The Demon in the Mirror

More and more people entered the canyon, but fewer and fewer people stayed. Some people who were alert to the danger of leaving when they first entered the valley were blocked by monsters and dragged directly into the valley, becoming the dead soul under the tree.

The west wind pulled Qingyuan all the way, and the sight was terrible. The canyon had become a sea of ​​blood, and the **** smell of choking nose was everywhere, and it was spooky and strange.

"The empress in this flower country is simply a lunatic." Xifeng clenched her long sword, and there was blood on the ground before her feet, and it seemed that her eyes were stained with blood. "I really want to find someone who is capable, and I should be. Look for the demon master and exorcist instead of letting so many people come to death. "

"Are you really here to catch the demon?" Qingyuan had no spiritual power, but he felt something was wrong in his heart. "It was the Valley of Flowers that caused the emperor to be unaware of the dangers inside, but still let many hands be free from the power of chicken People land on the island. "

"Conspiracy?" Westwind jumped out of these two words, and felt that it was not impossible. She couldn't help but shuddered, "Does the giant tree really not bloom and needs mortal blood to irrigate before it can bloom again?"

Then it would become a blood baby.

More terrible.

Do you want to cultivate thousands of blood babies and devour ten nations?

Xifeng felt that there was no way to guess without asking the empress in person. What's more, for some reason, she vaguely noticed that there is still devil qi on this island, and it seems to coexist with this demon qi.

It is a more terrible breath than pure demon spirit, pure devil spirit.

The evil spirit who can disturb the power of Jiuxiao must not be simple. Even Qingyuan has made a move. It really makes people not to be taken lightly.

"hiss--"

There was the sound of blood spewing out, and the sound of the fleeing wind as the monster quickly jumped back underground.

Qingyuan looked forward and saw that two people were entangled with Blood Vine, and both of them had blood beads splashed by Blood Vine.

"Huh, brother."

Westwind looked up and it was really them. She immediately raised her sword and ran over there-"Brother."

Wu Ying turned around and saw that the West Wind raised his sword and stabbed. He leaned over and stopped: "Don't use a sword."

Xifeng hurriedly closed his sword. As soon as he fell beside him, there was blood vines. Wu Ying reached out and held his hand, and a blaze burst into his palm, and the blood vine disappeared instantly. The flames fell to the ground, and even the underground rhizomes dared not stick out their heads.

On the one hand, Wuying extinguished the evil spirit, and on the other hand said, "You can't cut them, cut one, and transform two to deal with them, so this island is full of roots and blood vines, and they can only be exterminated by fire."

"Originally, it is no wonder that there are so many rattans." Xifeng turned the sword into a flute, don't hold it around his waist, and also used a fire spell.

"How about your mouse?"

"Small fire? It's separated from it." Xifeng knew, "If it's the little fire leading the way, then you can walk directly into the hinterland of the Valley of Flowers."

"Ok."

Xifeng said again: "I haven't felt it use fire now. It is estimated that it was the same as I thought before. Fear of the fire, the entire Valley of Flowers will be burned. Those who stay here will also be burned to death."

"People?" Pu Yu saw the west wind coming, and jumped over, standing beside Wuying, and chuckled, "Where is there anyone else, almost dead. Are you the last group to enter the island? Then you are Happiness, unlike us, has been fighting hard day and night. "

Westwind stunned: "So many people died?"

"Well." So many people died, Pu Yu said, and couldn't laugh. She looked at the blood vines that were constantly hitting her, and aired, "I'm sick!" She saw Qingyuan standing in the distance, Say, "Isn't your man a dragon, he can't breathe fire?"

"... He is not a fire dragon."

"Then it rains, drown these monsters!"

The West Wind booth said, "He won't rain."

Pu Yu stunned: "What the **** will he do?"

Xifeng once again spread his hand: "I now say that he has the ability to sweep the Six Realms, and he once screamed Mozun, do you believe it?"

Pu Yu's face turned white, and she said, "You're wanton."

Xifeng threw a tongue at her, flew away from the chaos, landed in front of Qingyuan, turned around and turned a small flame in his hand, and said to him: "Fire."

Qingyuan slightly paused: "It will become a fire, have you forgotten just now?"

"Just need a fire, be good." It doesn't matter if the divine power is messed up, the key is to see how you use it. Westwind raised his palm to let him cast a spell, and he felt a blazing fire in his hand for a moment, and a huge fireball came out.

She leaned over and threw the fireball into the chaos, where the fireball rolled, not only the blood stains, but also the pits on the ground quickly gathered. It was like a road on the sea, clean and fast.

Originally still entangled in the rattan next to the Wuying two, the hasty escape.

Xifeng clapped his hands with satisfaction, pulling Qingyuan forward: "I went to Xiaohuo and they met, brother, let's go together."

Wuying wanted to say no, but the Valley of Flowers is very dangerous, and relying on their power alone may not be able to reach the hinterland, and may even be consumed by blood vines. He said, "Okay."

"But I have a condition."

Pu Yu laughed sarcastically: "I didn't expect that you would even mention the conditions with Brother Wuying. Brother, you can finally see who she is."

Wu Ying said indifferently: "You said."

Qingyuan suddenly answered: "The demon is hers; the money is also hers, and no robbing is allowed."

Xifeng smiled, he knew her. When did this idiot Qinglong become the person who knew her best in the world, the heartstrings were moved again, and a tune came out, beautiful tune.

Pu Yu suddenly had nothing to say, and she could not say what she wanted to say about her greed.

Wuying didn't expect Qinglong to have such a deep understanding of the west wind. He just thought that the west wind was really conditional, who wanted to ...

"Look, brother."

The little finger stretched out was white, like her childhood.

But it was not the west wind at that time.

Wuying didn't move and said, "I promise you."

West wind paused, her fingers hung in the air for a long while, and she didn't hook up, and then saw him go. She caught up and said, "What the **** is that monster, do you know Brother?"

"I don't know yet."

"Is the emperor a monster, can you tell?"

"Should not be."

The two were talking, Qingyuan followed, and Pu Yu walked while patting the blood on his sleeve. The blood stains became more and more dirty, making her frown.

Others walked very quietly, not intending to disturb their brothers and sisters talking. Seeing Pu Yu felt strange and depressed, she looked at him a few more times. This blue dragon face Pang Junmei is unparalleled. She raised her hand and calmed down calmly. She couldn't figure it out anymore, she couldn't help but ask: "If you talk about Qinglong, you are a dragon god, wouldn't she think that she is so greedy for money, is it too vulgar?"

Qingyuan was still looking at the back of the west wind, jumping up and down, and seemed to be possessed by quack, seeming to be extremely happy, he said: "No."

"Why not? Obviously greed for money."

"It's also terrible to be so greedy."

Pu Yu was dumbfounded: "So you are praising her for being so powerful?"

Qingyuan nodded, puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"..."

Westwind had slowed down and returned to Qingyuan. She was afraid that he wouldn't keep up and lost, or that the rhizome raid would drag him into the ground again. Pu Yu saw her nervous and smiled: "What are you afraid of, I won't hook him away."

"How can I worry about Sister Beauty being hooked on him." Xifeng said, "He will definitely not like you."

Pu Yu is very confident in her face, only when her mouth is hard, but she is not interested in attracting men to prove that she is unparalleled, so she hums away and follows Wuying.

Xifeng held Qingyuan's arm, and he held him to death. Qingyuan sensed her strength and said, "Hold too tight, and tighten your arms."

Westwind immediately hugged tighter and said, "Nana, you hugged me ten times as much as your strength. Does it hurt, does it hurt?"

Qingyuan paused and patted her head: "I know, I will hug it in the future."

Unexpectedly, Qingyuan could teach up to his son, instead of counterattacking her internal injuries, Westwind was surprised. She squeezed his arm, she wasn't taken away.

Into the valley, a few people who were beaten by Ivy were also troubled by blood vines. Baili Qingfeng found his spiritual power more and more chaotic, and finally dizzy and dizzy, it was almost unable to stand.

This has never happened before.

Seeing that he seemed to be physically weak, Xiao Huo was very surprised. He jumped in front of him and threw him to his back. He only felt that he was weak in his deeds, as if he was being stripped away by something: "Master Baili, what are you doing? "

Baili Breeze exhaled: "I don't know ... tired, all tired, and dizzy."

It wanted to ask Yue'er if he knew what was going on, what terrible things were hidden on this island, but Yue'er was still fighting hard, eating a round belly, already too lazy to eat, and desperately brushing that long vine . It wants to help in the past, but its limbs are entangled in blood vines, which is extremely annoying.

It looked for Zhong Ning again, and no longer saw them. They were all people who entered the Valley of Flowers one after another, and they had long been scattered with them.

Zhong Ning also ran through the thorns along the way, trying to break free from this haunting blood vine and merge with the West Wind. She knew she could not enter the hinterland of the Valley of Flowers without the help of the people in their Xuanmen.

But now it's almost impossible to move, and there is no way to find someone.

"what--"

When Zhong Ning heard the sound and turned back, he saw a crutches flying past him and turned to look. Then he saw that the rickety old woman was entangled in blood vines, which seemed to be tripped to the ground suddenly, causing the crutches to fly out of his hands.

She hurried past, wielding a sword and breaking the vine, and dragged her out of the mud.

Before the old woman could breathe, she saw a rattan appear behind Zhong Ning, seeming to attack. Her face changed, but there was no way out. The blood vine slammed around Zhong Ning's neck and dragged her down the ground.

Zhong Ning was holding his throat without breathing, his brain went blank for a moment, and when he recovered, he saw the old woman hit the blood vine with a cane and tried to save her.

The blood vine escaped quickly, and her ricket could hardly catch up. Before running a few steps, four or five blood vines appeared again, blocking her path.

She was hesitant and remembered that Rong Qi was dragged into the ground by blood vines and turned into a blood pit instantly. She watched as Zhong Ning was dragged away, her pupils trembling violently.

"I'm sorry ... I can't die ..." Her vicissitudes of the face were painful, and she felt that she was not qualified to teach the scholar.

She is the same, she is also indifferent.

But she can't die.

She has one more thing to do. Before she finishes it, even if she wants to put on a thousand lives, she will have to live.

She tried to calm her heart, watching Zhong Ning's throat being dragged away by the rattan, her eyes were old and weak, full of guilt.

Suddenly, she saw Zhong Ning's bare arm ripped off by the monster, and there was a red mark.

The imprint looks like a cloud and is a red birthmark.

She stunned her eyes wide, her thin body shook hard, and ran towards her like crazy.

"Smile!"