Fuck you

Nine points of this sound are fear, and one point is real horror.A hundred years ago, a big monster appeared out of nowhere, roaming all over the world, full of cunning, and its whereabouts are a mystery.All the people he stared at have never escaped - no one was alive, no corpse was seen after death, it was completely tantamount to disappearing from the world.

What's even more frightening is that no one has ever seen the true face of the big demon. This monster is named Mirror Demon because it is very good at imitating illusions, lifelike, and even its temperament can be imitated by five or six points, even if it is pulled in front of Tianjun Even if you use the demon mirror, you may not be able to reflect the deity.

Perhaps, he has no real body at all.

The teenagers didn't expect to meet the notorious Mirror Demon here, causing chaos.

Ning Qi signaled them to retreat with a pale face, and walked up to Ming Yuegui, standing opposite to the mirror demon.

He lowered his hand holding the sword, and tilted his head as if feeling something.

Mingyue Gui blinked at him twice quickly, but Ning Qi understood it inexplicably, paused, looked at the mirror demon, and said, "You pretended to be my brother and sneaked in, what about others? What did you do to him?" How is it?!"

The original intention was to delay time, but Ning Qi didn't know what he said wrong. As soon as he finished speaking, the mirror demon couldn't help laughing, and his face changed one by one like turning the pages of a book.

Ning Qi suddenly became nervous, feeling a bad premonition that the next words of this monster would definitely cause him great pain.

The mirror demon had had enough of laughing, and slightly loosened the hand that was pinching Ming Chen's neck, with a relaxed expression and a cruel smile: "Your brother? Then you have to ask yourself! Didn't you shoot him with an arrow yourself? You won't be so soon. Remember? Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

what……

Shoot him with an arrow?

shot who?

Who?

... Ning Yu?

impossible!impossible!

Didn't he shoot a fur monster with that arrow?

……

There was a bang in Ning Qi's ears, as if crawling into two balls of muffled thunder.He could hardly stand anymore, the blood on his face faded, he staggered two steps dizzily, and managed to support the ground with the tip of his sword.

Almost subconsciously, he congealed a phoenix feather spirit arrow, and stabbed fiercely at his shoulder.

Unexpectedly, Mingyue Gui rushed over as if reincarnated, firmly held his hand, and said quickly in his ear: "You will go crazy for a while and then go crazy again! Wait a minute and I will restrain him, you go Grab tomorrow!"

Ning Qi's eyes were red, and he could barely hear what he was saying.On the left wrist that was held high, the fastened demon-locking ring slid down in a hurry, he turned his head tremblingly, the veins on the back of his hand rose and fell several times before he took back the Phoenix Feather Spirit Arrow.

The mirror demon kept staring at Ning Qi, and at this moment Fang smiled and said, "Did you feel distressed? Regret it? Do you think you can make up for the mistakes you made by stabbing yourself with an arrow? Hahahaha!"

When the laughter subsided, the tone suddenly sank: "It doesn't matter, the one who died first was just waiting a little longer on Huangquan Road. I will send you on the road one by one. Of course, I will leave a dog with me. Do you want to think about it?" Consider it?"

When he said the three words "whether or not", Ming Chen's left arm was pulled away abruptly.

Just when the sharp five fingers were about to pierce through Transparent Chen's neck, he felt something terrifying wrapped around his leg.

Sen Lengliang followed his calf all the way to the top of his head, the mirror demon looked down, and the thing holding his calf was actually a black shadow like a human hand!

"Ghost!?"

Gritting his teeth and throwing two words, the mirror demon changed his target and slapped his leg with a palm.

Ming Yuegui heaved a sigh of relief.

This breathing effort was enough, he pushed Ning Qi who was in a daze, and swallowed back the blood in his throat.

At the critical moment, Ning Qi didn't lose the chain. It seemed that he hated him so much that he acted as if he was playing with his life.

Ming Chen's face was whiter than paper, and there was a trace of inexplicable hatred in his eyes. The moment Ning Qi rushed over, he pulled out Ming Xin wrapped around his waist, and stabbed sideways like crazy, completely ignoring his fragility. neck seriously.

Everything happened in an instant, and Ming Yuegui broke out in a cold sweat, almost biting off his rusty tongue.

The mirror demon seemed to be startled by the ghostly hand that appeared suddenly, pushed Ming Chen away and swung into the air.

Hei Mudan got Mingyuegui's order and didn't get too entangled, quickly got off the mirror demon and retreated into the darkness.

The mirror demon's entire face was twitching, the place where the black peony had grabbed it was pitch black, and a wisp of blue smoke emitted as if scorched.He lowered his head, with half of Mingyuegui's and half of Ning Qi's strange face on his face, and looked down at the circle of teenagers staggering around, his eyes suddenly fixed on Mingyuegui's face.

Mirror Demon: "Okay, very good!"

He flicked his hands, and the nails on his ten fingers flew out under the electric light, sinking into the four sides of the mountain wall.Then he let out a long and sharp whistle, stared deeply at Mingyue Gui, and at the moment Ming Xin's sword light rushed over, it turned into black light and fled away.

Mingyuegui frowned, the mirror demon's look was too complicated, as if she wanted to peel him off, but she also seemed happy and wished she could lock her back and watch him every day.

Recognized?

No, it shouldn't.Although he is good at handling the black peony in front of people, he only has one hand.There are tens of thousands of ghost practitioners in the world, and there are eight hundred if not one thousand who can summon ghosts. How can they tell at a glance?

Besides, he is not at all similar to Ming Yuegui from his previous life.

Although Yu Ji is the originator of ghost shadow art and created a murder weapon that everyone flocks to, Black Peony is not the only shadow. There are many people who secretly practice ghost shadow art. The ghost shadow went to steal chickens and dogs repeatedly. During this year, Mingyuegui often heard Xinghe mention it.

"Never mind him." With a big heart, he immediately put the trouble aside, and naturally went to help Mingchen's shoulder, but was pushed away fiercely. The next moment, Mingxin was like a snake spit out a poisonous letter, Turning his face mercilessly, he wrapped his arms around his waist suddenly.

"Is that ghost image yours!" Ming Chen was almost roaring, his arms trembling violently.

More than 200 years later, he still can't forget that bloody scene.

A man who claimed to be his uncle led a group of demons and ghosts to surround Bai Zegu just to ask his aunt for a word.

When Mingchen ran out of the house crying, the uncle who had never met before was slowly pulling out the blood-drinking long knife from Dad's chest. He even remembered the blood rolling down from the tip of the knife, drop by drop. It landed on Niangqin's white skirt.

That dog-like loyal ghost ruthlessly ended A Niang's life amidst Ming Chen's mournful howls.

At the moment when the emperor and his wife died, the Baize God Clan quietly ended its prosperous luck, and there was a kind of sadness and sorrow everywhere.

Mingchen didn't know how important that sentence was, it caused his family to be ruined, and he could only depend on his elder brother for life.

He has had nightmares for more than 200 years.

That bloody dusk was too shocking, Mingchen felt that, except for squeezed out some of his emotions for his brother, the rest were poured into hatred exactly.

He didn't dare to slack off his cultivation for a day, just to find out the ghost that killed his parents one day, imprison him in Bai Zegu, and kowtow to his deceased father and mother day and night to apologize for his sins.

Ming Chen's eyes were reddened, he was anxious, his consciousness was a little bit broken, the black shadow of the palm he saw just now was floating all over his head, and the exclamation of the mirror demon gnashing his teeth.

This is the second time he has gone out, and it is also the second time he has participated in the Sanmushu campaign. When he suddenly saw his old enemy whom he had missed for more than 200 years, he was going crazy.

Even if this ghost is not the one from 200 years ago.