The rear of the battlefield, at this moment, is empty.

All the soldiers who still had the strength to fight were mixed into the armies of various families, and now only those who were seriously wounded remained.

At this moment, a figure suddenly swept all the way through the empty training ground like the wind, and walked directly towards the place where the wounded and sick were placed.

He seemed to be in a hurry, his sleeves fluttering, but he didn't look at anything around him at all, and his figure flashed, and he swept out ten meters away.

That person is none other than Shao Nian.

He didn't know why he was in such a hurry, in a hurry...... Take one last look at the girl named Luo Yi before the war.

He didn't want to, and shouldn't have been, but there was a voice in his heart telling him to go and see her.

In fact, he didn't hear anything that Luo Yifan said to him when he was arranging the army just now, but he just subconsciously replied, and he didn't even think about it.

Shao Nian didn't know what was wrong with him, but he felt that as long as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of Luo Yi's bloodied and seriously injured figure.

She seemed to be saying something to herself, but Shao Nian couldn't hear it.

When he opened his eyes, he realized that this was just a fantasy, but this fantasy was so real, so real that he was afraid and didn't dare to think about it.

What are you afraid of, afraid of losing her?

He didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

Either way, he couldn't accept it.

Then just don't think about it. Just do it.

At this time, Shao Nian's heart was to take a look at Luo Yi. Restlessness and irritability all arise from her, which has never happened to Shao Nian.

His emotions have never been dominated by anyone, and she is the first.

Shao Nian's pace was hurried, and the scenery around him was rapidly retreating, but he only felt very slow.

Suddenly, a bright red color entered his eyes.

He was stunned, paused, and looked around, only to realize that he had walked completely instinctively to the place where the wounded were housed.

Some of the wounded were laughing together, some were in a daze, and many more had not woken up yet.

And everyone turned a blind eye to Shao Nian, who deliberately hid his figure.

He hides himself just so that he doesn't bother others to see it.

Shao Nian looked around, discerned the direction, and walked towards a corner.

In a corner, Jing was lying quietly in a pile of haystacks, looking calm, as if she was asleep, but Shao Nian knew that it was just the appearance, and at this moment, she might be hovering on the line between life and death.

When Shao Nian saw Jing Ran lying there safely, the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

However, after worrying, there is heartache.

Shao Nian stood still by the haystack, looking at the mirror that shattered at the touch of porcelain, and his heart ached. He was about to help her get a haircut, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he paused, realizing that his behavior was inappropriate.

He opened his mouth to say something, but found that he couldn't speak.

Eventually, he looked at the mirror's pale face, which seemed to be asleep, silent.

The sun became more and more dazzling, slanting on the side of Shao Nian's face, refracting close to his eyes, and he seemed to be unconscious.

From time to time, the wounded stood up, approached, then walked away, and then walked back, but Shao Nian still maintained that posture.

As the day went west, Shao Nian finally moved.

He took one last look at his glasses, then turned away, his back, somewhat determined.

Not long after Shao Nian left, a wall behind the haystack where the mirror was lying suddenly rippled with a strange ripple, and immediately, a slender figure slowly emerged in the rippling ripples.

He was dressed in a dark ancient costume, holding a folding fan in his right hand, and his appearance was delicate and masculine, but his eyebrows were full of rebellion.

It's no one else, that's right.

At this moment, a wounded man approached from a distance. At first, he didn't notice the inconspicuous ripples in the air, but the next moment, he saw a figure in the afterglow that he had never seen before!

The wounded snorted and was immediately alert. He turned his head suddenly, and when he was about to see the person who suddenly appeared, he suddenly squinted, and counted the dots in the air with one hand, and suddenly, an invisible barrier rose from under his feet, enveloping the mirror and him.

The wounded man turned back, but found nothing unusual. In his opinion, the mirror was still lying quietly on the haystack, completely unaware that a person appeared within a radius of five meters.

The wounded man frowned, he obviously felt the fluctuation of true qi, but he didn't see anything, so he had to give up, and when he left, he muttered to himself: "Hell, I don't remember that I ever sensed a problem?"

Inside the barrier, Ran stared at the wounded man until he left, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He first looked around to make sure that there were no loopholes in the prohibition of his subordinates in his hurry, and then he looked in the mirror, his eyes sparkling and somewhat incomprehensible.

Ran looked at it for a while, and then let out a chuckle, but there was no half of comfort in the smile, it was all stunned, and there was a touch of mockery.

I don't know if he was mocking himself or the sleeping mirror.

After a long while, he said to himself: "I want to see you once..... It's really not easy, but I can't die without help. ”

There is no relationship between his upper and lower sentences, and he doesn't know what he wants to say.

Squatted down in front of the mirror, stretched out his hand, and put it on the forehead of the mirror, only to find that the touch was amazingly cold.

Unlike the heat when ordinary people have a fever, the whole body of the mirror is like a piece of ice, exuding cold all the time.

Ran raised his eyebrows, for the first time, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He felt his hand again, then felt the physical condition of the mirror, and after confirming it again, he was convinced that his perception was not wrong.

It's really a hallucination, and it's the kind of illusion that I don't want to wake up.

Ran sighed lightly, closed his eyes, put one hand on the forehead of the mirror, and meditated, and in the next moment, an invisible hand that connected nature and the forehead of the mirror connected the two of them.

True Qi naturally gushed out of the body, and then all of it submerged into the mirror's body.

If you look closely, you will see that the part where the two of them come into contact is faintly glowing!

However, the color of this light was not the gray-black color of ordinary ghost spells, but a faint dark red light!

Yes, but what is being used at this moment is one of the forbidden techniques recognized by the ghost race and the human race, crossing the soul.

As the name suggests, the soul of the person who casts the spell is forcibly crossed into the body of another person. This kind of exercise itself is not very evil, the reason for prohibiting it is more because of the danger, if one is not careful, then the souls of two people will live together, or both souls will be scattered, leaving only two walking corpses.

Shao Nian and Luo Yifan were helpless against the Mirror's sleep, they had no chance to come into contact with the forbidden arts. But the forbidden technique of soul crossing is best used here, better than never waking up.

This time, however, she wants to transfer her soul to the body of the mirror and awaken her soul.

Mirror's face, which had been calm and waveless, suddenly changed. Her brows were furrowed, even unconsciously, she felt a great pain, which showed how much pain she herself had.

However, it was also a light snort, and the originally jade-like and warm face looked a little hideous at this moment.

His consciousness and body are connected, unlike the mirror, which is completely instinctive, so what he shows is countless times more painful than the mirror.

Ran gritted his teeth, but he didn't stop.

As the speed of the true qi in his body became faster and faster, the red glow under his palm became more and more prosperous, from dark red, to crimson, and now crimson!

He gritted his teeth, fine beads of sweat broke out on the tip of his nose, and he still pressed the forehead of the mirror and refused to let go.

Only one last step is missing.

Ran pursed his lips tightly, and there was not a trace of joy between his eyebrows and eyes, because he knew that success or failure was at this moment.

The eyelashes of the mirror trembled slightly, and he was about to wake up.

Just when he felt the mirror's soul slowly returning, suddenly, the light in his palm suddenly dimmed!

The true qi in his body...... Dried up.

Ran's heart stopped beating at that moment.

He watched as the mirror's slightly trembling eyelashes stopped fluttering, and then her eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and even formed a Sichuan character on her originally smooth forehead!

And the places where his hands touched were getting colder and colder. Unlike the previous slumber, at this moment, the vitality of the mirror is indeed losing a little.

How could it be...... Such?

Ran was stunned. The knife-like pain caused by the broken link was nothing at that moment, the pain made him more conscious. He forgot to look at the source of the problem, forgot how to make amends, and just looked in the mirror with fear, scared, and at a loss.

He clearly knows that between life and death, there is a glimmer of heaven, but it is an abyss that can never be crossed. If it fails, then the good ones become idiots, and the bad ones ...... Life is not in danger.

And the symptoms reflected by the mirror show nothing more than the option of death.

She, the person she protects herself, how can she bury her life in her own hands?

What to do!

Ran looked at his hands in a daze, and then looked at the mirror, helpless.

He panicked, panicked like never before.

At this moment, the eyes of the mirror opened without warning.

However, her eyes are not as deep as usual, but black, and even the whites of her eyes are black.

It was as black as an eternal night, and as dark as a dark night without light.

In the black pupils, it is no longer cold, but indifferent, the kind of coldness that ignores everything, as if everything has nothing to do with her.

It's like...... I saw through the lightness of everything, that indifference.

The originally sunny sky suddenly darkened, and the thunderclouds rolled, as if the next moment it would rain heavily.

At the same time, an incomparably terrifying coercion emanated from the lying mirror. That coercion no longer comes from strength, but from the momentum she seems to have been born with, terrifying, but there is no way to resist!

Ran was shocked, and before he could rejoice, the pressure of the abyssal sea was about to make him sit paralyzed on the spot!

Jing An lay quietly, but he felt that the coercion on the mirror was no less than that of the Ghost Emperor, and he felt that he was facing the king, the natural king.

ps: This is called, there was a loud bang in the sky, and Lao Tzu appeared brightly.