The Demon in the Mirror

"Look at the shopkeeper again, this is Jin Chanyi, a holy thing unique to the Chan clan, baby!"

"What? You tell me that this pile of **** is Jin Chanyi? There are more than 20 grams of gold powder in total. Please make an offer."

"..."

Inside the pawnshop, there were disgusting voices from the shopkeeper. There is the west wind-heartbreak.

The silver exchanged with all the gold powder, I am afraid that it will not be enough to sell the price of a complete gold cicada clothing.

Westwind felt that she would not be able to make a fortune in her life.

No, there is a way out, that is, to stay away from the green dragon that clings to him.

The west wind sighed in the sky, and we had to drink the northwest wind again. Thinking of this, she turned back fiercely and stared at the man standing in front of the shop door. Qingyuan paused and asked, "Are you going to buy buns for me?"

"I'm going to eat you!" The west wind exploded, showing his hands the gold powder. "Do you have anything to say?"

Qingyuan stared for a long while, and said slowly: "These golden cicada clothes are too brittle, just press it and break into slag."

"... This is not pure gold! It's cicada slough, cicada slough! Hollow, carved, people are a crispy skin! And!" Xifeng said angrily, "Are you just pressing it?"

She really wanted to show her chest to show her that her chest was flattened again, oh, no, it was completely flattened. Such a thought is even more sad.

Qingyuan looked at the girl who was going to be angry and didn't understand what would happen if Jin Chanyi turned into gold powder: "Westwind, don't you‘ wow— ’?”

"..." She didn't cry!

"Good." Qingyuan touched her head. "I'll take you to eat delicious food."

"I'll pay?"

"Ok."

Xifeng has never seen such a brazen dragon!

In the evening, Hongxia was full of sky, and the west wind crushed Hongxia like a giant, walked back to the inn step by step, and entered the room, not allowing Qingyuan to come in. She was looking for a bag to hold the gold powder, and in case she could meet someone who would be able to repair it, her gold cicada clothes would still be able to come back.

Outside, looking for dim sum, the little fire mouth returned with a desperately struggling fish demon leaping onto the railing. At a glance, Qingyuan stood like a cypress standing at the door, looking into the distance.

He squatted on the railing to put down the fish and asked, "Master Qinglong, what about the west wind?"

"In the house."

"How do you stand here?"

"Xifeng didn't allow me to go in, she was angry." Qingyuan thought for a while, then turned and knocked on the door, "Xifeng."

"Do not talk."

"I go back to God Realm."

The zephyr who was loading gold powder powder gestured, put down the bag and gold powder in his hand, and ran quickly to open the door, but there was no trace of Qingyuan, only a red figure biting a fish past her.

"Go back to God Realm again ..." Xifeng looked at the horizon. Now the Demon Race has made some moves, and the Demon Realm is also eager to move. Only the God Realm is still suspicious of each other to compete for power. It is a disadvantage and worrying.

"Ping Pong Pong." The movement behind her made her take back her thoughts and looked back. She saw a **** fish struggling to twist her body on the table, and all the teapots and cups on the table were smashed to the ground.

She hadn't had time to pay for her heartache. She suddenly remembered that her gold powder was still on the table. But where there was any gold powder on the table, she looked down and saw the golden light everywhere.

She was stunned, knelt in despair, and cried out "wow".

Looking at Yue'er's injury, the small fire turned around and saw a huge, terrible shadow covering the sky above it, like a fierce beast.

"You two bastards!"

"what--"

Yueer sat up in horror at the scream, and saw the west wind beating the little mouse, the scene ... very cruel.

She clutched the quilt tightly and closed her eyes again to "sleep".

This mortal is terrible!

The most lively in the **** realm is the temple of the breeze.

His shrine is the same size as other princes, but he has planted nagging trees in almost every corner. The nagging tree is a kind of **** tree, and it does not transform, but it has a mouth that is nagging and will only close when sleeping at night.

But Baili Qingfeng, who is now sleeping, heard someone nagging, making his head hurt.

"Who?"

"Shenjun, the Dragon Temple has an invitation!"

A hundred miles in the muddy breeze sat up suddenly, the figure flashed, the person had already gone outside, he looked at the little fairy boy and asked, "Where is the invitation?"

"Dragon Palace." Xiantong handed him the invitation. "It is clear that I am going to the banquet now, and I don't know which Dragon Palace is. I sent the invitation most of the night."

"... Now?" Baili Qingfeng took the invitation and glanced at his eyes. Why did he feel nervous ...?

Probably, an illusion.

"Did you go?"

"Go." Baili's breeze changed in a flash, and the fairy clothes flew around. He solemnly advised, "Remember, frame this invitation and hang it in the most conspicuous place of the temple."

"..."

Baili Qingfeng took two steps and said again: "Remember."

"... Are you as far as?"

"As for, this is Qinglong's invitation."

Fairy Tong was shocked and shouted: "I'll put it up now!"

When the breeze breeze rushed to the Dragon Temple, it was still dawn, he entered through the main entrance and knocked, and it didn't close at all.

Sure enough, no chain head.

That's right, who wouldn't think so, come to the Dragon Palace to steal things and die.

He wanted to enter the hall. Whoever wanted to see his friend standing in front had not crossed the sea of ​​clouds. He was touched for a while, and he stepped forward: "Friend, I didn't expect you to pick me up specially."

Qingyuan said: "West wind is angry."

"Then coax."

"How to coax?"

Baili Qingfeng thought a little: "Give flowers, many, many flowers."

Qingyuan said sadly: "But I can't find a flower in my dragon palace."

"Easy, I have it."

"Oh, let's go and pick flowers at your house."

A hundred breezes breeze: "Well, buddy ... aren't you here to invite me to drink? Wait a minute ..." How does he feel like he's being routine? ? ? How did he feel the smile on his calm face? ? ? He looked at him suspiciously, "Don't you plan to do this from the beginning? Did you go to the door at midnight and fear that I would be angry and don't pick flowers for you? So I sent an invitation, but in order to let me pick flowers for you willingly?"

Qingyuan blinked: "Am I the kind of dragon?"

"..."

"Let's go pick flowers, buddy."

"..." Making friends carelessly, making friends carelessly. Baili Qingfeng sighed in the sky, but after all, he was still a little happy in his heart after receiving the invitation from the **** of war.

The soybean-like lights flickered in the oil lamps, and the wind outside the house made the shadows of the lights sway.

Yue'er sat on the table and was eating a fish demon. She was blown by the wind and her robe flew straight away. It asked carefully, "Sister Xifeng, the wind is a bit strong, don't you close the window?"

"No, how can there be no wind to suppress my anger." Xifeng looked at the bottle but retrieved three or four grams of gold powder and gold fragments, and said sadly, "Yue'er, I'll take you to elope, I'll never go there again The two losers are together. "

Yueer flatly refused: "No, you are not a big monster."

But she seems to be more fierce than the big monster ...

Yueer shouted cold, terrible! He looked at the small fire that was squatting in the corner and was beaten with a bruised nose, holding half a fish and jumping to his side: "Little mouse, do you want to eat fish?"

"Teeth ... pain ... eat ... can't." Xiaohuu wanted to protest with Westwind why he beat it well, but he didn't dare, he was afraid to say that he wouldn't see tomorrow's sun.

Xifeng shook the bottle on the table and finally put the stopper on, so as to avoid spilling it accidentally, it would really be impossible to find it back.

She drank a cup of tea and lay down on the bed, closing her eyes and recuperating.

About half an hour later, a scent of flowers floated from outside the house and I was refreshed in the dark night. She opened her eyes and instantly thought the bird was resurrected.

But Li Dalang and Huo Nu, have both turned into ashes, and stayed in the lava mountain where the grass is not growing.

She turned over and suddenly saw a large bouquet of flowers popping out of the window, filling the entire window.

The colorful flowers are said to have four or five hundred branches. At this time, they came out together, like a window opened and spit out a bunch of flowers.

Which monster did not know what to do to block the window, how Qingyuan can come back later. The west wind was angry and stepped forward to catch the monster, but after approaching, he saw a blue dress pendulum, crowded among the flowers. "Boom--" The sea of ​​flowers flooded in, and Qingyuan also followed in, sending flowers on his coat and robe, which was so fragrant that it would damage his name of God of War.

The west wind looked at the flowers all over the place with surprise. Those flowers were chattering, struggling to get up on the ground, and jumping around in the room, like a flower blooming in the room, the smell was fragrant and beautiful.

Yue'er grabbed a little flower **** and put it on his head, poked Xiao Huo and asked, "Are you looking good?"

Xiaohuo looked at the pinched flower and said, "It's going to be pinched by you."

"I'm asking if you look good!"

"It's really going to be strangled by you. Just let it go, pity."

Yueer was angry and scolded: "Asshole!"

"..." Why scold people? There is no reasonable person in this world? ? ? The small fire was lying on the sea of ​​flowers, and it was terribly sad. Otherwise, let's run away from home.

Westwind was so distressed by the flowers in the house, he said angrily: "Don't be noisy!"

The room was suddenly quiet, and the Six Realms were quiet.

Westwind pointed to these flowers and asked, "Why are you bringing so many flowers back?"

"Send it to you." Qingyuan looked at her still angry, and said, "Pay courtesy, apologize, be angry."

Westwind paused and raised his eyebrows slightly to see him: "Who did you learn from?"

"When my friends apologized to the girl, they all gave flowers, so he kept a lot of flowers in his temple."

Knowing his temperament, Westwind swallowed worriedly and asked, "Aren't you going to him as a flower thief in the middle of the night?"

"Of course not." Qing Yuan said with a deep suspense. "I picked it upright and my friends know it."

The flowers are very beautiful, and they are all flowers that Xifeng has never seen before. The flowers were frightened by her, and they didn't dare to squeak, but the fragrance of the flowers was still overflowing, the color was bright but comfortable.

She looked and said, "Let's send these flowers to Lava Mountain."

"it is good."

The Lava Mountain without the Fire Girl has not yet recovered to what it was 800 years ago. The mountain was still grey and white, and when he dabbled in it, he threw people's clothes white.

After planting these hundreds of flowers, Lava Mountain seems to be alive again.

The tombs of Huo Nu and Li Dalang are on the top of the mountain. The meaningless empty burial mound is the only thing Westwind can do for them.

"Although I have no friendship with you, these flowers are for you."

Xifeng buried the two people together with only one tombstone. The top of the hill in front of the grave is full of flowers. By the spring of next year, when the mountains are full of flowers, Lava Mountain will not appear so lonely.

She took Qingyuan's hand and took him down the mountain. Perhaps it was still under the monitoring of Mozun. She didn't want to stay too much and was stared at, uncomfortable.

"West wind." When walking to the foot of the mountain, Qingyuan called her and looked at the ground not far away.

The west wind looked there and saw a little green tip under the white dust. She trot over and picked up the white ash, and saw a seed under the mud, which had just sprouted and was about to break through the mud. I don't know when, people passing by, the seeds they threw away, they have been silent for many years, but now there is no flame, and they finally broke out.

She thinks that in the coming year, not only will there be many blooming flowers, but also many other flowers and plants, even small saplings.

A lava mountain buried deep in a pair of lovers will eventually become a lush green mountain.

Xifeng smiled, she asked: "I gave all the flowers you gave me to others, are you angry?"

"are you happy?"

"Happy."

"Then how can I be angry." Qingyuan held her hand back and held it firmly. "Buy buns for me and be hungry."

Xifeng smiled, isn't there a little gold cicada clothes left, at least a meal can still have money. Well, take it and eat some good wine and good food.

It is already a small town in the morning. It is peaceful and lively. People who get up early walk on the road, either busy or leisurely.

Qingyuan likes the early morning on earth, lively and full of vitality.

Xifeng thought that there were no rumors of monsters in this town, so he would pick up things and go to the next place.

"West wind."

Xifeng hadn't heard it yet, but Qingyuan heard it, and saw the person coming. He stopped the westwind and stopped, and called to the man who was coming here: "Brother."

Wuying saw Xifeng's heart rejoicing in his heart. Brother Qinglong broke his joy out of it, and said, "I said, I can't afford it."

"Qinglong is calling people following the west wind, but there is nothing wrong with it."

The voice is charming, even if it is ironic, it is also a delicate voice, crisp into the bones of the west wind. She shivered and looked at the beautiful sister, but after a few days, she was still astonishingly beautiful.

No one can replace the status of the beauty sister in her beauty list!

the first! the first!

Xifeng suddenly recovered, and warned: "Are you here to rob monsters with me?" She thought about it, wrong, now there is no news of monsters, she pretended to regret, "You are late, here is not monster."

Pu Yu coldly said: "Even if there is, it is not that we rob you, it is you who rob us."

Wu Ying said: "We just pass by."

Westwind doubted: "Really?"

"Ok."

"Where?"

"The Country of Flowers."

Xifeng raised her eyebrows as soon as she heard it: "No, it's not surprising that Sister Beauty will go. You go too? There are never men allowed to dabble in there."

Pu Yu chuckled: "You are still walking around the world, not even knowing this news. The empress of the flower country invited the world famous people to go to the banquet, it has caused a sensation in the world."

The West Wind was surprised: "The Empress personally invited?"

"Correct."

"I can see anything for a long time, and even the country of flowers has opened its doors to the outside ..." Xifeng asked Wuying again, "Did the emperor say what to do?"

Wuying shook his head. He had seen Xifeng and Qinglong holding their hands together. He said silently, "We have to hurry and go first."

"Brother, don't have morning tea together?"

"No, hurry up."

"Okay, Senior Brother has a smooth journey." Xifeng regretted to watch him and the beautiful sister leave, it seemed that he had to pay for the breakfast, and it was heartache.

Qingyuan asked: "What is the country of flowers?"

Xifeng explained: "It's all a place for women, from the emperor to the soldiers, and more than 800,000 people are women. In short, it is a daughter country that does not allow any men to enter."

Qingyuan suddenly.

The west wind is still puzzled. In a country like the Flower Country, where men are never allowed to enter, now why do you invite celebrities to go?

But regardless of him, it has nothing to do with her anyway, she does not go to the flower country.

Empress VII