dragon pen

Yuanshi sat in front of the bronze mirror.

She raised her hand and carefully traced the edge lines of the bronze mirror in front of her. Looking at the young man behind her reflected in the bronze mirror, she paused: "You are also here to save people."

"It's not a good person to save," Zhang Zixiao's eyeballs moved, "Perhaps the whole world wishes for him to die, but that has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with you, you just need to know—"

Zhang Zixiao chuckled, covered his mouth, and showed a trace of femininity in his gestures: "Actually, you don't want to leave your son at all. Zhang San is right. This is the cutest thing about mortals. When they die, they hope to be able to do so." Say a word to your relatives again; after speaking, you can't help but want to hug him; if you do both, you should be reluctant to leave in the end, and you can't help but think about it: so many people die every day in the world, but there are also Countless people are still alive, and I obviously haven't committed any serious crimes, so why am I the only one?"

Yuanshi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyes, as if she had been taken in by the talk.

"Aren't you reconciled?"

Zhang Zixiao approached Yuanshi, put his hands on her shoulders, bent slightly, and approached her ear——

"Can't you bear it?"

An ambiguous wind blew by her ears, Yuan's eyes shook, and she raised her eyes to look at the young man on her shoulder in the bronze mirror, but saw that Zhang Zi was not reflected in the bronze mirror at this moment. Xiao's appearance!

With a sudden glance, the golden light shone in the bronze mirror, and I saw four extremely gorgeous golden peacock hairpins, with pearl knots in their mouths, swaying slightly with his tiny movements——

The person in the mirror raised his eyes to look at the bronze mirror, and Yuanshi only had time to see his pair of golden pupils like leopard eyes, and the bronze mirror shattered with a "click" sound!Yuanshi was shocked, and in shock, he took away the hand on her shoulder, and Zhang Zixiao smiled frivolously: "Don't look at what you shouldn't, be careful that you will blind your eyes."

Yuan Shi turned around and looked at Zhang Zixiao.

The latter's smile remained unchanged: "What are you staring at me for? I'm doing it for your own good."

At this moment, the new clothes that Yuanshi had just put on had been drenched in cold sweat from behind, she stood up and asked, "Who the hell are you?!"

"Six paths of reincarnation, soul ferryman."

While Zhang Zixiao spoke ambiguously and chuckled, there was a commotion outside the tent behind him. Yuan Shi quickly walked over and lifted the curtain of the tent to have a look, only to realize that there was another commotion outside at some point, Yuan Die and Hongye, mother and daughter, are tugging and tugging, and Hongye is holding a simple bronze mirror in her arms at this time——

"The mirror is mine." Zhang Zixiao said calmly standing behind Yuanshi.

——Lou Hen stepped forward in person, pulled Yuan Die's hand indifferently and dragged her away from Hong Ye, Yuan Die kicked and cursed angrily, Hong Ye trembled holding the bronze mirror, but did not let go of the bronze mirror , she yelled with tears and confusion: Mother, just resurrect him, General Qiyun is a good man, he has guarded the city of Wusai for hundreds of years, Hongye doesn't know why you don't want to resurrect him!

At this time, Yuan Die's eyes were bulging and his face was ferocious. Facing his daughter's plea, he only roared: "Shut up!"If you go against Mother's wishes, I won't have a daughter like you!

However, at this time, Louhen had an extra dagger in his hand, which was pressed against Yuan Die's neck, and Hongye cried even louder——

This cry attracted many people.

Among them was Zhang Ziyao, who hurried over with the maid named Fuyao. When he saw the scene in front of him, he was shocked at first. He frowned and asked why Lou Hen didn't mean anything. When the troops retreat, no one knows when they will make a comeback, and the only way to protect the peace of Wusai City for a hundred days is to resurrect Qiyun!

Zhang Ziyao was shocked, his face was stained with veiled anger, he seemed to subconsciously go forward to grab Hongye, but at this moment, he suddenly stopped as if he remembered something——

He hesitated to look in the direction of the tent where Yuanshi was.

During this moment of hesitation, Hongye has already stretched out her hand towards the bronze mirror, as if there is no obstacle at all.Her hand passed through the mirror surface of the bronze mirror, and her slender and immature wrist moved in the mirror. After a while, she seemed to hold something heavy——

When her body began to lean back, a hand that belonged to an adult man, covered with yellow sand and dry blood, was slowly dragged out of the mirror by her...

"Have you thought about it? After that man comes out, your rose mark will disappear, and you will become a living dead forever."

Zhang Zixiao's voice sounded behind Yuan Shi at the right time——

"Is this really good? You will become a living dead who relies on other people's thoughts to live, living in the fear of turning into sand at any time-and because you have lost your soul, there is no joy or sorrow in your life, just like a walking dead ..."

"..."

"Are you really ready to live like this?"

"..."

"Yuan Bei, why haven't you figured it out yet? Even if you don't kill her, she will still be killed by that man - men are not as indecisive as women, let alone that he is a military commander, who can kill with nodding heads... Yuan Bei, your mercy is just giving up your chance to become an adult, and it will not change any outcome."

As soon as Zhang Zixiao finished speaking, Yuan Shi felt the hot temperature from the imprint of the rose on his neck. It seemed to be burning, bringing bursts of stinging pain——

The next moment, the eyes of the woman who had been standing still at the same place finally flashed a stern light from hesitation. When Hongye pulled the cloud to her shoulder, the woman rushed forward under Zhang Zixiao's smiling gaze. Go out, run to their side, and push Hongye away!

The little girl was caught off guard by being pushed, and she sat down on the ground, stunned on the spot.

The crowd didn't seem to have expected an obstructer to come out halfway, and no one reacted for a while to step forward to block——At this moment, Yuan Shi changed her usual docile and elegant appearance, she was panting like a cow, and her face was embarrassing, just like the what a terrible thing to do...

Under Zhang Ziyao's astonished gaze, she turned to Hongye and said to her in a calm tone: "Hongye, listen to your mother and don't disappoint her."

Yuan Die also stopped struggling, and looked at Yuan Shi with complicated emotions—now, she finally stopped looking at her with hostile eyes, her eyes wavered, and she seemed to really believe that this woman had good intentions.

At the same time, Zhang Zixiao came out from nowhere. He glanced around at the people who seemed to be frozen in place, and finally stopped his gaze on Lou Hen, chuckled and said slowly: " The mirror is no longer effective after being used on the same person once, and the prince probably knows it, of course, if the prince doesn’t believe it, he can try it again... In short, I’m afraid that General Qi Yun will not survive.”

As Zhang Zixiao finished speaking, the originally silent crowd finally became agitated. Zhang Ziyao looked up and down at his brother in surprise and hesitation, while Lou Hen was furious and glared at Yuan Shi—but because she was Zhang Ziyao's biological mother , and I broke my promise to Zhang Ziyao first, if I had an attack at this time, I'm afraid I would be gossiped about - not to mention that doing nothing at this time will not help the matter, no matter what, General Qi Yun will not be able to save him.

Lou Hen had no choice but to disperse the crowd and leave with a dark face. Seeing the end of another farce, Yuan Die was paralyzed on the ground after being afraid. When Hong Ye cried and wanted to go over to caress her, she avoided the little girl's hand and turned her backhand hard. gave her a slap—

Shocked and frightened, Hongye finally couldn't help crying, turned around and hid in Yuanshi's arms.

Yuanshi's complexion and emotion embraced Hongye lightly. Amid Hongye's cries, the two mothers looked at each other, and they both saw difficulty and exhaustion in each other's eyes——

At this moment, the rose tattoo on Yuan's neck was on the verge of withering, and under the sunlight, it was as red as fire.

In the end, Yuan Die's stiff back finally softened, and for the first time in so many days, when Yuan Shi was close to his daughter, she had a pleasant face and muttered softly: "Thank you."

This time, Yuan Die completely let go of his knot with Yuan Shi.

……

Zhang Ziyao returned to the tent, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. For a while, he thought of Yuan Shi's firmness in rushing out of the tent and pushing away the red leaves;

He can obviously stop Hongye from saving people.

But at the last moment, he hesitated... At that time, there seemed to be another voice in his body saying, Zhang Ziyao, if you stepped forward to stop Hongye, you would once again kill your mother because of your indecision!

This voice made Zhang Ziyao stop his running towards Hongye like a ghost, and because of his hesitation for a moment, Hongye was almost harmed, and then he would fall into the endless cycle of facing the fear of being killed all day long—— The fate of the Mirror Witch is like this. After saving a person, that person is first grateful to Dade, and then wants to kill the Mirror Witch because of his own selfish desires. The mirror witch is really resurrected. The Mirror Witch is forced to resurrect the next person. Such a common repetition, Until one day, she met a person who was really willing to give up the chance of resurrection and quietly waited for the rose tattoo to wither and turn into a rose plant.

The statement that "the mirror witch chooses loyal and kind people to resurrect" as said at the beginning is untenable.

They were forced to choose someone who might not kill themselves——

Yuan Die once chose her beloved husband-in-law, but it still failed.

But now, Hongye finally waited for Yuanshi to come, but Zhang Ziyao selfishly wanted to break the little girl's hard-won precious opportunity because she wanted Yuanshi not to turn into a rose.

"..."

Zhang Ziyao sat down at the table, feeling extremely complicated. At this moment, his heart was full of guilt for seeing Hongye helpless—but in a small dark corner, he still couldn't help thinking, if Yuanshi would A selfish person is fine, she doesn't even have to kill Hongye, she just looks at Lou Hen with cold eyes and forces Hongye to revive Qiyun, so that she can live as an existence like the "Unsorrowless Army" - but once such thoughts appear , the guilt in Zhang Ziyao's heart became more profound...

at this time.

"—Little idiot, what happened to the person crying outside just now? Could it be that rogue prince forced the Mirror Witch to revive that general again? Hmph, I have long said that that person is not a good thing, a lie You lie to the air, you don't look decent, I can guess with your toes that he is not a good guy, but you are the only one who is willing to believe him, let me tell you, you are just..."

The chattering voice of the dragon with restless eyes came from the wall.

Zhang Ziyao turned his head to look at Zhu Jiuyin, and this glance also allowed the man in the painting to see the expression on the young man's face: the corners of his eyes were slightly red, his eyes flickered, and his face seemed lost as if he had lost his own soul. , looking particularly embarrassed.

Zhu Jiuyin's thoughts came to an abrupt end.

He maintained a stupid posture fixed on the treetop as if someone had stuffed his mouth with an egg. After a while, the man's red eyeballs rolled around in the eye sockets, his body leaned forward slightly, and his hands moved forward. Zhang Ziyao lifted it from the air, he opened his mouth, but he didn't utter a word for a long time, then his raised hand shrank back cowardly—even his body leaned forward and half-hidden in the treetops In the middle of the night, half of his face was covered by the dense branches and leaves, and then the man in the painting cautiously blamed: "I didn't say anything serious about you, why are you showing such an expression, and who are you scaring?"

Zhang Ziyao withdrew his eyes and twisted his face: "It has nothing to do with you."

Candle Nine is dying.

At this time, Su Lian, who had disappeared by himself for a long time, poked his head out from behind the chaotic rocks, saw that the atmosphere in the tent was not right, and finally walked out slowly from the chaotic rocks, stood under the pine tree with his sleeves folded, and looked up. The dragon on the treetop, who wanted to bury himself in the leaves, hesitated for a while, and finally jumped out of the scroll——

He walked up to Zhang Ziyao, thought for a while, took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his sleeve, and silently handed it to Zhang Ziyao.

Zhang Ziyao looked down at the veil held in the bandaged little hand, it was the one he gave Su Lian earlier.

"Don't cry." Su Lian said in a calm tone, "With me here, the sky won't fall."

Hearing this, Zhang Ziyao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took Su Lian's handkerchief: "I didn't cry, I just felt bad-I almost killed someone... A few days ago, I was still feeling emotional. People who are going to harm others for their own selfish interests, now that the same thing happened to me, I realized that, in fact, I don’t understand Zhang San anymore, I, I might be as despicable as him.”

Su Lian didn't speak, he stood beside Zhang Ziyao and listened to him finish speaking, then raised his hand to stroke his head, and repeated: "Don't cry."

Zhang Ziyao squeezed the handkerchief and smiled wryly: "Why is a child of seven or eight years old comforting me?"

Su Lian looked serious: "I am one hundred and seven years old this year."

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Su Lian: "You mortals are so fragile, you will cry every second, it's terrible."

Zhang Ziyao: "Everybody said I didn't cry anymore, I just feel bad—"

Su Lian tilted his head: "Whether that person is dead or not, what does that have to do with you?"

Zhang Ziyao was taken aback by the question, he raised his head to look at Su Lian, hesitantly said: "But I saw her with my own eyes—"

"It has nothing to do with you." Su Lian said, "It's like when I was locked in a box and didn't want to come out, it has nothing to do with you. Why did you travel all the way to the Taihang Mountains just to find someone who would let me out of the box?" How about it?"

"..."

"You really like to meddle in other people's business," Su Lian paused, then said seriously, "but you're not annoying."

Although the negative emotions in Zhang Ziyao's heart were dissipated a little under Su Lian's messy appeasement, but no one could stop him from really wanting to cry now, he opened his mouth to educate the indifferent god of disaster in front of him Regarding the question of the Three Views, before he could speak, the curtain of the tent was lifted from the outside, and it was Zhang Zixiao who walked in.

"Zhang Zixiao? Why are you here again?"

Zhang Ziyao glanced at Su Lian in a panic, wondering how he should explain to his brother where this beautiful child jumped out - but before he could react, Su Lian's golden pupils beside him had already There was a flash of chilling light, and the next moment, the torch outside the tent was extinguished, and a flaming sword appeared in Su Lian's hand!

With the sound of wind and fire, he pointed the sword in his hand at Zhang Zixiao, parted his thin lips lightly, and squeezed out a concise word from between his teeth——

"roll!"

Zhang Ziyao was taken aback, and didn't understand where Su Lian's sudden resistance came from. At this moment, he heard the rattling of pine branches behind him. Zhang Ziyao looked back and saw the one who was sitting on the top of a tree watching the excitement. The dragon disappeared without a trace, leaving only a corner of the robe exposed from the treetops——

Then with a "slip", the corner of the clothes was also pulled back.

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Zhang Ziyao didn't care about the dragon's madness, he just thought he didn't want to be seen, turned around and quickly stopped Su Lian who had resisted and drew his sword—

"Don't be impulsive, Niu Niu, this is not a bad guy, he is my brother, ah, although he is very annoying, but at least he is not guilty of death, hurry up..."

"He's not." Su Lian said coldly.

"What?" Zhang Ziyao was taken aback, "It's not what?"

At this time, the point of the flaming sword in Su Lian's hand pointed directly at the tip of Zhang Zixiao's nose, and the latter was calm and smiling, the disgust in Su Lian's eyes became more profound: "He is not your brother."

Zhang Ziyao suddenly raised his head to look at Zhang Zixiao.

But at this time, Zhang Zixiao chuckled lightly, the louder he laughed, and finally he bent down while supporting his waist, the way he laughed made people feel a little bit out of harmony—it can't be said Where is it strange - usually when a man laughs, he looks up to the sky and laughs, only a girl as delicate as Fuyao can easily tremble like a flower branch, and bend over laughing...

While Zhang Ziyao was hesitating, Zhang Zixiao restrained his smile a little, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "You are really stupid, I can remind you last time, Zhang Zixiao died on the way to the capital due to a cold infection , why are you still not enlightened, kid?"

Zhang Ziyao: "?????"

"You think I'm joking?" Zhang Zixiao asked.

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Zhang Zixiao was greeted by the second laugh.

When he had laughed enough, Zhang Ziyao's face was as dark as a pot. Firstly, he did not know who the person in front of him was but regarded him as his brother. He always felt that he was being played hard by others; The news of his death, even though he has a bad relationship with him, but in any case, it is not a good feeling in my heart...

But at this time, "Zhang Zixiao" didn't seem to care about Zhang Ziyao's mood at all. He straightened up and walked straight past Zhang Ziyao to the inside of his tent. When he passed the "landscape painting" hanging on the wall, he reached out and patted the scroll with a mocking expression. Why hide?" He walked into the back room and looked around, then asked Zhang Ziyao with his hips on his arms, "No mirror?"

Zhang Ziyao was about to answer when Fuyao, who had been hiding in the back room from beginning to end and refused to make a sound, appeared. For the first time, she looked at Zhang Zixiao timidly, then turned around and handed him a bronze mirror—the latter Without even looking at Fuyao, he looked at the mirror by himself, muttered "so small", and in the end, he was not picky, so he held the mirror and came to Zhang Ziyao with a smile: "Please watch the show."

Say it.

He stuffed the bronze mirror in front of Zhang Ziyao——

Zhang Ziyao leaned over to take a look, and was surprised to find that what was reflected in the ordinary bronze mirror was not his own face, but something else - first the mirror was full of yellow sand, and after a while, the picture gradually changed. Zhang Ziyao widened his eyes slightly, and finally saw that the person in the mirror was his own mother, Yuanshi. She was sitting on a dead log, and beside her was Hongye, who was holding the mirror and had a sad face.

Yuan Die is not here.

Probably because Hongye was still angry at this time, and because she let go of her vigilance towards Yuanshi, she let Yuanshi take Hongye away... At this time, Hongye was talking to Yuanshi, and Hongye frowned tightly Mei, talking to Yuanshi like a little adult, while Yuanshi had a smile on his face, and when Hongye said something, she replied.

"What are they talking about?" Zhang Ziyao asked, "Why are you showing me this?"

Zhang Zixiao brushed his hand across the mirror——

Zhang Ziyao heard the voice immediately.

【Aunt Yun, why is mother so against my resurrection of General Qi Yun? 】The little girl holding the mirror looked troubled, 【The general is a good man, he doesn't deserve to die. 】

【Your mother is here to protect you... Ah, Hongye doesn’t know yet, anyone who is resurrected by the mirror witch is not a real living person. Have you seen the rose mark on Aunt Yun’s neck?People who are revived by red leaves will have this on their necks. From flower buds to blooming to withering, the whole period is like a countdown to a new life—]

【What's the meaning? 】

[The countdown is over, the rose flower withers, and the person with the rose imprint will turn into a rose plant and stay in the city of no sorrow forever... unless——] Yuanshi lowered his voice, [Before the rose withers, kill the Mirror Witch . 】

In the mirror, the little girl seemed extremely shocked. She felt uneasy, and raised her head to look at Yuanshi—but at this moment, the latter still had a smile on his face: [Hongye likes Aunt Yun, Hongye must also be reluctant to bear Yun Auntie turned into a rose... So instead of resurrecting General Yunyun and letting him kill you, Hongye would be better to fulfill Aunt Yun—]

Yuanshi approached Hongye, and the latter kept retreating—at this time Yuanshi reached out and took the sharp plain hairpin she gave Hongye earlier from her head, Hongye shrank back suddenly, not thinking about her side at all People say that if you change your face, you will change your face, she firmly held the bronze mirror in her hand to protect her chest——

Seeing that pitiful appearance, Zhang Ziyao's heart tightened as well!

At this moment, Zhang Ziyao didn't have time to think too much. He knew that Hongye and the others were not far away at this time, so he stood up suddenly and wanted to go out, but at this moment, his feet seemed to be fixed in place and moved. Knowing that he can't move——Zhang Ziyao had this feeling before, and he was anxious, and without thinking about it, he yelled at Fuyao not far away: "Fuyao! What are you doing?!"

Fuyao looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhang Zixiao next to Zhang Ziyao smiled and said "Ouch": "Don't yell at her, it's not like she did it—really, have you suffered? Fuyao's restraint technique was taught by me myself."

Zhang Ziyao turned his head in shock, only to see Zhang Zixiao holding up the bronze mirror with a smile - in the bronze mirror, the hairpin in Yuan's hand had already pierced the red leaves - the corners of Zhang Zixiao's lips curled up, his face twisted slightly , that demeanor completely changed into the appearance of another person, his pupils narrowed slightly, revealing a faint golden light, and then the pupils suddenly dispersed into many scattered black spots——

"Stab it, stab it—let the witch's blood flow out of her chest full of betrayed anger and resentment—" Zhang Zixiao laughed wantonly, "Descendants of the Zhang family, don't meddle in your own business, aren't you Want to liberate Zhu Jiuyin, this blood of resentment is one of the seven-color sky-replenishing stones you want, the best material for the finishing touch!"

At this moment, Zhang Ziyao could no longer hide the shock in his heart, he waited for Zhang Zixiao and shouted: "Who the hell are you?!!"

"I'm the one who drew "Lake Light and Emerald Green" to lead you to the emerald sky-replenishing stone, and I'm the one who locked the God of Disaster in the wooden box so that you can get the white sky-replenishing stone—" the man said Holding up the mirror, those eyes smiled into a pair of crescent moons, "Drawing the finishing touch, finishing the finishing touch, you probably don't know it, as long as you click on those red blood dragon eyes, Zhu Jiuyin can be liberated from that scroll, even though there is no magic power. Restoring the second floor, but can be free—"

Zhang Zixiao shook his body lightly, and the next second, his clothes were on fire——

Su Lian took a wrong step to protect the immobile Zhang Ziyao.

But at this time, under their surprised gazes, Zhang Zixiao's plain clothes suddenly turned into a fiery red dress!

Accompanied by the person holding the mirror rotating gently, the flames splashed, dressed in red clothes like fire, black hair like ink, skin whiter than snow, only a beautiful woman with red lips like fire appeared in front of them, she had a pair of Like the golden cat's eyes of a leopard, there seem to be countless dilated pupils in the pupils, complex and deep like a kaleidoscope, and four delicate peacock gold hairpins are gently dangling on the head...

After a while, she stopped and stood there looking at Zhang Ziyao coldly.

Behind Zhang Ziyao, Fu Yao knelt down with a numb face, and said indifferently: "My maidservant, Fu Yao, I have met the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Empress Dowager."

Zhang Ziyao's eyes widened slightly.

The woman holding the bronze mirror didn't move at all, as if she didn't notice the existence of Fuyao at all, she just stared at Zhang Ziyao, raised her red lips and said slowly: "Hongye must die, Zhang Ziyao, don't meddle in your own business, for no reason Disappointed Bengong for no reason."

At this moment, Zhang Ziyao was completely shrouded in astonishment. He looked at the woman in front of him and shouted in his heart, "How can we sacrifice the paint obtained by others?" As if he had caught some life-saving straw, he called Zhu Jiuyin's name, and turned around——

The scene he saw immediately was like a basin of cold water being poured over his head.

Zhu Jiuyin stood on the pine branch, with her sleeves folded, her face expressionless.

He looked directly past Zhang Ziyao and Hou Tu, and after a while, under Zhang Ziyao's incredible gaze, he said coldly to the woman: "There is a way not to show up earlier, so I told you to wait, did you do it on purpose? It has been locked in the picture scroll for hundreds of years." Li, are you here to try?"