yours? Su Li... Su Li can feel that the fifteenth son is very painful..."

The woman named Su Li doesn't often bring conch with her. Hearing this sentence, 15 reminds me of the resentment in her mind. In the world of God, as long as she doesn't pay attention, she will be eroded.

But unexpectedly, Su Li can also feel it through the conch. 15* couldn't help but feel the magic of the sun and moon conch and the mystery of Su Li.

"Why hasn't the fifteenth son talked to Su Li all the time? The fifteenth prince should have been injured last time... Su Li is really worried about you, and I don't know when your injury will heal..." Su Li's voice is always gentle.

Listening to Su Li's words, 15 can also imagine her smile and her anxious appearance.

The smile on the fifteenth face became stronger and stronger, and Su Li's face in her mind became clearer and clearer, but when she completely saw Su Li's face, she couldn't help but be shocked.

The appearance of Su Li in the mind of 15 is not someone else, but the woman in the painting.

shook his head and smiled bitterly. It seemed that the eyes of the woman in the painting had a great influence on him.

Continue to listen to the voice of Su Li stored in the conch: "Sixteenth son, the girl named Bai Xue should be a very kind person, right? I can hear something you said. Su Li knows that the fifteenth son is very concerned about Snow White. Although Miss Snow is a demon, the fifteenth son does not discriminate against her. Su Li thought that the fifteenth prince should be as kind and kind as Miss Snow..."

This is the truth. Bai Xue is very kind, otherwise the fifteenth, who had only one breath at the beginning, would not have survived. When he listened, he was very grateful in his heart, grateful to Bai Xue, and also felt the hormone glass.

"Fifteenth son, don't you understand Miss Snow White's words? She likes you, not between friends, but between lovers... Ha ha, the fifteenth prince is really a big... stupid... egg... ..." Su Li smiled. Su Li couldn't hear Bai Xue and Yiyi's words at all, but the words revealed by 15 were enough for Su Li to guess the truth, so she was like this. Ticul 15.

"Why does Su Li also say I'm a fool? Do you like many kinds?" 15* puzzled, he recalled that on the way out of the Valley of Baihua Valley at that time, Bai Xue and Yiyi rebuked that they were fools one after another. At that time, 15 was puzzled.

Unexpectedly, Su Li said the same thing now.

"Sixteenth son, Su Li has few friends. Even if she has something on her mind, she doesn't know who to talk to, so please don't despise Su Li..." Su Li's voice was a little choked, as if something was holding her.

15 listened carefully to Su Li's voice in the conch. His mood also fluctuated with Su Li's mood. Su Li was happy when he was happy, and Su Li was sad.

"Fifteenth son, why do people have wars and why do so many people die? Whenever my father goes out to fight, there are always so many people who want to die. There are always so many people. Su Li is so sad that his wife and children are separated and die. Su Li is so sad... Several times Su Li wants to stop her father, but every time his father has reason to convince Su Li, and Su Li can only pray and pay tribute to those who have died..."

Su Li's voice is helpless. She has regarded 15 as a friend who can talk to her, but this friend hasn't talked to her for a long time.

"Huntian has begun to shake again, and I don't know how long it can be sealed. If it can't be sealed again, it is likely to cause a lot of people to peep, and many people will die again. Su Li really doesn't want to see this... My father hasn't had a good rest for a long time, the war, the things in the sky... Everything made him worry... Su Li is really worried about her father..."

Huntian? Seal? 15 heard it inexplicably, but what he was most concerned about was not these things that he didn't understand, but Su Li's mood.

When Su Li regarded 15 as a bosom friend, there were not so many taboos. As long as she wanted to say, she could tell 15 this silent listener.

"This morning, my father told Su Li about the marriage. Ha ha, Su Li refused on the spot, and my father was very helpless... Although my father respected Su Li's ideas, after all, my father was the king of a country, and it was impossible to be completely indifferent to the marriage of the princes of neighboring countries. It's just that... Su Li doesn't want to get married..." When she said the last sentence, Su Li's voice was a little shy, as if she was saying something to her lover.

"Father? Does that mean by Dad? Does the king of a country mean a gentleman of a country? Fifteen scratched his head and nodded as if he understood, and continued to listen.

"This is 'wind'..." After 15 bursts of surprise, Su Li played the flute again at this moment, and the melodious tune was not the wind or what it was.

After listening to a song, 15 is like waking up from a dream. Although it is not the first time to listen to Su Li playing the flute, every time 15 can hear new ideas, as if every time you listen to it, you can be close to Su Li.

"15, Su Li has seen you many times in her dreams, but many times she can't see your face clearly. Whenever Su Li wants to get closer and see more clearly, she wakes up..." Su Li smiled. As long as she is facing the conch, she can temporarily forget her troubles and worries.

"I don't know if I can see the fifteenth son in the future? Mr. Fifteen is a good man, and Su Li really wants to see you..."

Fifteen listens, Su Li has too many words, and time flicks by. When the fifteenth comes to his senses, the sunset has gone down in the west, and the afterglow shines from the mouth of the cave, making the cave continue with a trace of light.

In the end, the light gradually dissipated, leaving only the fifteen standing alone to listen to Su Li's words.

"What's going on? Fifteenth son, why is such a terrible power suddenly emerging from you? Fifteenth son, you...are you all right?" This is Su Li's last words, but it is full of her anxiety and worries.

15 has a slight pause, do you have terrible power in yourself? Fifteen thought that if there really is, it should be the power of God and Bai Yu. Fifteen has only this explanation, and he doesn't know anything else.

"Suli...he, I'm fine... I haven't paid attention to this conch before. I've heard a lot today? Thank you..." 15 smiled, as if the woman named Su Li was standing in front of him.

The conch did not reply. Shiwu stretched out with a smile, put the conch in his arms and protected it. He sorted out the messy stone platform, lay comfortably on it, picked up the conch and played carefully.

Then he kept thinking about everything in the world of God. He tried his best to think about it, and every detail flowed in his mind. Until he was sleepy in his mind, he lay on the stone** and fell asleep and was speechless. Even if the autumn wind and rain outside were lingering, what did it matter?

Birds and insects sing, the sun shines high, the autumn wind blows, and the universe is bright. After a night's rest, 15th, I found that most of the scars on my body have healed. This can't help but make 15 secretly praise the excellent medical skills of the wine fairy road. No one can speak, and the conch has no echo. A person is alone, just in the open space of the cave. The three-style sword tips are drawn alone.

With the continuous wave of the wooden stick in his hand, the external moves of the three-style sword tips have become clear, but the more they practice, the more they seem to have something missing.

"Is it related to what Master and Brother Feiling said about the inner spirit? I don't seem to have the so-called inner spirit on my body, so I can't exert the power of the sword formula... Now I only have form and have no connotation... But what is that inner spirit? ...Hey..." With a sigh, fifteen sat on the ground with a somewhat discouraged buttocks...

In a blink of an eye, more than a few days have passed in the morning and evening, and on the contrary, the injury of the 15th has also recovered greatly. Now the 15th is alive, and the injury has basically healed. In addition to still some faint pain in the chest, there is nothing wrong with the whole body.

"It's time to go out for so many days in this small valley... It doesn't seem to be the world of God. Since it's not the world of God, is it the world of Yiyi?" Thinking about it, it makes some sense, "It seems that I still have to find my master and ask him something. Damn master, how to leave... I don't know what happened to Bai Xue and lost her mother..."

15 didn't think about it any more. Now he can't do anything at all, because now he doesn't even know where the world of Cangshen is, let alone comfort Bai Xue. He shook his head, tidied up his clothes and was ready to leave the small valley.

Before leaving, the fifteen stood at the entrance of the cave and paused for a long time, until the breeze blew gently, and finally wanted to leave this peaceful place, but there was a trace of melancholy in the fifteen's heart.

He stepped out of the open space in one step, which should be his masterpiece. When he was familiar with the sword tips, he integrated potholes in the open space, which is enough to show that there was no slackness on the 15th in these days, but practiced over and over again until the fire was clarified.

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