"So," Ning Ning stood up from the ground and took a last look at the unconscious mirror ghost, "after Qiao Yan's father died, the two tribes quickly started a war. The fox tribe should have fought with the whole tribe, and made the demon cultivator unable to resist and suffered heavy damage, so he had to hide in the water mirror formation to survive."
——However, in order to severely damage the demon cultivator, the fox spirit must have suffered heavy losses. Not only had its spiritual power been exhausted, but it was also extremely weak and was taken advantage of by the demonic energy, degenerating into its current state.
The water mirror formation, yin and yang coexist.
Ning Ning once asked Qiao Yan about the formation. The little fox thought for a moment and told her: "Spiritual energy is yang, and magic is yin. A decent person can use this formation to trap monsters in a mirror; if a demon uses this technique, they will also put themselves in a water mirror, mostly to avoid enemy attacks, which is a way to save lives."
The demons can only stay in the dark side of the mirror, so the real Burning Sun Bow will not appear in this space.
"Qin Niang" knew the truth about this matter, but because she didn't have the jade pendant, she didn't know what the situation was in the secret room.
Maybe a fake bow and arrow will appear, and Qiao Yan will take it to the sunny side and discover the truth.
Or maybe there is nothing at all, and there is no reason to explain the whereabouts of the Burning Sun Bow, which would also arouse suspicion.
No matter which possibility it is, it is not a good thing for the demon cultivators, so they will try their best to stop Qiao Yan from obtaining the jade pendant and persuade her to leave as soon as possible.
"strangeness."
The more Ning Ning thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong: "Why would the demons care so much about Qiao Yan? There are so many people in the Spirit Fox lineage, why would they deliberately leave her behind?"
"Maybe not 'deliberately keeping her'."
Pei Ji said coldly: "It means 'only her'."
Only she——
Ningning's heart moved.
After the war, both the fox clan and the demon clan suffered heavy casualties. Those who managed to survive were severely injured and had lost all their spiritual power. Not to mention that the demon cultivators exhausted their remaining strength to create such a vast mirror world.
Although this secret place is fictional, looking at the weak appearance of the people in the village, it is impossible to act it out no matter what.
They were completely unfamiliar with the entire secret realm, and were too sick to even walk. In such a desperate predicament, someone had to take on the responsibility of taking care of the entire tribe.
And Qiao Yan was the chosen one.
Or rather, a tool to help them recover.
She grew up in a secret realm and knew the topography and distribution of spiritual plants very well. Having witnessed her father's death, she had a high fever and fell into a coma during the decisive battle and knew nothing about what had happened, which made her just what they could use.
——Qiao Yan had said in person that her clansmen were seriously injured and weak, and it was only by relying on the natural treasures she had picked that they were able to barely hang on to their lives.
Thinking about it this way, it's really ironic.
When Qiao Yan woke up, all her family and friends were seriously injured and on the verge of death because of the so-called "formation". She was just a little girl in her teens, but she worked hard day and night for the fox spirit. She not only traveled through mountains and rivers and searched for medicinal herbs in secret places to prolong their lives, but she was even willing to risk her life to go to the West Mountain to seize the jade pendant, vowing to eradicate the evil ghost in the mirror.
Little did she know that everything was a lie. The person she gave everything to protect was the enemy she hated to the core; and the person she tried her best to get rid of was the one she loved most.
"If they kept Qiao Yan to use her," Ning Ning lowered her voice, as if she could hear her own heartbeat, "then her neighbor's little brother, Xiao Zhao, who was still a baby during the war... doesn't he have any reason to be kept?"
The demons would certainly not be merciful enough to raise the child, so there was only one plausible explanation: the little boy was also the incarnation of a demon cultivator.
But thinking in this way inevitably leads to a new problem.
Pei Ji obviously thought the same thing as her. He lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "The other demon cultivators are still in an extremely weak state, but he can move freely, just like an ordinary person. There may be something fishy going on."
Ning Ning felt frightened when she thought of the child's innocent smile. After a while, she seemed to think of something and excitedly pulled the sleeve of the boy beside her: "Pei Ji, do you remember what Qiao Yan said when she mentioned the child to us?"
Pei Ji lowered his head, looked at her silently, and waited patiently for the next words.
"She said, 'Xiao Zhao was extremely weak after the war, just like everyone else in the tribe. He almost lost his life several times. Fortunately, he was lucky and recovered after taking some medicine for a while.'"
Her fingertips were cold as she spoke, but her chest was burning hot from the impact of her heart. As she got closer to the truth, Ningning spoke faster and faster: "Since he was also weak from the battle, his condition should be similar to that of other demons. There are two possibilities for why he was able to recover so quickly."
Ning Ning made a "two" gesture towards him, and perhaps because she felt eerie, she quietly moved closer to Pei Ji:
"First, he is extremely powerful and can recover much faster than other demon cultivators. Second, he has a very high status, and other demon cultivators are willing to give him most of the medicinal materials to help him recover. Regardless of which explanation is used, or both, it is not difficult to draw a conclusion - that person's identity must be extraordinary."
No matter how much she planned, she could never have imagined that the boss behind the scenes would be that child.
"That's why they let Qiao Yan leave the secret realm."
Ning Ning's thoughts gradually became clear, and she continued to analyze: "When the spirit fox is attacked by evil spirits, it will lose its mind and attack others without reason. The reason why the demons hide in the water mirror and dare not go out until now is that they are afraid of being attacked. Now that Xiao Zhao's strength has recovered by more than half, we just need to wait for Qiao Yan to leave and dismantle the water mirror formation, and then attack the fox tribe in one fell swoop. Not only the Burning Sun Bow, but all the spiritual energy in the secret realm will become theirs."
As she spoke, she became confused again: "In fact, at this point, Qiao Yan is no longer of much use. They can just kill her directly... Why did they go to so much trouble to persuade her to leave? Could it be that the group of demon cultivators would still be grateful to Qiao Yan?"
That's totally unlike their style. We're not acting in "The Devil Returns".
Pei Ji shook his head and replied in a deep voice: "I can't figure this out either."
Ning Ning listened to his clear voice through the evening breeze. She was still trying to think about the trick, but suddenly she paused and looked up at Pei Ji: "Oh no, He Zhizhou and the others are still in the spirit fox settlement!"
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The methods used by the evil cultivators are varied and often bloody and cruel. Many of them use other people's lives as a guide, their souls as a core, and they use disgusting methods of sacrificing this and that. The number of poor people used as sacrifices could be connected together to circle the earth twice.
The secret realm is closed all year round. That group of demon cultivators haven't seen any strangers for a long time. In addition, they are extremely eager to restore their spiritual power. No one knows what they are thinking, and they may attack them at any time.
You cannot fly with a sword in the secret realm, and traveling on foot is too slow. In order to prevent any accidents from happening during this period, Ning Ning specially prepared two communication symbols before rushing back to the settlement, and sent them to He Zhizhou and Xu Ye respectively, informing them of the truth of the matter.
As for Qiao Yan...
Ningning didn't know whether she should let her know everything. If she knew that the mirror ghost who was shot without mercy was actually a fellow fox, the little girl would definitely collapse on the spot.
When the communication symbol arrived at He Zhizhou's room, Xu Ye happened to be beside him.
What’s even more coincidental is that in addition to the two brothers, there were two other shadows, one tall and one short, standing in the house.
It was the boy Xiao Zhao and Qiao Yan's secret crush who was sitting in a wheelchair.
He Zhizhou laughed in a drawn-out voice: "Oh - it turns out to be Master Yan Qing, what a good name!"
Ningning and Pei Ji had gone somewhere unknown. These two foxes used the excuse of chatting to suddenly come to visit him when he and Xu Ye were discussing kinetic potential energy acceleration.
It was only at this moment that He Zhizhou found out that Qiao Yan’s childhood sweetheart was named Yan Qing.
Not long after, I received Ningning's communication symbol.
At that time, Xu Ye was busy pinching the fox child's ears. He Zhizhou lazily leaned back in his chair and opened it. He thought it was an insignificant letter, but as soon as he finished reading the first sentence, his eyes almost popped out.
[Except Qiao Yan, all the foxes are disguised as demons. Do not contact them. ］
The impact of this sentence was so great that He Zhizhou resisted the urge to tremble and glanced at Xu Ye who was touching his ears happily.
And Yan Qing and Xiao Zhao who were smiling strangely.
He took a deep breath and continued reading.
If the previous sentence was a heavy hammer that mercilessly hit him and made him dizzy, then the next sentence was a pot of rotten white rice that was poured directly into his mouth without any explanation, almost scaring this good young man to vomit.
[Xiao Zhao’s identity is not ordinary. He is very likely the leader of the demon cultivators, and his strength has recovered by most. Remember to be careful, Pei Ji and I will be back soon. ］
...This is a ghost story!
He Zhizhou looked up at Xu Ye again and heard him laughing happily and carefreely: "Xiao Zhao is so cute! Hahaha look at these little ears——"
The look in his eyes this time was different from the previous one. It had completely degenerated into the look of looking at a dead body.
"Xu Ye. Don't look at me, don't talk, keep laughing, keep rubbing."
After reading the short letter, He Zhizhou tilted his head 45 degrees, trying hard not to let his tears fall, and then walked to Xu Ye's side and started to transmit his secret message: "Ningning sent a message saying that except for Qiao Yan, all these fox spirits are disguised as demons."
Xu Ye's expression froze for a moment, just like a severe facial poisoning after taking too much Botox. Then he heard He Zhizhou continue to transmit his voice: "The little brat you are massaging is probably the leader back then."
Xu Ye: ...
Xu Ye's current mood is as if he had lost fifty qualifying games in a row late at night. He wanted to order a takeout to comfort himself, but not only did it not come with chopsticks, but he also ate half of it before realizing that the rice had molded and turned a strange green color. In the end, he called his girlfriend in frustration to complain, but he heard the voice of his good friend on the other end of the phone.
This is about the extent of the tragedy.
Xu Ye had a complicated expression. He looked at the big furry ears that he was holding in his hands and playing with, and then looked at Xiao Zhao's innocent face.
The little boy smiled brightly, and when he saw his expression change drastically, he chuckled, "Big brother, what's wrong?"
Cluck, cluck, cluck, are you an old hen that has turned into a spirit?
Although Xu Ye was a little bit of a spoiled brat, he was still an orthodox disciple of a sect after all, so he immediately replied, "Nothing! I just, I feel like my stomach hurts a little bit."
yes! He and He Zhizhou had no reasonable excuse to leave at this moment. If they pretended to be unwell, they could go back to their room naturally!
Xu Yi quickly exchanged a glance with He Zhizhou, and covered his stomach with a cry. His facial features twisted into a blooming chrysanthemum, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly: "Brother He, my old illness has relapsed... Quick, take me back to my room to get medicine!"
He Zhizhou understood what he meant, and carried through the basic qualities of a good actor in the 21st century to the end. He slapped his thigh fiercely and said, "Junior brother! I told you not to work too hard, but you didn't listen!"
He turned his head and looked at the other two people beside him, with an apologetic look on his face: "I'm sorry, my junior brother is not feeling well. Let's go to his room to get some medicine first, and then come back to talk to you two in detail."
"oh?"
Unexpectedly, the fox spirit boy sitting in the wheelchair smiled calmly and took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms: "Don't panic, the two of you. This bottle contains a magical medicine for abdominal pain. Just take five pills and you will be reborn."
Xu Ye almost vomited blood on the spot. He cursed him countless times in his heart. Just when he was in despair, he suddenly saw He Zhizhou's right hand in front of him tremble violently.
The shaking that started from the right hand was like a small snake, gradually spreading to every bone in the body.
But He Zhizhou's mouth and eyes were crooked and lifeless, his hands and feet were convulsing, his whole body was twitching, and he looked as if he had been struck by lightning, trembling and rolling his eyes.
That posture and eyes were like a mad wolf in the wind. He even added his own voice, which was no different from that of a 90-year-old mortal man: "Medicine...Medicine..."
Xu Ye naturally understood what he meant immediately. He held his stomach and cried out in tears, "Brother He! Why are you sick too, Brother He! Don't worry, I'll take you back to the room right away to get it—"
Halfway through his speech, he suddenly shut up with a look of horror.
——Isn’t this your room? Playing a stupid role, idiot!
The proud disciples of Xuanxu Sword Sect and Wanjian Sect performed in public, Yan Qing and Xiao Zhao in the secret realm sneered, and the elders outside the Xuanjing cast sympathetic glances at the two sects. The attic was silent for a while, which was very awkward.
"Do you two know the real purpose of our visit?"
Xiao Zhao smiled, her fair face still full of childishness and innocence. Seeing that the two of them stopped moving and said nothing, she knocked on the table with great interest: "We just happen to be short of the materials for the sacrifice... If we want to restore our cultivation, we can't do without the souls of human cultivators."
He actually pointed it out directly without any concealment.
Xu Ye was horrified and felt his heart pounding wildly, almost jumping out of his throat.
Before, the two demon cultivators would still be polite to them, but now they came straight to the point and spoke with a sharp tongue, obviously not wanting to keep pretending and planning to start fighting right away.
He and He Zhizhou were the first victims.
"You should have noticed something was wrong, right?"
Xiao Zhao stood up and took a step forward, raising the corner of his mouth meaningfully: "It's a pity that it's too late. Let me introduce myself... I am the Demon Lord Qi Han."
It was not until this moment that the surging demonic energy finally and suddenly burst out from behind him. Under this extremely oppressive atmosphere, Xu Ye couldn't help but hold his breath, and at the same time he understood a fact -
This person's strength is beyond imagination, and he and He Zhizhou are probably no match for each other.
"What are you standing there for? Run!"
Hearing He Zhizhou's voice in his ears, Xu Ye looked up hastily and saw his outstretched hand at a glance.
Qi Han's voice had changed into that of a young man, and his figure had become taller and stronger. Upon hearing this, he sneered disdainfully, "Want to run? No way."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, trying to interrupt the connection between the two people's hands. Then, outside the Xuan Jing, all the elders witnessed this scene that was rarely seen in a thousand years.
Just like a fateful encounter and a destiny, if five hundred glances in the previous life resulted in a passing by in this life, then he and He Zhizhou must have been two super twists entangled together in their previous lives.
Fate is wonderful beyond words.
When He Zhizhou was about to grab Xu Ye's arm, he turned his head and looked straight ahead, ready to move like a relay runner.
At the same time, Demon Lord Qi Han stretched out his right hand, and coincidentally, it fell between the palms of the two men.
For a moment, their fingers were intertwined, inseparable.
——Help! He Zhizhou grabbed the Demon Lord's hand and ran out with his tongue wagging! ! !
The disciples of the Immortal Sect actually did this to the Demon Lord. Men would be silent when they saw it, and women would cry when they saw it. Outside the mysterious mirror, men were silent and women were crying, as if a mourning meeting had been held;
The two people who were inexplicably left in the room looked at each other, and the whole world was quiet.
Xu Ye: Huh?
Yan Qing Gun Version: Oh?
It took Xu Ye a long time to come back to his senses. He looked at the pale-faced young man beside him and said, "Um... I remember that you seemed to have lost all your spiritual power and were powerless, right?"
two. class. opposite. change.
Yan Qing sneered from the depths of his throat, which was truly noble, arrogant, cold and unruly.
Then he bit his lip, a trickle of bright red blood flowed out from his lips, he covered his stomach in pain, and lay directly on the wooden table beside him, and began to twitch constantly: "Medicine... give me medicine... my stomach hurts, if I don't take it, I will die, die..."
——It seems that he has a strong learning ability. This is actually a combination of their previous works.
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“This, this, this,” Lin Qian, who was outside the mysterious mirror, was stunned. “What should I do? Although He Zhizhou is indeed a bit of a bad person, he is still a disciple of the Xuanxu Sword Sect after all. If he continues like this, he will definitely die!”
What she said was true. He Zhizhou still hasn't realized that he had pulled the wrong person.
After all, in his opinion, the possibility of pulling the wrong hand was close to zero. What's more, besides Xu Ye, there was only a child and a weak patient present, neither of them could run with him so vigorously.
The Demon King had never seen such a bold move before, and seemed not to react to what was happening. He was dragged out of the house with a confused look on his face, and did not make any sound.
He Zhizhou ran like an old dog, his tongue hanging high, and his face looked particularly ferocious; Qi Han behind him seemed to be dragged along like a sack, with shock and confusion visible in his eyes.
The two of them ran, one in front and one behind, as if they were eloping, heading for the farthest town to be the happiest people.
"It's okay, Xu Ye! Don't be afraid, those demon cultivators will not be able to hurt us!"
He Zhizhou ran and panted to comfort him: "Boys like us who love to laugh usually have good luck."
If it were in the past, Xu Ye would definitely respond to him seriously.
But at this moment, for some reason, the other party was silent for a moment, then laughed softly and said a terrifying line that He Zhizhou will never forget: "Look back and see who I am."
This didn't seem to be Xu Ye's voice.
He Zhizhou's heart skipped a beat and he stopped hesitantly.
The moment he turned back, a dying gasp, like a flushing toilet, came out of his throat. He, a man who loves to laugh, has pretty good luck.
Rather, it is an extraordinary difference that is so shocking that it is so invincible in the universe that even the word "too" is not enough to describe it.
His tears sprayed out from his eye sockets at high pressure, breaking the atmosphere; the curve at the corners of his mouth pierced the center of the earth. For a moment, he was silent, fearing the sudden silence of the air.
The man in front of me had a completely unfamiliar, aggressive face, but his smile was damn sweet. His triangular eyes were slightly raised, and he licked his lips and said sinisterly: "Laugh? Are you teaching me how to do things?"
He Zhizhou's facial features were distorted, and his mouth and eyes moved left and right between round and wavy shapes, which could be called quantum pouty lips. Schrödinger's facial features and even his laughter were particularly different: "嘤."
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