Qi Jingzhi thought in his heart for a lifetime, and the ox ear sharp knife trembled slightly, and it seemed to be extremely happy.

The young man in the mountains naturally doesn't know how to sacrifice the knife, and the knife in his hand is not a magic weapon, just because it was given by his father before his death, he regarded it as a treasure since he was a child, and even regarded it as a playmate who couldn't speak.

Since Lu Yunzi appeared, the ox ear sharp knife has been heating slightly, which is an unprecedented vision today, and it is also the greatest confidence for Qi Jingzhi to dare to give it a go.

At this moment, the young man's right arm had just escaped from the other party's control, and he had only partially regained consciousness, and he was still a little numb and weak.

But he refused to give up the great opportunity in front of him, so he simply handed over his left hand, kicked hard under his feet, and pounced on Lu Yunzi with a fit in his head, and there was a burst of slashing and chopping on his head.

Lu Yunzi already knew that it was powerful, where did he dare to take advantage of it, but he was suddenly hit hard, and he was quite slow to act, and he couldn't avoid it at all.

In just a few breaths, the pair of arms that protected its face were slashed by the young man, and they also turned into clusters of fluorescent gray air.

Qi Jingzhi really saw it, this guy was filled with airflow all over his body, and the most important thing was only the strange pale cyan face.

Seeing that the young man was unrelenting, Rao was Lu Yunzi, a fierce god who fed on people, and he was already frightened at this moment.

As it tried its best to avoid the blade, it screamed and begged for mercy: "Grace and spare your life!" For the sake of me cooking Chen Er for you, please be merciful! ”

Qi Jingzhi sneered when he heard this, and the chill in his eyes was even stronger: "You have cut off Chen Er's next life, and the master will seek justice for him!" ”

Hearing this, Lu Yunzi stumbled under his feet and almost fell to the ground. If it had facial features on its face, it would have been dumbfounded.

How could the young man let go of such a good opportunity, and immediately stabbed out with a knife, hitting the eyebrows of this guy!

Lu Yunzi trembled, and stood on the spot as if he had been immobilized.

Qi Jingzhi held the knife in both hands again, and the blade slashed downward!

Sting! The sound is like a crack!

Lu Yunzi's pale cyan weird face had another pitch-black knife edge that was transparent from front to back.

In the next moment, its entire body collapsed, turning into a fluorescent gray gas in the sky, which was then diluted and diluted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was about to dissipate into nothingness.

In the gray air, a scarred, almost torn pale cyan face slowly fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi immediately changed to holding the knife in his backhand, and immediately sat on the horse with a heavy waist, and stabbed it without hesitation.

"What a ruthless heart!"

The strange face was like a frightened rabbit, rolling and jumping on the ground, and pounced on the young man's face.

Qi Jingzhi had expected it earlier, and when he was about to cross his arm, he changed it to a sweep.

The blade passed by, bringing up a strong wind.

The strange cheek took advantage of the situation, like a kite, and drummed like a kite, not only avoiding the blade, but also jumping up a large section out of thin air, and then folded in the air, and once again went under the hood of the young man's hood.

Qi Jingzhi's face remained unchanged, so he had to move with it, and suddenly there was a sudden change!

His forehead burst into a bright light, and in an instant the whole room was illuminated as if it were day.

A small bronze mirror the size of a palm flew out from Qi Jingzhi's eyebrows and blocked in front of him.

The mirror body is covered with colorful and simple patterns, but the mirror surface is extremely black, like a dim and deep hole.

"What the hell is this?"

The weird face let out a terrible roar, but he couldn't dodge, and hit the small bronze mirror like a net, and then it seemed to be pulled by something, and was dragged into the mirror inch by inch.

The misty smoke left in the house is like a bird falling into the forest, and it is swallowed clean by the mirror in a blink of an eye, and there is no trace of what it once existed.

Qi Jingzhi's battle of wits and strength lasted for a long time, and he was about to completely kill Lu Yunzi, an evil thing, but he was cut off by a mirror of unknown origin.

He silently looked at the small bronze mirror hanging in front of him, and there was an inexplicable sense of intimacy in his heart, even stronger than the ox-eared sharp knife brought to him.

As if feeling the gaze of the young man, the small bronze mirror suddenly fell from the air like a bird with folded wings.

Qi Jing subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it, but after a glimpse, his heart tightened suddenly, and he almost threw the mirror out again.

It's just that what is reflected in the clear mirror like water is not himself, but a strange face with no facial features...... Lu Yunzi's face!

Two huge wounds had been healed in one place, turning into a hideous black scar.

The pale cyan skin tightened, highlighting the deep sunken eye sockets, and the hollow of the mouth also expanded to the extreme, as if wailing.

Lifelike, yet frozen, like an eerie and terrifying mask.

With Qi Jingzhi's gaze, a string of small characters like smoke slowly appeared in the blank space above the strange face.

"The spirit corpse, the soul is a spiritual material, the quality is broken, it contains the remnants of the spirit, it can be read, it can be refined, used in medicine, and made into tools."

Qi Jingzhi's eyes gradually widened, only to feel that what he saw in front of him was too mysterious.

The spirit is the only one he has seen in his life, and this very strange bronze mirror is even more unheard of, such a divine object actually resides in his eyebrows silently!

Before the young man could think about it, the small bronze mirror suddenly shook, and then turned into a streamer of light, shooting directly on his forehead.

Qi Jing was startled, and subconsciously raised his knife to block, but he didn't touch anything.

He flipped his wrist and rubbed it against his forehead, and his hand was smooth and warm.

At some point, his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, but other than that, there was nothing unusual.

"Mirror mirror, if you have a spirit, please come out and see it!"

Qi Jingzhi called out twice in his heart, but unsurprisingly did not receive any response.

Just when he was a little surprised, he suddenly realized something, and when he looked down, he saw that there was still something left in his hand, which was the corpse of the spirit in the mirror.

The thing was a corpse, slippery and cold to the touch, but still a thin layer, much harder than before, more like a mask than a face.

Qi Jing's eyes flashed, and he suddenly pressed the sharp knife of the ox ear against the mask.

I waited quietly for a few breaths, and neither of them was unusual.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and looked around the room, but saw that the moonlight was bright and silent.

If it weren't for this mask in hand, everything that had happened before would have been like a dream that was hard to distinguish between the real and the fake.

The next moment, Qi Jingzhi heard Grandpa's loud snoring.

The young man's heart suddenly settled, and he stooped down and picked up the scabbard from the ground, put away the sharp knife of the bull's ear, tied the scabbard back to his left arm, covered it with his sleeve, and walked out of his house lightly.

He first went to the kitchen to scoop a scoop of cold water, tilted his neck and poured it into his stomach in one go, then walked back to the courtyard, sat down on the stone bench, and looked into the distance in a daze.

The old yellow dog lay down at the gate of the courtyard as usual, and slept soundly at this time.

It seems that everything is no different from last night, and it seems that everything has changed.

The whole day's experience kept spinning in the young man's mind, Chen Er, who was fierce and greedy on the back of a donkey, Chen Er, who looked hideous and terrifying before he died, but his eyes were full of fear and sorrow, and Chen Er, who fell to the ground and turned into a corpse......

Chen Er, who had a different face, gradually disappeared, and a strange pale cyan face appeared again, far more distinct than Chen Er.

Qi Jingzhi knew very well in his heart that from tonight onwards, whether he wanted it or not, a more magical and dangerous world had already sent an invitation to him in a brutal manner.