The Demon in the Mirror

The ground is full of debris and debris from mirrors, like the Milky Way reflected in the world, shining with light and mysterious silver.

The evil spirit remaining in the mirror has been controlled by many monsters, but the magic energy has just appeared, and it has not been completely exhausted in the end. The demon king personally inspected it once, and determined that this evil spirit would no longer harm the human world, so that the demon dispersed. Back near the west wind, the strand of green silk was still fluttering on the ground.

He leaned over and picked it up, just preparing to persuade Westwind to go back, and he saw the sky dome straight and appeared in front of him.

Baili Qingfeng looked at the demon who had started to dissipate, and then looked at the remaining grief on the ground. His eyes fell on the face of the demon king, and asked, "What the **** is going on? Jiu Xiao suddenly shook, but there was nothing strange in the world. But here the demon coagulates, you black dragon ... "

The demon king glanced at him and said, "My elder brother trapped Moye and hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers into the illusion, and kept them forever in the mirror with flesh and blood. The demon's strength has been damaged, and the Six Realms can at least be reconciled. One hundred thousand years. "

Baili breeze froze: "What about him?"

The demon king snorted coldly without answering. Baili Qingfeng saw the west wind kneeling on the ground. Even when he came, he didn't look up. His body was gloomy, as if he was carrying huge pain. He shook his god, is his friend ...

"Xifeng girl?" Baili Qingfeng squatted in front of her, seeing her still unresponsive, asked with a trembling voice, "Is he good friend ..."

Xifeng slowly raised her head, with bruises on her face and bloodstains. She stared at the person in front of her and saw Qingyuan ’s best friend before she woke up a little. Her voice was mute: "He ... did n’t come back ..."

When he said yes, he would definitely come back and push her out, but as a result, the mirror was broken, but he did not come back.

con man.

He said he didn't like to eat peaches, she believed. He said he would come back, she believed.

But she is always lying.

Baili's breeze stunned, and his heart was stabbed with a sword, and his eyes were full of pain: "Friends ..."

"Master Baili." Xifeng forced his tears and trembled and took out a voice stone from his arms, and handed him to him, "Emperor Changyuan colluded with Mo Ye at the time, and designed to kill the silver emperor, Changyuan personally admitted, This is the sound stone, you take it to God Realm. "

Baili breeze stunned: "Emperor Changyuan colluded with Magic Night?"

"Yes. Qingyuan is determined to kill Changyuan in this illusion, but he is dead. Uninformed God Realm will definitely regard Qingyuan as an enemy. He does not want to bear the murder of God Realm King for Changyuan. Convicted, so I hid this soundstone early in the morning. "

Westwind said, his throat choked again. Before entering the film, when Qing Yuan placed the sounding stone on her, she also thought about why she should give it to her. Compared with him, it is clear that he is more likely to be injured and captured, so the sound stone is likely to fall.

Now when she thinks about it, she knows Qingyuan's intention-he thought about how to send her out early in the morning, so she gave her the stone.

For example, the small fire trapped in the illusion, such as the moon who has long waited for the seal to be opened at the exit, such as the little fat brother who led the demon to maintain the peace outside the illusion.

Everything is in his calculations.

To deal with the magic night is so easy, and to make the six realms of peace so easy, only by destroying the magic night and the magic realm's forces at one time, can you get the six realms of peace.

Xifeng hated him so much that he would die together, but he died alone.

She threw her into the world again, alone.

Baili Qingfeng took the sounding stone and felt pain in his heart. But looking at the west wind with his eyes swollen, he could no longer say his pain. West Wind was more painful than him.

He missed the joyful face she always beckoned to him, but his friends were gone, just because she would never see her smile like that again.

Friends ...

Baili Qingfeng secretly sighed heavily and said: "West Wind Girl, the gods of the gods haven't waited for the news of the world for a long time. They will definitely check it out. In order to avoid trouble, I will go back to God Realm first, and I will return my friend to be fair Restore his divine power. "

Mentioning this matter, the demon king sneered: "Restore the Godship? No need, my elder brother has entered the demon world. Since then, it is the monster that your protoss spurned. He will not return to the **** realm."

Baili Qingfeng slightly paused: "He will go back to my friend, and the pure spirit of God Realm is more suitable for him."

"No, because I have an agreement with him. He is a demon, and I will guard this world for him." The demon king's eyebrows were raised again. "If you don't go back, there will be someone in God Realm coming down."

Baili Qingfeng looked at the top of the head, hesitated for a moment, and then said to Xifeng: "I will let the gods of the realm, give Yin Changdi and his friends an account."

Westwind was startled and didn't answer, and now whatever it is, it doesn't make sense.

Baili Qingfeng sighed softly and flew away.

The demon had completely dispersed, and the breeze was gone, leaving only the small fire and others, still guarding the west wind that had never stood up.

Yue'er crouched beside Xifeng, looked at the discomfort, and said: "Sister Xifeng, go back, you have been seriously injured, you have to go back and apply the medicine."

The demon king sneered next to him, "Yes, there are a lot of things to keep me busy, go back quickly. You have been squatting here, he will not appear suddenly, and, what if you bleed and die?"

Yue'er frowned and looked up at him: "Daddy!"

"... oh." The demon king's tone softened. "Go back, sister-in-law."

No matter what they said, Westwind did not move at all. Chi Jin, who was lying on the side suddenly thought of something, got up hard and walked towards her, looked down, and sure enough, the west wind had fainted.

Even if she was dizzy, she knelt on the ground and seemed to lose her soul.

It sighed, just as it did when it brought her out of Devil Realm.

Seeing her look like this, the demon king paused and said, "What is she holding in her hand?"

Yue'er shook her hand to see it, but the west wind held it tightly and took a lot of effort to break it apart. A ray of spirit fluttered on her hand, as if it was raised very well, so the spirit was not weak and full of vitality.

Chi Jin Yizheng: "Master Yinyue?"

Yueer asked: "Who is Silver Moon?"

"Westwind's mother." It was surprised, why did the person who had already died have survived?

It suddenly remembered what he had just said when he sent away the west wind from the thousand wars, and looked at the Soul Curse on the spirit, he could not help but startled. Looking down at the westerly past of the west wind, there was a little more pity: "West wind ..."

The sea breeze is long, and the setting sun will fall.

Xifeng embraced a small potted plant, and the seeds germinated for ten days. The small green shoots inside grew well. She sat cross-legged on the high rocky cliffs by the sea, daring not to touch the little green shoots.

The setting sun in the distance will be the most beautiful view of the sea in a day.

The warm and implied salty sea breeze blows, making the person a little comfortable and sleepy.

"Mother, I know why you like the sea so much. The sea is really beautiful." Xifeng muttered, "It's so frustrating when the sun goes down. If you can talk with me while watching the sea, maybe the sunset It will be beautiful. "

But the spirits are planted into seeds, which germinate on the tenth and bloom on the tenth. The day when the flowers bloom is when the mother-in-law reshapes her body and returns to the world.

Ten years, it's still far away.

Far from the footsteps, she heard who this was, an acquaintance.

She slowly turned around and looked back. The two were slender and tall. The man is tall and handsome, and the woman's skin is white and beautiful. Seeing them, the west wind flickered slightly, and did not stand up. Holding a small potted plant, she asked, "The elders of the demon world have closed the entrance to the demon world again. How did you come out?"

The comer is her former brother and sister. Since she left the demon world, she has been trapped in the Ling Temple for a few years and is a person worthy of being a brother and sister.

Wu Ying looked at her lifeless face and said silently, "We didn't go back, Master explained, let me take over the Ling Palace. Not all of the Devil's children are in the Ling Palace. Once the dragons have no head, the Ling Temple will be chaotic and human. It will also be chaotic. "

The west wind nodded lightly, which made sense. Everyone, from the emperor to the people, believed in the spiritual hall. The spiritual hall was chaotic, and the people's hearts would also follow the turmoil. At that time, the human world will not be too stable, at least. It will not be stable in the short term.

The presence of the Ling Dian is like a peace of mind in your heart.

She tranced slightly and asked, "When did he account?"

Pu Yu said: "On the eve of the war." She didn't have a whip that she used to use on weekdays. Although she didn't like the west wind, but now the master was dead, the green dragon was dead, and the brother was going to take over the Ling Temple. Losing so much like Xifeng, the thought that has been comparing with her suddenly disappeared.

Xifeng hugged the small potted plant again, and he had planned it early in the morning, and would give her the spirit of his mother at the right time.

Maybe he could survive after leaving the illusion, but he returned to the side of the magic night.

As a father, do not give up; as a husband, do not lose; as a minister, do not escape.

Xifeng was silent, Wuying leaned over and handed her something, saying, "The spirit spring where the deity sent Master to seek was to deal with the escaped banshee, but then the banshee died, and the spirit spring was left to I will keep it. Master tells you to give you this spiritual spring to help you suppress the magic blood. "

Xifeng looked at the stolen spring stolen from the corn village, a little swaying god-then she had just been with Qingyuan, every day he was half dead with his poisonous tongue, but he didn't dare to beat him.

They lived in A Xiang's house together, and met the scarecrow with white hair, watching it bouncing around in the cornfield, hopping around, waiting for the villagers who had left that year to return.

It had been so long since the blink of an eye, and now she dared to beat him, but he was gone.

The eyes that had dried up in the past few days turned red again. She sucked her nose and pushed away the spirit of the spring, saying, "Brother, you should return this spirit spring to the corn village, I don't need it anymore."

She can completely suppress the magic blood and will never be threatened by it again.

Wu Ying saw her like this, and sighed: "West Wind ..." He didn't know what to comfort her, just like when she first arrived at the Lingdian, she always cried her nose, he always looked at her from afar.

He used to comfort two sentences, but now he knows that no matter how comforting he is, it is useless.

"Sister, you need to take care."

Xifeng nodded gently, looked at Pu Yu again, and said, "Sister Beauty, don't you return to Demon Realm?"

Pu Yu shook her head. She wanted to follow Wuying. Even if Wuying didn't like her now, she wouldn't like her in the future. She had to follow him because she liked him. At least when she is there, many girls will retreat from difficulties. He doesn't like her, and she won't give him any chance to like others.

This is selfishness, there is no way to change it, and I don't want to change it at all.

She realized that the west wind had no threat to her at all. Her previous dislikes and hostility faded away. When she left, she said, "Take care."

Xifeng watched them go, looked down at the green shoots in his arms, and whispered, "Mother, Dad really likes you."

Unfortunately, she knew too late.

Her memory of him is always the scene of his sword killing his wife. But he forgot how he lifted up her young child so that she could pick the fruit from the tree.

Forgetting that he let her sit on his neck, holding her mother's hand in one hand, and admiring the lanterns on earth.

All memories were erased by that sword.

"I'm sorry, mother. If it's you, you will choose to believe him." She hugged the little potted plant and spoke to her mother who was still a green shoot.

Depends, but seems to have nothing to do.

There is a slight smell of seafood, mixed with the smell of fish. She lifted her sour eyes and saw a huge fish almost touching her forehead. She was forced to straighten her waist and looked up, and she saw a cold and handsome young man staring coldly, holding a small flower pot in her arms, and a small sprout in the pot.

Riding fish boy holding a small potted plant.

Xifeng Ninja laughed: "Qiao."

"Huh." Master Yu looked at her distorted face with a smile, and said, "It was given to me the day before yesterday and said that ten years later, it will come out of the flower in the evening." Caressing your movements, like a little harder, will hurt it.

Westwind asked, "How did you come here?"

"I was in control of the illusion at the time, and I was there."

"Why are you here?"

Yugong said indifferently: "I'm a monster."

"Oh ..." She forgot how.

"The demon king issued three orders to let us go to a place without telling us what it was."

"You will come."

Yuzi wouldn't tell her, it was because he noticed that there seemed to be an old man in that place, so he passed. He said, "Boring."

"Oh……"

He was not good at comforting people for a long time before saying: "I died twice in front of me in the evening, and I also died twice with my heart. But I came back to life later, although I have to wait ten years, but I am willing to wait. You waited for ten years and a hundred years, and suddenly one day, Qinglong will also appear in front of you. "

Westwind touched his nose in a loss and smiled: "Really?"

"Ok."

The huge fish dangled in midair, and the fish-boy sat on it without looking at her. He would not comfort people, nor would he lie, for fear of getting in line with her eyes, he would reveal it.

There is no breath of Qinglong in this world.

Yugong sat with her for a long time before saying: "He sent you out desperately, and you will live with his share."

The west wind was slightly startled, and after a while, he nodded gently and raised his smile to look at him: "Okay."

The fish boy is already turned around, he doesn't want to see a girl who always jumps into a salted fish, sitting here every day to blow the sea breeze. She looked lonely at the sunset.

"It's getting dark, go back, otherwise a sea monster will pop out of the sea at night and eat you."

"..." Can this proud and indifferent fish comfort people? Westwind said, "I'll go back here."

"Then you go back, you go, I will go back to the sea."

Xifeng immediately stood up, patted his numb buttocks, and descended from the cliff, said from afar: "I'm gone."

Yuko looked back, and when she was really gone, she swam back into the sea. Uncle Yu slowly walked to the beach before whispering: "She didn't go."

The fisherman held the small potted plant in his arms without looking back and whispered, "I know."

He knew that she did not leave. It was like himself, even if his eyes were captured, he was still looking for him.

He understood her, although he felt stupid.

"Go."

As soon as their figure did not enter the sea, the westerly wind climbed back onto the rock from below, placed the small potted plant in front of them, and continued to cross-legged to see the sunset which had not yet completely sunk on the sea.

The orange-red afterglow reflects the warmth of the world.

Yue'er, who was lying in the distance, came up with a head and looked worriedly at the lonely back, his nose sour again: "Is Lord Qinglong really unable to come back?"

The demon king hummed: "I said, that's my brother."

The west wind, who had watched the tired sunset, rubbed his eyes and closed his eyes on his knees.

Suddenly the breeze blew, and she thought of Yue'er who had been lying in the distance as a gecko and her father finally couldn't help but come out to comfort her in turn?

But the breath is wrong, the breath is very strange.

She remembered that the small flower pot was still in front, and immediately looked up to get it back, so as not to be kicked by the comer. When she looked up, she saw a blue shirt in her eyes. She couldn't help but stunned her pupils. She slowly lifted her neck, which was about to stiff, and a large piece of blue clothes fell into her eyes, and she became more stunned.

But even if it was a phantom, she wanted to see his face.

"The sea breeze is very cold, why don't you go back, not good."

Xifeng's heart shook suddenly, and she immediately looked up, and a handsome face was reflected in her pupils. She was stunned and still thought it was a phantom.

Because of him, there is no breath of Qingyuan.

Smell, it seems very weak, but very strange.

Qingyuan squatted down to look at her, and her hand touched her thin cheek, squeezed, and said, "I'm thin, I can't squeeze."

Clap.

A teardrop clapped on the back of his hand, stiffening his gestures. Qingyuan wiped the tears from her face and said, "I'm back, don't you hug me?"

Westwind finally reacted. The person in front of him was indeed Qingyuan, not an illusion. Even if his breath had changed, only Qingyuan would talk to her like that. She sat up on her knees, threw herself into his arms, and cried out "wow" with tears.

Want to scold, want to beat him.

Want to ask where he went.

But I couldn't ask, just wanted to cry well.

Qingyuan hugged her and didn't like to hear her cry, but he knew that Xifeng had been crying these days.

"I'm a little weak now, almost all my spiritual power has disappeared, close to mortals, you have to protect me well, Westwind."

Xifeng's crying weakened and looked up at him, sobbing: "Why did it become like this, aren't you ... Did you die with Moye?"

Qingyuan twitched his eyebrows: "I said, I will not die with Moye, nor will I be buried with Changyuan, because it is disgusting."

"..." Xifeng said again, "Where have you been these days?"

"In your hair."

Westwind: "Hair?"

"Now, the hair that floats in front of you after the mirror is broken." Qing Yuan said, "The only thing that can resist the illusion of the illusion is you who are also magic stars. But I can't go out with you, otherwise Magic Night The demon soldiers will also escape. "

"So how did you plan to leave at the beginning?"

"Well, the hair is made from the blood of a person, so only you can protect me at that time. When the mirror burst, I put the spirit into your blue silk, and even Magic Night couldn't destroy the strand of hair. Because that is yours. "

Westwind froze: "Why do you come out now?"

"Because my younger brother is too weak, I thought he would be able to reshape my soul for only one day. Who thought, it would take ten days." Qing Yuan frowned slightly, and said, "Sure enough, many younger brothers are missing."

"..."

Qingyuan hugged her and continued to say: "I ask my brother to reshape my body after the mirror bursts. This can only be done by my brother who has the same blood as me. I hear you crying and I know you I come here every day to watch the sunset. I would love to come with you, westerly wind, but I can't move. You are watching the sea, but you don't know that I am watching you. "

Xifeng thought he was dreaming and pinched his chest, indeed. She hugged him tightly and rubbed her head again: "I thought ... you were really dead ... I thought you were lying to me again ..."

"I promise you something, I will do it." Qing Yuan bowed her head and kissed her forehead. "Because I like you, don't watch you cry."

Xifeng smiled with tears, this time, weeping with joy.

The demon king, who was still lying in the distance, looked at the two, and his heart was sour. Yue'er was crying, and she couldn't help crying and asked, "Dad, why didn't you tell sister Xifeng at first that Master Qinglong will come alive?"

The demon king hummed: "Who knows whether it will succeed? Instead of accidentally bringing despair, it is better not to give hope at the beginning, at least after failure, to have thoughts and think that the person is still alive.

This seems to make sense, Yue'er seems to understand, and said: "Why does father want to help Master Qinglong, because that is your brother?"

"Naive," said the demon king, "because he exchanged his entry into my demon world."

"Does Dad want Master Qinglong to come to demon residence?"

The demon king paused and said, "Dragon people are never unconstrained. Go wherever he wants to."

"Why did Daddy stay in one place?"

A bite of a dad, he heard his heart sour and love, he was a little silent, touched her head, said: "You and your mother are here, I will not go anywhere."

Yue'er smiled and added seriously: "There is also Dad's son-in-law."

The demon king's face changed: "I don't agree that you marry a mouse!"

Yueer grimaced at him, ran up, and ran, saying, "I'm going to tell him that Qinglong is resurrected, he made a wish, as long as Qinglong is resurrected, he will be my big monster, take me Eat various snacks. "

The demon king almost passed out, hurried to catch up and shouted: "I disagree!"

The noise of the two has reached the rock, it is difficult to hear.

Xifeng, who buried his head in front of Qingyuan's chest, reluctantly left his arms. After a while, Qingyuan raised his hand, as if to come and wipe her tears. Anyone who wants to make a gesture wipes the clothes on his chest, and wipes the tears from his clothes.

She knew that the cleanliness of this dragon could never be changed!

"Xifeng." Qingyuan said with her face in his arms, "Do you want to eat peaches, let's go eat peaches, I will peel you."

Westwind smiled: "Okay."

"And ... There is a young brother with a white beard near Pan Taoyuan. There are a lot of red threads there. Let's go get one."

There are many gods on Jiuxiao. The man named Yue Lao told him that he has a red thread on his hand. As long as the two are held, the eternal life will not be separated.

He thought he would never need it.

But now, he wants to draw a line with Westwind. No, it is one hundred.

If the white bearded brother didn't give it, he would beat him.

Xifeng Yan smiled, and she was able to switch between demons and mortals freely. She was not afraid of any clean air. She went there, and she wanted to see what God Realm looked like. She wrapped his neck and kissed his face: "Well!"

Qingyuan hugged her, did not forget to bring a small potted plant, stepped into the air, and flew to the sky. Xifeng looked at him leaving the ground in an instant, and was surprised: "Aren't your spiritual powers close to ordinary people?"

"That's also very powerful. After all, I'm a tens of thousands of brothers away from ordinary people."

Xifeng blinked his eyes and smiled dumbly.

Qingyuan hugged her and said again: "Several dragons are also missing, west wind." He lowered his head and lightly printed on her lips, whispered, "Let's lay eggs."

Xifeng's eyes were already smiling like a meniscus, and he answered again: "Well!"

The world was vast, and the sunset that hung on the sea for a long time finally fell.

The sea without sunlight is a bit gloomy, and even the wind is chilly. The later, the more raging.

An old, small figure walked slowly on the dim ground, with a slow pace, looking down on the ground, as if looking for something.

After a long walk, she finally stopped and squatted to brush off the dust on the ground, pulling away the dust of the dead leaves, an inch of silver light was refracted, and the sharp cold light was revealed.

The mother-in-law slowly picked up the debris, staring at the lingering soul in the mirror and said, "You didn't die."

The fragmented Demon Soul sneered: "In the Six Realms, only the devil can kill me."

Mother-in-law sighed: "You brought the demon world back to life, but it also made the demon world in trouble. In the future, will you have another war?"

The qi is weak, and for the world, it is already insignificant, and even the ants will not be afraid of the devil who once changed the color of God Realm.

The cold light is cold and the sound is even colder, and it will one day come back again.

"Yes."

——End of the text

The author has something to say:

The text of "The Demon in the Mirror" is over (this is an article without the name of the male host, please don't throw eggs, thank you) Little fairies, love you!

This is a newly opened pit next door. The previous "Nanfeng" has changed the settings, and the name of the article has also been changed. The same thing is still funny, welcome to watch.