"Yunzi, don't worry." Jiang Zi said as he clenched his fingers slightly in.

He lifted his thighs, took some big steps, and moved quickly towards the mirror.

Raising a hand and touching Yunzi's face in the mirror, he found that his hand slowly melted in, but Yunzi's face slowly surfaced in the mirror.

"What's going on?" Yunzi's round eyes widened, and her slender neck was stretched longer like a giraffe.

Some of the thin upper and lower lips slowly pulled apart, and a miniature O-line slowly stuck in the gap between the inner and outer spaces of the mirror.

Ling Feng's expression was also frozen at that moment, as if a layer of condensate had been applied to the scene in front of him.

"Jiang Zi, you retract your hand back."

Ling Feng said as he directed backwards with his hands, and his slender legs even subconsciously moved forward.

Then, Jiang Zi retracted his hand back, and Yunzi's face bounced back.

Immediately afterwards, the peach blossoms slowly fell with a somewhat harsh magic sound, and some of the peach blossoms even sat on colorful notes.

This scene is not spectacular!

"Bang Bang!" The mirrors all retracted into the ground, and it seemed that the bamboo shoots that had risen from the ground had been cast a potion magic that had been applied to the earth, and they were falling at an extremely fast speed of being beaten by whack-a-moles.

"Ginger." The voice of the cloud in the mirror became quieter and quieter, but the degree of anxiety became more and more serious.

"Yunzi." Jiang Zi, who had just regained his senses, reached out to grab the falling mirror at great speed, but it still ended in the failure of the dog gnawing the mud.

The thick and thick eight-character eyebrows evoked a bit of melancholy and remorse. The knee that hurt a little bit seemed to be a warning to himself.

Wrong! Immortal wrestling is painless. What's going on?

Jiang Zi lifted the brown shirt and found that his knees were really bleeding, and there was a hot burning sensation.

He had a perception that only mortals have.

Forget it, let's go back and think about it! It's important to save Yunzi now!

"Ling Feng, what now?" Jiang Zi turned to Ling Feng with a begging gaze for help, even with a begging look.

At that moment, for the first time, he had the feeling of regretting killing Xian Zi, because he was afraid that Ling Feng's inaction would lead to the end of his and Yunzi's true farewell.

I don't know why, all the rules and sense of mission seem to be less important than the sense of companionship.

Selfish desires that were not there before also began to quietly breed when they were really facing life and death.

To be precise, there may have always been before, but it was controlled by a lot of rules.

Ling Feng bent down and touched some damp dirt on the ground, only to find that blood characters appeared on the ground.

It reads robbery, and even draws a character that turns to the right. The slippery peach blossoms fell to the ground and all turned into green grass, which seemed to be a hint.

He constantly puts the images in front of him and the thoughts in his heart into the mixer of his thoughts, and constantly stirs, trying to give birth to new ideas in the constant exchange of fragmented materials.

"Look." Jiang Zi patted Ling Feng's back heavily and pointed to the air with his finger.

There was joy in the thick voice, but there was worry in the end of the last note.

Ling Feng raised his eyes into the air, and Xian Zi's figure came into view.

His strong hands slowly pressed softly to his thighs, and his slightly standing body swayed and even trembled a little in the rhythm of his breathing.

An indescribable excitement and joy but containing fear and disappointment permeated Ling Feng's heart, and he "pounded" like a heavy fist, breaking all his strength.

The slackened face does not have the rigidity of the lines, but it is full of the softness of love.

Xian Zi was lying in the air in a white dress, her slightly closed eyes seemed to be full of calm, but her eyes moved upwards and found that her willow eyebrows were still slightly frowned, as if she had something on her mind.

Ling Feng's heart was pinched fiercely, because he knew that Xian Zi's heart was to avenge the child.

So, he moved his gaze to Jiang Zi, and the anger factor began to gather all over his body, but he just couldn't exert his energy.

"Get out of here, get Yunzi out, my life is yours. Perhaps, there is a way to save it" Jiang Zi lowered his gaze to the ground, he felt like a child who had done something wrong, afraid of punishment and did not dare to look up.

Some of the rough sighs contained melancholy that had never been seen before.

In fact, he really hopes that there is a way to bring Xian Ziqi back to life, after all, there are no surprises under the strange mechanism.

But I am really afraid that there is no hope for the resurrection of Xian Zi, and there is no hope for Yunzi to be together again and talk to each other.

The countless frictions on weekdays turned into the warmest sweetness in this moment.

Perhaps, only when we are truly faced with loss can we learn to cherish and know what is precious to us.

At this moment, the peach blossoms continue to fall from the sky like rain, the speed is similar to the beads with a broken line, and the sense of randomness without direction is often accompanied by the fear of the unknown.

Slowly, the peach blossoms grew into small pink hands, and under the accompaniment of the song of the pink kiss in the distance, they held hands with each other, forming a big circle of love around the string purple.

Slowly, a large pink peach blossom was born in the center of the circle of love.

It slowly rose into the air in a smoky manner, and then landed on String Purple's chest in a roller coaster ride.

As time passed, the peach blossom slowly became smaller, even blending into her chest, and looking down further, Xianzi's body slowly shortened, even becoming a dot.

Immediately after, colorful fireworks slowly erupted from that spot, and a portrait of a child slowly appeared in the air, and a burst of green leaves floated in the distance, gently holding it up, as if to indicate something.

Ling Feng seemed to have thought of something, with the feeling of love, this was definitely a real string purple, and this hint should be......

Jiang Zi's tense face slowly had a soft arc, and everything seemed to have hope.

There was a loud bang, and the portrait of the fireworks baby was shattered, and a green cabbage ball rolled down the ball.

With a "bang", the cabbage leaves exploded, and a familiar figure appeared-

Black Whirlwind and Little Blue.

They appear to be in a comatose state, lying motionless and sleeping on their backs a bit like the living dead.

As soon as Ling Feng and Jiang Zi wanted to go forward, a long cabbage leaf slowly moved towards them, wrapped in gauze, and rolled it into the cabbage.

The bloody characters printed on the ground also began to slowly turn into small figures, jumping up and down in the sky above them.

What does this mean exactly? Is it a hint or....