Chapter 283: Breaking the Mirror (I)

Desert sat on the top of Tianfeng Mountain, letting the cold wind of the night blow on his cheeks.

His eyes scanned the mountains that continued to stretch down below him, and he didn't see the scenery, but the people.

But he saw that he had always been demonic.

Little White Dragon?

Ridiculous thought of his name, and thought of this young demon clan who was even more fierce than himself.

The little white dragon is very similar to the situation of the wilderness, especially when he was a child, the wilderness chose to rush into the demon god temple all the way bloodthirsty to prove his worth and sense of existence, and the little white dragon's choice was more rebellious than him, he actually became the brother of the human race, and he did not have the slightest repentance over the years.

To tell the truth, Huang felt that if he met Zhou Liuhuo to help him when he was most desperate, he would do the same, but people have lives, demons have a way, and he had no one to help him in the most desperate moments, so he didn't become the second little white dragon of the demon clan.

If he and Little White Dragon weren't on opposite sides now, Araku would also be interested in sitting down with Little White Dragon to talk about their bitter past when they were abandoned as children, and maybe they would shed two wolf tears.

If the little white dragon dies here, the wilderness will also bury the little white dragon well, because the little white dragon's deeds have given him countless incentives.

But now there are no such ifs, so he threw these ifs out of his mind, and then tapped his temples with his fingers, and pictures appeared in front of his eyes.

Xiao Lin Fan and his uncle's shouting, Ye Ningshuang and Ye Cheng's smirk, the blood-stained compound in front of Monk Zhenjian, and Zhang Chifeng, as well as everyone in the Sixteen Horses.

These images represent the illusion they have entered, but from the current point of view, they have not yet entered the country, and it is not suitable for slaughter at this time.

So now it's time to see if the little white dragon is as strong as rumored!

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Little White Dragon didn't know that on the top of this mountain, there was a pair of eyes watching his every move at all times.

After turning into a human form, the little white dragon went all the way east. The closer he got to the east, the more he smelled a damp smell, he didn't know what it was that had led everyone to enter the illusion unsuspectingly, but he had to break it all.

Speeding all the way, everything around the little white dragon began to become extremely blurred.

When he stopped, he was on the edge of a cliff, and beneath him was a huge basin. There are only a few big trees scattered in the basin, and there are more demon clans one after another.

At this time, it was dense, as if at least tens of thousands of demon clans raised their eyes and looked at the little white dragon.

The little white dragon's face was grim, but the corners of his eyes couldn't help but pick up slightly, these demon clans were all rat clans, and countless holes collapsed in the basin in an instant.

How did such a large number of rat clans get here through Tianzhou? The little white dragon soon had an answer, maybe it was just that the rat queen came here and bred so many of his kind in a short period of time.

He didn't tapped his left shoulder. A spear suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a slight pull of the spear forward, an invisible waterfall appeared in the air, and this waterfall rushed down, and the raging wave suddenly poured into the basin.

Seeing this scene, the wilderness in the distance smiled slightly: "Is this to make a pot of rat soup?"

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Bai Ziming was embedded in the ground, and he had been listening to the sound on the ground.

Sometimes people start crying, sometimes people start laughing, and more often people are silent.

The little white dragon went to the east. I don't know when I will be able to break the formation and return, and I don't know if I can break the formation. He is called a guardian here, but in fact he is a little sitting and waiting to die, but he has to sit and wait to be killed.

When he was feeling irritable, a cry suddenly came from Lin Fan's ears.

Xiao Lin Fan said goodbye to the uncle who claimed to be able to fly to the sky, and many years have passed in a dazzling time. He cooks for himself as usual, but while chopping vegetables, he hears screams from next door.

Xiao Lin Fan walked out of the house, and saw that the aunt next door accidentally knocked her hand when she split the fork, and hurriedly went over to ask: "Aunt Sun, are you okay?" ”

Aunt Sun shook her head and said it was okay. Then he shouted to Lin Fan not to cook by himself, just come to her house to eat.

Lin Fan shyly refused, and at this time, he and Aunt Sun heard the real screams at the same time, and the two of them looked for prestige and saw Uncle Wu in the village running vigorously, screaming miserably.

An unknown beast was behind Uncle Wu, and after a breath, the beast threw Uncle Wu down, its sharp teeth frantically pulling at the old man's flesh, and a piece of flesh and blood flew sideways.

Aunt Wu didn't know what was wrong, but she panicked in her heart, ran to Lin Fan's side and pulled Lin Fan to her house again, and during this journey, the screams in the village came and went.

Aunt Wu'er's house was not big, but the cellar was very large, so she took Lin Fan and hid in the cellar together, not even daring to light candles.

The two of them stayed in this cellar for a day and a night.

On this day and night, the village's previous screams were continuous, then intermittent, and finally fell into dead silence.

This is a real dead silence, Xiao Lin Fan's frightened little face turned pale, hiding in Aunt Wu'er's arms and not daring to make a sound, until late at night, Aunt Wu said: "Xiao Fan, I'll go out and have a look, you wait here." ”

"What are you doing Aunt Wu?"

"Go find something to eat, I don't know what's going on in this village, and I have to find out if it's a rebellion or something." ”

"Uncle Wu?"

Aunt Wu shook her head and said, "He hunts from the mountains, and he has to spend two nights on the mountains every time, so if you can detect it, don't worry about him." ”

Lin Fan nodded weakly, watching the fat Aunt Wu get out of the cellar, feeling more and more cold and hungry.

This feeling grew stronger as time passed, and when Lin Fan felt that he might not be able to hold on any longer, he collapsed, and in a daze, a ray of dawn hit his eyes through the gap in the plank above the cellar.

Lin Fan woke up at this time, and remembered that Aunt Wu had not returned overnight, he climbed up along the ladder with all his strength to feed, and found that there was no one in the house, and everything was still the same.

Then Lin Fan walked to the backyard and saw Aunt Wu in the backyard, but she was lying on the ground, her fat body smashed out a shallow pit, and the scarlet in the pit had solidified.

Lin Fan's unconscious body finally regained all consciousness at this time, and a strong sense of sadness seemed to pierce his heart with a sword, causing him to almost lose all consciousness.

With a "poof", Lin Fan knelt on the steps of the backyard, looked at Aunt Wu'er's hand in front of her, looked at the two big steamed buns in front of her that seemed to have been frozen into ice lumps, and began to cry. (To be continued.) )