"Who?!"

In the Qing'e Underground Palace, at the end of the long corridor, the Qing'e guarding the entrance of the Array Palace saw a blue-clothed girl pushing a wooden wheelchair out, frowning between her eyebrows, and immediately drank coldly.

"It's me. Lou Wuzhi walked out from behind the wooden chair and squinted and looked at several Qing'e.

"Lord!" the women hurriedly knelt on their knees, and their words were all respectful.

"She is Mr. Duanmu, the Qingyun Sect Master, and she is entrusted by me to enter the Formation Palace, don't worry. Lou Wuzhi pointed to the man in the chair.

When Qing'e kneeled on the ground heard this, her expression was all grim, and she looked at the white-clothed person in the chair with a little reverence and curiosity.

The woman's expression was indifferent, quiet and calm. Three thousand green silk is like a waterfall, the snow hair on the temples hangs lightly, the eyebrows are distant and quiet, and there is no sadness and joy around the body.

"Meet Mr. Duanmu!"

The man in the chair lowered his eyes and saluted: "You don't have to be polite. ”

The women fell to the ground for a moment, and then got up cautiously, still carefully looking at the white shadow. The look was respectful.

Lan Suwan slowly pushed the white-clothed man to the huge stone door behind the Qing'e people.

Qing'e, who was the leader, looked at the wooden wheelchair, and said with a difficult face: "Sir, please stop, the stone gate of this array of palaces weighs more than a thousand catties, and there is a Buqi array guarding the warden, only the housekeeper and the housekeeper can enter, please ...... sir."

Before the words fell, I saw a flash of cold light, and a few silver needles shot towards the stone gate, falling on the four sides of the giant gate, silently entering, like mud.

Everyone who saw it was shocked, and Rin looked at the back of the needle that reflected the cold light slightly. I didn't see how that person made a move.

"Little Blue. The woman's voice was extremely cold, and she said a word lightly, then slowly lowered her five fingers and put her hands in her sleeves.

Lan Suwan replied, "Yes, Master." In the next moment, with a twist of the wrist, dozens of invisible silks were thrown out and wrapped around the back of the silver needle, and the four sides were connected with silk threads, and they were pulled by Lan Suwan to the ears of the people in white.

When Fang got closer, he saw that the person in the chair raised his head, and a silver needle shot into the right side of the giant door.

Everyone was shocked when they saw it, and before they came back to their senses, they heard two sonorous short sounds of "ding" sound inside the stone gate, and then the heavy stone gate rumbled upward.

"As soon as you enter the battle, everything is unpredictable, Duanmu will not pass the master of Lou She...... If you can get out of the battle safely, you will personally take this Luo mirror key and return it to your house. The man in white nodded to Lou Wuzhi, and the color behind him calmed down, and Lan Suwan pushed him into the stone gate of the Array Palace.

"You...... Be careful. The young man shouted at the back of the man in white, stood in front of the Qing'e, and saw the heavy stone gate rumbling down and closing heavily.

Silently kick up the mud and dust.

……

In the dark forest on the outskirts of Guangling County, the sound of rain is like thunder, and an emerald paper umbrella is lightly hidden under the evergreen green green wood branches, and the rain is dripping into a curtain.

The man holding the umbrella looked closely at a curtain hole a few feet away, and the five fingers on the handle of the umbrella were clenched very tightly.

A plain figure from far and near.

The emerald figure under the paper umbrella immediately turned around and knelt down on one knee facing the visitor, regardless of the rain and muddy. "See the Shadow Lord. ”

"Is the public losing Ming dead?" the person who came quietly held on to a small umbrella, and his voice was soft.

"Shadow Lord, yes. ”

"Mei Shuying, did she have time to ask anything?"

The kneeling man's head drooped slightly. And he heard only one word. ”

"Which word?"

"Ink. ”

The plain-clothed woman's expression was a little colder, and she looked at the person on the ground and said coldly, "You are late." ”

Shadow Wood is lower and lower. His legs were soaked in the mud and rain of the forest, and he didn't say a word.

"Gong Yiming is not Mei Shuying's opponent, but if he introduces people into the formation, you will not feel at ease. ”

"Subordinates don't dare to ......"

Guo Xiaoyu looked at the curtain hole crawling all over the vines, and said in a light voice: "With Mei Shuying's intelligence, I'm afraid I have already decided in my heart...... It's not bad for this 'ink' word. She turned back the way she came: "Let's go, we should go back." ”

But the people on the ground hesitated, and looked back at the curtain hole again.

The plain-clothed woman's expression faded: "What, do you still want to help him?"

The person in Cui Yi was immediately panicked, abandoned his umbrella and lay on the ground: "My subordinates don't dare!"

"Then let's go. ”

Kageki did as he was told, picked up the paper umbrella and followed behind the plain-clothed man.

Guo Xiaoyu said lightly: "You don't have to worry too much, how can this person die so easily? Originally, Gong Yiming used his example as a bait to lure Mei Shuying into the battle in order to get himself out of this person's entanglement, but he was also forced to ask this word in the formation, which shows his ability. ”

The emerald figure lowered his head and held an umbrella, and followed behind Guo Xiaoyu step by step, and after hearing this, he couldn't help but say: "How did the shadow master know that Gong Yiming was forced by him to ask this word in the formation?"

Guo Xiaoyu smiled slightly: "If you weren't trapped in the formation, you killed Gong Shuying at the critical time when you were forced by Mei Shuying to be questioned by him, how could Mei Shuying let you go?" ”

Shadowwood bowed his head: "Yes...... As expected by the shadow master, Mei Shuying was trapped by the formation and could not come out, so that his subordinates could take advantage of it. ”

Guo Xiaoyu walked slowly in the forest, and his figure was far away: "Mei Shuying was defeated by Chen Meng for a while. But Gong Yiming used Chen Meng's array palace to deal with Mei Shuying, Qing'e She should not know about this matter, otherwise with Lou Wuzhi and Mei Shuying's friendship, Chen Meng may not be willing. ”

"That's ......," Shadowwood said again.

"I wish this person could be trapped and die in battle, but I am afraid that I can only think about it. ”

Shadowwood was silent.

"He has a double glass protector, he has amazing talents, and his martial arts are unfathomable. If you don't encounter too much restraint, it will be difficult to fall into danger. ”

The emerald figure was stunned when he heard this, and looked back at the cave that was getting farther and farther away, with a faint worry in his eyes.

……

"Childe be careful!" Yingli called urgently, and hurriedly jumped up, but saw that the stones and trees around her moved and changed again, rapidly falling, forward, and backward, bringing her to a damp and closed mire.

The sludge under his feet fell easily, and it was difficult to gain a foothold, and he couldn't get a moment of respite.

Yingli's face was extremely solemn, and he stuck his sword on the moving stone wall to breathe for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw that the people not far away were still difficult to get out of between the four mirror walls.

Mei Shuying looked around at the rotating mirror wall, the jade fan in her hand became tighter and tighter, and countless phantoms flickered and disappeared in the mirror, and finally turned into reality, slowly approaching. Red Plum Qiyan, he jumped back to dodge, behind him was a phantom attack, Mei Shuying turned around in mid-air, the jade fan was raised, and he was about to shoot it down...... At a glance, he saw the faint illusion of the side, and the fan in his hand was instinctively stagnant.

A cold arrow roared past, piercing through the flesh from the top of Mei Shuying's right wrist, bringing out a ball of blood.

"Childe!" Yingli saw it in the quagmire on that side, and her voice was even more worried.

The array of the mirror heart, the heart demon reflects the mirror, transforms the virtual and the real, and is trapped and bound.

The woman in red saw him from afar, her face was confused, stunned, and stunned, but she just didn't make a move...... Countless times in the face of cold arrows released from tricky angles, none of them were willing to smash them with a jade fan, blindly dodging, restraining their hands to the extreme, and their bodies became more and more chaotic.

"Childe! What you see is not true!

The people in the formation didn't seem to hear it, their eyebrows were tightly twisted, their faces were cold, their cold and thin lips were tightly pursed, and their eyes became more and more chaotic in the flash.

This situation and this scene are vaguely reappearing, and suddenly it seems to have seen the self many years ago, still retreating like this, fulfilling or buried. It's hard to kill these illusionistic dangers.

More and more phantoms were wrapped around Mei Shuying, and the person holding the jade fan tightly in his hand looked at them, looking at them, and his heart suddenly became impetuous. His eyes were cold.

It's just an illusion, why did it come to me like this...... Besides, what if I hurt you?!

The hand holding the fan tightened suddenly, and the power between his fingers came out of the handle, striking hard at the cluster of white shadows that were close to him.

In the distance, Yingli saw the jade fan "snap" and hit the cold arrow, and shot back backwards between Mei Shuying's wrists, and the continuous impact on the follow-up cold arrows made a sonorous sound, and countless iron arrows crashed back into the mirror wall.

Mei Shuying spun around and fell, and the cold white phantoms around him were slowly collapsing, and he slammed it mercilessly, his face was cold, and he was already unforgiving.

Yingli saw it, and her face couldn't help but be happy.

The surrounding mirror walls were hit by iron arrows, and finally cracks began to appear, Mei Shuying saw that all the phantom illusions in the wall were illusory, and the only one slowly moved out from behind the mirror wall, getting closer and closer to herself.

"It's really tiresome to appear again and again!" Mei Shuying said coldly, slapping it hard.

"Pavilion Master. ”

Then I heard the illusion whisper two words, and it was very real.

Mei Shuying couldn't help but be stunned, and her hand paused. It's just that the next moment, Huo Ran was extremely cold and angry, and his eyes were cold with anger: "Don't you say that I will plant it again? It's just some phantoms, how can this son be so stupid? Duanmu Xiaoxian, I have always wanted you to die!"

The killer move is coming.

The person in the wooden wheelchair sighed slightly: "I don't know, it turns out that the pavilion master has such a deep grudge against Duanmu......

Frozen in his wrist, Mei Shuying shook suddenly: "You-"

The man in white sat in the chair, looked up at the person in front of him, and said with a slight bow: "I haven't seen you for many years, and the pavilion master is fine...... Duanmu is courteous. ”

Not far away, Yingli was stunned.

Resentment, greed, hatred, can't ask for it, can't let go...... This mirror heart array reflects the desire of the heart, which makes it difficult for the son to break out in the array...... Is it the phantom of Duanmu Immortal?!