In the depths of the fog, Lu Li stepped out, as if he hadn't heard Fang Yin's words, and said with a smile: "Long goodbye reunion, why bother to talk about those disappointing things. Seeing Fang's messenger today, his temperament will not change, better than the past. It’s time to drink and relive the past."

"It's hard for me to stop talking about trivial matters."

While speaking, Lu Li had already stepped out of the depths of the mist.

Fang Yin stared at him for a moment, and finally took off his face towel in silence, revealing a face that was more vicissitudes of life than before.

Moreover, on his cheeks were densely covered with hideous scars, not like sword wounds, but like monster scratches.

The edge of the wound was full of burn marks and a little ulceration.

Seeing this scene, a ray of light flashed through Lu Li's eyes.

I saw Fang Yin's white hair earlier, I thought it was just a means for him to hide his whereabouts, but seeing his face that had been so vicissitudes of life and the hideous and terrifying wounds, I roughly guessed what happened to him.

"If you want to leave the current Tianbu, you always have to pay some price. At least you haven't lost your life. It's a blessing."

Fang Yin seemed to be accustomed to his present appearance and accepted it. Perceiving Lu Li's gaze, he smiled extremely calmly, and then looked around and said: "Since Chief Lu said that he wants to drink alcohol, you are empty here. One thing is a little deserted."

"Good to say."

Hearing the words, Lu Li chuckled, raising his hand and snapping his fingers.

The next moment, the dense fog was surging, the scenery changed, stone tables and stools appeared, and a full moon even appeared in the sky.

But at the moment when the dense fog rolled, Fang Yin seemed to see a vague shadow in the depths.

He remembered some rumors about Lu Li, just glanced at the shadow of the suspected Tongtian Youfu, then withdrew his gaze, walked straight to the stone table and took his seat.

A jug of wine appeared abruptly on the stone table.

These miraculous miracles made Fang Yin firmer in his inner guess. He raised the hip flask and looked at it. He smiled rather than smiled, "Leader Lu pulled me into your sea of ​​knowledge?"

at the same time.

The'Mr. Fang' who was in the workshop moved his brows, and a gleam flashed in his absent-minded eyes, and there were signs of awakening.

But this trace of fine light did not last long, and the silence was restored again.

The two soldiers standing behind him found nothing unusual at all, because'Mr. Fang' often fell into thought. This time may be short or long.

Even if it feels a little weird, they have long been accustomed to it and thought it was an expert's quirk.

And in that misty space, Fang Yin, who was ‘awakened’ for the first time, saw that he had not left here, and had to sigh: “The power of Chief Lu’s spirit is so strong that I have only seen it in my life.”

As an envoy of the heavenly sentient beings, Fang Yin can be regarded as a person who has seen the world, but has never seen this kind of behavior that can pull the consciousness of others into the sea of ​​knowledge, which is almost forcibly restrained.

"This method must be somewhat limited."

"The medium should be the jade slip that Song Bocheng handed over to me. He said that someone would contact me at the right time, but he didn't expect it to be in this way."

"How long has passed since he has grown to a level that even I would feel terrible. Is this Tianjiao?"

Fang Yin's thoughts flickered, and from some details in the past, he calculated the cause and effect of today's meeting. Then he tilted the jug, and a line of clear wine poured out from the mouth of the jug. After filling a glass, Fang Yin stopped moving. , Picked up the glass and drank it.

"Good wine."

He sighed in a low voice, but he no longer entangled these side matters.

"Let’s talk about it, Chief Lu." He raised his head and looked at Lu Li: "You have spent such a lot of trouble, what do you want to talk to me?"

Lu Li sat opposite Fang Yin and looked at the celestial sentient envoy. After a long time, he smiled and said, "Actually, I just want to ask you a few questions. Don't be nervous, Fang Envoy, just treat it as an old story."

"You have also seen that everything here is false. It is just a temporary scene created by my divine mind. The stone table is false, the drinks are false, and even this full moon is false."

Lu Li even pointed to the full moon in the sky and smiled: "So you don't need to worry about our conversation being known by a third person. Even if the gods have the ability to reach the sky, they can't break into my mind."

Fang Yin was silent for a moment, put down his glass and said, "Even so, I can't help you much."

He pointed to his cheek and said: "I have been hit hard. The strong of the gods have almost ruined my foundation. If it weren't for my subordinates and friends desperately to rescue, there would be no such person as Fang Yin. , It’s not that I don’t want to help, but that I really can’t do anything.”

"As you can see, I am no longer the ‘fang drink’ of sentient beings, I’m just the waste of the waste heat in the workshop."

Fang Yin laughed bitterly like self-deprecating.

"Why messenger Fang is arrogant, your meaning to the Ministry of Heaven does not lie in the identity of sentient beings. At the beginning, you were able to strategize behind the scenes and arrange the meeting between me and Song Bocheng. Even if he went to find Xue Zhi and get the inheritance of the leader, it was somewhat Affected by you. This wisdom is the most needed thing in the heavens."

"Even if you are useless, as long as there is still a breath, you can help me."

Lu Li smiled gently, not caring about Fang Yin's refusal and self-deprecating, calmly said: "There are some things, as long as you haven't given up, there must be a chance to change."

Fang Yin raised his eyebrows, thinking of some recent rumors, and said with a faint smile: "Did Chief Lu tell me these words or tell them to myself?"

"The Yanzhou incident, being teased by God Cult and Mo Ying, is also a great blow to you, right?"

"However, how can things in the world come from the heart? Leader Lu, a person's wisdom and force, in front of a real behemoth, has no room for counterattack. You don't understand the horror of the gods. Even if it is. The Extreme Devil Kingdom is just a chess piece for the gods. It is like the oldest hunter, hiding in the dark and provoking two beasts to fight, whether it is the Swallowing Holy Kingdom or the Extreme Devil Kingdom, it is fundamentally in the eyes of the gods. Not worth mentioning."

"Perhaps when you want to understand this, you will know that losing to such a force is not ashamed."

Fang Yin's tone was somewhat emotional.

Seeing Lu Li, it was like seeing who I was at the beginning.

Young and frivolous, full of spirits, and no sand in his eyes.

At that time, he was like Lu Li, he didn't think he would fail at all, and he would never allow himself to fail.

But when facing the gods, Fang Yin really felt desperate, especially after prying into the'reality', he increasingly felt that he was too insignificant, the wisdom and conspiracy he was proud of in the past. The reality is fragile and vulnerable.

Even if it is a close friend and his subordinates desperately defending each other, they sacrificed their lives in exchange for the hope of survival for him, because they believed that their death would be worthwhile.

This value is because they trust their own ‘ability’.

But after seeing the real horror, Fang Yin more than once doubted whether he could bear this trust.

Perceiving Fang Yin's hesitation, Lu Li just smiled, and did not speak immediately.

Relying on the ‘concrete’ level of spiritual consciousness cultivation, as soon as he raised his hand, a few white mists gathered together and condensed into a white crystal in his palm.

This crystal is exactly the new discovery Ling'er got from the dark golden flesh and blood, which is also a symbol of the power of the gods.

"Can the messenger recognize this thing?"

Lu Li put the crystal on the table.

Although the crystallization outlined by the divine mind is somewhat different from the real power of the gods, the general aura can't go wrong.

Fang Yin's eyes changed instantly.

Of course he recognized this crystal.

In other words, he recognized the breath of this crystal.

"The crystallization of divine power, this is the most powerful and the most advanced power that the cult masters."

Fang Yin stared at the crystal, as if remembering some terrifying memories. After trying to stabilize his emotions, he tried to say in a flat tone: "If you take out this thing before, I might remind you to stay away from it. The farther the better. But now it seems that you have already met a strong man who holds true divine power and has survived in his hands."

Having said this, Fang Yin raised his head, and there was a glimmer of fire in his eyes that he hadn't even noticed: "How did you do it?"