The sea of fire behind him went out at some point, and everything was calm and pitch black. It's like the other side of the mirror, boundless and dark, and what is always greeted is an endless haze.

"Where's the kid?" The bone elf was only stunned for a second, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the sleeping face in his arms was gone.

In the black and gloomy chaos, a glimmer of light was revealed. The bone elf looked at the glow that shimmered with a soft golden light, and knew that soon the light would drive away all darkness. The world in the mirror is naturally unbreakable.

When the light was shining and the bone elf opened its eyes, it had already stepped out of the mirror. The flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, even if it is in vain, still have their own way of living. There was no way for her to sit silently.

"Swordsman?" She didn't dare to stop, looking in several mirrors that were several heads taller than herself.

Since he can be sucked into the mirror world, it proves that the swordsman can't escape.

As expected, the swordsman slowly stepped on a dusty desert, "The world in the mirror is so similar to reality?" He couldn't help but sigh.

It is almost impossible for any creature to survive for a long time in the desert, and there is only yellow sand in the sky all year round.

The scene in front of me is the same as always, the mirror can reflect the truest side of a person's heart, right? Thinking so, the swordsman unconsciously walked to the place he least wanted to set foot in his life.

Even if it's not true, the swordsman doesn't want to have anything to do with it anymore, because every time he sees these military tents and these soldiers who are training hard under the scorching sun, his heart can't help but ache.

This is how his father died in battle on the frontier of the desert, and because of this, he has traveled many mountains and rivers, but he has never been willing to come to the desert.

"Do you still hate?" Every time a swordsman dreams back at midnight, he always likes to ask such a sentence. There was no answer every time.

He wanted to get out of here. However, what you really care about in your heart will not be escaped because of active avoidance.

The swordsman walked faster and faster, the wounds on his body kept tearing, and he could even feel the bubbling warm current on his skin.

Because of the aggravation of the injury, his breathing also became heavy, and every breath and breath seemed to drive the violent shaking of the lung cavity.

The swordsman was considered to have collapsed, cold sweat flowed layer after layer, and finally his physical strength was exhausted, his eyes were dark, and he fell to the ground and did not wake up.

The scorching sun is very nostalgic for this land, and the temperature not only can't be lowered, but it is also getting more and more intense. The original pale face of the swordsman was actually illuminated by this photo, and it actually showed an unnatural flush.

When he came to his senses again, he was placed on a bed by a good Samaritan.

"Where is this?" He struggled to roll over and get out of bed. Sure enough, the wounds on his body were torn even more severely.

He bared his teeth and gasped, but his movements did not slow down.

The moment he lifted the curtain, he realized that God should let a person meet him, and he could experience anything, not just escape.

"Are you awake?" Seeing that the swordsman woke up, a small soldier walked over to him, looking younger than the swordsman, probably just joined the army.

"Hmm", although there was a strange emotion in his heart, the swordsman still responded first.

Completely exposing half of his body hidden in the shadows, the swordsman was bathed in the extremely hot sunlight in the desert. The thoughts in my heart seemed to be wavy again.

"I haven't asked you yet!" The little soldier came to his side at some point: "Why did you come to the barracks?" ”

"Ahh The swordsman's face turned white in an instant, even if it is the world in the mirror, the people and things that appear here don't need to be so aggressive, right?

"I, I'm passing by." The swordsman squeezed out a smile, this reason is too far-fetched, let alone someone else, even he himself doesn't believe it.

The armor-clad soldier patted him lightly on the shoulder and walked away with a smile: "We're going to assemble, you can rest well." ”

Looking at his departing figure, the swordsman knew that his words were really hard for others to believe. After all, this is where the army is stationed.

He couldn't think of any way to leave the world in the mirror for a while, and when the wound on his body was torn again, he already felt a faint pain in his brain.

Perhaps, the only urgent task is to find a place for good students to cultivate, and there is really nothing left.

He was about to turn around and lie down on the bed inside, but the neighing of the war horse broke out almost simultaneously behind him.

He paused, and out of nowhere came a large number of troops, wielding spears and broadswords under the sweep of the heat, and every time the sword rose and fell, it was bound to see blood.

A patch of yellow sand was quickly stained red with bloodstains, and the corpses of soldiers were all over the place.

"Run, run." The little soldier who went and came back pushed the swordsman away: "If you don't leave, it's too late." ”

Originally, it was a confrontation between the two armies, and it really shouldn't have affected this young man who came here by mistake.

His heartbeat, which was already gradually steady, broke out in his chest when he heard the word run, and he shook off his hands that were pushing his back: "I'm not leaving!" ”

Whoever goes, is a coward. What's more, now he is no longer a child who can only stare at the anxious eyes, a martial arts, even if he can't save others, self-protection is more than enough.

Seeing that he was so persistent, Xiao Bing couldn't help but say: "You are injured, the knives of those barbarians are fast and the tip of the spear, how many times do you think you can take it?" ”

"I ......" The swordsman was speechless for a while, and the reason for the silence was not that he thought that he could withstand a few rounds of attacks from the other party, but that he was thinking, if he died in the mirror world, then in the real world, would he also die?

Or, is it just here?

Xiao Bing watched his comrades continue to die under the enemy's iron cavalry, and gritted his teeth: "Oh, whatever you want." ”

He wielded a broadsword and slashed at the enemy in the distance. The enemy had the upper hand, and they were defenseless, so to speak.

Besides, the enemy is riding on horseback, and they don't even have time to get on the horse, how can they match it, this time, it is just an egg hitting a stone.

Xiaobing knew very well in his heart that he was afraid that he would lose this war without a fight. However, he still didn't want to give up, killing one counted as one, and killing two counted as a pair.

The swordsman pulled out his own fish intestine sword from behind, because of the injury, it was a little more than enough to manipulate this sword today.

However, it should be more than enough to deal with enemies who can only teach some foreign boxing.

"Get out of the way." A sword light flew out of the swordsman's hand, with a strong aura of slaughter. All the people present couldn't help but be stunned, whether it was the enemy army or their own side.

The little soldier's reaction was quite fast, and just when the sword light seemed to be about to touch him, one turned sideways and dodged it.

Fortunately, there is no danger. However, this sword shadow of the swordsman is extremely lethal to the enemy army, and there is no chance of parrying at all.