Chapter Ninety-One: Sub-Divine Consciousness

The oval bronze mirror inlaid with rough stones around him floated beside Chen Zhouzhou, and there was not a trace of fracture, and the mirror aura was full like a lake, sparkling and shining.

Chen Zhouzhou seems to be very familiar with the Sky Viewing Mirror, and looks like an old friend who has known each other for thousands of years, "Hello, Xiao Guanzi, I'm sorry for the sword I gave you, I still need your help next, don't be stingy." ”

After that, the little kid patted the Sky Mirror, and his figure floated close to the back of the old man condensed by the mist, and shouted in a low voice: "Let go!" ”

The old man in the fog was immersed in the fantasy of Jiang Bai's wife, and suddenly heard a child's immature voice behind him, and without thinking about it, he gathered an aura and threw it back.

Chen Xiaoyu was shocked when he saw the aura smashing towards Chen Zhouzhou, and wanted to shout to be careful.

But when his voice sounded, what he heard in his ears was electricity, blah, blah, chaotic and harsh, and the next second it was terrifyingly quiet, as if he was standing in the middle of the primeval torrent, separated from the world.

Suddenly, the sky-watching mirror blocked in front of Chen Xiaoyu, and he didn't know when it became huge, and it was all over the world.

Through the mirror, in front of him was exactly the same Jiang family's mansion, Jiang Bai, Lin Xiaoya, the old man in the fog, and a thin figure annihilated the tyrannical aura with one hand, and the expression of the figure was indifferent, as if to say: "That's it?" ”

"Zhouzhou!" Chen Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and saw clearly that the figure was Chen Zhouzhou!

Chen Zhouzhou smiled slightly, and the palm of the hand that seemed to be able to destroy the mountains and rivers just by raising it slightly condensed a sharp long sword, and drew a sword qi at will. The sword qi rose from the ground and slashed at the old man formed by the mist, but the old man didn't have time to react at all, and was torn apart by the sword qi. He let out an unwilling howl, terrifying and piercing, but finally fell silent......

On the ground, only the original broken porcelain altar powder remains, mixed with sand and dust, and dispersed as soon as the wind blows.

"It's too weak, so I just made a sword." Chen Zhouzhou shook his hand, and the long sword dissipated.

Chen Xiaoyu looked at the little boy in the mirror with a smile, and was about to celebrate their victory, but the next second he was surprised.

The stunned boy watched as the little kid grew up and aged rapidly, and finally became a gray-haired old man.

The old man looked kind and walked in front of Jiang Bai.

The frightened Jiang Bai stretched out his hands to protect Lin Xiaoya behind him, the meager aura of the mortal primal realm was very different from his hideous face, as if he was not relying on his own thin aura to resist stubbornly, but to take revenge on anyone who hurt him or her.

Even if you open your mouth, you have to bite off a piece of meat from the other party.

"It's okay, the old monster is dead." Chen Zhouzhou, who looked like an old man, said slowly.

He stretched out his hand, and in addition to the obvious wrinkles on his kind face, the hand that had just held the sword to slash the enemy was also as thin and old as skin and bones.

Jiang Bai didn't dare to relax his vigilance, but the old man stood in front of him like this, smiling slightly, with kind eyebrows.

"You saved us?" Jiang Bai's voice trembled slightly.

Chen Zhouzhou nodded, opened his palm, and a roll of bamboo slips appeared, and his figure dissipated into dust and smoke.

The bamboo slip fell to the ground and naturally scattered, revealing the words "Jimin Medical Skills".

Jiang Bai hurriedly bent down to pick it up, patted the dust on the bamboo slips, and stared at the empty courtyard, his expression was in a trance, as if he had not yet come out of his fright.

"Yaya, is that a god?"

"Maybe ......" Lin Xiaoya hugged Jiang Bai.

Looking at the two people hugging each other, Chen Xiaoyu was finally a little relieved, he turned his head and glanced at the little kid who appeared on the right hand side after the old man's figure dissipated, and said with a smile: "Zhouzhou, why don't you count me as the seventh task?" ”

"Then you're too greedy." Chen Zhouzhou pursed his lips, and his expression suddenly changed color. The little milk dog boy who was like a younger brother a second ago has now become serious, not at all like an eleven or twelve-year-old should be.

He raised his hand, and once again condensed the aura of the heaven and earth in his palm, and said towards the heaven-to-earth observation mirror: "Xiao Guanzi, I'm sorry for you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Sky Viewing Mirror suddenly dissipated and turned into powder and dust.

Countless smoke and dust were sprinkled between the heavens and the earth, and out of the haze came a petite and lovely girl, the girl's face was displeased, but because she was too young, she looked like she was coquettish.

This is the second time Chen Xiaoyu has seen such an innocent girl, and in a trance, he thought of Liu Twilight again, and an inexplicable sense of loss struck, so he naturally looked down at the space ring hanging around his neck, and the Fishman Palace Imprint Crystal in the ring was emitting a faint spark, and the tightly wrapped Fishman Tear was lying next to the Imprint Crystal.

"Little view!"

Suddenly, an untimely greeting sounded very happy.

Chen Zhouzhou opened his arms and ran towards the little girl.

The girl put on a look of disgust, but was still forcibly embraced by the little kid.

"Xiao Guanzi, long time no see!" Chen Zhouzhou was overjoyed.

"yes, long time no see." The girl pouted, "And the mirror, isn't it better than Xiaoguanzi?" ”

Chen Zhouzhou let go of his embrace, pulled the corners of his mouth, became serious again, and said: "When I chased you, you didn't agree, if you agreed, we fairy couples, I will definitely call you Sister Jing, you will call me Brother Zhou." ”

"Hehe, hehe, hehe!" The girl went straight to the point, "I'm still used to being a single dog after so many years." ”

Chen Zhouzhou was shocked when he heard this: "Isn't that a single dog saying that we are straight men?" , you girls should call the dog to ignore it. ”

The two of them said a word, back and forth, no matter how big or low.

I don't know why, listening to the mature but unsteady conversation between two eleven or twelve-year-old children dressed in ancient style, Chen Xiaoyu suddenly felt that he had been separated from the Internet for too long, and he forgot that the eleven or twelve-year-old children of that era did know more than these young people in their early twenties.

"I'd like to introduce you, Xiao Guanzi, the sub-god consciousness of the Heavenly Mirror."

Finally, when the old bickering ended, Chen Zhouzhou took the little girl's hand, walked in front of Chen Xiaoyu, bowed slightly, and solemnly introduced, like a prestigious gentleman.

Chen Xiaoyu nodded knowingly, and just wanted to say that Xiaoguanzi's little sister was good, but the suffix of the girl's title suddenly flashed in his mind.

The consciousness of the gods in the sky mirror, eight words, no more, no less, makes people respectful, and they only feel that there are gods three feet above their heads.

"Chen Xiaoyu, I know you." Without waiting for Chen Xiaoyu to think of the wording, the little girl stretched out her hand and said.

"You know me?" Chen Xiaoyu was a little confused, he didn't know that he was also famous in the circle of sub-gods.

The little girl nodded seriously and said, "Yes, you traveled from 100,000 years ago, I remember that you still seem to be a writer of online articles." ”

"Ang, do you know about me hitting the street?" Chen Xiaoyu was a little nervous.

"I didn't know, but after you said it, I knew."

The little girl thought for a while, and muttered with some embarrassment: "Since you are hitting the street, then you must be very poor, if you are so poor, you should not have the money to find a craftsman to help repair the Heavenly Mirror." ”