A huge sword with a flash of light was floating in the air. The woman standing at the tip of the sword was cold and cold.
In the center of the sword, stood a handsome and domineering man on each side, staring deeply at Xiyue, each one wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.
Xiyue faced the cold wind and lightly wrapped her body in a cloak. There was a sudden feeling of being too cold at high places.
He pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, then turned around to face Tomorrow and Di Shangxie.
The two handsome men who were eager to speak saw Xiyue turn around, their red lips seemed to be cramped, and the overflowing words immediately slipped back.
Seeing that they didn't speak, Xiyue walked up to Ouyang Mingri, looked up at Mingri, and the cinnabar on Mingri's eyebrows jumped uneasily, and she reached out to hold Xiyue's hand.
Xiyue shrank in, but did not let him succeed.
"Xi'er... I have my own explanation for this matter. Are you willing to listen..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiyue raised her pretty palm to block Tomorrow's words. Then she turned to look at Emperor Shangxie, blinked her big clear eyes and said.
"I remember that you have a mirror to the sky."
Shangxie was shocked in his heart. If Xiyue looked at the Tongtian Mirror, she would know the whole story. Then... wouldn't that be even more troublesome...
"Shangxie, take it out. I have the right to know the whole story. If you don't want to, I'll ask Xuan Ye to take out the jade mirror. It's the same thing."
Shangxie's beautiful purple eyebrows suddenly raised, and deep scars overflowed from his beautiful eyes. Without saying anything else, he raised his hand, and a treasure mirror shining with colorful light appeared in his hand. Xiyue
He reached out to catch it, said thank you softly, sat cross-legged, and placed the mirror in front of him.
…
A sighing sound came from behind, and then Shangxie opened the Heavenly Mirror, and the scene began with Xiyue and Mingri subduing the leopard together.
Looking at this strange and familiar scene, Xiyue blinked her eyes lightly, her fan-shaped eyelashes were stained with sadness, and she drooped slightly, her crystal eyes were filled with moisture, but she did not let the tears fall, and forced herself to watch with sadness.
As that scene unfolds.
…
The screams shook the sky, and blood flowed across the sky. Hundreds of monsters rushed forward at the same time, vowing to defeat tomorrow and retreat. Seeing that tomorrow was seriously injured again and again, in the end, he risked his life and took Lord Zheyan's elixir, which suddenly enhanced his spiritual power.
A life-for-life strategy, just to save himself.
And the emperor is evil,
But he stood in the center of the hall, half calmly and half nervously watching all this, strategizing, overlooking the mountains in the distance, and the scenes of brutal killings taking place.
In that killing spree, Tomorrow was struck by seven swords, twenty-six palms, and thirteen fists...
Every scar caused him excruciating pain, made him spray blood, made his bones break, and made his life worse than death——
But he didn't flinch, not even once. After being struck out by the monsters with several palms, no matter how seriously injured he was, he still gritted his teeth and held on. He was dressed in blood and used up all his life's strength to rush forward again.
The sun gradually surged up to the top of the mountain, and began to rise bit by bit. As the light shone, Shang Xie closed his eyes tightly, looking extremely nervous, and he became more and more anxious and crazy about tomorrow, almost preparing for the next day.
Fighting in a state of being broken into pieces.
——Tick tock...tick tock...
Suddenly, she realized that tears were falling continuously, and her heart was burning like a knife. Xiyue hurriedly reached out to brush away the tears from her face, and continued to read. Even though it was her own story, while she was reading, she still felt