Yan Jiu stood under the wall outside the Yan Mansion and waited patiently, at this time it was getting late, the sunset hung obliquely on the western corner of the mountain and was crumbling, and after a while, most of it fell, reflecting the sunset on the horizon into a gorgeous fiery red, and a large area was splashed on the sky. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Jiu watched quietly until the sky began to darken, and when the last ray of light was also engulfed by darkness, Yan Jiu turned over and jumped into the Yan Mansion......

In the restaurant not far from Yanfu, Hong Aya turned the hourglass upside down and put it on the table, and the sand inside was carved into a thin line, and the "slugging" fell......

Under the Yan Mansion, the chipmunk Yan Jiu opened his limbs and ran wildly in the tunnel he dug. After a while, they arrived at the bottom of the deserted garden, Yan Qing's prison place.

Yan Jiu took out an hourglass and put it beside him, and at this time, only a thin layer of sand had accumulated at the bottom of the hourglass.

Seeing that there was still time, Yan Jiu took out the things he was going to use and looked at them carefully, especially the treasure that Yan Qing said.

I saw that this treasure was bronze all over, with a thick end and a thin end, and it looked a bit like a screw without patterns.

"This is the treasure that can save Yan Qing - the Breaking Formation Cone?"

Yan Jiu thought suspiciously, why did it look no different from the old lady's awl on the sole of her shoes? Immediately, Yan Jiu shook his head, anyway, Yan Qing wouldn't harm himself, he said yes.

Yan Jiu looked at it carefully again, puffed up his cheek pouch and sucked hard at the things, saying that these things were put into his cheek pouch.

Yan Jiu looked at the hourglass beside him, and at this time, the sand under the hourglass was accumulating more and more, and it was almost level with the sand above.

The time is almost up......

In the brightly lit and noisy restaurant, the guests at the table by the window have left at some point, leaving only the silver horns used to settle the bill on the table and the slightly swaying wine in the wine cup.

I only heard a loud "boom", and the house where Steward Yan lived was knocked down with a blow, and for a while, I saw broken tiles and dust.

The sound of the house collapsing was accompanied by the scattered slavery of the Yan Mansion and the screams of all kinds of women.

Hong Aya stepped on the shawl on her arm, stood in mid-air and looked down on the entire Yan Mansion, the night was thick, the red Aya was flying, the gauze was raised, and the end was very cold.

When it became clear that it was the Yan Mansion attacked by Hong Aya, those servants who knew the origin of Red Aya, couldn't help but look at each other, puzzled, suspicious, and all kinds of speculations were endless.

But what surprised everyone was in the back!

Steward Yan, who was supposed to die under the collapse of the house, actually walked out so lightly. With a tap of his toes, he flew up, stepping in mid-air and facing Red Aya, his full head of gorgeous hair striking in the dark night, and there was nothing under his feet.

What a profound cultivation! Red Aya was secretly vigilant in her heart. Although he already knew in advance that Steward Yan was the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, Steward Yan still exceeded Hong Aya's imagination.

I'm afraid, it's a tough battle!

Red Aya took the lead in waving the shawl, and the fire banner suddenly burst into flames, and a fire python meandered out, opening its bloody mouth and biting at Steward Yan!

Steward Yan waved his hand and beckoned a green bamboo cane, and used the staff instead of a sword to swing it vigorously towards the fire python! A sword light swirled in the shape of a triangular bamboo leaf and slashed towards the fire python!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the fire python shook its huge head and managed to dodge, and as soon as its body was set, it swung its tail hard! A fierce tail whip struck at Steward Yan's breaking wind!

Steward Yan held a green bamboo cane and waved it three times in a row! I only heard the three muffled sounds of "poof, puff", and the bamboo blade shot out of the green bamboo cane directly nailed the tail of the fire python in place!

Not only that, but the place where the fire python was shot by the bamboo blade turned black and rotted in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, three big holes were corroded in the tail of the fire python!

The fire python was in pain and roared loudly with its mouth open!

Red Aya secretly exclaimed, "Not good! ”

I didn't expect this Yan housekeeper to be so powerful!

Red Aya closed her eyes, opened her arms, slowly put them together in front of her chest, and pinched her complicated and abnormal fingers with both hands, and a huge mirror outline gradually appeared behind Red Aya.

Hong Aya opened her eyes, and in the eyes of those autumn water, there was a strange pink at this time.

That's the way of the red silk - the mirror flower and the moon.

As the name suggests, "Mirror Flowers and Water Moon" is a fantasy! It will allow you to see the most unwanted memories of your life. In the mirror, there is a staggered shuttle between the virtual and the real, and when you think it is your memory, it will become a sharp blade that takes your life. When you treat it with care, it can pull you into the most painful memories in turn.

However, Hongyan's cultivation is too low, and she only has a glimpse of one of them, that is, the degree to which she will trap Steward Yan.

Still, that's enough.

The phantom of the mirror passed gently through Steward Yan's body, and Steward Yan only felt that it was dark in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already changed places.

Steward Yan looked around suspiciously, where is this? Why am I here?

In the forest of giant trees and vines, an intricate treehouse is built in it, and in the green sunlight illuminated by the lush foliage, the figure of a woman in white can be faintly seen, shuttling through it, bending down to pick up the fallen fruit on the ground.

"Here, yes?"

Steward Yan looked at the strange and familiar scenery around him, and he seemed to have been here.

"Hey, why did you get out of bed?" When the woman in white saw her arrival, she asked very familiarly.

I saw that the woman in white was born extremely beautiful and refined, and her smile was touching. It's just that there are delicate silver lines on the eyebrows, indicating the identity of this woman, this woman is a demon clan......

Seeing that Steward Yan began to immerse himself in his "Mirror Flower Water Moon", Hong Aya took the opportunity to recall the injured fire python.

Although this fire python does not have much attack power, it has accompanied him for decades.

When he found it, he was in the state of the soul, and he happened to have the magic weapon of the fire spirit banner at that time, so he easily put it into the fire spirit flag, who knew that after a long time, this fire python actually reshaped the body with the help of the spirit of the fire spirit flag.

The fire python shook its head and shook its tail back to Hong Aya, looking at Hong Aya aggrievedly, with a pair of fierce triangular eyes full of pity.

Red Aya took out some antidote elixir, crushed it on her fingertips, and gently smeared it on the injured part of the fire python.

As soon as the juice of the elixir touched the putrid poison, it made a soft "sizzling" sound, like water poured into a hot oil pot, and the corrosive wound expanded in the blink of an eye!

Hong Aya hurriedly took out the bottles of pills given by Yan Jiu and poured them all at once. Although the deep wound did not heal immediately, the bone-eating poison did not continue to spread.

The fire python drooped its head and rested weakly on Red Aya's shoulder. Red Aya touched the fire python's head soothingly, and then she put him into the fire flag.

Hong Aya looked at Steward Yan who was trapped in the illusion, and her heart was very anxious, although this mirror flower and water moon are very useful, but she is only a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, and her understanding of the mirror flower and water moon is not very thorough! I'm afraid that it won't be long before this Yan steward will explore the illusion.

"Yan Jiu, you have to be fast......

At this time, Yan Jiu was also busy like an ant on a hot pot.

Hell Yan Qing! Why don't you tell me that this Formation Breaking Cone consumes so many spirit stones! If it weren't for the support of the spirit stone in Yan Qing's storage ring, Yan Jiu would have gone bankrupt a long time ago!

Seeing that the sand in the hourglass was falling more and more, Yan Jiu was even more anxious! What I'm most afraid of is not that Yan Qing crossed the river and demolished the bridge, but that Hongyan couldn't support it, and Steward Yan came! At that time, I am afraid that I will only take a face, and I will be taken to the Hades Palace by Steward Yan!

Yan Jiu directly spit out twenty or thirty medium-grade spirit stones and piled them on the ground, only then did he recite the mantra, driving the Formation Breaking Cone to continue to break the formation.

Every rotation of the Formation Breaking Cone would absorb the spiritual power in Yan Jiu's body, and Yan Jiu could only use the restored Spiritual Qi to drive the Formation Breaking Cone while holding the spirit stone to restore the aura.

Even so, the meridians of Yan Jiu's whole body were overwhelmed, like thousands of small needles, piercing thousands of thorns.

But Yan Jiu's efforts were also rewarded, and the Breaking Formation Cone finally turned from a rickety gyroscopic to a rotating impact drill! In a moment, a fist-sized hole was drilled into the thick stone slab outside the barrier.

Yan Jiu spit out dozens of medium-grade spirit stones again, and only then did he take a few steps back and continue to drive the Formation Breaking Cone.

Time passed minute by minute, the hourglass around him flipped several times, and the broken formation cone was still spinning, quietly drilling a crack on the jellyfish-like barrier. Immediately after that, the cracks increased, forming a small cobweb-like crack in the barrier where the Breaking Cone touched......

And in the same torment with Yan Jiu, there is also Red Aya.

Red Aya's eyes were closed, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her hands closed in front of her chest pinched again and again, even so, the mirror behind her still shook slightly, like a bubble about to burst in the sun.

"Ah Yan, I know where there is Shou Yuanguo, you wait for me at home, I will be back soon!" The woman in white said with a smile like a flower.

The male cultivator with gorgeous hair lying on the bed, his eyes open weakly, his realm cannot be improved, and his longevity is approaching! One of the five decays of heaven and man has appeared.

After tasting the monk's call for wind and rain, who wants to have goosebumps and be dying!

Steward Yan's mouth opened slightly, and he opened and closed it a few times, making a slight sound.

"Ah Yan, what do you want to say?" The woman in white approached Steward Yan and wanted to hear what Steward Yan said.

Steward Yan's arm passed through the body of the demon woman in the shape of a tiger's claw! In the white bloodstained palm, there was a demon pill full of silver inscriptions.

Steward Yan licked the blood splashed on the corner of his lips and laughed softly.

"I said, what I want is not Shou Yuan Fruit, but your Demon Pill!"

The woman in white fell limply, her beautiful face full of shock.

"Ah Yan, why?" She asked weakly.

"Why, you ask?" Steward Yan chuckled.

"Because I don't want to die!"

Steward Yan laughed wickedly, "Hong Aya, you actually want to trap me with this immature avenue, you, you are far away!" ”

The mirror phantom behind Red Aya became more and more illusory, and finally dissipated after two fluctuations!

Hong Aya's eyebrows were furrowed, and a trace of blood quietly appeared at the corner of her lips, this time she was damaged in the sea, and she was afraid that she would have to raise it for a long time.

Thinking about it, there was a wry smile on Hong Aya's face, I was afraid that this time I would even save the general.

The woman in white in front of Steward Yan receded like a tide, and the surrounding scenery quickly melted like thin snow under the scorching sun, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to its original state.

"How dare you probe my secrets! Now, you can give me death! Steward Yan put away the green bamboo cane, clenched his hands into fists, and rushed straight towards the red silk!

Hong Aya hurriedly propped up a wall of fire to resist Steward Yan's attack! It's just a wall of fire that was erected in a hurry, and it was the opponent of Steward Yan in the later stage of foundation building, not to mention that Hong Aya was also injured.

Steward Yan penetrated the wall of fire without hindrance and pasted it to the red silk! The punch landed firmly on Red Aya's waist and abdomen, and Red Silk was directly shot down from mid-air by this huge force, and smashed straight into the previously collapsed stewardship.

"Poof!" Red Aya was half-lying on the gravel, spitting out the blood in her mouth,

With just this punch, his dantian was injured, his meridians were damaged, and he could no longer mobilize a trace of aura in his spiritual veins.

Not far away, Steward Yan walked with leisurely steps, approaching step by step, until he walked to the front of Hong Aya, and raised the green bamboo cane in his hand at her......

But Hong Aya could only lie there half-lying, unable to mobilize spiritual power, unable to cast spells, and was powerless to return to the sky at this time.

"Yan Jiu, I can't help you......" Hong Aya closed her eyes and quietly waited for death to come.

"Damn it!" Steward Yan let out a sigh of annoyance.

Just now, the barrier I set up was broken!

He didn't look at the red silk on the ground again, and hurried to the blood pool.

The fire spirit banner flashed slightly, and the fire python poked out half of its head, and saw that there was no trace of Steward Yan, so it slowly crawled out.

He rolled the red silk onto his back and disappeared into the thick night.

In the pool of blood, Yan Qing opened her half-red and half-black peach blossom eyes......