The Demon in the Mirror

The Westwind probe was about to be seen, and Pu Yu shot it in. She had to kneel on the bed and wait for the fish boy to come in.

The wind stopped, and the shadow was fixed. There was a man outside, riding a koi carp, drifting outside the door.

The door was slowly opened, and a shadow slowly entered the room.

Pu Yu looked from under Xipa, only to see a fish shadow swimming on the ground, she looked dignified, clenched the sharp blade, her heart was already high.

The courtyard of Li Mansion is still a festive atmosphere.

Qingyuan stood on the tree and looked at the hilarious people and demon. Obviously through the red meaning of killing, in the world, it has become a joyous thing. Unlike God Realm, everything is white and white, and the gods are all pale.

The shadow of the tree was shaking, and the figure was floating. Someone was standing under the tree, looking up.

Qingyuan bowed his head and waved at the man: "Brother, good."

No sound was heard, his face was slightly stiff, and he jumped on the branch in one step, and said, "You are not a person in the Spirit Temple, don't call my brother. And ... The dazzling Dragon God calls me like this, I can't bear it.

"Xifeng is calling you like this." Qing Yuan asked, "Is it true to marry a wife on earth?"

Wuying glanced at the courtyard and said, "Well."

"It's hilarious, and they are also very happy."

"When the person who sends the relatives finds that they are all monsters, they will not be so happy."

"The bride is an impolite sister."

Wu Ying paused and said, "The real bride has been replaced halfway by us. In recent months, there will always be brides who hit the demon for no reason, so Master ordered us to come and catch the demon, who wants to ..."

Who wants to meet them again.

I don't know if it's fate, or the road is narrow.

"Oh." Qingyuan stared at the lively courtyard and found that the demon's enchantment appeared again in the mansion.

"Why would you like my sister?" Wu Ying's tone was a little stiff, and she didn't understand it. "How can you like Xifeng when you are a dragon god? After that, when you return to Jiuxiao, how should you be responsible for her?"

"Like? Responsible?" Qingyuan lowered his eyebrows, confused, and didn't understand what he meant by "responsibility." "Xifeng, she can take care of herself, she is very powerful."

Wuying couldn't help but glance at him, this is ... don't want to be responsible? He twisted his eyebrows and said, "You are going back to Jiuxiao and you want to bring a west wind?"

Qingyuan thought about Jiuxiao's boring days. It was estimated that Xifeng would be crazy, and Jiuxiao had no money. Xifeng must not be happy, he shook his head.

"Then why are you with Westwind?"

"I will stay in the world."

Wu Ying froze for a while: "Abandon everything you have in Jiuxiao?"

"Why stay in the world, the premise is to abandon Jiuxiao? The Dragon clan has never been bound by anything." Qing Yuan really didn't understand this brother's idea.

Whether it was the beginning of chaos, or the two realms of the beginning, or the six realms of today, they cannot trap their dragons.

At this time, the huge carp had swam into the house and swam all the way to the bride.

The breeze gently blew past Xipa, and the red hijab was lifted by the wind. Under the hijab, a beautiful and charming face appeared.

The cheeky face is a ugly face that no outsiders can see.

With such a large fish in front of him, it is difficult to change his face. Pu Yu opened her eyes slightly and looked up at the man sitting on the back of the ugly fish. When he saw his empty eyes, he was terrified again.

"You, did you see my bride?"

Pu Yu blinked beautifully, her voice stiff, and asked, "What does your bride look like?"

Yuko's face was pale and indifferent. At this time, he suddenly became gentle: "I love singing, beautiful, and kind."

The sharp blade in Puyu's hands gradually showed cold light, and she continued to ask: "Why did she disappear?"

The fisherman suddenly "looked at" her, and her empty eyes seemed to swallow her, her face was already grim: "You want to kill me."

He was angry, and the fish shook, and his long beard almost patted Pu Yu's face. Pu Yu stood up violently, grabbed the fish whisker, and the sharp blade had come out, and stabbed directly at the fisherman's heart.

Hearing the movement, the west wind hiding in the bed also jumped out, grabbed the other long beard of the koi, and stabbed with a sword.

The koi swayed violently, but the two grasped tightly and couldn't escape. The fisherman stared at the two with "cold eyes" and suddenly made a shrill and sharp sound, stabbing the eardrums of the two, as if they were directly inserted into the needle, they had to let go and cover their ears.

The people outside the courtyard were also disturbed, and those who sent their relatives did not know what had happened, so they saw the people who sat with them in the groom's house, and turned into a grim rat. All the clothes fell to the ground and quickly jumped in. The senders screamed in fright and fled outside.

Wu Ying heard the sound and said "Not good". When he blinked, the others were gone.

The west wind was deafened by the fishman's cries, and his ears were deafened. He gritted his teeth and drew a rune in the air into a fishing net. He raised his hand and patted the fishnet to the fisherman.

The fishman hissed, and the fishing net suddenly shattered, turning into a sharp blade, and stabbed towards the West Wind Puyu.

Xifeng was startled, pulling the jade that was still covering her ears and pulling it back to resist with a sword, but the sharp blade that shattered into thousands of pieces was too much, instantly punctured Xifeng's clothes and crossed her bare arms and neck There were several blood stains on his face.

Dozens of weasel monsters jumped out of the ruins and rushed to the new house. Westwind suddenly feels that things are not going well, there are many demon, if she is only a fisherman, she can still fight, plus the weasel demon, it is difficult.

Almost instantly, a breeze blew on her face and looked up. Qingyuan had stretched out her palms and pushed forward. It suddenly blew a gust of wind and entangled the running weasel demon, even the fisherman. , Even people and fish were sucked into the wind gust.

The weasels screamed that they were traveling abroad, but they had no strength to fight back from the wind. The green face of Yuzi's pale face, his palms restrained the wind eye, and prevented himself from being sucked in by it. He tried his best to sway the tail of the koi carp, and escaped from the wind.

West wind is about to chase, but Pu Yu behind her drags her back. Xifeng thought she was afraid that she might be in danger. Who wants to see the red bride chasing the fish demon herself next time? Then she was accompanied by her brother Wuying.

Xifeng looked at the two figures that disappeared into the night sky, and pulled his lips away: "Thank you for not saying anything, it's rude."

This time she saw that Qingyuan looked at herself with pain in her eyes. She felt bad. Sure enough, Qingyuan hugged her and said in pain: "You are going to die."

"... Master Qinglong, if you look at our mortals again, I will be angry!"

Xifeng rolled his big eyes, not because he was injured a little, but when she called again next time, she spoke out about her broken arm and broken leg and scared him to death.

Humph.

Qingyuan held her face, looked at the small scars on her face, bowed her head close to her forehead. The warm breath was on her forehead, and Westwind blushed and said: "Why?"

"Hoo--" A breath of dragon gas flicked the wound on her forehead.

Xifeng touched his forehead, and the wound was healed. She was surprised, and then saw Qingyuan's face moving downstream. She reached out and pushed his face away, and her heart thumped: "Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Not yet, face, neck."

Qingyuan looked for a wound under her neck and saw her glaring: "No watching! No touching!"

With that said, she jumped in front of the wind gust, put the trapped weasel in the cloth bag, and said without looking back, "Go."

Strangely, the injury is still not good. Qingyuan stepped up and saw that there were fish scales on the ground and picked it up.

"West wind, fish scales."

Westwind finally looked back, it was a beautiful fish scale, red and white intersecting, and hard as stone. After holding it in her hand for a while, she thought of a good way, and then rolled her eyes and said, "Master Qinglong, why don't you follow me to see the dream."

"Whose dream?"

"That fish monster."

The fishboy is really mysterious. Xifeng wants to use the fish scales as a dream guide to let her fall into a dream. In this way, we can know what the heck of the fish is, who is the bride, and what is the purpose.

But with the lesson that she was almost repulsed by Yuzi last time, this time she had to take Qingyuan to avoid Yuzi's repulsion and peer into his dream.

When the west wind returned to the roof opposite the burnt inn, the small fire had just arrived. Tonight Xiaohuo didn't see a few evil monsters. When he didn't eat enough, he saw the west wind coming up, smelling a weasel smell, he was so greedy, jumped to her and hugged her thigh: "Sister Xifeng is the most beautiful."

"... Don't disgust me."

"Sister Xifeng is the first beautiful in Six Realms."

"..." The West Wind shivered, stuffing it with a bag of weasel, "Take it and take it."

The corner of Xiaohuo's lips bent, and it knew that this trick was a hundred ways. It carried a bag full of weasel spirits and ran to another roof, intending to start eating, but hadn't eaten yet, and suddenly noticed a pair of shiny little eyes staring at it.

It turned back suddenly, and no figure was seen.

Obviously someone is watching it.

He looked up sharply again, and saw a black ball quickly hiding behind the cornice.

"Little dwarf?"

Angrily said over there: "You are the dwarf."

"Do you want snacks?"

After thinking for a while, the little black demon finally appeared and trot over.

There is no moon tonight, this is a black group of little black demon, now there is only a pair of eyes left. Xiaohuo could n’t blame it on this. It could n’t see that it was a girl: "I'll call you small briquettes later."

The little black demon stared: "I'm not called briquettes."

"Then what is your name?"

"I have no name."

Xiaohuo unexpectedly said: "You are a monster who is still a big monster, how come you have no name after living for so long?"

"Because no one will shout, what do you want your name for?"

Xiao Huo blinked, and the little briquettes should have been thousands of years old. The monster who lived for thousands of years had no name.

No one shouted, that is to say, it had no relatives and no friends.

What's more, the dozen big monsters that it unblocked depend on its own strength.

Xiao Huo was awed by it.

"Little briquettes, you are amazing."

The little black demon blushed and patted her heart and said, "Of course."

"But can you stop eating my dim sum ??" Xiaohuo grabbed the bag and respected it, but the food could not be shared. This is the principle.

The little black demon curled his lips and licked his lips very greedy: "I'll exchange it with you for a good drink."

With that said, he took out a big bottle from his robe and did not know where to pull it from. Xiao Huo flipped her robe over, and did not see it. But the water in the bottle is really sweet and fragrant: "Then ... I will get one for you."

"Be stingy, just one." The little black demon grabbed the fattest spirit from the bag and stuffed it into his mouth before giving it to the bottle.

Remove the stopper from the fire, and the more mellow fragrance overflows, but it will make you intoxicated when you smell it. He held the bottle up and drank, and grunted and drank most of the bottle without breath.

While he was not paying attention, the little black demon took another snack and stuffed it in his mouth. Before he swallowed it, he saw it put down the bottle and looked straight at it. It swallowed hard, almost choked.

"Delicious ... hiccups."

"Yeah, this is the royal wine that I stole from the palace. The palace is not easy to go in now. It's not a big monster like me. I don't dare to go." , And remembered how it turned into a fire beast, the majestic monster, it greeted again, poked its arm and asked, "Will you be my great monster, the owner can also be changed."

The dizzy little fire looked at the black ball in front of him, and burped again, saying, "Okay."

The little black demon opened his eyes and stuttered excitedly: "You, you, are you serious?"

"Really." Xiaohuo gestured towards it. "You catch the fish first. It burned the inn, and Westwind will blame herself for death, hiccups."

The little black demon nodded desperately: "I'll just grab it, pull the hook, and when you get it back, you'll be my big monster and listen to me."

"Yeah."

Xiaohuo stretched out his paws and didn't hook it. Finally, the little black demon grabbed his hand and held it, shaking it, even if it was agreed. The little black demon jumped up in excitement, and his wish could finally be fulfilled.

Although the fisherman is difficult to deal with, but for its big monster, it will not give up.

Xiao Huo was still hiccupping, a swaying god, and the black mass was gone. It twisted the mouth of the bag and carried it on his shoulders to find the west wind, and shouted her name across four or five roofs.

Xifeng, who was waiting for Qingyuan to cast his spell into Yuyu's illusory dream, looked at the small fire running upside down and said to Qingyuan with disgust, "You, don't eat it like this in the future, I can't afford it. "

Qingyuan said: "Okay."

"obedient."

"Everything is too unpalatable, and I can't eat more."

"... Everything is not unpleasant, you are too picky." Xifeng said, and the small fire had run to her, drunk in her hand, watching her smirk.

Xifeng lowered his head and sniffed the red ball, and couldn't help but say, "I know I'm drunk when I get drunk, and dare to drink."

"Hiccup--" A small fire hiccuped his head with a big hiccup, holding a bag full of weasel spirits, and fell asleep.

Qingyuan flicked his fingers, and the red and white fish scales turned into a touch of red light, a touch of white light, floating above his palm, staggered into a vine, and straight into the sky.

In the place where the red and white light intertwine, there is a fish swimming, there is a beautiful girl, who is laughing in a low voice.

The laughter was as crisp as a bell, as if in the summer night, someone was gently stroking the piano.

The sound of the piano is so long that the two instantly dreamed.

Enter the dream of the fish boy.