An invisible ripple quietly appeared, passing through Sun Shisi's body, and a momentary pause swept across the surrounding space, causing a moment of distortion.

With Sun Shisi's continuous deaths, this seemingly flawless trap finally had a loophole.

"This may be my only chance!"

There is no hesitation at all, and there is no time to hesitate.

Song Si pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and a faint red light began to gather towards his right hand.

Sword drawing!

The white tiger breaks the stars!

Try your best and have a desperate blow.

The situation is serious, and any negligence will lead to uncontrollable consequences.

But Song Si was not qualified to choose, so he could only bet.

If you win, everyone will be happy.

If you lose, everything will be over.

laugh!

The red light rushed forward and instantly came to Sun Shisi.

However, something that surprised Song Si happened. Guanghua passed by his chest without causing any harm to him.

Sun Shisi was like a phantom, visible but intangible.

It's clearly right in front of you, but it doesn't really exist.

Click!

A crisp sound came into my ears, as if something had broken.

The next moment, the murderous Sun Shisi suddenly stood there, like a paused scene on TV.

"Success?"

Song Si was shocked and confused. Before he could think carefully, he felt a huge force coming, pulling him back desperately.

The scene in front of you is like a torn scroll, with various fragments twisting, segmenting, and combining irregularly.

The bizarreness gives people an indescribable feeling of dizziness and nausea.

Perhaps millions of years have passed, or perhaps it is just a flash of fingers.

Song Si recovered from the intense dizziness and found that he was still in that small yard.

Sun Shisi, who had become a monster, disappeared.

“Failed?”

Song Si took a deep breath and held the White Tiger Sword tightly with his right hand.

There is hope when you are alive.

He can die on the way forward, but he must never surrender.

Even if it's just a dying struggle.

Suffering the severe pain and weakness on his body, Song Si opened the door of the main room.

There were no beds, no tables and chairs, and there was no terrifying monster Sun Shisi. What reflected into his eyelids was a mirror.

It is empty and bright, like a pool of spring water.

The edges are carved with countless symbols and patterns, revealing a bit of mystery and weirdness.

But a small gap and several cracks broke the overall atmosphere, leaving only bleakness and loneliness.

"Broken magic weapon!"

Song Si murmured.

The next moment, his face suddenly changed, and a mouthful of blood rushed into his throat and spurted it out uncontrollably.

puff!

The bright red pollutes the transparent mirror surface, and the bleakness and loneliness also turn into tragic and scatteredness.

Song Si's face turned pale, as if he had been exhausted in an instant, and had collapsed on the ground without knowing his life and death.

...

...

"Is it necessary to spend my energy to help him break the core method of the Mirror of Time?"

Uncle Donkey Tao hugged the beauty donkey and couldn't help frowning.

"If you live, you have hope."

The old man in green had no expression on his face, "The head of the Du family, one of the nine major families in Jing State, dared not come with his true body."

"In front of you group of madmen, even the old fox in Yunmeng Mountain dared not appear easily. I am old and can't hold on for too long, and I still want to spend my old age in peace."

Uncle Tu shook his head without hiding his fear of the old man in green.

"You should be about to go through the next reincarnation, how confident are you?"

"Not less than 30%!"

"Hehe, the probability is higher than 70%, you will die if you are not careful. Why should I get angry with you?"

The folds on Mr. Tao's face squeezed into pieces and said, "Let me take this girl away, and the Mirror of Time will belong to you. How about it?"

"Kill you, the Mirror of Time is mine."

"Well……"

Uncle Tuo was speechless for a while, and after hesitating for a while, he finally chose to compromise.

"My donkey family will not participate in the fight in Bianzhou Prefecture, nor will it cause trouble for that boy."

"Can!"

The old man in green nodded.

"Just leave here, say goodbye!"

Uncle Donkey Tao picked up the donkey beauty and turned around and left without any delay.

Looking at the back that was gradually fading away, the old man in green sighed, and his originally indifferent face was already full of fatigue.

"People..."

...

...

The sky is spinning and shaking left and right.

After a while, it seemed like it was floating in the sky, and soon it sank into a low point.

Song Si opened his eyes hard and instinctively touched his waist, but waves of weakness spread throughout his body. He just raised his head and fell to the ground.

"Don't move around, I just bandaged it."

An old voice came from the side, and there was a bit of familiarity in the strangeness.

Turning his head and looking, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Song Si's face.

The one who saved him was actually the old Taoist priest who once pulled him out of his nanny.

"It has been more than half a year since we parted that day. The Taoist priest is still as charming as ever."

Song Si laughed at herself, but she didn't feel too much.

He was not seriously injured, but he consumed more than 60% of the blood in his body. He could just rest for a while.

However, the blood recovers quickly, but the energy in it needs additional replenishment.

Fortunately, Song Si has accumulated a lot of experience, so there is no big problem.

"Eat some, I've been in a coma for three days and must be hungry."

The old Taoist priest handed over a roast chicken, and Song Si didn't be polite to him and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Where is the Taoist priest walking? If so, it is better to travel with you."

Although Song Si had been with the old Taoist priest for a while, the other party spoke without leaking any information related to his identity was disclosed.

Song Si's strength is dozens of times stronger than when he was separated last time, and he still dare not be too scrutinized at all.

As for the mirror, Song Si didn't think much about it.

He had been entangled with Sun Shisi for a long time and almost lost his life.

If the old Taoist priest had not taken action, what would have been the case now.

Therefore, just pretend that the mirror is not aware of it. There is no need to turn against the benefactor who has saved me twice because of some benefit.
To be continued...