I pretend to be a fortune teller in a fantasy world

The creation 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 he began to dip his creation pen into the bright red ink provided by Nuwa, and began to draw on the 'Book of Life and Death'.

Su Li was very serious about every stroke.

Before painting, according to the light blue reminder of the system, he actually had a very detailed and complete picture in his mind.

But 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 no longer just a painting, but like a life experience.

This experience forms a whole through the pictures in Su Li's mind, the creation pen in Su Li's hand, and the book of life and death written by Su Li's creation pen.

Later, this whole body was completely presented in the Book of Life and Death through Su Li's own essence and soul.

This scene is a bit like soul washing on the 18th level, and a bit like filming a movie. However, this time the painting is done, and the content inside the scroll is not static.

Apart from this, 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 Bi'an Bridge hidden in the rising dark clouds.

Whether it's the Tianchi Blood River or the Bian Bridge, Su Li didn't paint it so completely.

In Su Li's opinion, there is a reason why the painting is not complete.

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

This is not impossible.

Su Li didn't take these things seriously, but he didn't want to lose them completely for no reason.

For example, the Tianchi Blood River is the most perfect way for him to harvest the secret value. The rest, whether it is killing or robbing, is not upright, and the cause and effect involved will be very huge.

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

Obviously, this didn't seem to be the result she wanted.

However, she did not warn him verbally.

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

The key content is far from being presented, so at this time, she cannot be impatient or remind anything.

…

At the end of the bridge, Su Li began to draw the soul stele.

This time, Su Li drew the soul-crushing monument very clearly. There should be any abnormal information on it, etc. Su Li also hesitated for a moment before the elder drew it.

Su Li even completely drew the entrance to the 'Soul-Suppressing Secret Realm' on the Soul-Suppressing Monument.

As for where this entrance can go, Su Li did not express it clearly, because this is not part of the content that this painting can show.

After finishing the painting of the soul stele, Su Li did not immediately paint the scene of Su Wangchen kneeling. Instead, he started painting Feng Chan again at the end of the bridge.

As Su Li began to draw people, at this time, his whole body seemed to have opened a third vision, and his essence and soul seemed to form a perfect fit with the creation pen.

Coupled with the state that he was already in, Su Li found that he seemed to be controlling a world of his own.

This third vision is like a god patrolling his own territory. This sense of control is very strong.

At this time, Su Li heard the sound coming from outside the void. It was ethereal and dreamlike, very unreal, but it was indeed transmitted through the void.

These were the voices of the Human Emperor and Nuwa, and there were more than one sentence.

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

This was the voice of the Human Emperor, a little sad but also a little happy.

If you can reach this level, the effect of your painting will be better. You just touch this level. In this way, you can write the cause and effect of this picture yourself as if you experienced it yourself.

In this case, it will be better for the entire painting.

In this way, the results of your choices will be better.

You are growing up quickly and it is indeed gratifying.

This is Nuwa's voice.

Equally sad and also somewhat pleased.

The emotion in those words was not concealed at all, 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 broken easily.

If he responds, this state of 'gathering up momentum' will inevitably be interrupted.

But he did not answer, and the Human Emperor and Nuwa did not continue to disturb him. They obviously understood his lack of answer.

Su Li's third vision wandered around the world. Soon, he saw the vast Netherworld Sea and the Tianchi Blood River in the center of the Netherworld Sea.

At the same time, we also saw the huge Bian Bridge above the Blood River in Tianchi, as well as the rising clouds and mist around the Bian Bridge.

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

This scene made Su Li feel slightly relieved.

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

Then Bianqiao and Tianchi Blood River may really change hands.

The pen in Su Li's hand did not stop, and under his pen, Feng Chan's figure was painted bit by bit.

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

After the shadowy figure condensed, it was Feng Chan.

When Feng Chan was drawn and saw the condensed entity appear, Feng Chan was just stunned for a moment, and then looked at the other side of the other side of the bridge with extremely red eyes.

On the other side of the other side of the bridge, the same pale white light and shadow gathered, and then, the figure of a man with handsome eyebrows and starry eyes appeared completely and began to completely solidify.

This man with handsome eyebrows and starry eyes was Feng Yao who appeared in Su Li's third vision.

When Feng Chan saw Feng Yao at this time, she cried with joy and her voice was choked with tears.

She reached out to take Feng Yao's hand, but Feng Yao shook her hand away in disgust.

Feng Chan was anxious and reached for Feng Yao's hand again. While choking, she said from time to time: Yao Yao, mother, finally...

roll!

Feng Yao scolded him in disgust, turned around and left.

His face showed an extremely obvious expression of indifference and disgust.

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

Feng Chan's tears trickled down, and her body trembled slightly from time to time.

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

Plop

Suddenly, Feng Chan knelt down on the Bian Bridge and knelt behind Feng Yao.

What are you doing? Do you think I will forgive you if you kneel down? You don't have to think about it for the rest of your life!

Feng Yao didn't look back, but he knew what was happening behind him.

His gaze was very deep and profound.

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

That solitary tomb was Zhuge Qingchen's tomb, but there was no corresponding text engraved on the tomb's soul stele at this time.

Therefore, no one currently knows who this lonely tomb belongs to.

Su Li's third vision was like a god patrolling the world, quietly watching everything happening in this world.

He knew very well that he was painting at this time, and even everything could be affected and changed by him.

But when he painted such a scene, he did not deliberately interfere, so everything in this scene would actually develop on its own.

Everything in heaven and earth has life.

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 that the person is in the painting.

The person who paints does not know whether the process of painting is also included in the painting.

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

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

This is the sound made after the creation pen rubs against the Book of Life and Death.

The sound sounded very much like the sound of turning the pages of a book.

At least, Su Li had always thought that such a sound was the sound of turning books, but now it seems that this sound is actually the sound of painting.

So, if there is the sound of painting, where does the thunder come from?

Su Li silently watched everything that happened between Feng Chan and Feng Yao with God's vision without interfering.

Thunder may also appear, but where it will appear, Su Li has gradually made some judgments in his heart...

Go away! Stop being pretentious. No one knows better than me what kind of existence you are! Why did you do this now?

Feng Yao spoke every word with an extremely cold expression.

It seemed that he felt disgusted even talking to Feng Chan now.

It was a kind of disgust like an innate aversion, with almost no possibility of reconciliation.

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

She choked and said: Yaoyao, I know... I know I was wrong, but I really had no choice but to do so. 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 This is really the case.

I also know that many people who have experienced the same thing as me have kept their true intentions, but I have become your shame and completely disappointed you.

I am guilty, I am guilty, I am wrong.

But no matter how wrong I am, I am really sincere to you, Yaoyao.

Yaoyao, I'm sorry.

Every word in Feng Chan's voice was full of deep emotions, as if she was weeping every word.

Feng Yao still didn't turn his head, and his mood still didn't change at all: I cried, made trouble, and sought death. Next, are you going to seek death? You've always used this method. It's really disappointing.

Feng Yao said, and then said: Feng Chan, our cause and effect has been completely severed. This time I come to see you is just the last time to see you, from now on.

“Bang bang bang”

At this time, Feng Chan kowtowed to Feng Yao and hit her forehead on the other side of the bridge, causing bright red blood to flow out.

Originally, Feng Chan's blood was not actually bright red, because Feng Chan practiced the Netherworld, Demon Spirit, and even Evil Spirit series of techniques. The blood could be black, light blue, or dark brown. But never bright red.

But now her blood was bright red.

But Feng Yao didn't watch this scene, nor did he think about it.

At this time, Feng Yao's mood was as cold as ever.

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

After Feng Chan continued to kowtow, she bit her lips and said, Yaoyao, my mother is completely satisfied to see you this time, especially when she sees that you are fine...

You were born an emperor and possess the most precious royal bloodline, so no matter how you view your mother, you will always be her greatest pride in her heart.

Feng Chan said, closing her eyes gently.

puff

The next moment, her body exploded into blood mist, and her whole body quickly turned into blood mist and powder.

And dying in such an area is equivalent to being completely wiped out.

Feng Yao's body trembled, his expression became much more lonely, and his whole person seemed to have aged a lot.

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

However, after this expression lasted for a moment, he turned around silently, and then subconsciously looked at the pool of scarlet and dazzling blood on the bridge on the other side, and his whole person fell into a brief state of sluggishness.

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

At this time, Feng Yao seemed to be missing something, feeling empty and lost in his heart.

died……

She...is dead...

At that moment, Feng Yao was finally touched, and then he couldn't help but instinctively think of many experiences he had had.

The joy of being in my mother's arms as a child.

When I was little, I couldn't help but cry loudly when I was away from my mother.

When I was a child, as long as I was held by my mother, I would immediately feel particularly safe and happy.

Teenage rebellion.

as well as……

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

I, Feng Yao... don't have a mother anymore.

Gradually, Feng Yao's eyes couldn't help but fill with tears.

No, I'm not sad, she doesn't deserve it, she doesn't deserve it!

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

...

After a long time, Feng Yao suddenly collapsed, and then knelt on the bridge on the other side, lowered his head, supported the ground with his hands, and shed tears one by one.

When this scene happened, the void seemed to freeze for a moment.

Su Li's vision was shrouded, and he instinctively raised the creation pen and canceled the scene directly.

Yes, revoked.

Rumble

At that moment, the whole world was violently distorted, and then thunders of destruction suddenly sounded from all directions.

Su Li murmured: At this time, thunder rang out from the sky and the earth, waking him up all of a sudden. He suddenly woke up like a midnight fright. It turned out that in the dark, his mother Feng Chan knelt down to him. While kowtowing, weeping and moaning, he suddenly had a vision of the future and sensed his mother's upcoming fate.

He seemed to hear bursts of terrifying thunder in his ears, and the thunder told him that the regrets in the future had not happened yet, and it seemed that he still had a chance.

Su Li's voice came out instinctively.

He didn't even think about why he said such a thing.

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

It's like this is his explanation for Nuwa and the Human Emperor, or it's like his explanation for Feng Yao, or his explanation for changing his destiny.

Su Li didn't know, but when he said this, revoked it and repainted it, Feng Chan's fate changed.

After Feng Yao was shocked, his heart palpitated extremely.

Then he woke up with a start. After waking up amidst the thunder, he heard the sound of kowtowing bang bang bang and the faint sound of thunder coming from all directions, as well as the rustling sound of turning books.

Such a voice made him feel suddenly very heavy.

The pain and regret after the loss instantly penetrated all the pride deep in his heart.

Does he really not care?

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

and……

Yaoyao, seeing that you are all well now, my mother has no regrets. I know that you will never forgive your mother in this life.

Feng Chan's words have come to an end, and it seems that at this time, she is ready to start killing herself.

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

Hearing this, his heart palpitated again and he could no longer hesitate.

If you hesitate any longer, it will be too late.

Mother Fengchan, give me some time, and I will try my best to forgive you. You don't have to kneel down. If you force me like this, it will only make me completely collapse.

Feng Yao really couldn't say Mother, so he hesitated for a while before stammering.

At that moment, Feng Chan was hit by great happiness, and suddenly tears filled her eyes again.

Yeah, I, I, I don't, I won't force you, I, I'll leave here first. You... are you in any trouble? Don't worry, mother... I'm quite capable now, I'll make up for it... I can give it to you to use first...

Feng Chan didn't know how to speak for a while, and her words were a little incoherent.

Feng Yao sighed and said: You must protect yourself first, and you must... survive, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't forgive you.

Hearing this, Feng Chan couldn't help but burst into tears again.

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

At this time, Su Li's vision could not help but change with Feng Yao's gaze.

At the place where the soul-suppressing monument was, another light and shadow condensed.

This light and shadow is none other than Su Wangchen.

Su Wangchen, who was dressed in white, looked equally handsome with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

But at this time, Su Wangchen, not only did not escape, but after he appeared, his face burned with black fire.

Burned by the black flames, his face was disfigured in just an instant, revealing some dazzling bones.