The Demon in the Mirror

The mountain road nearest to Bashan Village was very muddy due to the heavy rain that has been scorching for days.

Xifeng pulled his legs deep and shallow from the quagmire and moved forward. It was estimated that after he had filled his stomach, he would have completely digested this part of the road-not only to eat it, but also to be an idiot.

She shouldn't have promised the village chief for that little money.

But who makes her a justice demon catcher.

Alas, people are too kind and sinful.

Westwind continued to walk hard, deep and shallow, knowing that there should be no place to talk indiscriminately, just let Qinglong wait in the woods.

One foot went down and stepped into the mud pit again. The mud was not over her ankles. The soft stepping made her tremble, and it was uncomfortable.

She wanted to pull her leg out and mentioned it, but did not mention it.

Westwind looked down and saw that a mud hand was holding her foot. Suddenly, the hand pulled down hard, dragging the unexpected west wind to the ground, the soil splashed all over her, and the flute rolled to the side.

"Hand over the demon and leave Bashan Village, I will spare you not to die."

"The last line is mine." Xifeng grinned, straightened his waist, and slapped his palm towards the mud.

The clay hand took her a hand and continued to drag her under the ground without fear.

The mud pit seemed to have formed a swamp, and the west wind's body was deeper and deeper. Her legs didn't need any energy, and half of her body was sinking into the mud in a blink of an eye.

At the moment, Westwind, who was still playing with his thoughts, finally sneered, his expression suddenly changed, his right hand was combined with two fingers, and he condensed like a sword spirit, and a sword cut into the muddy hand.

The clay hands were cut off in an instant, and they reunited again in a flash, grabbing at her.

At this moment, Xifeng had already gotten up and stepped on that muddy hand: "Sneak at me, don't go back, grab the little fire you gave me as a snack."

The clay hand tried to break his hand and fled, but was caught by her and pulled upward.

Xifeng thought it was a little mud demon, but the mud hand was getting longer and longer, and it was still a hand that stretched out.

She finally found something wrong, but it was too late. The long muddy hand sprang out of the soil, and the hand turned into a tail.

She screamed and shivered away from the "mud hand", a giant python crawling out of the mud pit and twisted her body quickly towards the west wind.

The west wind fainted, and the most disgusting in the Six Realms was the snake demon!

She was so close to herself, and she opened her blood basin to eat her.

"Sky Thunder Curse!"

Before the critical moment, the powerful spells that I will never take out will roll over the clouds in the sky, rumbling loudly in the sky, brewing the power of the upcoming split.

But the Snake Demon didn't hesitate and was afraid, and still rolled towards her in the mud.

The west wind was scared intolerable, strong and disgusting, folded his hands together, to build a wall to resist, when the sky thundered, send it to the west, let you twist!

Suddenly a gust of wind came from behind, almost stopped at a close distance, a white and slender hand stretched out from one side, palms outward, spurting a palm of divine power, which was four feet long, as big as The python of the century-old tree exploded in a flash. At the same time, the thunder that came at the same time was still in the air, and it was blasted back to the sky together, exploding into the clouds.

The divine power of the heavens is amazing in the world, the west wind has contacted countless powerful monsters, and had the privilege of seeing several gods, and it is also an old **** head who is not surprised. Cognition has been refreshed again.

The muddy west wind slowly turned back, only to see a white net neck, and a clear white net collarbone, and then looked up, saw white net chin, and white net face.

Frightened by the face of heaven and man.

It was the face of a man who made the heart of the girl who had disappeared for a long time.

The monster has always been beautiful and beautiful, but this face is ...

When the sky arrives, Xifeng wants to be impolite.

The man slowly looked down, looked at the muddy girl, and said, "Wizard."

"Snapped."

The heart of the west wind girl broke.

Qinglong? Qinglong?

It turned out to be Qinglong!

Who wants to be impolite?

Qinglong grabbed her hand and said, "Let's go."

For a moment he looked down at the hands he held, all mud. He pondered for a moment, his eyebrows closed slightly, and then wiped the muddy hands to a clean place on her body.

"..." Xifeng wanted to kill the clean dragon.

Can you think about the girl's mood? For whom is she covered in mud? Isn't it just to come and join him?

I thought it was great to look good.

It seems amazing.

Westwind was a little sad, she touched her face, not sad anymore.

"Master Qinglong, where are you going?" Xifeng looked at himself who had just rolled out of the mud a few times, and his beautiful face was ruined by this mud. "I'm going to take a bath in town first."

Qinglong nodded: "Okay."

"What about my fire?"

"That mouse?"

"I'm not a mouse!" Xiao Huo quickly climbed up from behind him, squatting on his shoulders and said, "I'm different from a mouse."

"What's different?"

"I look different from it!"

Qinglong looked at it and nodded: "It is indeed different, it looks better than you."

small fire:"……"

Xifeng had already ran over to look at the snake demon, and the twisted snake demon could still look at it, fearing that it would move.

The snake demon was stunned by his palm and collapsed to the ground. Xifeng sees that it is five hundred years since it was repaired less. Is it a friend with the demon? Otherwise why should she hand over the demon.

It ’s not strange that you have a demon friend. Why is she letting her get out of Bashan Village?

Xifeng twisted his eyebrows, always feeling that something was wrong here.

She didn't kill the snake demon, she put it in her palm and shut it up like a demon. After she sent Qinglong away, she returned to Bashan Village to get a small amount of money to explore the truth.

Otherwise, being attacked by monsters is not a happy thing.

"Wizard."

Hearing the word Westwind, she felt her head widened. She would rather he look a little uglier, otherwise she would be surrounded by the little girl with such a face.

She turned around with a smile on her face: "Master Qinglong, I have a name, call me Westwind." She asked politely, "I don't know what your name is, Master Qinglong?"

Qinglong looked dazed: "I think about it."

"..."

"Oh, it seems to be called Qing ..."

Qinglong fell into contemplation again, and Westwind wanted to hit someone.

"It should be called ..." Qinglong finally asked late, "Am I called Qingyuan?"

Westwind: "..." How did she know! Not to mention 100,000 years ago, she was not born 20 years ago.

Xiao Huo looked at West Wind sympathetically, and his grumpy little partner estimated that there was already a small volcano in his heart. Hey, why is it a little happy?

The world is not as fluttering as the gods and demons, the mountains are not floating, the waterfall is hard to find, and the scenery is plain and featureless. And Qingyuan found that the people here looked just like gods and demons, but they were completely different.

"They walked on two legs."

Westwind impatiently said: "Of course you are walking on your legs, don't you ..." She glanced at her head and saw Qingyuan floating on the ground and moving forward. She immediately stepped on his shoulders and pressed down on his shoulders. "Are you going to be watched, walk with your legs!"

Fortunately, there are many pedestrians, and Qinglong caught in the crowd has not been found strange.

"They are actually eating."

"... Boss, here is the world."

"The baby is going to sleep."

"... Boss ..."

"Cats and dogs are so small."

"Boss ..." Westwind is about to cry, giant baby, giant baby, this is.

She grabbed his hand and took it to the small teahouse next to it, and when he grabbed it, he moved it away, and then the hand wiped her body again and wiped the dirt.

... Isn't this dragon with cleanliness and no emotional intelligence sealed itself because it couldn't find the mother dragon?

Westwind fully believes this explanation.

When she arrived at the small teahouse, she poured Qinglong a cup of tea and asked, "Master Qinglong, do you want something to eat?"

"I don't eat anything."

"What happens after eating?"

Qingyuan did not know, and Westwind said flatly, "Then eat a little."

Qingyuan asked: "What will happen if I eat it?"

"..." The west wind's curvy lines are totally unsuccessful, and the lines have been stolen. She chuckled and said patiently, "Not so good, then I will eat."

She saved money on a bun. She was so happy that she should be happy.

After a while, Xiao Er took two steamed buns, and the steamed buns were white and fat, like a ball of nephrite and like a cloud.

Qingyuan poked his hand, soft and warm, unlike Yun.

Westwind endured the impulse to throw him on the street, and pushed the bun in front of him: "Try it."

Qingyuan looked at the bun for a long time before taking a bite.

The west wind looked at him eagerly. There are countless delicious foods in the world. Start with the buns and capture his stomach. How much can I find a bargaining chip with him-I will not bring you delicious food without listening to me.

Qingyuan took a bite and then quietly put it down: "It's bad."

"..." Flap, the plan failed.

Xifeng was too lazy to get close to him, and asked directly: "Master Qinglong, can you return the spirit of Yinzi Girl to me."

"Spirit?" Qingyuan said, "I have no spirit left."

The answer was unexpected, and Westwind was stunned: "Do you remember the girl who removed the key from the curse yesterday?"

Qingyuan remembered the girl dressed like a red flower and said, "Remember."

"You didn't keep her spirit?"

"No."

Xifeng knew that he had no need to hide, but Yinzi really lost his spirit. According to the situation at that time, it was impossible for the black demon with impaired demon power to take away her spirit to unseal it, and it had no effect. But the village head and the villagers couldn't possibly lie to her, and she frowned.

It seemed that she had to go back to that strange Bashan Village immediately.

"The people here ..." Qingyuan glanced slowly at the people around him, and said, "It will laugh all the time."

It is completely different from the two realms he was in.

Gods and demons laugh, but unlike them, they laugh brightly and cleanly.

Qingyuan likes it a little bit. Although things are unpalatable, she still has to walk on two legs.

He looked at the muddy girl again, not knowing why the unpleasant buns became particularly sweet in her mouth.

Xifeng noticed that he was looking at himself, and Xifeng, who had no rudeness to his mind, stared at him and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

"Listening to your fire rat, you sing is hard to hear, hard to hear your ears will be broken." He said seriously, "I want to hear."

small fire:"……"

Westwind: "..."

She wasn't a mixed devil in her previous life. Why does God want to send such a monster to torture her?

why? !

small theater:

Male lead: Hey, what am I doing wrong?

People who eat melons (waving hands in panic): No, no, you did nothing wrong, boss.