The stick had been split before and broken into two pieces, one had been turned into powder, and the other was held in the hand of the hairpin. It was a rod of iron, with a spell carved on its black body, but now it looked like a shriveled branch, so deprived of all moisture that it was dulled by the serpent's staff in front of it.

But such a stick, which was as dry as a branch, sprouted a green shoot.

This green bud is tiny, weak, and trembling on the branches, and just like that, everything suddenly glows with new life.

Vitality is hope.

The mirage's snake staff rushed towards her with a fierce momentum, and the hairpin clenched the flower stick in her hand, as if she saw a girl walking alone in the desert. Everything is about to dry up, and the traveler in the desert sees a beautiful mirage, but in fact sees hope in a desperate situation. The mirage swallows the mirage, making people lost, and the greedy people have desires and are lost in their endless desires, but more innocent ordinary people die of their own hopes.

If the mirage wants to annihilate all hope, she wants to bring this place to life.

The third weight of Qing'e's flower stick - dead trees and flowers.

In an instant, the pitifully weak green shoot quickly sprouted its branches and leaves, and it became strong and lush, and from it continued to bloom flowers, and quickly spread the barren land. The withered stick seemed to have life, and the hairpin could feel a steady stream of vitality beating in her hand, and she saw that in the huge map, the desert had grown in size to the point in front of her eyes, and she saw countless souls walking alone in the desert, who had a beautiful vision, lost by the wind and sand, and wandered in place. The wandering tracks quickly shrank and zoomed in her mind until they merged with the stick wind.

There was a scream, and the serpent slammed into her stick, bouncing back. The mirage couldn't dodge it, and was knocked into the stone wall with a "bang". The next moment, Meng Ying's long sword flew from behind him, and Mu Jiexiao clenched the God Destroying Knife and slashed fiercely at the top of the mirage's head from top to bottom.

It's quiet.

First there was a deathly silence, and then there was a sound of "squirming", like a stream of water flowing little by little, the mirage's beautiful face still maintained a frightened expression, and the delicate and gorgeous clothes began to gradually turn into black mud and sand, then the body, and finally the eyes, until they disappeared completely.

Nothing was left.

“...... The ashes are gone. Hairpin muttered.

Mu Jiexiao's God Destroying Knife, even ghosts and gods can be killed, the mirage's strength is not strong, but it is relying on the illusion to have no fear, once the illusion is broken, if you talk about cultivation, it cannot be compared with everyone.

"Uncle Shi!" Mendong's crying voice came from the side, and when Hairpin turned around, he saw that Gu Baiying's white clothes were almost stained red with blood, he waved his hand weakly, his voice was still impatient, and he only said: "Be quiet, make a fuss or something." ”

"Your spiritual vein, your spiritual vein......" Mendong was so anxious that he was about to cry: "Why is it so badly injured!" ”

Meng Ying looked back in surprise, no one in the sect had told her about Gu Baiying's spiritual veins being damaged, and now looking at Gu Baiying's face, I am afraid that the situation is even worse than imagined.

At this moment, Mimi suddenly jumped up from the ground, the hairpin star followed its gaze, the mirage disappeared, but the gorgeous snake staff did not disappear together, from its front, the inlaid gem gradually burst out of a layer of white mist, Tian Fangfang took two steps back, and asked suspiciously: "This is ......"

"It should be the soul imprisoned in this place." At that end, Gu Baiying spoke.

"Soul?"

"As soon as the mirage died, all the illusions woven were shattered, and these souls lost in the illusions were free." Gu Baiying wiped the blood from the corners of her lips, "That's it." ”

"Really?" Tian Fangfang scratched her head: "Then we can be regarded as doing a good deed with immeasurable merits?" ”

Is it a good thing? Hairpin Xing wondered in his heart, for some souls, soberly accepting the cruel truth, or indulging in false beauty, no one can give an answer.

"Huh?" She heard Mendon's voice: "This is ......"

From the white mist, the figure of a person gradually appeared, she was different from those souls that turned into points of light, and she had a complete body. At first, because she was shrouded in light and mist, she couldn't see clearly, but the fog gradually dissipated, and her figure gradually became clear.

It was a thin woman, dressed in a pitch-black cloak, which was long and hung down to her feet, and was embroidered with dark silver incantations. She wore a thin black veil over her face, enveloping her countenance, revealing only a pair of eyes. Unlike the mirage's infinite and expectant eyes, these eyes are plain and ordinary, and they don't seem to have anything special, as if they can guess the face under the veil through these eyes, which is also ordinary.

But when she stares at her, it seems to be seen through from the inside out, which makes people awe-inspiring.

"Girl, who are you?" Tian Fangfang asked.

The woman in black didn't answer his words, and looked at the hairpin, obviously it was the first time they met, but it was like an old friend who had already met each other, and said in a flat voice: "Finally met." ”

The hairpin star blessed his soul and blurted out: "You are the snake witch, the snake witch of Wufan City!" ”

The woman nodded.

The hairpin star was suddenly.

This is the true owner of the snake staff, the witch who once guarded the people of Wufan City, but died at the hands of the people she guarded. It turned out that after the snake witch was designed by the mirage to snatch the snake staff, the mirage imprisoned her soul in this spiritual artifact and used her spiritual power to cause chaos for herself.

"You've seen me?" Hairpin asked hesitantly.

It was the first time she and the snake witch had met, why did her expression and words seem to have been waiting for her for a long time?

"You've got mermaid scales on you." The snake witch said lightly: "Many years ago, there was a merman who traded with me, and I once glimpsed the relationship between you and me today. ”

"You're the snake witch who made the deal with Silver Chestnut?" Hairpin was surprised. When Ginri met the snake witch many years ago, she hadn't come here yet, and even she didn't expect that she would come here one day, but the other party said that she had already glimpsed the fate of today. What kind of ability does this snake witch have to reach the sky, and even her accident outside the "Heavenly Dao" can predict the prophet?

As soon as she thought of this, she heard the snake witch speak: "But there is one thing I don't understand, what is the reason for your variable?" ”

Variable?

Hairpin Xing's heart jumped, and before he could speak, a cold finger had already touched his forehead. She raised her eyes, meeting the serpent's bland eyes. For a moment, she seemed to see her past, present, and future through the eyes of the other. It was as if everything about her, her fate, had become flat words in a book, being reviewed word by word.

The finger left her forehead.

The snake witch withdrew his hand, looked at her with a strange expression, and spat out two words: "Strange." ”

"I can't see anything," she said. ”