When Qi Han fell into the pond, a huge splash of water was created, shocking the heavens and the earth. Along with the splashing sound, there was also the endless and noisy shouting of the elders outside the Xuanjing.
"I can't see... How come I can't see anything all of a sudden?"
Lin Qian slammed the table and stood up, staring at the dark picture in the mysterious mirror. His vision was extremely terrifying, like a wolf and a tiger: "Pei Ji that kid ruined the vision spirit under the waterfall before, damn it! Make him pay! At least double, no, ten times the price!"
After he finished panting for a long time, he looked at Qu Feiqing beside him with shining eyes, revealing a smile that could only be understood but not expressed in words: "Tsk tsk, is this considered friendship between fellow disciples? Pei Ji even risked his life to protect Ning Ning."
A female cultivator held her face with both hands, her eyes full of comfort and joy, smiling as if she were getting married tonight. The corners of his mouth almost stretched to his ears: "This is what young people are like. It's great to be young."
Mayoi was unhappy: "Can't fellow disciples sacrifice their lives for each other?"
Qu Feiqing has always been good friends with Lin Qian. Hearing this, she chuckled and glanced at him, and then continued lazily: "Oh, then I didn't see you hugging Elder Tianxian."
Tianxianzi, who was inexplicably named, sneezed and hurriedly turned his head to look at them. Perhaps he was disgusted by the scene mentioned by Qu Feiqing, and his face was as pale as a piece of paper.
However, his doubtful gaze did not stay for long, and he turned around and lowered his head again -
on the wooden table in front of Tianxianzi, a suspenseful gambling game officially came to an end.
The head of Haoran Sect blew his beard and glared, feeling very sad: "Damn it! Why didn't that idiot Qi Han regard his body as the eye of the array! He made me lose 50,000 spirit stones in vain!"
Tianxianzi himself wilted like a long-dry weed, as if the last bit of moisture in his body had been squeezed out. He pushed the spirit stone in front of him as a bet forward listlessly:
"I'm so stupid, really. I only knew that the eye of the array was related to the water mirror, but I didn't know that the sky above was also considered - to be honest, who would have thought of that level? Shooting a hole in the sky is too ridiculous, what's wrong with Ningning's brain?"
The head of Liuming Mountain, He Xiaochen, felt hopeless and kept looking in the direction of Xuan Jing:
"Why did I do this? I had to overestimate my own abilities and gamble with you. Now, not only did I lose all my spirit stones, but I didn't even see the most exciting scene - I heard that the elders on Xuan Jing's side were almost crazy with excitement." One family was happy, and several families were sad. Among all the people gathered in front of the wooden table, only Ji Yunkai was smiling particularly brightly.
As the only winner who guessed correctly, Master Ji stood on tiptoe and stretched out his little arms, happily taking the spirit stones to himself: "Thank you, everyone, thank you very much."
After all the spirit stones were put into the storage bag, he immediately ran to Mayoi's side, and was very excited at the first sight: "Hurry up! How are they?"
Compared with him, Mayoi was like a huge human-shaped ice block, pointing at the mirror without changing his expression.
It was pitch black, without a human figure.
"It was Pei Ji who did it, right?"
Ji Yunkai narrowed his eyes and smiled, his face full of innocence: "Ask him to pay, double, oh no, fifty times."
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There were sighs outside the mysterious mirror, Pei Ji under the waterfall turned around speechlessly and looked at the figure floating on the water.
Qi Han was still confused until now, his eyes widened and his mouth opened, spitting out a mouthful of lake water like a fountain, his slender limbs swaying back and forth with the waves.
The half-dead and floundering appearance vividly interpreted what it meant to be a frog losing its child and a small white boat riding the wind and waves.
He really couldn't figure it out.
Using the sky as a mirror and water as a mirror, what a wonderful design that goes beyond common sense. He once firmly believed that unless he took the initiative to dissolve the formation, the water mirror formation would never disappear.
However, the eye of the formation that he had painstakingly set up... was actually seen through by a little girl? Impossible? Is it fake?
Oh, not just "seen through".
The girl also got a bow from somewhere and broke the eye of the formation directly.
Don't ask, asking is doubting life.
At this moment, he also saw Pei Ji. He used to be so evil, crazy and invincible, but now his positions have been reversed. It is really awkward for them to look at each other.
Qi Han is a demon king after all. Even if his spiritual power has been severely damaged, he will definitely not be willing to be humiliated in front of the younger generation.
He was too exhausted to get up, so he could only snort as if nothing had happened, his tone still carried an arrogant and domineering tone: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen people cool off in the water?"
After saying that, he gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "This time you are lucky, but luck will also run out. Just wait and see."
Pei Ji has always disdained to argue with others. Even if he heard bad things about himself, he would just ignore it expressionlessly and quickly forget about it. However, after hearing Qi Han's last sentence, he said in a light tone:
"It has nothing to do with luck. Senior Sister is just smarter than you."
This kind of calm and indifferent tone of stating facts is the most irritating. Qi Han's mouth twitched suddenly, and blood almost jumped out of his throat again.
Ning Ning blinked in surprise when she heard that, and asked him softly: "Does this count as... you complimenting me?"
Pei Ji didn't respond, so Ning Ning took it as a tacit agreement. Her smile deepened, and she swayed her legs: "This seems to be the first time you complimented me."
She hoped he could hold back a little longer, but she was too embarrassed to say this.
"I'm asking you to praise her more! Read it with me--"
Chengying is indeed a reliable middle-aged uncle. He grasped the key points accurately and read softly in Pei Ji's ear with emotion: "Ah, senior sister, your eyes are so beautiful that I can't tell whether I see the sky full of stars or your eyes. It's you who made me understand the meaning of surrendering a country. Senior sister is a glass of wine. Whoever drinks it will get drunk--ah! Everyone will get drunk!"
Pei Ji: "...Quiet."
He got goosebumps on his back when he heard it. He just wanted to draw his sword and cut the voice into pieces. But Chengying ignored him. The more he spoke, the more disgusted he became: "This pool of water is the blood I shed for you--"
Pei Ji couldn't listen any more, so he ignored it and blocked it.
The Water Mirror Formation was supported by most of Qi Han's spiritual power. Now that the formation was broken, the vast spiritual energy also scattered and could no longer return to his body.
His spiritual power was scattered, and he suffered a severe backlash after the formation was broken. His state was no different from Ning Ning's. He was also completely powerless and it was difficult for him to even stand.
Pei Ji knew that he was no longer a threat and did not want to pay any more attention to him, so he turned around with Ning Ning in his arms, intending to take her away from the pool first.
He had used up most of his strength in the demonic tide before, and his legs had been soaked in the freezing water for a long time. When he was about to take a step forward, his feet stumbled unsteadily.
Fortunately, his body was quickly stabilized.
It was just that Ningning's hands... were wrapped around his neck at some point.
Pei Ji subconsciously tightened his left hand on her shoulder, and he inexplicably felt a slight itch on his neck.
After a moment of stunned silence, he realized that it was Ningning's breath quietly falling on her skin, spreading a soft warmth.
This breath was too light, growing like a vine, going along the skin, passing through the blood, meridians and bone marrow, and finally reaching the heart.
As if cast by some strange spell, his heart was itchy for no reason.
"I'm sorry!"
Ning Ning was not as expressionless as him, and hurriedly loosened her hands.
She was frightened by Pei Ji's unstable feet, and the reason she reached out to hug him was completely a conditioned reflex in an emergency. When the boy stood firm again, she realized that the distance between them was a little too close.
It was really killing me.
Ning Ning thought that being held in his arms was the limit, and she never expected that she would make such an intimate posture in a daze. Something seemed to be constantly hitting her chest, making her a little dazed.
Her ears were filled with the roar of the waterfall, but Ning Ning heard very clearly in the noise and commotion that Pei Ji's heartbeat had accelerated a lot.
Pei Ji must have been scared by her.
... So embarrassing.
This little episode did not last too long. After Pei Ji said "sorry" in a low voice, he took her to the shore.
Ning Ning thought seriously for a while and decided to ease the embarrassment by changing the subject: "The one in the water...how should we deal with it?"
When Pei Ji spoke, his chest would tremble slightly. Her head just touched that spot, and she could feel a slight tremor, a very wonderful feeling.
"I'll take care of it."
He said, "Send you to shore first, he's not important."
- That is to say, she can barely be considered "important".
"Oh."
This sentence made her a little happy. Ningning began to shake her legs gently again and looked up at the distant horizon.
The moon was pierced by the Star Mark Sword, leaving a huge crack visible to the naked eye. The dim light and the cold sword energy quickly spread, breaking one after another.
Like a cracked mirror, it is about to fall apart and shake.
"The two worlds should be merging soon, right?"
She was a little sleepy and yawned lazily: "I wonder what the secret world on the other side of the water mirror looks like."
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Xu Ye would never have thought that the other side of the water mirror would look like this.
He entered the water in a hurry and did not have time to use the Water Avoidance Technique, so his body was covered in blood and mud. When he climbed out of the water, he was so disgusted that he wanted to chop himself into pieces and throw him into the river to feed the fish.
This is not the most difficult thing.
What made him most indecisive was that several mirror ghosts who sensed the breath of living people were stumbling towards him and Qiao Yan.
Qiao Yan knew nothing about the truth, but he knew clearly that these monsters with strange appearances were all transformed by spirit foxes and were all from the same clan as Qiao Yan.
It was expected that the mirror ghosts would attack them after being filled with evil spirits and losing their rationality. But if they let Qiao Yan shoot them to death,
wouldn't that be no different from infighting among their own kind? "Wait, wait!"
Seeing that Qiao Yan had already raised her bow and arrow, Xu Ye grabbed her wrist in panic. His brain had never worked so fast as it did at that moment: "Miss Qiao, you must not do that!"
He tried his best to look serious and emphasized: "This place is extremely dangerous. If we let them bleed, other mirror ghosts might follow the smell of blood. We just need to sneak in quietly and must not cause any commotion - no Yes, this damn place is too scary, let's leave quickly!"
Qiao Yan didn't expect him to come along, and was slightly stunned after hearing that. He put down his longbow with a little hesitation: "Master Xu, since you know that this place is dangerous, why did you follow me?"
Xu Yi thought to himself that he didn't want to come either, but his senior sister said that those who practice Taoism should help the world, and he couldn't just take care of himself and leave this girl alone.
"I'm here to punish the evildoers!"
Xu Ye just wanted to take her away from here as soon as possible. While using sword skills to knock out the mirror ghost who attacked him, he pretended to be ignorant of everything and asked: "Are you really not leaving? What are your plans for staying here?"
This time, Qiao Yan did not answer without thinking. Instead, she was slightly stunned and replied in a low voice: "I want to see... if I can find it."
This "it" should be the Burning Sun Bow.
Xu Ye thought he understood her thoughts and sighed helplessly: "Where to find it?"
"The village of our spirit fox tribe."
Qiao Yan looked around at the dilapidated and desolate scene, and explained in a low voice: "If those demon cultivators stay here, they will definitely settle in the village. As long as we go there, we may be able to find other demons besides the mirror ghost and get intelligence from them."
This girl is still brave enough.
Xu Ye knew that she would not find anything useful or anyone in the village, so he agreed quickly: "I can go with you, but you have to promise me that if you don't find that thing, you will immediately go back to the other side of the formation with me."
If it weren't for his sword skills, it would be difficult for Qiao Yan to sneak into the village without anyone noticing. She knew her own weight and nodded without hesitation.
So Xu Ye began to conscientiously play the role of a flower-guarding messenger. When he saw the mirror ghost attacking, he did not draw his sword, but only knocked it out with his sword energy.
As a real secret place, the living environment here is so bad that it is outrageous. Not only is there a bloody smell everywhere, but there are also remains of vegetation and creatures everywhere. The dense demonic energy lingers in the air, gathering into a gray mist, which makes him a little breathless.
This should be the culprit that caused the fox spirit to mutate.
Because the mirror is flipped, the road layout of the real and fake secret places is exactly the same. Although the scenery was completely different, Qiao Yan was able to keep moving forward relying on her memory, and eventually led him to the long-abandoned fox village.
It was not much different from what Xu Ye expected. There were still only mirror ghosts hovering around, and no trace of the so-called "Great Yuanying".
He shivered in the cold wind and heard Qiao Yan say in a deep voice: "In fact, I have never been able to figure it out. Mother always assured me that there are many powerful monks on the other side of the lake... But every time I approach the lake, I only see mirror ghosts."
Xu Ye's heart skipped a beat.
Qiao Yan walked in the dim twilight, her figure and voice were unclear: "Why can't we find the Burning Sun Bow? Don't you think it's strange?"
"It's quite strange."
He answered dryly, subconsciously a little panicked: "Didn't Qin Niang say that it might have been taken away by an undercover agent? You speculated so before."
"I..."
Qiao Yan wanted to say something, but finally closed her mouth hesitantly. Because she was walking in front of him, Xu Ye couldn't see her expression clearly, he could only see the little fox's ears drooping softly, as if he was a little sad.
"Aren't you looking for the demon cultivator who lives here?"
He changed the subject awkwardly, trying to make Qiao Yan less sad: "How about we look for it room by room?"
Thank God, the little girl's ears finally twitched, and then she nodded gently.
"Our tribe originally lived here."
Qiao Yan said: "Later, in order to be closer to the water source, I built a new house next to the waterfall - you see, that's my home."
She walked forward quickly, stopped when passing a small courtyard nearby, and said hesitantly: "This is Yan Qing's house. We are neighbors who grew up together, but he likes reading more and doesn't like playing with me."
Xu Ye nodded and followed Qiao Yan into her house.
The house had obviously not been occupied for a long time, and a thick pile of dust had accumulated. Qiao Yan looked at the hall in silence, and when her eyes passed over the wooden table in the hall, she was stunned.
The wooden table was stained grayish white by the gray dust, and in the middle of the table, a light brown letter lay flat.
She walked forward almost without hesitation, picked up the envelope and shook off the dust, and saw three eye-catching words at a glance:
To Qiao Yan.
"It's my mother's handwriting."
Qiao Yan's voice was very low: "This is her habit. If she and father go out temporarily because of clan affairs, they will leave a letter here - but I have never seen it in the previous space."
"Isn't your mother alive and well? Maybe she originally left a letter, but then escaped death in the war and took the envelope back."
Xu Ye tried to cover up the lie: "Do you want to... open it and take a look?"
His tone was a little weak, but as soon as he finished speaking, before Qiao Yan could respond, several shrill screams suddenly rang out not far away.
Xu Ye turned his head hurriedly, and saw a group of mirror ghosts appearing at the entrance. A dozen pairs of turbid black eyes stared at him, their eyes were full of murderous intent.
"... Oops, it seems this place is their lair."
Sword skills certainly can't deal with so many mirror ghosts. Xu Ye concentrated for a moment and drew his sword: "It seems that I can't find the Burning Sun Bow you want. After we deal with them, we will leave together."
With a piercing roar, the mirror ghosts at the door rushed out, and the strange sounds coming out of their throats came one after another. When they gathered together, it sounded like the sound of bones being crushed.
Although Xu Ye held the sword, he did not intend to kill them all. He just relied on the sword wind and sword energy to gradually force the mirror ghosts back.
After all, people and monsters infected by evil spirits are not hopeless. As long as they can get proper treatment, they will return to normal one day. Qiao Yan and the fox clan still have a chance, and he can't let this hope be destroyed in his own hands.
In an instant, the sword light was everywhere, but although Xu Ye was strong, he didn't have the
intention to kill. On the other hand, the mirror ghosts were not only numerous and rushed at him, but each of them was full of murderous intent, and they seemed to want to eat them alive.
Xu Ye couldn't deal with so many enemies alone, so he was naturally at a disadvantage.
He was unable to withdraw from the fight, and it was difficult for him to pay attention to the little fox girl behind him. In just a moment, a mirror ghost covered in blood found this opportunity, stared at Qiao Yan for a moment, and suddenly rushed towards her.
Xu Ye was terrified: "Be careful!"
His heart was trembling, and he turned around quickly in a flash. He originally planned to kill it with a sword, but he saw an unexpected scene that he had never thought of.
The mirror ghost stumbled and rushed towards Qiao Yan, but did not harm her -
the other three monsters also noticed that she did not have much power to fight back, and they quickly approached Qiao Yan at an incredible speed. At the critical moment, it appeared behind the fox girl in time.
Or rather, it approached Qiao Yan because it wanted to block a fatal attack for her.
The claws of one of the monsters mercilessly tore off a large piece of its flesh.
Qiao Yan and Xu Ye were both shocked.
Seeing that the remaining mirror ghosts were about to attack again, Xu Ye gritted his teeth secretly, concentrated his spiritual energy on the long sword, silently recited the sword technique, and swung it hard.
This move contained a sharp sword energy, sweeping across the night in an unstoppable manner. The spiritual pressure was like a huge wave, knocking several mirror ghosts several feet away.
Including the one who blocked the fatal blow for Qiao Yan.
"Miss Qiao, are you okay?"
Xu Ye looked at Qiao Yan, panting, but found that the latter's eyes were not on him.
She was a little dazed, her eyes were so dark that no emotion could be seen. She stood there motionless, looking at the mirror ghost that was blown far away by the sword energy.
It blocked the attack for her, and was injured by Xu Ye's sword energy. It should have been weak and unable to move, but now it tried its best to prop itself up and carefully searched for something on the ground.
Qiao Yan felt something in her heart, and regardless of Xu Ye's dissuasion, she slowly approached it with a blank mind.
In the empty blood-red night, the moonlight fell like broken drops of water, bright and clear, illuminating the objects scattered in front of the mirror ghost for her.
It was a string of nearly withered thousand-thread tassels, which was shattered by the sword energy and turned into pieces of debris.
It knelt on the ground at a loss, as if the wounds on its body did not exist. It lowered its head and carefully picked them up one by one, gently placing them in the palm of its hand.
The mirror ghost was transformed from a demon. It was ugly and deformed, ruthless and without desire. It only knew how to kill and slaughter continuously. It did not have any unnecessary emotions and would not remember the people it had known before.
Moreover, Qiao Yan and it should have never met before.
Many doubts hidden in her heart were solved with the appearance of the string of thousands of tassels. She stood in the heavy twilight, feeling suffocated by something.
Qiao Yan always felt that Yan Qing never cared about her, and tried every means to find clues that he liked her.
But the young man was always gentle and shy. Even if she talked to him, he would only lower his head and smile quietly, and rarely said anything to respond.
After the war, the relationship between the two became more estranged. At that time, Qiao Yan thought, if she didn't like him, she didn't like him. When she got out of the secret realm, she would definitely meet many better people, so she didn't care about him.
Yan Qing must think she was annoying.
From childhood to adulthood, she was the only one who was obsessed with him. Yan Qing would only stand somewhere very occasionally, staring at her shadow from afar. The distance between them was so far that Qiao Yan couldn't see his appearance clearly.
Yan Qing never said that he cared about her.
But why... until now, he was still trying so hard, even at the cost of his life, to protect the long-dead thousand-thread ears.
"Miss Qiao."
Xu Ye saw that her expression was different, and his voice was so low that it was difficult to distinguish: "You-you know everything?"
Qiao Yan looked at him steadily.
She was not stupid, how could she not notice the abnormality of all the tribesmen around her. It was just that the idea was too shocking and unconventional, Qiao Yan was unwilling and dared not accept it.
However, as they got along day after day, more and more details of the inconsistency appeared.
The deliberate alienation of the tribesmen, the mother's inability to remember many things that happened, the mysterious mirror ghost, and the disappearance of the Burning Sun Bow in the secret room completely shattered her fantasy.
Demonic energy is yin, and righteous energy is yang.
Only the Burning Sun Bow cannot be copied by the Water Mirror Array. Since the magic bow has hidden its traces, doesn't it explain directly that the place where she is is the dark side where the demons are?
This time, "looking for the Burning Sun Bow" is just an excuse to comfort herself. In fact, Qiao Yan knows better than anyone why she came here.
She told Xu Ye not long ago that she was here to "find something."
In fact, it was not the Burning Sun Bow, but the Thousand Silk Tassels on someone's wrist.
As long as she sees it, everything will be clear.
She had been with her enemies for the past few years, working tirelessly to help them recover their spiritual power, and without knowing it, she had killed her fellow tribesmen who had been with her day and night.
It turned out that everything that had been with her for so long was a lie.
Those day and night companionship, those night talks and smiles, and the promise to leave the secret realm together and go to the South City to watch the fireworks...
What fireworks and promises, were all lies that could not be fulfilled, and she had become a sinner with blood on her hands, committing a sin that could not be washed away.
"Miss Qiao."
Xu Yi was completely panicked. He looked at her eyes suddenly red with helplessness. He tried every means to comfort her: "Don't be too sad. Although the fox tribe has been infected by the evil spirit, as long as they leave the secret realm and recuperate well-hiss! What's that sound?"
He stopped talking halfway, and was replaced by another roar that swept the entire secret realm.
Xu Yi was suspicious and almost thought that the demon king had killed him. When he looked up after going out,
he couldn't help but stand there in a daze. "Oh, my God, Miss Qiao, look up at the sky!"
Qiao Yan looked up in a trance, and through the door, she saw a narrow patch of skylight.
The next moment, the fox girl was also stunned.
The night fell silently, and above the dome was a deep blood red and ink black. Everything should have been gloomy and dark, without a single bright color, but the moon in the center of the sky suddenly burst out with an incomparably bright white light.
The halo continued to struggle, and it actually caused a series of cracks that continued to break. Each crack was centered at a point in the center and spread out like a thread.
It was as if the night wind blew down the sky full of stars, and the stars fell like rain, blooming into round flowers on the dark curtain.
"Brother, there is something strange in the sky."
In the secret realm, Mingkong poked his head out of the cave and raised his hand to block the dazzling light. His halogen-shaped bald head was illuminated and shone: "A huge amount of spiritual power was forced to disperse."
"Amitabha, may the Buddha have mercy on me."
Mingjing sat on the ground, clasped his hands together, and said calmly: "There must be another killing somewhere... But among all the disciples in the secret realm, who can have such a powerful spiritual power?"
"Senior Sister Yun, look!"
In an inconspicuous cave in the mountains, Lin Xun also raised his head and widened his eyes with curiosity: "What is that!"
Yun Duanyue lifted the heavy vines, stood quietly beside him, and looked carefully for a long time before responding softly: "It looks like fireworks."
"Fireworks?"
Lin Xun grinned upon hearing this, and the smile and brightness in his eyes became even brighter: "It really looks like it!"
"The formation is gradually breaking apart."
Ning Ning sat not far from the pool, with Pei Ji, who was dressed in black, beside her. Qi Han was tied up, and in order to prevent his begging for mercy from annoying his senior sister, Pei Ji threw him beside the waterfall without hesitation, leaving him alone with the sound of the water.
"Does it look like a firework?"
Ning Ning had no strength left, and even speaking and opening her eyes were particularly difficult. She just wanted to sleep without thinking about anything. Her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a gentle breeze, slowly falling into the boy's ears: "I give it to you, as a reward for Pei Ji's sacrifice to save me. Isn't it beautiful?"
They sat very close to each other, and now Ningning suddenly fell asleep without any warning. The moment her whole body fell forward, Pei Ji carefully caught her gently.
He used almost no strength, and after a very brief hesitation, he moved her a little closer to his shoulder.
Then he moved a little more, until Ningning's head rested steadily on his shoulder.
Chengying cried and laughed, stretching her arms and legs in his mind: "Pei Xiaoji, you finally grew up, mom is so relieved!"
Pei Ji: "Be quiet."
Under the starry sky, Pei Ji turned his head slightly and looked at Ningning.
He saw the girl's long eyelashes like a small fan and her round and small nose. She seemed to have dreamed of something happy and chuckled silently in her sleep.
Pei Ji looked away calmly.
When he lowered his head again, the corners of his mouth were curved in a similar way to hers.
"How could such a strange phenomenon appear in the sky?"
In the abandoned old house, Xu Ye was so shocked that he was speechless. Qiao Yan took advantage of the bright sky and opened the envelope in her hand.
It was her mother's handwriting.
[My son Qiao Yan:
I am writing to you, please don't worry.
When you see this letter, our battle with the demons should be coming to an end. Please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye, but the fox tribe is at the brink of life and death, and someone has to stand up for it.
If we want to defeat the demons, we need to use all the spiritual energy in our bodies as a guide. This is a life-or-death gamble. Excluding you is my last selfish desire as a mother.
In addition to the secret realm, there are many other sights in this world that you have never seen, such as the water town in the south city, the buildings in Kyoto, and the thick snow and clouds on the immortal road.
If we can't meet again, Xiaoyan will go there with Daddy on my behalf.
No matter what the result is, Daddy and Mommy will always love you.
I'm sorry, I can't leave here with you to watch the fireworks together even though we've already agreed.
The handwriting was gradually wetted by the dripping tears and turned into a blurred ink ball.
Outside the mirror, Qiao Yan took a deep breath and looked up at the night sky that was illuminated by the bright light and seemed like daylight.
In the mirror, the female cultivator of the demon clan used up all the remaining strength in her body and raised her eyelashes for the last time. After a moment of stunned silence, a smile filled with tears flowed from the bottom of his eyes.
On the front and back sides of the mirror, two places that are close yet the most unreachable, everyone sees the same scene.
The mirror surface shattered into cracks, which gradually spread from a point on the horizon, like a spider web, and quickly spread to the entire sky.
The flowers woven by white light are in various shapes and blooming on the dome in an extremely gorgeous way, accompanied by the loud noise when the cracks appear, so illusory that they seem unreal.
When they bloomed in bunches and gradually filled the night sky, the sword energy of the Star Mark Sword also exploded, drawing out a beautiful and dazzling snow-white stream of light.
It was like a real firework that was watched by the whole world.