The Demon in the Mirror

The lotus pond is not too deep, but the westerly wind has seen mud at a distance of a few feet. The roots of the lotus are all under the water, like the roots of countless large trees that have fallen into the mountains and are stacked together.

She swam towards the red light spot leading the way. Sure enough, the enchantment became stronger and the west wind would soon find its nest.

She vaguely heard someone talking on the lake, like her brother, but Westwind did not go out, but accelerated the speed.

The soft silt at the bottom of the lake gently fluctuated and fluttered due to her swimming. Plankton hiding in the pool walked around her, but could not get close due to the spell of the cover.

A few lotus roots broke away from the quagmire, protruded from underneath, and slowly followed the girl's feet.

Suddenly stretched out, entangled the aperture protecting the west wind. The suddenly increasing rhizome entangled quickly, entangled the west wind tightly, and became a green silkworm cocoon.

"Kap."

Excessive force caused cracks in the aperture, and water stains slowly flowed in through the cracks.

The west wind snorted coldly, and the flute had turned into a sword, punctured the aperture by itself, and directly crossed the rootstock like a paper, and split the cocoon.

As soon as the hood broke, the west wind was immediately in the water, and she held her breath upstream.

Daylight is on the surface of the lake, taking shallow photos, deep into the bottom of the lake, the situation of the bottom of the lake can still be seen clearly. The west wind kicked his legs upward, and when he saw that he was about to leave the water, a black shadow hood suddenly came, and the monster was so angry.

She had seen this demon spirit, the monster that appeared in the lotus pond that night.

It was indeed the monster that took the girl from Yuer.

The swollen west wind swelled a sword, seemingly weak, but the sword sternly rushed straight at the monster.

The monster didn't expect her sword spirit waving in the water to be so powerful, her arms were cut off almost instantly. It roared, and the lotus pond shook with shock. The drops of water on the lotus leaf rolled down, dripped back into the lake, and rippled again.

The west wind kicked his leg upwards again. This subconscious move fell into the monster's eyes. It knew that the west wind could not hold it. He leaned down and rushed towards her.

Almost as soon as it came to her, she saw her lips raised and sneered.

The lotus demon realized that she didn't want to suffocate, but just wanted to seduce it to come. He hurriedly turned to escape, but it was too late, the sword gas was approaching, and he directly cut off one of his arms.

The lotus demon shouted in pain, but Westwind didn't want to give it a chance to escape, and once again raised his sword to chase.

The monster turned back to the bottom of the water, and instantly swelled up the mud at the bottom of the lake, blocking the sight of the west wind. Taking advantage of this chaos, it roared towards the west wind, drove the water, and drove it back half a foot.

Fortunately, the silt is soft, and the west wind will not break his hands and feet. She stared at the lotus demon with her eyebrows, using the sword as her elbow, and pushed the bottom of the lake violently.

In the end it is a mortal, and it takes half more effort in water than on land. Xifeng had repeatedly attacked it, and felt that his arm was sour, but the monster was fearless and broke both hands and wanted to attack her.

The murloc spell gradually disappeared, and she would really suffocate without returning to the land.

The west wind shook in front of the monster and went upstream.

She thought that this monster had suffered a loss and would not dare to chase it again.

But the next moment she knew that she had made a mistake, and the monster rushed over again.

Can you still be a bit brainy, afraid of death!

Xifeng scolded in his heart, and the monster turned around again, his tail shot heavily on Xifeng's stomach.

"Wow--"

It was full of breath to breathe, and it was all shot by its tail. Westwind grunted and swallowed, almost choking to death.

Having finished eating porridge, still holding the bowl and licking the small fire felt completely unsatisfied.

It pushed the bowl in disgust, was about to cry, and looked up and said, "I'm going out to eat the monster, Master Qinglong, do you want to go with me?"

Qingyuan shook his head: "Porridge, delicious."

"... You can really feed, Xifeng will die happily when he hears, and save a lot of money to raise a dragon."

"Westwind ..."

Qingyuan suddenly had a meal. Xiaohuo was about to ask him what happened. Suddenly he saw him grabbing his short hand with one hand. Then he broke through the window and flew into the sky dome at a speed exceeding the wind speed.

It's going to die! Mao is about to die again!

The speed was so unimaginable that he rushed to the lotus pond almost instantaneously. Before the small fire reacted, he saw him slam into the lake. The rhizomes were all clear, as if the girl had been stripped of her dress.

I was about to be surprised at the lotus demon who started with the west wind, knowing that the comer's spiritual power was against the sky, knowing that it was hard to fight, and even fled without seeing who it was.

Qingyuan leaned over and grabbed the west wind's hand, circled her in her arms, and her movements were extremely rapid. At this time, the water that had been washed up for a long time before falling back to the lake.

"Westwind!" The dizzy little fire jumped over, plucked away the mud on her face, and patted her pale face, "Wake up, you'll wake up."

Qingyuan pointed to saving her, and the little paw suddenly grabbed his hand, trembling: "She is drowning, save her soon."

"Drowning?"

"I swallowed a lot of water, and it has accumulated in my chest."

You can save her by mouth-to-mouth giving Reiki to her. Xiaohuo feels she is witty. When the west wind wakes up, she will praise it. Look, Westwind, you are the one who kissed the Dragon God.

Not only did he ride a dragon, but he also kissed his mouth.

There is no such arrogant demon catcher in the world.

Xiaohuo opened his big eyes and looked at him with anticipation, hurry, otherwise Xifeng could not hold it.

Qingyuan thought about it, nodded, and then raised his palm, gathered his breath, slapped it ... patted it on Xifeng's chest.

"Wow--"

The west wind under the crit spit out a sip of water and lived.

small fire:"……"

Qingyuan seems to have discovered something new: "Useful."

He saw that she hadn't woken up yet, and wanted to give her another hand, the small fire was so scared that the heart would explode, and he hugged his hand and said loudly: "Boss, you can!"

She would die if I filmed again! No, it will die if you shoot it again!

It completely believed that Westwind had only one life left now, and now only half of it was left ... If she knew that this method came from it, it was estimated that it would have lost half of her life.

Xiao Huo wants to run, and wants to go outside and gain three pounds ...

Qingyuan looked at the muddy west wind, and then looked at himself full of mud. He wanted to return the mud to the west wind, but he didn't find a place. He raised his eyebrows in contemplation, looked at the west wind with his eyes closed, hesitating again and again, he still leaned over and picked her up, and he was stained with mud all over again.

He thought ... throw out the clay figure in his arms.

He lost the little fairy who had drilled in his arms, but that was a little fairy, and he couldn't die. The mortal seemed to be very fragile and would be fainted by the water. It was really strange.

So he can't throw her out.

Qingyuan thought, holding the west wind tightly with all his discomfort, ready to go back to the inn.

Wu Ying, who has gone far, just heard the huge movements in the direction of the lotus pond, and the soaring demon spirit, but just glanced at his beautiful sister and seeing her evasive, she realized that something was wrong and hurried back. .

As soon as the result arrived, I saw that the Tsing Yi man was holding a west wind and was about to leave.

"stop."

Wuying stepped forward, and the sword was unsheathed and stopped in front of him: "What did you do to the west wind?"

Xiao Huo fangs at him: "Don't misunderstand the good guys, if it's not him, the west wind is dangerous."

Pu Yu stared at it coldly: "You a mouse is also worthy of talking to my brother."

Xiaohuo sneered: "Are I a mouse, you know, do you want me to change your face to show you?"

Its fiery red hair stood upside down, blazing fiery, and even the pure jade standing half a foot away was so hot that if it became close to it, I might be able to burn her into a pancake in an instant.

Pu Yu felt terrified and could not help but step back two steps.

I just wanted to go back to the inn to let the west wind go, and I did n’t want to stay in the abyss where I went to the pool to take a shower. What ’s more, he felt that the people in the so-called spirit palace really had no politeness.

Wuying didn't worry about Qinglong. He wanted to take the west wind back. When he stopped again, Qingyuan said: "You can't stop me. Although you are not a person, you can't stop me."

Wuying shuddered suddenly, her expression was shocked for a moment, and Puyu was also startled.

Qingyuan did not look at him again, and flew towards the inn with the west wind.

It wasn't until he walked for a long time that Pu Yu recovered from his consternation, and his eyes were cold again: "Brother, this person, can't stay."

"You are not human", they understand this, not cursing people.

But he is indeed not a mortal.

Wu Ying's cold face didn't mean to refute, but someone who could see through his body at a glance was not easy to deal with. He stared at the girl next to him with a cold voice: "You think the West Wind has happened, and the one who won't let you go is me? The first one who didn't let you go is not me, but Master."

Pu Yu shivered when she thought of the harsh master. Xifeng has clearly left the Ling Temple, and Master does not recognize her, but no matter how long she leaves, no one can take her place.

Wuying warned again: "You just try again."

Pu Yu bit her red lips tightly, her eyes full of tears, staying in place for a while, her deeper jealousy towards the west wind.

Qingyuan, who finally took Xifeng back to the inn, felt that he was too dirty to walk. He had rushed over when he had seen him at the shopkeeper there, and said angrily: "You broke my window! Lose money! "

The fat lady boss also said akimbo: "Loose money!"

"Oh." Qingyuan glanced at the two of them, thinking for a moment, putting Xifeng on the shoulder of the fat lady boss, and drawing out Xifeng's purse, putting it all in her hand, "bath, wash clean."

The fat lady boss froze for a while, but when she noticed that the money bag in her hand was heavy, she smiled in the blink of an eye: "Guest officer, would you like to take a shower? I'll ask someone to give you a bucket of water."

"No, I'm going to the waterhole."

Fat old gang mother blinked her eyes, water hole? Water hole?

It doesn't matter if you have money to collect.

Thinking about it, she carried the west wind to the bathroom, preparing to rub her mud well.

The little fire that jumped on the room beam looked at the silver that was taken away, and stretched out his short hands to cry without tears. The money, the little money was gone ... Westwind woke up this time, but he was really mad.

Otherwise, it pulls Qinglong to escape together?

small theater:

People who eat melons: You are drowning.

Hostess: Oh.

People who eat melons: You have been attacked.

Hostess: Oh.

People who eat melons: Your purse was taken.

Hostess: Who did it! ! ! Stand up and I want to fight you to death! ! ! !

People who eat melons ...