Doting on the Immortal: Princess Xiaoyao

Chapter 287
"Presumptuous!" Si Luan slapped the mirror fiercely with a palm, and Shen Li immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, "What are you? How dare you slander the Holy King here!"

Shen Li snorted: "500 years ago, Chen Yu and I were both small fish in the fairy pond in the heaven. We were lucky to witness that battle, and we were also fortunate to witness Su Mi stepping on the corpse of a subordinate who was following him in order to escape. But in the end, he still failed to escape, this is fate! Su Mi, he will never be the master of the Three Realms! And you will never be able to truly have Su Mi's heart, because...he has no heart at all!"

Biting her lips hard, Si Luan shook her sleeves fiercely: "Hmph, Shen Li, don't think your words can shake me. Here, you will soon be sucked dry by this demon-locking mirror." Shit, since you don't want to tell where Chen Yu is, forget it, I will find it naturally."

After speaking, the image in the mirror gradually became blurred, and finally returned to its original shape.

Looking at the mirror, Si Luan frowned and clenched her hands into fists: "Qian Shangxian, you are lucky if the demon fire doesn't burn you to death. This time, I won't let you go!"

The floating real person wandered around in the dungeon, the dungeon extended in all directions, he didn't know where to go.

Suddenly, hearing a series of footsteps, Master Fuyou quickly hid his figure and watched Si Luan strode away angrily from a dungeon.

After Si Luan left, Master Fuyou showed up, and hurried to the entrance where Si Luan walked out.

Looking left and right, Master Fuyou looked at the dungeon and stroked his beard: "It's really a good place."

"Real?"

A weak voice came, and Master Fuyou hurriedly stopped to listen.

On the wall, a large mirror taller than a person appeared. The real person Fuyou hesitated for a moment, took out the dust whisk from his waist and swept it, and the chaotic mirror immediately became clear.

Shen Li saw the real floating real person, and said happily: "The real person, it's really you."

Seeing Shen Li, Master Fuyou also heaved a sigh of relief, swept the mirror with a dust whisk, Immortal Fuyou lifted his feet and walked in, the mirror was a vast expanse of whiteness, Shen Li was bound by four chains, his hands and feet were bound, and his whole body was injured.

After untying the chain, Shen Li could fall to the ground.

Master Fuyou quickly stretched out his hand to create a white light in his palm, swept it over Shen Li's body, and then frowned: "Your primordial spirit is damaged, and the demon pill is gone."

Shen Li smiled wryly: "Wuji took away my demon pill. My lord, I'm about to die, you hurry up and go to Ningxian Mountain to find Chen Yu, only Chen Yu can save Qian Xi."

Master Fuyou took out a bottle from his bosom, and said: "I am an old man who does not want to save you, what's more, I haven't seen Chen Yu for hundreds of years, if you let him know that I let you go, I can't bear him getting angry. Don't worry, this bottle is made of thousand-year-old cold jade. After taking you in, it can temporarily protect your lax soul from leaving your body. I will send you to see Chen Yu immediately .”

Shen Li looked at the real person Fuyou, then nodded: "Okay then, thank you real person."

"You're welcome." After finishing speaking, Master Fuyou opened the bottle cap, read the formula, and Shen Li immediately turned into a blue light and got into the bottle.

Putting the bottle away, the real person Fuyou walked out of the demon-locking mirror. Just as he was about to leave, the real person Fuyou turned back again. Looking at the demon-locking mirror, the real person Fuyou stroked his beard.

(End of this chapter)