Chapter 59: The Second Floor of the Small Building
Although Wan Qi could understand what Xue Nu said, she could not understand the Chinese language that Wan Qi said.
However, looking at Wan Qi's serious look, Xue Nu always felt that what this man said should be very important.
However, thinking that this man was his enemy, Snow Girl ignored him. What was this man talking about?
With a wave of his hand, the ice icicles that were floating around her shot directly at Wan Qi's body.
At this moment, a cold white mist broke out in the place where Wan Qi was, and countless ice and snow fragments flew everywhere.
However, when the cold air dissipated, there was no Wan Qi who was tied into a hedgehog, and there was only a pile of ice chips on the ground.
"Are you disappointed not seeing me being stabbed there?"
At this moment, Wan Qi's voice sounded behind the snow girl. She turned around and found that a huge fist was coming towards her.
Immediately afterwards, the snow girl's body flew towards the wall next to her with her face.
"Uncle Ying, your fire is so small! Look at the spider that you roasted half-baked!"
Wan Qi still has free time and is complaining about the insufficient effects brought by the spells used by Uncle Ying.
"Come on! Look at mine, what is flame spell!"
As he said that, a wicked smile appeared on Wan Qi's face, his hands were separated from the left and right sides, and he slowly danced.
Two balls of flames appeared on his hands out of thin air, and Wan Qi closed the hands and then pushed forward.
A loud phoenix chirping directly rang throughout the hall, and a firebird flew out of Wan Qi's hands.
After walking leisurely to Lu Qian and Xue Nu, he returned to Wan Qi's side, then disappeared directly.
On the ground, the snow girl and the bride of Lu had not left any ashes.
"Strong! Master, your skills are so powerful! The old servant really can't learn it!"
Looking at Wanqi's technique of turning flames into phoenixes, Uncle Ying raised his thumbs up and praised him uncontrollably.
"Boss! You can see that these ghosts should be someone's Shikigami!"
Seeing that Wan Qi and Uncle Ying had already resolved the battle, Danako came over after she waited.
"Shiji? Humph! Onmyoji of the East Country..."
Wan Qi shook the cigarette box and frowned because he found that there were only three cigarettes left in the cigarette box.
After taking a look at the most part of the cigarette butt on the ground, Wan Qi took out one from the cigarette box and lit it for himself.
Wan Qi felt quite comfortable if he could smoke a cigarette afterwards, and he didn't want to let go of this enjoyment.
"Let's go! Look at what kind of surprises this Onmyoji left for us on the second floor!"
Wan Qi gritted his teeth, waved his hand at everyone, and walked up the stairs to the second floor first.
The second floor is very empty and has no layout. There are only four mirrors on the surrounding walls, and a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror is erected in the center.
The light on the entire second floor is very dim, and there are so many mirrors, which is a bit intriguing.
"It won't be a mirror maze! Hehe! I like it the most!"
Seeing Wan Qi standing at the entrance of the stairs, Yuansi looked at his big bald head, and looked in with a thief head and looked in.
After discovering that there were only a few very ordinary mirrors inside, Yuansi came and felt that he was doing it again!
I never thought about why Wan Qi kept stopping at the entrance and not entering.
He walked in like this, swaying and muttering as he walked.
"I said Yuansi! You locked up your damn Buddha light..."
It’s not Wan Qi, he feels afraid of the mirror here.
Or I can see what is scary about this layout.
It's just because the cigarette in his hand has just been lit and not taken a few sips. If there is a fight after entering, the cigarette may be scrapped again.
After all, there are only two cigarettes left on my body, so I don’t know when I can get out from here.
Life always has to continue, so Wan Qi can save a little bit!
But unexpectedly, Wan Qi was still sucking happily at the entrance, and everyone was waiting behind him.
The big bald scoop in Yuan Temple was actually full of development, and the Buddha light from the hundred treasure robes rushed straight into the second floor.
When Wan Qi came to his senses, it was too late. Yuansi was about to arrive in front of the mirror.
In desperation, Wan Qi had only had time to say this.
"What? What's wrong with my Buddha's light? The environment here is so special, I dare not turn it off! Ah..."
However, it was still too late. Wan Qi's words did not stop Yuansi, let alone extinguish the Buddha's light on his body.
The huge floor-to-ceiling mirror arranged in the center has already reflected the golden Buddha light of Yuan Temple.
Due to the refraction of the mirror in the middle, the entire two-story building was instantly filled with dazzling Buddha light.
As if a flash bomb was thrown into it, everyone couldn't help but close their eyes at that moment.
"Oh, I'll go, for the first time I've found that my Buddha light is so dazzling!
Alas, why are these glasses broken? Boss, you have to prove it to me! I didn’t do these things!"
After regaining his power, Yuansi scratched his big bald head and looked at the fragments of the mirror all over the ground with some silence.
At this time, the light on the second floor of this small building may have made people feel even more dim due to the strong light before.
Looking at my hand, because of the strong light before, I didn't get the last cigarette butt.
Wan Qi sighed silently, took everyone to walk into the second floor of the small building.
Looking at the broken glass on the ground, Wan Qi frowned deeply.
This layer is really just a flash bomb, and it is not aggressive at all?
So, what do these mists that float out of the broken mirror mean?
It seems that it has no effect except to attract some atmosphere!