"Po Luo, we are back." Meng Li appeared in front of the witches and said with a smile.
Po Luo stood up and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She said, "It'll be good to come back."
"You are in extremely good condition."
Meng Li nodded: "Yes."
"How is it?" Po Luo asked.
Meng Li said: "There are happy things and sad things."
"Tell me about it?" Po Luo looked at Meng Li and glanced at Shifanling in the middle.
Meng Li sighed: "My disciple was taken away by Yan Mie."
Po Luo didn't have much impression of Meng Li's disciple, so Meng Li added: "Her name is Wanxing, her full name is Meng Wanxing."
Po Luo still had no impression, so Meng Li changed the subject and said, "Yuan Zi was also taken away by Yan Mie."
Yuanzi left an impression in Po Luo's heart. When she heard that he was dead, Po Luo's expression was still calm. She only said: "He was born with a mission. Now that the small world has been destroyed, he naturally has no meaning of existence. "
Po Luo also said the same, and Meng Li said: "I can be regarded as having a mission now. If I can persist until I complete the mission, then there will be no meaning of existence."
She allows the way of heaven to be ruthless, and allows the way of heaven to be thrown away when it is used up.
Po Luo said: "You are different from Yuanzi. Yuanzi was born for the small world. You were not born for this matter, so if you can persist, maybe your destiny will be different."
"I hope so." Meng Li smiled.
"I'm tired. I want to take a nap before starting, okay?" Meng Li said.
Her current condition is a bit worse.
Po Luo nodded: "Okay."
Meng Li woke up and handed over all his belongings to Shifanling.
In fact, there is really nothing valuable. If there is something valuable, then there are only the three spiritual trees. However, she has not seen these three spiritual trees for so long, and she doesn’t know what they look like.
She didn't want to watch it either.
"I'll give it to you." Meng Li said with a smile, "If I had no chance of giving birth, I would give you all these things."
"It's not worth much though."
Some tools, some ingredients, a lot of messy bits and pieces, and gifts given to her by others.
The scroll Chi Jingfang gave her was for Wanxing, but if Wanxing dies, the thing should be in Zhuang Ran's hands.
Shi Fanling nodded and asked: "How is your willpower now? Do you still have the heart to work hard to live?"
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"This thing also depends on your willpower."
"Who is willing to die easily if he can live naturally?" Meng Li smiled. He reached out and patted Shi Fanling's shoulder and said, "Then I regret it. I won't give these things to you. You can keep them for me. I still want them."
"Okay." Shi Fanling showed a smile.
"Let's start." Meng Li looked at Po Luo.
She couldn't put it off any longer. No matter how she put it off, it would be a matter of time. She took a deep breath and thought of the evening star, feeling a pain in her heart.
There are also Wenqing and You Yun, who are extremely reluctant to part with them.
She looked at Shifan Ling with complicated eyes and said, "Thank you."
"Just thank you?" Shi Fanling realized that this was most likely the last words Meng Li said to him, so he asked.
Meng Li suddenly laughed, her eyes bursting with light. She tilted her head slightly, looking a little playful, and said, "Guess?"
"What should I do if I can't guess?" Shi Fanling felt better.
Meng Li just smiled at him but stopped talking.
…
The witches surrounded Meng Li, and the ceremony began. The witches gave Meng Li part of their own unique power, and also prayed for Meng Li. After the ceremony, Meng Li looked at the sword-making materials, and she said: "I Do you want to go in by yourself now?”
Po Luo looked at the horn bead on Meng Li's neck with some reluctance. Although Meng Li didn't know Po Luo's reluctance to take out the horn bead in the first place, seeing her like this, he still took it off and said, "Return it." Here’s to you Po Luo, thank you for giving it and letting me persist until now.”
Meng Li's behavior made Po Luo feel ashamed. She felt that the soul in front of her was too considerate.
On the contrary, she couldn't bring herself to ask for it.
"Take it, take it in." Just by taking it in, the horn bead will be cast inside, and she will lose the horn completely.
However, bringing it in would be of great benefit to Meng Li and increase his survival rate.
"I'm just taking a look." Po Luo added.
Meng Li smiled: "Then thank you Po Luo."
She didn't refuse much. It could be seen that Po Luo was very rare about this thing. If she really wanted it, she would give it back to her. If she was still willing to give it to her, she would keep it to increase the success rate of this matter. She It doesn't matter anymore, everything depends on others.
If Po Luo wanted this to succeed, he would not take back the horn beads.
Meng Li walked up to the sword-making material. She covered it with her hands and felt the strong suction of the sword-making material on her. It was a force that wanted to swallow her up. It was so violent that Meng Li felt fear in her heart. .
She mobilized all her strength to resist this devouring, looked back at Shifan Ling again, smiled at him, and said, "I hope there will be a time to see you again."
After saying that, she stopped resisting and let the material swallow her up. Her soul disappeared in place, leaving only the material lying quietly. The material swallowed up Meng Li, and silver light burst out from her body.
Shi Fanling froze on the spot, remembering that Meng Li was wearing the hairpin he had given her before he went in. The hairpin looked beautiful on her head, and only she was worthy of it.
Po Luo called Shi Fan Ling, but Shi Fan Ling did not respond to her, and still stared blankly at the place where Meng Li disappeared.
"She's in, we can start." Po Luo said.
Shi Fanling was silent for a few seconds: "She went in? When did it happen?"
Po Luo: "..."
Sighing from the bottom of my heart, that’s all.
"Just now, just now." Po Luo said.
Shi Fanling said in surprise: "Is it so sudden?"
"Shifanling, what is the relationship between Meng Li and you? I haven't understood it all the way. Is it so difficult for you to accept that she went in? That you have to confirm it like this." Po Luo couldn't help but say.
Shi Fanling shook his head: "No, I just went in too fast and I didn't see it clearly."
There was no sadness or joy on his face.
"Then let's get started." Po Luo said.
Shi Fanling felt the material with his hand: "Okay."
Before Po Luo took action, he sighed: "It's hard on her."
Although Meng Li's soul was sucked into the material, it was not swallowed immediately. She felt like she was locked in a closed space with no light around her, but her body's perception seemed to have doubled. There were densely packed needles, piercing into her soul and extracting all the power of her soul.
Her personal power, the power of hundreds of tribes, and the power of the horn beads were all extracted in the same proportion.