The Demon in the Mirror

The lonely "man" stood in the pavilion, his hands stretched out by wooden sticks seemed to embrace the whole mountain village. Its full silver hair fluttered gently in the evening breeze, reflected by the moonlight like silver thread.

Xifeng drew a rune with a finger, painted a rune, and said "Qi". The cultural wind carried her towards the pavilion.

The scarecrow also found her, and faced the person who was flying with anxiety.

The pavilion is very tall and spacious, and it is not enough to allow five people to stand, so it is more than enough to lie alone and two little monsters.

Before Westwind entered the pavilion, she saw the spirit of Miss Zhao's family and the little black face of Xiaohuo lying on the ground. She snorted: "You didn't find this if you found it. You are also smart. Hidden here. "

She jumped into the pavilion, and the scarecrow had jumped over, blocking her hand reaching Zhao Yuer. The back of the west wind hand who had thrown a stick on it took pain and stared at it and said: "I read that there is no monster anger on you before I shot you first, but you have to know that she is a mortal and you keep her Harm her for a long time, she will die. "

The scarecrow stood on one leg, except for his white hair, all of which were straw, no face, no eyes and mouth.

But the oncoming breath made Westwind unable to start-this scarecrow, there is no maliciousness.

She ate corn and cut the corn field, but the scarecrow was just anxious and did not show up.

But when she wanted to touch Zhao Yuer, it was angry.

This is how the same thing?

Is Zhao Yuer the girl who named it A Shou?

No, fifty years have passed and the girl should have become a little old lady.

Is it reincarnation?

"What's the girl who named you?"

As long as you ask the name, you can find out whether Yuer's previous life was the girl. Westwind is also curious, if it is, it can explain why it must retain Yu'er.

The Scarecrow did not speak, and Qingyuan next to him said, "It's called A Xiang."

"Oh." Westwind said, "To what extent are you talking to it ?!"

He is familiar with himself, because of her, Yu Xiaohuo, he is still so familiar with a scarecrow.

The west wind did not rush forward, as Qingyuan said before, and can be cultivated into a big monster in a short time, generally rely on magic artifacts. She still doesn't know what practice it is, what if she is anxious and throws garbage on her face?

"A Shou, I'm a demon catcher, but a reasonable demon catcher. I'll help you see if she really wants to think, OK?"

She saw that it didn't move, so she tentatively stepped forward, and whoever just wanted to move, saw that she was angry again and forced her back.

"Okay! You don't make any sense, right!" Westwind stared, flute the sword, and suddenly noticed that there was sword gas flying towards the pavilion. The place he pointed to was the head of the white-haired scarecrow.

She hardly hesitated for a moment, the sword that was supposed to be used to frighten it, turned around, and gasified the stabbed sword. She was slightly surprised: "Brother?"

The person who pierced the sword gas was indeed shadowless.

Jian Qi was just blocked, and another whiplash was drawn. Westwind did not look at it, flicked his hands away.

Pu Yu, who came out of the whip, was surprised when she saw that she was easily resolved.

Xifeng left the Ling Temple long ago, and she is also a master disciple. Although her strength is no less than that of shadowless, she is more confident than Xifeng who left the gate earlier.

But now Westwind bounced off her whip with ease.

There was more jealousy in the beautiful eyes.

Without looking at the west wind, Wuying jumped to the pavilion and shot directly at the scarecrow.

The sword was stopped before it was stabbed by the west wind. He raised his eyebrows: "West wind, let go."

Xifeng stood in front of A Shou, his eyes shone brightly, and looked at him straight, saying, "Even the corn village where I am confident that I can go out, Brother has no reason to go out. So I go out every morning and sunset only Return, not because of getting lost, but because of another task, right? "

Shadowless silently.

"Suddenly shot this scarecrow, it seems that your task is it." Xifeng laughed slightly at the laugh, "Let me guess, what your master is doing ... but no matter what, I will not Let you succeed. Sorry, brother. "

"Xifeng, don't be willful." Wuying wanted to pull her away, but Xifeng stared coldly, so that he stopped.

Her temper has never changed.

The indifference and ruthlessness in the bone will not change.

Qingyuan also sensed the change of temperament, and took her hand and shook it.

Xifeng's heart suddenly tightened, and he looked at him stiffly. Would this guy want to hug her again? ? ?

She smiled brightly at him immediately, her heart shaking with laughter-don't hug her, hug her chest really flattened, can stabilize the stone and perform chest crushing.

"..." Wuying thought he thought too much, his sister was no longer the sister in the Ling Temple.

Seeing that Qingyuan had no intention of holding himself, Xifeng said to Wuying: "Brother, I can desperately stop you, but are you willing to desperately take this scarecrow from me?"

Puyu's long whip sounded coldly: "Yes."

"Huh, but you can't take it away at all." Xifeng hugged the arms of the others and mumbled, "With my brother Qingyuan, think about it again."

Pu Yu was about to step forward, but was stopped by Wuying. She was anxious: "Brother! You can't let it run, Master's order ..."

Wuying glanced at her at once, and she saw that Puyu knew she was wrong and automatically cut her off.

When the corners of Westwind's lips bent, she knew that their purpose was not simple.

There are still five disciples trapped in the lotus pond in the Ling Dian. They really do n’t worry at all. The person who ordered them also put the important thing in front of them, regardless of the disciples ’lives.

Worthy of being the head of the cold-hearted and ruthless spirit hall.

Xifeng laughed sarcastically, and Wu Ying looked at Qingyuan, unfathomable, but if he snatched it, there was no chance of winning because he couldn't desperately fight Xifeng.

"Don't get too close to it, because we don't know what it is."

Wuying told her to finish this sentence, and left Puyu with reluctance.

Xifeng did not hurry to approach A Shou anymore, but said softly to A Shou: "I will not take away the spirit of the Zhao family girl, but can I take these two little monsters?"

A Shou didn't move, the west wind approached carefully, and it didn't stop.

Xifeng stretched out his hand to catch the unconscious Xiao Huo Xiao Black face, and then looked at A Shou, it did not want to hurt Zhao Yu'er's heart.

Nor let anyone take her away.

She even felt a strong aura on Zhao Yuer, apparently from the scarecrow. In other words, A Shou gave her a healing.

It is really saving her.

She wondered how a Miss Zhao family raised in the deep boudoir was related to a scarecrow who had just retreated from the tide and kept guarding the village.

Is Yu'er really A Xiang?

Xifeng didn't want to take A Xiang away again, and left Xiao Pao with a black face. Before leaving, she installed silk threads invisible in the pavilion. As long as the people in the hall are close, she can know wherever she is, and rushes in an instant.

Her brother ’s goal is Ah Shou.

When she came down from the pavilion, she looked up again. A Shou still stood there, looking at the village, although there was no one in this village long ago.

Year after year, I stayed in that pavilion for fifty years.

Xifeng hugged two worrying monsters and saw that they were still awake, approached Qingyuan and said, "Give them some aura."

Qingyuan stretched his hand and swiped, brushing their cheeks, and the small fire that was still whispering slowly opened his eyes. As soon as he saw the west wind, he took her hand and cried out "wow": "Starved to death, help , Let me bite. "

When he had finished speaking, he would open his mouth and bite down. Xifeng pinched its face and lifted it up: "You are a big monster, let a scarecrow take it, are you embarrassed to eat me?"

Xiao Huo angry pointed at the little black face who was still sleeping: "It's all it! The two of us quarreled that day, and we quarreled till dawn, exhausted. Suddenly a scarecrow jumped over and kicked us with a stick. "

"..." Westwind raised his hand and threw the fool out.

She ran so fast just now! It was because she was wronged that Ah Shou caught them!

After quarreling and arguing, I do n’t know anything, but I was fainted by a stick of a scarecrow passing by. Are they funny?

Qingyuan saw that Westwind was not going back to the farmyard, thinking she was mad, and said, "It's wrong."

"No. I went back to the Zhao's mansion and went to find Yu'er's things to see if her past life was A Xiang. You can help me guard it in the Pavilion." Xi Feng thought, and went back to pick up the small fire Come back, Xiao Yingying said, "You also go to the pavilion, help me take care of the scarecrow, I go out and do something. Don't let people grab it, especially my brother and beautiful sister."

"No."

"When things are done, take control."

Xiao Huo nodded: "Deal."

Qingyuan squatted down and handed him a corn: "Here. You just said that you are starving, so I brought one over."

Xiao Huo was stunned, hugged the corn, and wept bitterly: "It's better to be Qinglong, the west wind is a fool, a fool."

Xifeng squinted at it, just boasting Qingyuan, why would she scold her by the way. She did not care about it, patting its head: "Go to the pavilion after eating, follow the scarecrow, and keep walking."

Xiaohuo is still crying: "Don't go, don't listen, you are stupid."

Qingyuan said: "Let's go."

Xiao Huo stopped crying and wiped a tear while holding the corn: "Okay, let me go."

The west wind almost hit it, why should we treat it so differently!

Xiaohuo hummed and dragged its big corn to the pavilion, and was very moved.

With Xiaohuo and Qingyuan watching, Xifeng felt at ease. After coming out of the corn village, she hurried to the Zhao family. If Yuer's previous life was A Xiang, then everything would be easier to handle.

But if not, it is a headache.