"Miao!" Lou Wanyu let out another mournful cry, brushing the mirror surface of the floating mirror, hoping that it would open again.

Mingyuan and the faint brother also rushed over immediately, and everyone was a little unsure of what to do.

I only heard that Ming Yuan was in a trance, and said to himself: "The Ukiyo Mirror punishes ten thousand demons... Slim her..."

Lou Xuantian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly angrily grabbed his shirt and shouted: "Don't you dare to talk nonsense! Miao Miao will be fine! I will smash it and save Miao Miao!"

After finishing speaking, Lou Xuantian shook Ming Yuan away, raised the Lang Evil Giant Knife and was about to slash towards the Ukiyo Mirror.

"Big brother, don't do it! If this mirror is broken, she really won't be able to come back!" Lou Lanfeng ran over and held his wrist hard.

"Ah!!h

"Mingyuan!! Lou Wanyan raised his head and suddenly looked at him very seriously, "You must have a way, right?"

Ming Yuan half knelt on the ground, hung his head, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "This demon clan who has entered the floating mirror, no one has ever returned. Even if it's slim... Even if she could escape the destruction of this ukiyo-e mirror, there was not much medicine that could sustain her broken soul..."

"So, there's really no way to do it?" Lou Wanyan was extremely sad, but tried his best to force himself to calm down.

Years of experience as a leader have taught him that the more times like this, the more he must not mess with himself.

"Miao Miao has looked through all the magic weapon books of the demon race, she should know the way to get out of this floating mirror. If that immortal Gu Nian Miao had saved him before, and he also saved her once in a crisis, perhaps, there was some hope. It's just that the way to help is so slim, even I can't think of it... This ukiyo-e mirror cannot be broken. Let's keep it to see if we can see if something miracles happen. Ming Yuan picked up the ukiyo-e mirror and gently wiped the mirror.

"There will be miracles. Slim luck has always been excellent. She'll be back, right?" Lou Lanfeng tried to pull out a smile.

The wind swiftly passed through the woods, and his voice was immediately swallowed up, and he stood for a long time, but no one answered him.

Perhaps, all this is just a lie to comfort yourself.

But no matter what a lie is, you can't give up anyway, it's always good to have hope...

There is chaos in the mirror, and the wind and dust are turbulent.

Tian Miao knew the power of this floating mirror, but he didn't expect this cultivation to disperse so quickly.

I felt like a clay pot that had suddenly burst through a huge gap, and I couldn't do anything about it as I watched the water gush out.

She and Mo Yi were falling rapidly, unable to stop their figures, just as she also couldn't stop the passage of her own life.

The wind and sand are vast, and I can't see his appearance clearly. Qian Miao suddenly felt that with him by his side, it was not so terrifying.

Tightening the water-covered silk in his hand, he tried to tell him how to crack the floating mirror by means of sound transmission.

Mo Yi didn't notice the strangeness of the plenty, he just wanted to find Qing'e first.

Until her voice suddenly sounded in her head, there was a hint of weakness and desolation.

"Listen to me... This is the world of the Ukiyo-e Mirror, an extremely evil magic weapon left by the ancestor of the Demon Race. Can... It can force out the soul of the immortal. But you don't have to worry yet, because the center of this activation is the Qing'e Fairy, and the ukiyo-e mirror will only chase this so-called center, so you are safe. However, if you want to save her, you must find her primordial spirit within 7749 days and find a way to awaken her. In this way, you can take her away from the mirror. ”

Such a passage has almost exhausted all of its mana. Although she tried her best to suppress it, she still couldn't stop the blood from surging, and it kept rolling up her throat, a large fishy smell, and she didn't even have the strength to vomit, so she could only let a big mouthful of blood spill down her lips and disperse into the wind.

There was a dead silence in my ears, and I couldn't hear anything, not even the wind.

The fingers moved lightly, but the light picker on the opposite side still didn't give her even a hint of reaction.

There was a sudden throbbing pain in my brain, and I remembered what he said: "I knew I shouldn't believe in you demons!"

With his last breath, he passed another sentence: "This time, I really didn't lie to you..."

But the words 'trust me' never had the strength to say it anymore.

In an instant, the color of his lips faded, and his face was as pale as ash.

As she slowly closed her eyes, the whole world was dark, and her heart was as cold as being thrown into an ice hole.

Fingers slowly loosen the water-covered silk...

In fact, Mo Yi heard every word of the words very clearly.

It's just that he didn't know the state of the inclination, and he would never have thought that there would be such a stupid person.

The wind and dust are crazy, and he is still thinking about Qing'e. This world is so weird, I can't let her alone.

Suddenly, something warm splashed on his face, staining his vision bright red.

I always feel that such a scene is a little distressing, but I don't dare to think about it, I don't dare to recall that bloody memory.

Accompanied by her sentence: This time, I really didn't lie to you... , Mo Yi suddenly felt that the originally tightly bound water-covered silk on his wrist was loosened and raised in the wind, like a butterfly folding its wings.

Mo Yi was stunned, he didn't have time to think about it, and immediately grabbed the water-covered silk with his backhand, but found that there was no one on the other side.

Frowning his brows, he raised his sleeve and used a spell to separate the dust and sand, and finally saw clearly that the man who was as pale as a paper painting was falling unconsciously.

struggled to catch up and hugged her into his arms, but he was shocked to find that there was almost nothing left of her cultivation, and her body was as cold as a dead person.

"What's the matter with you?!!" Shaking her vigorously, he asked loudly, but he didn't know what kind of answer he wanted.

She felt like she was stuck in an icy mire, and her whole body hurt like she had been ground to the bone.

Suddenly, I seemed to hear a sad voice, somewhat familiar, still clear.

Heartbeat... It's so strong, but it's not my own, but it's inexplicably more powerful.

She slowly opened her eyes. Oh, sure enough, it's the immortal who is as stupid as a stone.

She tried her best to pull out a smile, and that look melted into Mo Yi's eyes, suddenly familiar and painful.

The wind was howling, engulfing her faint voice immediately, but he still heard it clearly, but it was just too much nonsense, like a kind of Ling Chi on his heart.

What he said was: This floating mirror also punishes the cultivation of the demon clan. I... I'm afraid I'm going to die, you're going to... Go find her.

As the words fell, the pair of pupils that were like black gems instantly lost their brilliance and slowly closed. Like she once was, she will never be seen again.

Blood!

Someone who is going to die!

Why do you have to see this scene repeatedly? Why did she come when she knew she was going to die? She was like that...

"No! I won't let you die!" Mo Yi hugged her tightly, his eyes as if they had been quenched, scarlet and cold.

He quickly condensed, the immortals around him bloomed, the white light burst out, dazzling like the scorching sun, and the floating dust retreated.

In mid-air, the moon-white figure could clearly be seen intertwined with the cyan in his arms, like a white lotus with blue leaves.

Mo Yi didn't have time to think about anything else, and quickly cultivated his immortal into the body of the Falling Miao.

He must save her, he will not allow her to die!

White fluorescent fluorescent flowed out from his fingertips, as soft as the bright moon, dissolving into her body little by little, but there was no reaction at all, still cold, just like his state of mind.

She felt as if she was about to go to a very dark and cold place, and wanted to stop, but there was no way to do it.

She understands that it is the final destination, the place where she has to go.

"You must not die, you must not die!!" Who cried out so poignantly?

She stopped and looked around, except for darkness and darkness. I always feel as if I have forgotten something, what I have lost, but what is it? I can't remember.

Suddenly, a light suddenly descended from the darkness, and a bright moon appeared in front of him, and he wanted to get closer to the past no matter what.

It was so quiet that no other sounds could be heard. It's just that the soft light paves a warm path in front of her eyes.

Come, come back, it seems that someone is nostalgic for her.

A good-looking smile curls into your lips, and there is nothing to be afraid of when you step on such a road, in such a place, no matter what kind of place it is...

After a long time, the person in Mo Yi's arms finally had some blood, and his breathing slowly stabilized.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but he still hugged her tightly, not daring to let go.

What is the ridiculous thing? It seems to be himself from beginning to end, trying to stay away in every possible way, and even saying something sharp, but getting closer...

As the wind and dust subsided, the water-covered silk wrapped around them, shining with a soft light, like a barrier for guards.

After a long time, the two finally landed on the ground.

Mo Yi looked around with a tilt in his arms, a little stunned.

It turns out that the world in this floating mirror is really not much different from the outside world. It's just another world!

There is a small stream in front of you, the water is clear, and there are swimming fish.

There was a thatched hut in front of the stream, and it looked like no one was living there.

Because of Mo Yi's cultivation, except for some injuries caused by anger, his life was finally saved.

She slowly opened her eyes, just in time to see him looking down at her. His eyes seemed to have a million words, but he just looked at her and didn't say a word.

"I'm better, you can let me down...", Tilt whispered, a blush on her cheeks.

Mo Yi was in a trance, it stands to reason that there is no way for the cultivation of the immortal clan to be transferred to the demon clan, at that time he was just thinking about trying hard, and the dead horse was used as a live horse doctor, but he didn't expect it to be really useful. And in the process of that cultivation. I always feel that my mind is connected to her, but I can't figure out why.

Down...

Putting these strange thoughts aside, he put her down and helped her to the thatched hut.

Mo Yi pushed open the door, and the world in this floating mirror was indeed so real even the dust.

Then he flicked his fingers, and the silver light flashed, and the whole room immediately became bright and clean.

He helped her to the table and sat down, with a grim, serious expression on his face.

He asked in a deep voice, "Since you know that this floating mirror has destroyed your cultivation, why do you want to follow up?"

He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled faintly: "Because... When I found out, I had already followed. However, I don't regret it at all... Even if Fang Cai really died, he wouldn't regret it..."

Her smiling expression overlapped with the pain in the dust of memory, once upon a time, when he was still in the middle of the love tribulation, there was such a woman, who also said the same thing...