I Pretended to Be a God of Fortune in the Fantasy World

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

After he listened carefully to the system's words, he thought about it for a moment, and then began to dip his good fortune pen in the bright red ink provided by Nuwa, and began to paint on the ‘Book of Life and Death’.

Su Li was very serious about each stroke.

Before painting, according to the system's light blue reminder, he actually 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 be alive.

As a result, when Su Li was painting, the painting was not just a painting, but rather like a life experience.

This experience forms a whole through the pictures in Su Li's mind, the good luck pen in Su Li's hand, and the life and death book in Su Li good luck pen.

Afterwards, this whole was fully revealed in the book of life and death through Su Li's own spirit, energy and spirit.

In this scene, some are like washing the soul of the eighteenth floor, and some are like making a movie. Only this time, the content inside the scroll is not static.

In addition, this painting can no longer be called a painting.

Su Li first drew part of the Tianchi Blood River on 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 Tianchi Blood River or the Bridge on the other side, Su Li is not as complete as his painting.

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

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

This is not impossible.

Su Li didn't take these things seriously, but he didn'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 snatching, it is not upright and the cause and effect involved will be very huge.

Su Li only painted a part of the Tianchi Blood River and the Bi'an Bridge. This way of painting made Nuwa hesitate for a moment.

Obviously, this did not seem to be the result she wanted.

But after all, she didn't say a word to remind.

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

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

…

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

This time, Su Li painted the monument to the soul of the soul very clearly, what abnormal information should be on it, and so on. Su Li also hesitated for a moment and painted it out of his elders.

Even the entrance to the ‘Secret Realm of Soul Relief’ on the Monument of Soul Relief was completely painted by Su Li.

As for where this entrance can go, Su Li didn't make it clear, because this is not what the painting can show.

After painting the Zhenhun monument, Su Li didn't immediately draw the scene of Su Wangchen kneeling. Instead, he started painting Fengchan at the bridge head again.

As Su Li began to paint people, at this time, his whole person seemed to have opened a third field of vision, and his spirit, spirit, and spirit seemed to form a perfect fit with the good luck pen.

Coupled with the state of'absolute sage and abandonment of wisdom' he was already in, Su Li found that he also seemed to be manipulating a world that belonged to him.

This time the third field of vision was like a **** patrolling his own territory, and this sense of control was very strong.

At this time, Su Liling heard a voice from outside the void, misty and dreamlike, very unreal, but it was indeed passed through outside the void.

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

"This is the level of the guardian. I didn't expect that when you were painting, you already touched the level of the guardian."

This is the voice of the emperor, a little sigh, but also a little relieved.

"If you can reach this level, then the effect of your painting will be better. It happens that you touch this level, so that you can write the causal content before and after this picture yourself as if you had experienced it yourself.

In this case, it would be better for the whole picture.

In this way, your choice will bring better results.

Your growth is very fast, and it is indeed very gratifying. "

This is Nu Wa's voice.

The same embarrassment is also somewhat gratifying.

There was no concealment of the emotion in the words, so Su Li listened more clearly.

Although Su Li heard such a voice, he did not respond. At this time, his state was very strange and could not be easily broken.

If it responds, this state of ‘gathering’ will inevitably be interrupted.

And he didn't answer, and Renhuang and Nuwa didn't continue to bother. Obviously they were quite understanding when he didn't answer.

Su Li's third field of vision patrolled this area of ​​heaven and earth, and soon he saw the vast Nether Sea and the Tianchi Blood River in the center of the Nether Sea.

At the same time, I saw the huge Bi'an Bridge over the Blood River in Tianchi, and the clouds and mist rising around the Bi'an Bridge.

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

This scene made Su Qizhong slightly relieved.

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

Then Bi'an Bridge and Tianchi Blood River, I am afraid they will truly change hands.

The pen in Su Li's hand didn't stop, and under his pen, the figure of Fengchan came out a little bit.

At this time, on the bridge on the other side, a faint purple light gathered out, forming a shadow.

After the shadow of this shadow condensed, it was Fengchan.

And when Feng Chan was drawn and saw that its condensed entity was present, Feng Chan was only sluggish for a moment, and his eyes were extremely red and looked at the other side of the bridge on the other side.

On the other side of the bridge on the other side, there, the same light white light and shadow gathered, and then, the figure of a man with handsome eyebrows and stars appeared completely and began to fully condense.

This handsome star-eyed man was exactly the Fengyao that Su Li's third field of vision showed.

Fengchan saw Fengyao at this time, and she cried with joy, and her voice was a little choked.

She stretched out her hand to pull Feng Yao's hand, but Feng Yao directly waved her hand in disgust, and threw it away fiercely.

Feng Chan was in a hurry and went to pull Fengyao's hand again. While choking, she said from time to time, "Yaoyao, mother at last."

"roll!"

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

An expression of indifference and disgust appeared on his face.

At this time, Fengchan was shocked, her outstretched hand was frozen in the void, and then she looked at Fengyao's back like that, standing on the bridge on the other side as if she had lost her soul.

Fengchan's tears trickled down, and his body trembled lightly from time to time.

Obviously, she was very sad, but Feng Yao's mood remained unchanged, and the look of disgust on her face did not abate at all.

"Puffing"

Suddenly, Fengchan knelt down on the bridge on the other side, kneeling behind Fengyao.

"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 happened behind him.

His eyes were deep and deep.

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

That lone tomb was the tomb of Zhuge Qingchen, but on the tomb's soul-retaining tablet, the corresponding text had not been engraved at this time.

So no one knows who this lone grave belongs to.

Su Li's third field of vision is like a **** 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 all 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 will actually develop on its own.

There is life in everything.

But now it is the cause and effect in a painting, and it also has a corresponding life.

The person in the painting does not know who is in the painting.

The painter does not know whether the process of his painting is also in the painting.

True or false, who can truly live in the present?

Su Li watched quietly, and in his ears, rustling, like the sound of turning over a book, appeared from time to time.

This is the sound made by the rubbing of the good luck pen and the book of life and death.

The sound 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.

So, where did the sound of painting come from?

Su Li silently watched everything that happened between Fengchan and Fengyao from the perspective of God without interfering.

The thunder may also appear, but where it will appear, Su Qizhong has gradually made some judgments...

"Get out! Don't pretend to be there anymore, no one knows what kind of existence you are better than me! Now that's the case, why bother in the first place?"

Feng Yao said every word, his expression extremely cold.

It seems that now even talking to Fengchan, he feels disgusted.

It was a kind of disgust like an innate disgust, and there was almost no possibility of reconciliation.

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

She choked and said: "Yaoyao, I know... I know I was wrong, but I really have to force it. I know you will not forgive me for saying this, and you will definitely think that this must be the interface I am looking for, but the truth is It really is.

I also know that many of the existences that I have experienced have kept their heart, but I have become your shame and let you down completely.

I was guilty, I was guilty, and I was wrong.

But no matter what I am wrong, I really treat you Yaoyao sincerely.

Far away, sorry. "

Fengchan's voice was full of deep and sincere emotions, like weeping blood every word.

Feng Yao's head still didn't turn back, and his emotions still didn't change at all: "One cry, two troubles and three deaths. Next, are you going to seek death? You have been using this method all the time, which is really disappointing."

Feng Yao said, and said: "Fengchan, our cause and effect have been completely cut off. This time I come to see you, it is only the last time I see you, from now on."

"Boom boom boom"

At this time, Fengchan kowtowed towards Fengyao, hitting his forehead on the bridge on the other side, directly spitting out bright red blood.

Originally, Fengchan’s blood would not actually be bright red, because Fengchan practiced the Nether, Demon and even the Evil Spirit series of exercises. The blood could be black, light blue or dark brown. But it will never be bright red.

But at this time her blood was bright red.

However, Fengyao didn't watch this scene, nor did he think about it.

Fengyao at this time was as indifferent as ever.

This kind of indifference penetrates into the bones and soul, and it is completely true disgust and contempt.

After Feng Chan continued to kowtow, he bit her lip, and said: "Yaoyao, I can see you this time, and my mother is completely satisfied, especially if it doesn't hurt to see you...

You were born an emperor, with the most precious royal blood, so no matter how you look at your mother, in your mother's heart, you are always the greatest pride in your mother's heart. "

Fengchan said, his eyes closed gently.

"puff"

In the next moment, her body exploded into blood mist, and her whole person quickly turned into blood mist and powder.

And dying in such an area by self-transformation is tantamount to being completely wiped out.

Feng Yao's body trembled, his expression became a lot lonely, and his whole person seemed to be getting older all of a sudden.

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

However, after such an expression lasted for a while, he turned around silently, and then subconsciously looked at the scarlet and dazzling pool of blood on the bridge on the other side, and the whole person fell into a short-lived state of sluggishness.

At that moment, an indescribable psychology emerged and filled the depths of his mind and soul very quickly.

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

"died…"

"She...dead..."

At that moment, Feng Yao finally got a touch, and then he couldn't help but instinctively think of many, many experiences.

The joy of being in the arms of my mother when I was young.

I couldn't help crying loudly when I left my mother when I was young.

When I was young, as long as I was hugged by my mother, I would immediately feel particularly safe and happy.

The rebellion of the boyhood.

as well as…

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

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

Gradually, tears filled Fengyao's eyes.

"No, I am not sad, she is not worthy, she is not worthy!"

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

"..."

After a long time, Fengyao suddenly collapsed, and then knelt on the bridge on the other side, lowered his head, supported the ground with both hands, tears dripping down.

This scene happened, and the void seemed to freeze for an instant.

Under Su Li's field of vision, he instinctively lifted the good fortune pen and directly cancelled the scene.

Yes, withdraw.

"Boom Rumble"

At that moment, the whole world was twisted fiercely, and then suddenly thunder of destruction resounded in all directions.

Su Li murmured: "At this time, thunder rang from the sky and the earth, and he was awakened all of a sudden. He suddenly woke up like a midnight horror. It turned out that he was kneeling at his mother Fengchan in the dark When he kowtows, weeping and crying, he suddenly foresaw the future and sensed the impending destiny of his mother."

"He seemed to hear the terrifying thunder in his ear, and the thunder told him that the future regret has not happened yet, and he seems to have a chance."

Su Li's voice appeared instinctively.

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

However, in the case of the third field of vision, when he cancels the scene on the mural, he must make a supplementary explanation.

It seems that this is an explanation of Nu Wa and the Emperor, and it is like an explanation of Feng Yao, or an explanation of modifying fate.

Su Li didn't know, but when he said so, when he cancelled and repainted, Fengchan's fate was changed.

After Fengyao's agitated spirit, his heart palpitations were immense.

Then he woke up in shock. After waking up in the thunder, he heard the sound of ‘bang bang bang’, the faint sound of thunder from all directions, and the sound of ‘shashasha’ turning the book.

Such a voice suddenly made his mood very heavy.

The pain and regret after that loss pierced all the pride in his soul in an instant.

Does he really care?

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

and…

"Yaoyao, seeing that everything is fine for you now, my mother will have no regrets. I know that you will never forgive my mother in this life."

Fengchan's words have come to an end, it seems that at this time, she is already preparing to cut her own way.

At this time, Feng Yao was still in a state of very complicated mentality changes.

Hearing that, he could not hesitate anymore with heart palpitations again.

Hesitate again, everything is too late.

"Niang Fengchan, give me some time, and I will try my best to forgive you. You don't have to kneel down anymore, if you force me like this, it will only make me completely broken."

Feng Yao really couldn't yell that ‘mother’, so he hesitated for a while before stuttering.

At that moment, Fengchan was hit by great happiness, and suddenly tears filled his eyes again.

"Yeah, I, I, I, I don’t, don’t force you, I’m here, let’s leave here first. You...what's the problem with you, don’t worry, mother...I have some ability now, I can compensate...I can give You use it first..."

Feng Chan didn't know how to talk for a while, UU reading www. uukānshu.com is a bit incoherent.

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

Fengchan couldn't help but burst into tears again when he heard this.

Feng Yao didn't speak any more, but walked directly towards the place where the soul town monument was.

At this time, Su Li's field of vision couldn't help but change with Feng Yao's gaze.

Just in the place of the soul-defying monument, another light and shadow condensed.

This light and shadow is exactly Su Wangchen.

Su Wangchen, dressed in white, looked the same with sword eyebrows and star eyes, extremely handsome and extraordinary.

It's just that Su Wangchen at this time, instead of jumping off, on the contrary, after his appearance, a black fire burned on his face.

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