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Chapter 538 Chapter 60: Cultivating Immortals, the master is above and the apprentice is below.


Yan Zili, who had always been pure and indifferent, and had never been angry even when he was constantly being made things difficult and teased by this person, was now truly angry.

He grabbed Su Qian's hand and threw the small glass bottle into the tunnel.

He stared at Yangchun Baixue with eyes as cold as winter.

He stared at her for a moment and scolded her through gritted teeth, "Don't be curious about everything."

Touch it and taste it.

What if the water is unclean and there is something terrible in it that harms you?"

What do you want me to do when the time comes?

Have you ever thought about my feelings?

Although I learned medicine and medicine from Mr.

Hayabusa, the time was so short that I’m not sure how much I learned or understood.

What if, what if I can't figure it out?

When the time comes, I will watch you in pain but cannot save you.

What on earth do you want me to do?

Qin Wanwan Do you understand His chest was heaving with anger, and Yan Zili almost yelled those words without caring.

His eyes slowly turned red, and he thought fiercely, this person is really Su Qian, on the other hand, was completely confused by Yan Zili's sudden anger.

She looked at Yan Zili, who was burning with anger, and his eyes were like two burning little suns.

She waved her hands angrily and said, "What are you thinking about?"

Release the following offense.”

Yan Zili felt really helpless for this extremely slow man.

He took a deep breath, let go of his hand with a headache, pressed the place between his brows that kept twitching, sighed, and patiently said, "Master, This place is very weird, be careful and don’t try anything casually.

What if there is some hidden poison that harms you?”

"laugh" Regarding Yan Zili's unfounded thoughts, Su Qian rolled her eyes and stretched out her hand to push him, "I'm mentally retarded.

I know better than you whether there are poisons or not, so I won't cause trouble."

Yan Zili, who was pushed away, clenched his fists and suppressed his somewhat out-of-control emotions.

He also followed Su Qian's example and squatted by the tunnel, watching her retrieve the small glass bottle he had thrown away and fill it full.

The bottle of brown water was put away.

He frowned and looked at the small bottle she had put away, and subconsciously reached out to touch his neck.

The bottle was almost identical to the bottle hanging around his neck.

Even the lines on the bottle and the traces of spells on the cork are the same, making people mistakenly think that these two are actually one.

Yan Zili tightened his fingertips slightly and moved the corners of his lips, "That bottle, Master, where did you get it from?"

"Hmm" Seeing that Yan Zili actually noticed the small glass bottle, Suqian raised the corners of his lips and gave him a meaningful look, "I made it myself, why do you want it?"

Hearing this answer, Yan Zili paused for a moment, "So, does Master have a lot of bottles?"

"Of course, you can have as many as you want."

Su Qian looked at Yan Zili's uncertain face, raised the corner of her mouth, and said she didn't care at all, but her words and her attitude made Yan Zili's heart sting inexplicably.

I feel that my breathing is a little difficult at this time.

"Master, if there is a person who is born with a small bottle that is exactly the same as yours, what do you think is going on?"

"this question" Su Qian stretched out her hand and pointed at the extended tunnel that didn't flow and stood still like stagnant water.

"You can follow this tunnel to the end, and maybe you'll know."

Yan Zili turned his head and looked at the lifeless water, which made people feel very uncomfortable, and pursed his lips, "What is it?"

"Yellow Spring."

Su Qian's voice was faint and cold, with an indescribable coldness and coldness.

"The sky is at the ninth level, the earth is at the ninth level; the sky is at the ninth level, the realm of gods, and the underground is at the ninth level; the ninth level is the canal of the soul; the ninth level is the ninth level, and the earthly springs are the ninth level, the hell, the underworld, the ninth level.

One of the nine springs, the deceased will pass the judge.

According to the life of humans and animals, the innocent people will be assigned to live in one of the nine springs before the way of reincarnation is opened. " She tilted her head and looked at Yan Zili's face, which had not changed at all.

She raised the corners of her lips and said, half-smile, "I don't believe it."

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Yan Zili remained silent, "I don't know."

"Then go down and take a look.

Follow the water of the underworld, and it will lead you all the way to the underworld.

Then you will know whether it is true or false."

Su Qian spread her hands and spoke carelessly, and there was even some confusion in her voice.

She really had the illusion that she was asking him to go for a walk.

Yan Zili didn't say anything, but turned his head slightly to look at the woman in green who was squatting in front of him with cold eyes and a forlorn expression.

She must not have known that when she said these words, the color in her eyes was dark and sticky like ink, but slowly settled into a gray dry color, withered and nothing, as desolate as night. of desert.

It made his heart shrink into a ball, and the pain was unbearable.

At the moment when Yan Zili was stunned, Su Qian jumped into the underworld water.

This made Yan Zili's expression change drastically.

Without thinking, he jumped into the underworld water and headed towards Su Qian who walked forward without looking back.

Qian grabbed her and shouted "Qin Wanwan" But The woman in the green dress was in front of him, one step away from him, slowly swaying like water ripples, disappearing little by little in front of him.

Yan Zili's eyes were about to burst, and he ran forward in panic, running forward like crazy, but in the end, he still didn't catch anything, leaving only a palm of air, and a sticky and suffocating despair.

"No" Yan Zili roared heart-breakingly, and the messy and unstable aura on his body suddenly surged.

The spring was white with snow, and his eyes were as cold as winter, full of crimson, full of madness, full of panic and despair, and endless hatred. .

Although he had no idea where this hatred came from, he still had such emotions in his heart.

Suqian looked at Yan Zili with a confused face as he suddenly jumped into the underworld, yelling, struggling and fluttering desperately, and showing signs of being possessed by demons.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Damn it What did he see?

Why are you shouting so miserably?

And he still shouted my name.

What are you doing?

You're yelling like I'm dead.

You're bullying me like that.

Are you cursing me?

of I'm right next to you, squatting there without moving.

You're blind and can't see.

Su Qian's head was covered with black lines.

She grabbed the bright flashlight in her hand and threw it at Yan Zili.

As a result, it hit an invisible barrier and bounced back directly towards Su Qian's forehead.

Making trouble A girl stares She grabbed the big iron fan that she threw aside and turned her wrist into a gleaming machete.

She jumped up, holding the machete and slashed towards the invisible barrier, but the result was like As soon as she hit it, all the force was absorbed, and the softness of the sword made her rebound back.

"Hey, you retarded man, I still don't believe I can't kill you." aa2705221: