Xia Zizhu pulled Xia Yuhai's arm and said aggrievedly: "Father, I understand, I don't blame you, I know that you are wholeheartedly for me, it seems that the slave really should not die, and this time it is also a miscalculation."

I didn't expect that the ancient beasts couldn't deal with her, I don't know if she really has any outstanding skills?"

"Hmph, the magic mirror can recognize her as the master, it is impossible not to take care of her, the magic mirror is an artifact obtained by our ancestors and the enemy of the sky, the legend is huge, I have been in contact with it many times, and I have never understood its mystery. Xia Yuhai said unwillingly.

Xia Zizhu's eyes lit up: "Father, according to what you say, is the magic mirror helping her?"

This magic mirror has always been an artifact worshiped by my witch clan, but it has not made any contribution to our witch clan, so if we destroy the magic mirror, then no one will oppose me as a saint.

Whoever my father wants to be a saint in the future, he will let him be a saint, so isn't that a slave worth mentioning?"

Xia Yuhai suddenly became angry, he pointed at Xia Zizhu's nose and said: "Nonsense, don't let outsiders hear this kind of rebellious words, you will die."

Zhu'er, do you know why we have been worshipping the magic mirror? The magic mirror is a stone left by Nuwa when she mended the sky, it is not only mysterious, but also very mysterious, legend has it that people, gods and demons want to get it, but our ancestors conquered it and let it recognize the Lord, otherwise we don't know what the consequences of its power will be, but we can't get into trouble. ”

Speaking of this, Xia Yuhai's eyes instantly sharpened: "If the magic mirror can be used by me, why am I afraid of the Holy Maiden, why am I afraid of Wushan Yun?"

Xia Zizhu frowned, and said suspiciously: "Father wants to get the magic mirror, but the magic mirror can only recognize the master by itself, and we don't know if there is any way to make it surrender on its own initiative!"

"Hmph, the saint only appears once in a hundred years, as long as this saint exists in name only, I will have a hundred years to study, sooner or later, one day, I will understand its mysteries, don't talk about the witch clan at that time, I will also take the whole world into my pocket, gods and demons are not afraid, so many years, they can't find the magic mirror!"

Xia Zizhu smiled proudly: "It's exactly what I want, leave this task to me, I'm going to track down Xia Kucao, and the ends of the earth will wipe her out and realize my father's great cause!"

"For my father for so many years, I have endured humiliation and burden, cowering and shrinking, from today on, I finally don't have to look at other people's faces anymore, they will all surrender to me in the future, Zhu'er, thank you for your hard work, even if you leave the witch clan at all costs, you must find the holy daughter, and when she dies, the magic mirror will be at your fingertips!"

"Yes, father, I'll leave immediately!" Xia Zizhu hugged her fists, full of spirit, and her heart was extremely excited, whether it was a saint or a princess, it was an excellent choice.

"You take the five hermits I trained with you, they can secretly help you succeed, remember not to be rash, analyze the pros and cons, and if you move, you will be deadly, otherwise you would rather not move!"

Xia Zizhu nodded obediently, knelt down to worship Xia Yuhai, and said goodbye.

When Xia Kucao woke up, it was already afternoon, and the sun was a little dazzling, so she packed her package while it was bright, prepared two sets of men's clothes, packed two flatbreads, and prepared to go.

When I changed my clothes, I threw the iron ring of the ghost city on the bed, changed my clothes, put on the package, and closed the door and left.

Xia Kucao plans to go north on this trip, she is now in the middle, either choose to go north or choose to go south, but the south is desolate, sparsely populated, and there are not many cities, and the north is the center of Nanchu, and there are many cities, she thinks that the person must also go to a place with many people.

If she doesn't go north, then go south to look for it, and she is ready to fight a protracted battle.

At the end of the world, no matter where she goes, she always has to find out about him, if it is true that she guesses, this person is a demon, then she will go to learn demon arts, go to the demon world to find him, if he is an immortal, then learn fairy arts, find him in the fairy world.

When he went out, he said hello to his aunt and said goodbye, Xia Kucao looked up at the sky, she was not familiar with this place, and she had never made any friends, only a house he left behind, the funny thing is that maybe this house was just a random choice he chose and may have been forgotten and not remembered.

Someday she'll be back, and there's his breath here.

The streets were crowded with people, and Prunella's firm faith supported her to embark on an unknown path.

It's just that she is a little drumming in her heart, she has no weapons for self-defense, and a soldier who loses her armor is not a good soldier.

So Prunella didn't give up hope all the way, looking for it all the way, longing to see the weapon she liked, she didn't know that the weapon was also spiritual, and any item had its thoughts and choices.

Walking to the corner, the sound of the drums attracted the attention of the prunella grass, only to see that there was a sea of people surrounded by water, and many people were talking.

Xia Wither took a closer look, and there were two people standing in front of him, one was describing something in a colorful way, and the other was beating a drum at the right time.

Xia Kuicao touched a half-grown child next to him and said, "What are they all doing here?"

"Oh. You don't know, this is a famous storyteller, and the stories that come out of his mouth are all vivid, but interesting. The child rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Then what is he talking about now?" Xia Kucao wanted to listen but couldn't really hear it, there were too many people in front of him, and it was bustling.

"Oh, I just heard the person in front of me say that it was the story of the gods and demons to save people, because the queen mother who stood couldn't hear it clearly, but I know this story, I used to squeeze in early, and I heard from Mr. Storyteller in front of me.

That's really a fairy, I also want to be that kind of fairy, chivalrous, I rescued more than a dozen children from the demons, this has brought a wind of immortal cultivation to Meilong Town, and children of a few years old know about cultivating immortals. ”

"Who is so powerful, it can't be an exaggerated rumor to promote others, right?"

"You don't believe me, don't believe it, you squeeze in and listen to it yourself, most of the stories told by Mr. Storyteller are from life, very down-to-earth, and never fake!"

"It's really so powerful, then I have to see it, thank you, little brother!" Xia Kucao finished speaking and squeezed it desperately with all her might, how could such a god be so gentle with the person in her heart, no matter what, no matter what opportunity could not be missed.