145 Inheritance

Qiuqiu held the bronze mirror and was amazed by its comparable monitoring function.

But she doesn't know how to use it, to be precise, this is a legendary magic weapon that recognizes the master, and is in touch with the master's mind. So Shi'er can see any corner of Jiufeng with this, as long as he thinks of it, he can see it. But in Qiuqiu's hands, what he sees is very random.

Although this is not an offensive magic weapon, Qiuqiu feels that its effect is more powerful than attacking.

Shi'er's fingertips lightly clicked on the mirror, and the picture changed instantly.

Again, this is touchscreen operation......

Well, Qiuqiu admits that at this moment she thought of various big-name touchscreen smartphones......

The Nine Peaks in the night were quiet and silent.

The picture on the bronze mirror is moving forward, the ground covered with snow and ice, and the mountain peaks under the moon are undulating.

The screen is still.

Shi'er pointed to the person who appeared above: "This is the person." ”

The man looked unremarkable, with flat eyebrows and no curvature, and a short beard on his chin. There is nothing impressive about this face, and you can't find it if you throw it into the crowd.

It's more appropriate to do bad things, others won't be guarded against it in advance, and it's easy to abscond when it's over.

His eyes were lowered, as if he were closing his eyes.

The door opened, and the man stood up.

The man who entered the door was actually sweating all over his face in the winter, and said something eagerly.

The mirror can only see the picture, but not the sound.

Qiuqiu looked at the shape of his mouth carefully, and could only distinguish a few words.

"Find ...... Captured...... Wounded. She repeated it softly, turned her head and said, "Are they talking about today?" Or are you talking about someone? ”

"It should be a person, otherwise you don't need to look for words with this."

"Is it because they have someone important caught by us?"

Shi'er unfolded the co-authored paper scroll on the case: "Eleven people were killed in the mechanism and sword array today, and a total of thirty-four people were captured, almost all of whom were wounded. ”

It's hard to tell who they're looking for.

Shi'er stood up and took off the robe hanging on the side: "I'll take a look." ”

Qiuqiu also stood up: "I'll go with you." ”

Shi'er gently touched her face, Qiuqiu's hair didn't curl up like during the day, only the butterfly was tied at the top of the hair, and both sides hung down, looking a little more childish than during the day.

His gaze lingered on her lips for a moment, Qiuqiu's lips were delicate and full and elastic, his fingers rubbed against Qiuqiu's lips, and he turned to take the cloak and put it on for her.

"Let's go together."

Elder Yuan was talking to people in the house, and when they entered the courtyard, everyone in the house stood up and saluted together.

"No need to be polite, where is the person captured today?"

Elder Yuan personally led the way in front: "There are several people who cry bitterly and beg for mercy, and there are also those who set friendships, scolding and accusing us of making trouble for no reason...... The origins of these people have been asked clearly, their knowledge is very limited, some are at the behest of the teacher, and some are greedy. There were also two people of unknown origin, one who did not speak the whole time, and the other who remained unconscious. ”

The origins and words of these people had already been seen from the scroll of paper just now, and what he wanted to see were these two of unknown origins.

After several formations and door cards, Elder Yuan pointed to the stone chamber in front of him and said, "It's just ahead." The one on the left reported that it was the doorman of Baicaomen, and his invitation was real, but his identity was fake. The real people sent by the Baicao Sect should have been intercepted and killed on the way, and they took the invitation card and impersonated it. The one on the right should be a disciple of the Xuanbei faction, and he has been unconscious and can't ask anything. ”

As he spoke, Elder Yuan opened the doorstone.

The person in the stone chamber on the left Qiuqiu had seen before. I saw him in the bronze mirror during the day, and he was the thin middle-aged man with blood stains on his shirt. At that time, Qiuqiu was wondering if he had killed someone, and blood was splattered on his body.

But listening to Elder Yuan's meaning, he killed the disciples of the Baicao Sect and replaced them, and this garment was most likely stripped from the person who was killed.

The man was trapped in the formation, but he was not embarrassed or agitated, nor was he panicked. He shouldn't have been able to see the situation outside the formation, but his eyes were staring straight at the direction where Qiuqiu and them were standing, and that gaze was gloomy and gloomy, like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed.

"He was the one who killed Heliu."

Shi'er took a step forward, and the air around him twisted strangely, like a turbulent water wave.

Shi'er has already entered the formation.

The man in the array suddenly stood up and lunged at him.

Although Qiuqiu believes that Shi'er will not be injured, she is still inevitably nervous.

Shi'er didn't lift his hands or move his shoulders, and when the man was still two feet away from him, it was as if he had hit a solid wall, and was bounced off by his own strength. As soon as he hit the ground, he immediately pounced again, this time falling harder.

Repeatedly, the man fell so hard that he couldn't get up, but he still refused to give up, and his fingers on the ground were so hard that they turned white, the corners of his forehead broke, and the blood kept flowing down his cheeks, making him look even more hideous.

Shi'er raised his hand, his palm was white and slender, his fingers flicked a few times in the air, the man snorted and panted, his body and limbs seemed to be manipulated by invisible threads, and he stood up in a very unnatural posture. It's like a marionette fiddled with by a juggler, and its movements are mechanical and stiff.

Elder Yuan stood behind Qiu Qiu and whispered, "Palm Feng is proficient in a soul dementoring technique, even if this person is tough, he can't hide any secrets.

As soon as Elder Yuan's words fell, Shi'er's hand suddenly waved outward, and the man's body fell backwards violently and heavily, and the moment before he was about to hit the wall, the man suddenly exploded in its entirety.

It was as if a balloon filled with ink was exploded in the air with a single shot, and countless black juice mist quickly dispersed outward.

Elder Yuan exclaimed, "Not good! ”

Qiuqiu held her breath and stared at everything in the formation.

The splashing black water and the rapidly dispersed mist suddenly froze and slowed down in her field of vision, as if time had suddenly been slowed down here, and the water droplets burst out, spinning, splashing, splashing, even and slow, and every drop of black water was clearly visible.

Shi'er turned his head to look at Qiuqiu in surprise, then turned around and walked out, his movements also drew countless phantoms in the air.

Come out quickly!

Fast!

Shi'er's movements also seemed to slow down many times, and Qiuqiu only felt that time had never been so tormented.

Until one of Shi'er's feet stepped out of the formation, his hands were staggered, adding two more prohibitions to the formation.

Qiuqiu's legs were weak, and her eyes lost their brilliance. The black water and mist in the formation instantly returned to their original speed, splashing all over the walls and all over the ground.

Elder Yuan was unaware of what had just happened, and even as soon as his bad voice fell, he saw that Shi'er had already stepped out of the magic circle, and quickly imposed another ban on this stone room.

Qiuzhang Peak seemed to be frightened, and fell into the arms of the peak master for a long time without moving.

"Is the peak master okay?"

Shi'er shook her head.

Elder Yuan hurriedly activated another magic circle and closed the stone door tightly.

"I really can't imagine that this trap is so vicious!" Elder Yuan said uncertainly, "Was that the Soul Devouring Mist just now?" ”

Shi'er didn't care to answer him, he held up Qiuqiu's cheek, and the palm against her back sent spiritual power endlessly. Qiuqiu looked dazed and asked softly, "You...... You okay? ”

"I'm fine." Shi'er put her palm on her face: "I'm fine." How are you? ”

"I'm fine...... Qiuqiu felt like her thoughts and strength had been drained in an instant, and the whole person was only an empty skin, and her consciousness seemed to be floating in mid-air, unable to touch the ground.

Elder Yuan was shocked: "It turned out to be the Soul Devouring Mist!" I personally searched this person just now, but I didn't see any clues. Guan Zhangfeng also checked him, but he didn't find that he actually had this poison hidden on his body. Fortunately, the peak master is fine, otherwise as long as this thing is stained with the slightest bit, it will really be endless. ”

That moment was really thrilling.

Although Shi'er has a talisman magic weapon, this magic weapon has never encountered the Soul Devouring Mist, whether it can really be defended, he doesn't know.

But Qiuqiu saved him.

At that moment, Elder Yuan didn't notice the change at all, he didn't see anything, let alone feel anything.

But Shi'er felt it. Time was suddenly slowed down by a tenfold, no, maybe a hundredfold, he never knew that someone could twist the stagnant time by himself. This is something that many famous ancestors and heroes have not done.

He had never experienced the indescribable mystery of that feeling. He could see droplets of water splashing in front of him, and he could see the slowly twisting and expanding mist as thin as silky wisps.

His movements became so slow, as if he were wrapped in thick glue......

There were deeper feelings that he couldn't describe in words.

Something that could not be seen, heard, or touched, was around him at that moment. In the slow movement, flowing...... Incomparably mysterious, irresistible.

Is that...... It is like an eternal law between heaven and earth.

But he didn't have time to experience it, to realize it, it was an extremely mysterious moment, but it was so unfathomable.

Qiuqiu couldn't even speak.

Shi'er hugged her tightly, and could feel that her body was soft as if her muscles and bones had been withdrawn, and she had collapsed from exhaustion.

In the short breath that Elder Yuan said the word "bad", she had exhausted all her strength.

How did she do it?

Shi'er took out the elixir and fed it to her mouth, holding her tightly and not daring to let go for a moment.

She was there to save him.

At that moment, she changed the speed of time in this stone chamber.

This...... It's unimaginable.

When did she have such powers? How could she perform such an incredible spell from the same foundation as she did now? Maybe even she didn't know she had such powers.

Qiuqiu's eyes closed, and when she saw that Shi'er was safe and sound, her mind relaxed, and she suddenly fell into a drowsy.

Shi'er wiped the cold sweat on her face with her sleeve, and a question floated in her heart.

This one...... Could it be the inheritance of the seventh peak? RS

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