Supreme Medicinal God

On the surface, it is a bronze mirror, but in the bronze mirror, there is a figure staring at himself. The other side of the mirror is like an endless abyss, with a powerful magic energy, that magic energy Very familiar, is the devil who has been spying on himself secretly.

Ye Feng's destiny eyes found the figure of the demon in the mirror, and the other party seemed to feel something.

A wave of light like a wave of water rippled from the mirror surface, and the mirror returned to its normal state.

Ye Feng reached out and stroked the bronze mirror, the tentacles were cold, and he still felt a faint magical energy.

Fortunately, they came in time, otherwise Lao Qintou and Mo Yun might be in danger. Although the two of them have great skills and surpassed the innate peak realm, they have no ability to confront the demon with the strength of the fairy.

"Since there is no devil's tower, let's leave this demon palace."

Master Wu Nian sighed: "Amitabha, we have one less person, only eight people left."

"So everyone should be careful not to..."

Sister A Juan and Helen left the corridor, preparing to return to the gate of the mansion, but found that the gate of the mansion was tightly closed at this time.

Helen asked doubtfully: "Who came in last? How did the door close?"

Everyone looked at each other, Grandma Butterfly sneered: "I was the first to come in, this door is definitely not closed by me."

No one noticed if he was the last one to come in.

Helen went to pull the door, but the door seemed to be locked from the outside and could not be opened at all.

"The door was locked and could not be opened."

Old Qintou sneered: "Who is this trick, there is no door that my old Qintou can't open. Miss Helen, please let me go first, don't be shocked by my rashness."

Mangqi is a unique secret technique of the old Qintou, which can stimulate all the internal forces in Dantian, and the internal energy can be improved several times in an instant.

Lao Qin's head grabbed the handle of the gate, and his whole body was full of strength. His muscles were stretched out by the strong rashness, and his head was straight for several centimeters.

At that moment, he seemed to change from a hundred-year-old man to a muscular young man.

"Give me."

Old Qintou exhaled, and a wave of energy was rippling from his hands to all around. It seemed that old Qintou had exerted all his strength. This pulling force was at least several tons.

To everyone's surprise, the door did not open, and it was still tightly closed.

Ye Feng felt wrong, and Ming Ming Shen looked at it, only to find that the gate had been turned into a fifty-centimeter-thick iron plate by a mysterious force field, and no matter how hard it was opened, it could not be opened.

"No need to open it, this is not a door at all, just an illusion."

"Since it's not a gate, we crawled out of the wall."

Master Wu Nian jumped up on the wall gently, but he stared dumbfounded at the outside, and he didn't jump out.

Everyone jumped onto the wall of the yard, there froze there.

Outside the courtyard is no longer the street they just passed, but the endless abyss, a dark nihility.

Grandma Butterfly shook her body a few times and almost fell off the wall. She asked in horror: "What's going on? What is the following, and where are we?"

Ye Feng Zhiming Shen looked at the past, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom. At the beginning, he thought it was just an illusion, but the Ming Ming Shen couldn't see through the rich darkness. Obviously, the darkness was real, and it was a kind of void.

"If I guessed right, we entered the demon space. The demon palace is a palace on the surface. In fact, it is an illusory space. To get out, you must find the right way out."

"Everyone went to find them separately, to see if there are any strange places, a portal, energy field, you must be careful, or two or two people, you can't place orders."

Old Qintou complained to Granny Butterfly: "It's all you mad women who lead us into this demon space and make us unable to get out, you are too jerk."

Granny Butterfly sneered: "Where do I go about your business, I didn't let you follow you, you broke in, don't blame me for your faults."

According to the grouping method at the beginning, everyone split their heads to find a way out.

Ye Feng and Jiang Yixue went upstairs, Sister A Juan and Helen went to the secondary courtyard, Lao Qintou and Mo Yun went to the third backyard, and Grandma Butterfly and Master Wu Nian inspected the three rooms in the front yard.

Master Wu Nian turned the bead, chanted and chanted the Buddha, followed by Grandma Butterfly, the beauty's boudoir just now.

Master Wu Nian admired the portrait of the beautiful woman on the wall, and she was insanely unconscious.

This portrait is actually like Alian who was the most beloved when he was young. It seems that the crescent-like eyebrows, the star-like eyes, and the skin like the morning dew.

Once upon a time, hundreds of years later, under the fig tree in that village, I picked a small purple and yellow flower and inserted it into the hair of Alian's thick black waterfall.

A soft kiss on Alian's white and snowy neck.

Her elegant and charming smile and silver bell-like laughter seemed like a dream.

He stopped chanting and chanting Buddha, and looked at the portrait blankly, as if to hear Alian giggling, snuggling with himself by the perfume lake under the moonlight.

She is whispering: "Buffalo, do you love me? Will you marry me?"

"Love, of course I love you. Of course I am willing to marry you. I love you forever."

Suddenly, tears fell into his eyes, Alian, the name of the soul holding dreams, how many times she awakened from the dream, but woke up to the empty bedside.

The one she loved so deeply disappeared into the mist.

He shouted heartbroken: "Alian, I love you, I always love you."

Grandma Butterfly came to the copper environment. She hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time. She looked up at the bronze mirror casually, but this one shocked her.

The man in the bronze mirror was wearing crutches and wearing exactly the same clothes as her, but the man in the mirror was slender and slim with a charming face.

God, who is this, is it me?

Grandma Butterfly threw away the crutches in her hand and touched her face. All the wrinkles were gone, and her skin became pink and her blows could be broken.

It is myself, when I was eighteen.

Her eyes had to be moistened, and the crystal tears rolled down the delicate skin.

Really me, how is it possible?

She shook her hands, touched her face, and looked at herself in the bronze mirror fascinatingly. I was so beautiful. I regretted that I had entered the world of longevity, and made me unbelievable.

But now, I am back, and the beautiful butterfly is back.

She giggled and made a circle around the spot. How many demure men had been fascinated by her dancing posture, and how many Hong Yan were crazy and jealous.

She smiled indifferently, and tears burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)