Mu Junsong felt that his mouth was numb in this matter, and his arms were a little settled.

A stick struck him, and his arm reacted first.

And......

The mirror didn't react at all.

It still looks so slowly shining, standing in the void.

Mu Junsong was a little stunned at the moment, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

Knowing whether he did it himself, he suddenly fell into deep thought.

The young master smiled coldly and looked at the bald head in the sky.

Want to punch me?

Just kidding, if you come out to mix without something life-saving, do you dare to come out and mix?

"The young master is mighty!" Xiao Yu's follower saw this scene behind the young master and exclaimed.

Knowing that the young master of his family is powerful, he never thought about it......

didn't even move his hand, so that this fierce-looking big bald head was helpless.

It's just amazing.

The young master smiled slightly when he heard this exclamation, looked at Mu Junsong in the air unremittingly, and said with a cold smile: "Do you want to mess with me?" ”

Mu Junsong was embarrassed for a while, looking at this mirror.

It's not wrong for this person to want to engage with Huairen, and it's not wrong that he also wants to engage with the women around Huairen.

Huairen can't bear it, and he can't bear it either.

Instantly, it began to move rapidly in the air.

It's so fast that it's not visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that the bald head started to attack again, the young master just smiled indifferently.

Slowly walked towards Huairen, this time it was useless to shrink the ground.

Just walked forward step by step, and every step made people feel that the momentum on his body was strengthening.

Mu Junsong bypassed the mirror for several years and suddenly attacked the fancy Shaomen.

He had just rushed forward a few meters when suddenly the mirror appeared in front of him again.

He couldn't help but stop abruptly and stood in front of the mirror.

At the same time, he looked at the mirror speechlessly.

How does this work?

It had only been a few meters since the mirror reappeared.

It's hairy, and it's not allowed to have a pleasant fight.

He found that he couldn't do anything about it in front of the mirror.

As if he hadn't been affected by the fancy young master, Huairen looked at the mirror in the sky.

found that Mu Junsong was stopped.

It feels like this mirror is something for self-defense.

It's very good, I want it.

But......

In fact, get through it yourself.

Looking at the mirror, he said, "System! ”

"Yes, I understand! Collect 100 lottery draws and turn on the identification function once. ”

When Huairen heard this, he knew that he could see through this mirror.

After staring at the mirror for a few seconds, the mirror's message came out.

[Item: Thorn Demon Silver Realm]

[Function: Autonomous defense, can defend against spells and physical damage.] 】

[Note: Due to improper use for a long time, this mirror has cracked.] 】

Huairen was blinded for a while,

Crack?

What's the trouble?

What about the rift?

Why didn't I see it?

But as soon as I thought about it, I suddenly drew a circle in a corner of the mirror.

It's like a key point, it's here, here, here.

He was speechless for a while, this system is really too intimate.

Chen Roujing's hands were slightly forced, and the fingernails that grabbed Huairen's arm were embedded in Huairen's arm.

She thinks very clearly, she is a yellow flower girl.

She hadn't walked that path, but that didn't mean she wanted to be fiddled with by a stranger.

He looked at Huairen nervously and asked, "What should Huairen do?"

At this time, she was a little anxious.

She knew that no one in this bazaar dared to stop the people of the Yin Yang Pavilion.

So there was no other help except Mu Junsong.

But Mu Junsong was also blocked by the mirror, and she was really square at this moment.

"Cold salad!" said Huairen with a shrug

At this time, I can only look at Mu Junsong's, and I have my own hairy methods.

I don't know how to get myself a nuclear bomb or something.

It's better to die together.

But at this time, I can only try to see if the tiny crack is useless.

shouted at Mu Junsong: "Brother Mu, aren't you afraid of pain." ”

Mu Junsong: ......

It's all this time, you tell me.

Am I afraid of pain?

Isn't that foolish?

Holding back the unhappiness in his heart, Mu Junsong replied: "Little monk, I was chopping wood in the mountains when I was 3 years old, and I wouldn't cry when I was bitten by a wolf. ”

"You said I'm afraid of pain. ”

"Oh!~" Huairen nodded, pointed to the upper right corner of the mirror and shouted: "Look at the upper right corner of the mirror, there is a small crack, don't be afraid of pain, just do it!"

Hearing Huairen's words, Mu Junsong's eyes shrank suddenly.

Carefully observe the upper right corner of the mirror in front of him, under a careful observation.

A negligible crack was found, but it was clearly not normal with this artifact.

Tightened the stick in his hand and flew back a little.

Then he slammed down on the mirror.

"When!"

Mu Junsong was still bounced back, the huge force on the stick.

His arm was numb, but for a brief breath, he smashed it with a stick.

"Dang dang!"

The tiny crack in the mirror slowly widened.

The young sect master who was walking slowly below just glanced at Mu Junsong in the sky, and said coldly: "Useless work." ”

Cracks in your own mirror?

Where would I not know if there is a rift?

Just kidding, your own magic weapon, you know.

Will there be cracks in the mirror that has been used for so long and has protected itself for so long?

!~

Xiao Yu's follower looked at the indifferent young master in front of him, and didn't even raise his head.

He still silently raised his head to take a look, and this time his eyes were red and shrank violently.

He found that after another series of blows, the cracks on the mirror surface had covered the entire mirror surface.

It looks like it's going to shatter at any moment.

Xiao Yu's attendant hurriedly spoke: "Shaomen ......"

"It's okay, you want to break my mirror, it's a fool's dream. The young master waved his hand and interrupted Xiaoyu's follower.

He is confident in himself, or rather in his mirror.

Fish Follower: ......

My God, where do you get your confidence?

This mirror is obviously about to break, okay?

In this short period of time, Mu Junsong made another sprint.

Slammed it against the mirror.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Boom!~"

The mirror suddenly shattered, and countless huge mirror fragments scattered in all directions.

The young master's originally indifferent expression was suddenly stunned after hearing this voice!

Then a mouthful of old blood spit out with a "poof".

The mirror is his magic weapon, and it is in harmony with his heart.

The mirror was shattered, and his mind was damaged.

This time it hurt a lot, and the evil head moved into the air as stiffly as a machine.

I found that my mirror was gone......

The mirror that protected yourself for so long is gone!

At this moment, he was furious!

Mu Junsong, who was shaking his arm in the air, said angrily: "Monk, you have angered me!"

"You're going to die ugly!"