Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Past of the Ancient Mirror

This canned female ghost who uses a snake as a foot and runs rampant like a crab is really fast enough, and she dodged several waves of steel needles from Sheriff Black Cat, making Sheriff Black Cat out of breath. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This atmosphere was so condensed that Wu Ming subconsciously took out the bronze mirror and weighed the weight, but he still didn't find the right way to use it, thinking to himself, if you dare to come over, I will shoot you.

While thinking about it, I glanced at the bronze mirror, and this eye couldn't be pulled out, and this glance seemed to see the era of Tuoba. Wu Ming saw the Tuoba people dressed in animal skins, holding scimitars, bows and arrows, howling like wild wolves.

A woman sat in the carriage and looked at it with resentment, this woman was dressed in red makeup, not as beautiful as a fairy, but compared with the sturdy grassland woman, she was as light and thorough as a hibiscus out of the water.

At this moment, a man walked out of the big tent, with a high nose, white skin, and a slender body. He looked at the woman in red makeup, laughed unscrupulously, and entered the big tent with the woman in his arms.

When the Tuoba people with knives saw this, they immediately raised their weapons, shouted in celebration, and laughed.

Wu Ming took his eyes away from the strange scenery and turned to himself, he was standing here, like a sheep in the wide grassland, when the wind blew gently, he would appear in the eyes of others, but no one could see Wu Ming, Wu Ming did not exist in this world. He watched the world in all aspects and three-dimensionally like watching a VR movie.

After figuring out his situation, Wu Ming strode forward, walked in front of the Tuoba soldiers, and met the fierce Tuoba soldiers, with affectionate eyes, to confirm that the other party could not see him.

At this time, the screams of the woman in the big tent came to my ears again. The ancient people were so tough, Wu Ming's curiosity was seduced, he walked into the big tent, and thought obscenely in his heart, this may be the only chance to see the ancient people bang, and it must make people feel blood spurting more than any AV.

But when you go in, it's a different scenery. The woman in red makeup sat in the big tent, her face pale, and occasionally screaming. Murong Mu had already fallen to the ground, and a sharp knife penetrated his internal organs, and blood gushed out.

A man was digging a pit, getting closer and seeing clearly, but Wu Ming's mouth was opening wider and wider. Because this woman with red makeup is Lin Yuxuan, the one who holds a bronze shovel and sweats like rain to dig a pit is a fat man.

"How do we get out?"

The woman with red makeup asked the fat man softly, and the fat man showed a tender smile: "Disguised as Murong Mu!" ”

The blood on Murong Mu's body flowed more and more, flowing to his neck, where there was a piece of white jade dressed in butterflies. This thing Wu Ming is too familiar with, Leng Goudan calls him Butterfly White Jade, and Lin Yuxuan calls him Dragon Fu Jade. Now that Murong Mu, who was dying, was hanging around his neck, the blood flowed from the white jade, and was sucked away by the white jade, and gradually, the white jade emitted a scarlet and strange light.

The fat man was startled, threw away the bronze shovel, turned around and hugged Lin Yuxuan, and looked at the dead Murong Mu in surprise, in their eyes, Murong Mu did not change much, but in Wu Ming's eyes, Wu Ming saw something coming out of Murong Mu's body, that thing is called soul, yes, it is soul.

It slowly turned into Murong Mu's appearance, gritted its teeth, pulled out its waist knife, and slashed towards the fat man.

Wu Ming exclaimed in surprise the fat man, but the knife passed through the fat man's body, and the fat man just fought a cold war, and there was no substantial damage.

Murong Mu looked at himself in surprise, turned around and rushed out of the camp, Wu Ming also came out, he saw Murong Mu yelling at his soldiers, but the soldiers were drinking wine and laughing, and they couldn't see Murong Mu at all.

Wu Ming hurriedly turned around and walked into the big tent, there was another change in the house, the bold Lin Yuxuan took the piece of white jade in his hand, her eyes began to turn red, but Lin Yuxuan didn't know anything about his own changes, but instead giggled.

"Fat brother, I found a way for us to leave."

"Xuan Xuan, hurry up and throw that thing away!"

"No, no, it tells me a special method that can make you look like Murong Mu, as long as you use Murong Mu's heart as a sacrifice."

The fat man's face became very ugly when he heard this, and the color was the same as a layer of stool. The fat man was quite insistent, and said persistently: "No, we can't use this thing, this thing is too evil." ”

"She can get us out."

"Even if we die with you, we can't use this thing."

"Fool, why should you die if you can grow old together?"

Lin Yuxuan said, stretched his hand along the knife edge into Murong Mu's body, took out Murong Mu's heart, and put it in the southeast corner of the big tent, babbling in his mouth, speaking in an incomprehensible language.

Wu Ming could feel that the entire tent was shrouded in an evil aura, the fat man fell to the ground, his body was deforming little by little, and gradually turned into Murong Mu's appearance.

"Fat brother, you have changed, you have become Murong Mu's appearance."

"Really?"

The fat man touched his face, found a bronze mirror in the big tent and looked at it carefully, and he did indeed become Murong Mu's appearance. Now, the fat man had no leisure time to think about this evil art, he hurried to bury Murong Mu's mutilated body and deal with the traces of the scene.

And Lin Yuxuan elegantly hung the piece of white jade on her white neck, and the white jade slipped into her career line.

After the fat man finished his work, Lin Yuxuan tidied up his clothes, and with a shy smile, he walked out of the big tent with Murong Mu, who the fat man had become. The Tuoba soldiers outside the big tent, seeing Murong Mu, excitedly held weapons and wine jugs and howled.

"Slut, you killed me, and you dare to become me."

The real Murong Mu was still like a soul, but he was still controlled by anger, and he couldn't bear to rush towards the fat man. Suddenly, Lin Yuxuan turned around, her eyes were full of blood, and Murong Mu's soul instinctively turned around and ran.

There was a kind of killing intent in that blood-red color, and even Wu Ming was startled, and he came out of the mirror all of a sudden. The battle in front of us continues.

The ability of the canned female ghost is obviously superior to the first two women, and the gourd baby is naked and has several blood marks on her body. Sheriff Black Cat's clothes were also ripped open, revealing his dry ribs.

Wu Ming just glanced at it, and found a fatal problem, he didn't notice that there was a tattoo on the hearts of the gourd baby and the black cat sheriff, and that tattoo was the strange shape on the dragon rune jade.

"No, there must be something wrong."

Wu Ming began to doubt his situation, and on the other side, the fat man was still thinking hard, even if it was the celebrity detective Tang, he could only say that Wu Ming was alone in hell about Wu Ming's current state.