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"Shut up!"
Yan Zhu suppressed the desire in his heart and tried his best to distinguish whether the air in front of him was turbid or pure, so as to avoid hurting him.
Whenever she lost her mind, she would indifferently slash her forearm with a dagger. Although she had no feeling, the bright red of the blood was enough to stimulate her to regain some sanity.
After a moment, her gaze fell downwards, and then she looked around, but Qingxuan was nowhere to be seen.
At this moment, although she was puzzled about the man's cultivation, she was even more worried.
Just as he turned around, something unexpected happened.
I saw a dagger stuck straight into my chest. The hand holding the dagger had distinct joints. In the past year, I had held her hand countless times and she had touched me countless times.
It’s Qingxuan.
Yan Zhu shifted her gaze towards the man in disbelief, "Because of the rules? You want to kill me?"
Either he would commit suicide due to the chaos in his sea of consciousness, or he would be killed by Qingxuan.
Or, she killed Qingxuan and then committed suicide...
She stared at the man's eyes in astonishment, trying to see something, but unfortunately there was nothing.
She didn't have time to curse. From the moment Qingxuan stabbed her to the moment she disappeared, only a moment passed. She had been blown away by the wind, turning into a faint glow and disappearing from this world.
At the last moment, what came to my ears seemed to be the roar of Jingyuan Ghost.
?
But if she died, wouldn't it be a perfect success?
——
In the endless black fog, only Qingxuan and Jingyuan Gui were left.
The latter bared his fangs angrily, his eyes blazing with fire: "I underestimated you. You actually managed to see through the secrets of the Broken Mirror and ruin my plan!!"
Qingxuan curled his lips in disdain and said lightly: "You can't kill me."
He had been secretly searching for the key to breaking the deadlock since he entered the mirror, and his communication with Yanzhu was also to paralyze the Jingyuan ghost in the dark and make it careless.
Jingyuan Ghost: "How do you know that only those who are killed can escape?"
Qingxuan: "Why should I tell you?"
He cast a divination to seek an opportunity. In his eyes, the whole world was dark, except for her heart, which was a bright red.
That is the key to breaking the deadlock.
That's why he used his lips to tell Yan Zhu above him, but she seemed unaware that the incredible pain in her eyes before she left made his heart ache for a moment.
The moment the dagger entered his heart, his hand trembled slightly uncontrollably.
But only in this way can we break the deadlock.
She can't be possessed...
Everything happened in a flash and he had no time to explain.
“Hehehe——”
The Mirror Abyss Ghost laughed thickly, "Although I can't kill you, there's a third rule to breaking a mirror. When the mirror shatters, the illusion inside collapses instantly, and even the living are drawn into the illusion. Hehehehe—"
“Wait to die!
Jingyuan Gui made a harsh remark and was about to leave when black holes began to appear in the illusion, as if someone had dotted it with ink, and the air around him became extremely thin.
Qingxuan was like a stranded fish, his hair sticking to his pale chin and sweat oozing out of it. He bent over and took deep breaths.
——
In the lonely world, Yan Zhu, who was in the purple spiritual shield of the Yarrow Bead, suddenly opened her eyes, with fear and astonishment still lingering in her mind. She couldn't help but reach out and slowly touch the position of her heart.
Still beating, intact.
"God damn Qingxuan! Get out of Lonely Land right now!"
Yanzhu's angry voice spread throughout the entire lonely land.
Yanzhi, who was hiding in the house, covered his mouth. Although Yanzhu usually ordered his young master around, he was innocent and kind-hearted. He never got angry with anyone and had never cursed anyone.
What kind of heinous thing had his young master done to make her so furious?!
After Yan Zhu cursed loudly, she looked around and saw that the fox demon was outside the spiritual shield, staring at her with a pair of eyes that looked eerie and creepy.
It seems that we have to get rid of the fox demon first before we can get the broken mirror.
When she thought that they were accomplices of Jingyuan Ghost, Yan Zhu became angry and no longer cared about any backlash. A black light immediately covered her eyes. At the moment the wind rose, she was out of the protection range of the yarrow bead. When she raised her foot, her white wrist half-raised, and black silk suddenly burst out from behind her and rushed straight towards the nine-tailed fox.
The latter was agile and somersaulted in mid-air to avoid the attack from the black silk, then transformed into his original form and dodged with strange steps.
Seeing the nine-tailed fox getting closer and closer to her, Yan Zhu's expression turned cold. She let go of Hei Ling and let it fight with the nine-tailed fox. She formed seals with her hands, and her ten fingers left afterimages. The spiritual light in her palms became stronger and stronger.
At the same time, wherever the nine-tailed fox landed, a little light appeared, until the light enveloped its four legs, locked the body, and fixed it in place.
Yan Zhu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Wu Jiu shouted, "Master, you haven't formed your elixir yet. Forcibly consuming your spiritual energy will damage your sea of consciousness! What's going on? Master, your second form is reckless and frivolous, but you never joke with your body. Master, what did you experience in the broken mirror?"
Yan Zhu's mouth was bleeding, but she wiped it away carelessly, a hint of madness in her eyes. "Nothing, I almost went crazy because I purified the turbid air too much."
"Oh, and also, someone stabbed me."
Yan Zhu looked indifferently at the nine-tailed fox lying on the ground, unable to move and tied up with black silk.
Wujiu: Who?
"I heard that fox demons have nine tails and nine lives. Why don't you try it now?"
There was still some bloodlust in Yanzhu's eyes from the broken mirror, which frightened the nine-tailed fox so much that it quickly tucked its tail between its legs and trembled involuntarily.
"You can't kill me!" the nine-tailed fox said quickly.
Yan Zhu remained silent, without pausing for a moment.
The nine-tailed fox was really scared and raised his voice: "I did it on purpose! I deliberately revealed it to that man, otherwise, with so many illusions in the broken mirror, he wouldn't be able to find you in the first place!"
Yan Zhu paused, twitching the corners of his mouth. There was no warmth in his eyes, and his voice was icy and ruthless: "Who is behind this?"
The nine-tailed fox looked conflicted: "My family is still in that person's hands... I can't tell you!"
Yan Zhu's patience ran out, and she said, "Then die."
She raised her hand to gather her spirit, which turned into a dagger and stabbed the nine-tailed fox in the vital point. The latter curled up and trembled uncontrollably, with its claws covering its eyes, waiting for death.
At the moment when the dagger touched the latter's vital point, the nine-tailed fox still did not fight back. At the moment when the skin was torn and blood gushed out, Yan Zhu heard bursts of hissing, deep and mournful, which were the sacrificial sounds of the fox clan.
When a monster is on the verge of death, it will definitely launch a fierce counterattack in order to survive, but this nine-tailed fox is just waiting to die?
Yan Zhu paused, and glanced at the broken mirror from the corner of his eye. Then he withdrew his hand, stood up, and said calmly, "You can go."
The nine-tailed fox got a chance to survive, but its eyes seemed to show disbelief.
Yan Zhu turned around and said, "You foxes are cunning and suspicious. Believe it or not."
The nine-tailed fox licked its wound, looked at Yanzhu, let out a faint cry, swung its tail, turned its head and ran away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Yan Zhu walked to the broken mirror and was about to touch it when she saw a streak of silver light in the sky. When it landed on the ground, she saw a man in snow-white clothes.
"Ayan, long time no see."
His voice is deep and mellow.
Hearing the voice, Yan Zhu turned her head to look at the person who came, but her hand kept moving as if to touch the broken mirror.
He finally came.
He was dressed in white and had silver hair, a cold and pale face, and a pair of almond-shaped eyes that were often mischievous, giving people a sense of constant coldness, but in fact, he was gentle and polite, a modest gentleman with a bright and clear mind.
Yan Zhu's eyes flickered, and she grabbed the broken mirror and quickly handed it to Rong Shang: "Someone is still inside!"
Hearing this, Rong Shang didn't ask any more questions. He raised his hand and slightly closed his fingers. A trickle of Xuanming True Water slowly appeared in the palm of his hand, touched the broken mirror, and instantly tore a hole in it.
Then, Yan Zhu saw the man in front of her turn into a stream of light, and entered the broken mirror forcefully along with the flowing Xuanming True Water.
At the same time, the broken mirror began to vibrate.
Until the movements became more intense, she could no longer control herself and the broken mirror flew out of her hand into the air.
Yan Zhi ran over, his face also full of worry: "Can my young master survive?"
Mimi meowed: You can survive.
Yan Zhu snorted, and although the breath was weak, it was obvious that he held a grudge. "According to the rules of the Broken Mirror, the Mirror Abyss ghost can't kill your young master, so he must be alive and well."
After she finished speaking, she fainted due to exhaustion of spiritual power.
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In the broken mirror, the surrounding scenes were constantly eroded by Xuyuan's black hole, like black flames burning thin paper, unstoppable.
Qingxuan was in the center of the world, his expression unmoved, but the oxygen was thin and he was consuming spiritual energy to breathe.
Jingyuan Gui, who was about to leave, suddenly changed expression and became extremely frightened.
"Xuanming True Water! Rong Shang? How could it be?!"
Qingxuan also noticed the movement. He opened his eyes and saw the collapsing sky. A silver light pierced through the illusion like a rainbow sword, giving rise to a color from the real world, and at the same time came rapidly.
The ghost of Jingyuan looked panicked and had no time to care about Qingxuan at all. He was about to escape, but was forcefully sucked into it by a drop of water separated from the silver.
As both are illusion makers, the Ancient Sacred Water is far superior to the evil Mirror Abyss Ghost.
The water droplet slowly floated in the air into the hands of a strange man in white clothes and silver hair, and then disappeared.
"I'm Ayan's friend Rong Shang. Come with me."
The black fire was infinitely eroding the living space, getting closer and closer to Qingxuan, while the area around Rong Shang was clean and bright, and full of vitality.
Qingxuan nodded, and just as he stood up, his feet suddenly felt empty. As he fell straight into the abyss, a clear stream as thick as a finger appeared in his sight.
He quickly and forcefully wrapped his arms around Qingxuan's waist and abdomen, fighting against the invisible gravity behind him.
At the same time, Rong Shang paced two or three times, flashed in front of Qingxuan, grabbed the latter's forearm with one hand, and led him away from Xu Yuan.
Everything around him was mired in an endless abyss, without a single ray of light.
The figures of the two suddenly disappeared from this world.
——
Lonely place.
Two streaks of light, one silver and one purple, flew out from the broken mirror.
When the two landed, they found Yanzhu on the ground already unconscious, breathing shallowly in the spirit shield of the yarrow bead.
Yan Zhi, who was squatting outside the spirit shield, blinked in disbelief when he saw his young master. After confirming that it was correct, he immediately rushed to him, hugged him around the waist, and with a pout, the little guy burst into tears.
"Young Master! You're finally back! I thought you were dead!"
Qingxuan was stopped and had to touch Yanzhi's furry head to comfort him, while his eyes glanced towards Rong Shang.
The latter had already walked outside the yarrow bead's spiritual shield and carefully examined Yanzhu's condition. After finding that there was no problem, he looked at Qingxuan.
"I'm fine. Men don't cry easily."
Qingxuan said helplessly, "Let go, I'll go check on Yanzhu."
"oh,"
Upon hearing this, Yanzhi let go of her hand and wiped her red eyes that were swollen like walnuts. She explained in a sobbing voice, "She's fine. She just fainted due to exhaustion after finishing off the nine-tailed fox."
Qingxuan nodded, raised his hand to take back the yarrow bead, and at the same time, his right hand passed through the woman's long black hair and fell on her slender back. The other hand restrained itself and fell on the knee, then he leaned it towards his arms, picked it up in the air, and gently placed it on the bed after entering the house.
Rong Shang followed closely behind and said calmly, "Do you have any Huiling Pills?"
Huiling Pill is a mid-grade elixir in the divine world.
Qingxuan's eyes were fixed on Yanzhu, his fingertips lightly touching her forehead, while he was ferrying his soul over and returning to Rong Shang.
"Although she holds the title of Divine Honor, her salary and treatment are not as high as others. As you can see, this place is isolated and remote, otherwise those people would not have so brazenly murdered the Divine Honor."
Hearing this, Rong Shang chuckled, "The power to purify foul air is rare. If Yan Zhu is sent to work in my underworld..."
The man paused deliberately, "Heavenly materials and earthly treasures, let them be used as they please."
"Really?"
Yan Zhi's eyes were dark and shiny. "If she goes to the God Realm, she won't order my young master around anymore."
Rong Shang's phoenix eyes flashed with a smile: "That makes sense."
Qingxuan said calmly: "She won't leave."
Rong Shang looked around and said nothing. "Although there are no rare birds or treasures here, it does have a bit of a worldly feel. It's small and exquisite, and it has the flavor of a small world in the divine realm."
Mimi tilted her head and meowed, then landed lightly on her cat paws beside Yanzhu, found a comfortable place to lie down with her tail coiled.
Seeing Yan Zhu's expression improve, Qing Xuan withdrew his hand and then looked at Rong Shang and said, "The Lord of the Underworld is right."
Rong Shang raised his eyebrows: "You guessed it right."
Qingxuan stood up and walked outside the house, Rongshang followed behind him, and the two of them sat down at the stone table in the yard.
"Lord of the Underworld, would you like some tea?" Qingxuan asked.
A faint smile drifted across Rong Shang's lips, "Thank you."
Qingxuan flipped his hand and took something out of the air, gathering the dew from the flower garden into the pot. While brewing tea with the spring dew, he spoke.
"Mysterious Netherworld True Water is one of the six divine waters. It can freely travel through time and space without being bound. It also has the ability to break all illusions. It was inherited from the Lord of the Underworld."
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