Chapter one hundred and forty-two: old family behavior
"Is the mirror fake?" Xie Zhe, who had been silent for a while, also spoke up, "How is this possible?"
Ling Huan responded: "Yes, how could Xue Yangu do such a thing of destroying his own sign? If it doesn't exist, it means it doesn't exist. If it exists, it means it exists. How could it deceive people with fake goods?"
"Whether it is true or not, it is better to say that there is a mirror there, but there is no response from Fu Sangshen. The people of the Xue Yan Sect just said that the mirror is a genuine mirror, but the mirror that lives inside it
The spirit has disappeared. Now, the building has long been empty."
Han Chang's face turned a little pale. After being together for so long, it was almost the first time I saw him so...so hasty and so tired. Every previous battle and every accident was not as suffocating as the silence now.
It seemed that this time, he was withering from the inside out. Under this skin, the flesh and blood inside began to fester and disintegrate, becoming as thin as cotton wool, and the seemingly intact shell shattered at the touch of a touch.
Xie Zhe's eyes also became confused with his thoughts.
"No, it's impossible... Fusangshen must be very close to their main body in order to move freely. They can never completely escape from the object that gave birth to them. Even those with stronger demonic power can only move a little further away.
It is completely impossible for people to detect the connection between the spirit body and the main body - no one has been able to do it throughout the ages."
"Ah, it must be a fake. Don't think too much and relax. If it doesn't work, just go and take a look. As long as you tell me, there will be disciples who will lead you to take a look. By the way, I haven't asked yet.
You guys, what do you want to do with Yun Wai Jing? It doesn’t matter if it’s not convenient to say, I’m just curious.”
"We are looking for someone." Xie Zhe summed it up simply, his tone firm and precise, and it didn't look like he planned to say more.
"Reciprocity: What about you?" Miyin asked back.
The woman tilted her head and gave her a rough look, her gaze lingering on a specific part for a while. Then, she said:
"It's nothing special. I'm just guiding my friend. My friend is looking for Yun Waijing."
As soon as they finished speaking, a person walked up from behind a big tree by the road. They were surprised. They didn't know whether he was there from the beginning or whether he came over later. Everyone's attention was focused on this woman, and they were not aware of it.
People notice him. This means that this man is really good at hiding his whereabouts.
He had black hair and black eyes, and the bangs on his right eye slanted down. He covered his eyes with a green cloth belt with a strange pattern. I wonder if he was injured. Overall, he looked like a noble man. His coat was goose yellow and seemed to have light scales.
Texture. As for the material... It was easy to tell from the luster that it was fine silk and satin. His dress did not match that of the woman, but they were just the same.
The man waved his hand, but it was hard to tell whether he was smiling or not. He said nothing.
Han Chang took a step back warily.
"What's wrong?" Xie Zhe asked softly.
Han Chang said in a whisper that was neither intended to be concealed nor loudly:
"He is from the Shadow Pavilion - look at the token on his waist."
Sure enough, several people saw something tied around his waist. The token with the same shape was seen on Wu Yin of the Death Shadow Pavilion, so he must be a member of the pavilion and did not have to run away, and there was something on him.
The demonic energy that began to be released at this moment also clearly exposed his identity. Except for Ye Xuici, the other four people suddenly became alert. They did not know the true position of the Shadow Pavilion, but Wu Yin's coldness and severity had already made them aware of it.
Learned something.
Ye Lingquan was a little in disbelief: "Is this your friend?"
Without waiting for her answer, She Ji sneered. Because he failed to look for the mirror, he was also a little tired, and he didn't even bother to put his usual fake smile on his face. He put his hands behind his back, took two steps forward, and looked back at the woman.
:
"Miss Ye, are you happy talking to these 'mere human beings'?" She Ji looked sideways at Han Shang again, "Oh, not entirely."
"I don't have any special hobbies. In addition to collecting secrets, I am also willing to make friends - only in this way can I have a steady stream of secrets. What's wrong, you don't want to argue with me about this, right?"
The woman said this half-jokingly, but it made others feel subtle panic. The name "Miss Ye" was enough to make Ling Huan startled. She immediately realized that her behavior was different from what she heard in the Death Shadow Pavilion.
These three words are the same. Could it be that she was the one that day...and what does "merely human" mean? Are both of them not included? Especially the two key words she said personally——
secret.
The clues were intermittent, tumbling and knotting in everyone's mind. The limited time did not allow them to sort out a clear cause and effect at this moment. As for the woman's rhetorical question, She Ji ignored the woman's rhetorical question and just said to them:
"I heard from my colleagues that the Wangui Zhi is on you. The Wangui Zhi is kept in a high cabinet in our territory. I am very familiar with its aura." The snake demon from the Death Shadow Pavilion slightly curled his lips, "After all, it is us.
The familiar smell of something that has been preserved for many years really makes me feel more intimate."
His brows never relaxed at all, his cold eyes swept over everyone's face with consideration. Xie Zhe's hand rested on the hilt of his sword, and he moved half a step, as if he wanted to block She Ji's malicious exploration towards the girls.
Han Chang also frowned and looked directly at the other monster.
"This thing no longer belongs to the Death Shadow Pavilion. What is its purpose, you ask?"
"Our search for the Cloud Mirror has been fruitless, and we have returned in despair. It would be too disappointing for me to be left empty-handed."
She Ji spoke slowly, spreading his hands, looking innocent. The next moment, his tone became meaningful, and the danger in the words could not be more naked:
"The Death Shadow Pavilion handed over the Wangui Zhi because I had no choice. I took it back just to return it to its original owner."
As soon as the words fell, Xie Zhe and Han Zhang unsheathed their swords almost at the same time. They both stepped forward, holding Ye Lingquan and Xue Miyin behind with their horizontal swords. Xie Zhe faced She Ji's mocking look and quickly moved towards the rear
Instructions:
"You go first and go to the mountain. No matter what, we have to confirm Yun Waijing's matter with our own eyes."
"But how could we just-" Ling Huan said eagerly.
The enemy did not intend to give them time to discuss. Several distorted images suddenly opened behind She Ji. They opened their eyes in surprise, wary of his tricks. In an instant, those shadows condensed into recognizable shapes.
Several long snakes stretched out their bodies with bared teeth, their fangs ferocious, and their ferocious look clearly revealed. Xie Zhe pushed behind him and shouted:
"run!"
Without any time to think about it, Miyin grabbed Ling Huan's wrist and pulled her back to run. The sound of hurried footsteps was replaced by the sound of weapons handing over before they could go away, and the dancing snake shadows obscured their concerned companions. Three
People quickly fight in one place, if She
Ji really could sense the aura of Wan Guizhi, and Xie Ze Hanzhang never dared to let him chase the two girls. They intended to entangle and delay, but She Ji couldn't break through for a while. The two of them joined forces to block it. But the other party clearly had a helper.
, will you just stand by and watch?
There was another crisp collision, and She Ji blocked the blow from Fengyun Zhan, but had to turn sideways to dodge the sharp blade swung by Han Zhang. Taking advantage of this gap, Han Zhang turned to look at Ye Xuici, who was watching the battle.
"You're not going to help him?"
"Huh? This battle seems to have nothing to do with me." Ye Xuici tilted his head slightly, as if he was surprised by his question, "You can fight as long as you want, but be careful not to accidentally hurt innocent people.
"
The two people who ran far away did not know the situation of the battle here, and they were not sure how long their companions could delay. They could only run as hard as possible, speeding up as much as possible, even though they were running wildly on the road up the mountain, which was very exhausting. Their ears were filled with the sound of themselves.
A pounding heartbeat and rapid breathing.
A Miao also ran with them. He skimmed the vegetation on the ground nimbly, looking around from time to time and meowing loudly.
"Sure enough," Miyin shouted to the empty side of Ling Huan's eyes, "you also feel something is wrong, right?"
Ling Huan gasped and asked loudly:
"What's wrong? Are you talking to Amiao?"
"Amiao felt that there were three people's auras! But just now, we only saw two..." Miyin's face was tense, showing a look of doubt and uneasiness.
"Then, what should we do?"
"Forget it, we can't control that much...!"
The two girls were out of breath from running, not to mention that Ling Huan was carrying a burden, which was light or heavy. The weeds up to the insteps scraped their ankles, and the wind in front of them dried the sweat on their foreheads. This
It was a mountain road that no one had ever opened. It was quite difficult for them to run, but they had no other choice.
They ran like this for who knows how long. Suddenly, Amiao, who had been ahead of them, came to a sudden stop and barely stopped running. Seeing that the situation was not good, Miyin immediately stopped his feet and reached forward to pull him.
Ling Hu. Because of her inertia, she stumbled forward, pushed Ling Hu to the ground, and then threw herself on him in embarrassment.
"oh!"
Ling Huan couldn't take a breath, and even broke her face on a sharp stone. Although the wound was not deep, the burning pain spread immediately. She had no time to reach out to check, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out. Xue Miyin struggled to get up.
So as not to squeeze her out. Ling Huan then managed to hold up the front half of her body, and then
She was pulled up by Mi Yin. Only then did she realize that there was a cliff less than a foot away from her. The gravel that jumped in front of her disappeared out of thin air. She tried to take two steps forward and took a look down.
She felt her legs become weak for a while, took a step back and collapsed on the ground. Amiao walked around the two of them worriedly.
"I almost died!" She tried to stand up again.
"We can't help it, our way up was blocked by them... We were walking in a place where no one has ever been before. It's even more impossible for us to run around and go around the road. That would be too risky." Miyin shook his head and said, "Listen.
In addition to the valley where the Snow Inkstone Sect is located, the terrain of this mountain is also very steep - we must be careful and careful."
Ling Huan was still breathing heavily, and hurriedly tied up the loose baggage with his hands. At this moment, Mi Yin suddenly heard A Miao's scream, which was even more tragic than being stepped on the tail. The sharpness of this sound,
Almost even the phoenix can hear it.
"How--"
The little bastard is waiting here...
Xue Miyin just turned around and couldn't see the attacker's face clearly. She only saw his outstretched arms. She felt that her waist was attacked by a force, and Ye Lingquan also suffered the same treatment. They staggered towards
Taking the first two steps, my feet slipped, and a strong sense of weightlessness enveloped the two of them at the same time.
