Qing He looked up, looking for what she was looking for in the mirror.

Deep in it, you can't see it, but as long as you look up at the mirror image and isolate your own breath, the white bones don't react.

Qing He immediately changed his strategy and walked in the direction of the mirror image.

It's like a map hanging over your head, and it's hard for anyone in it to notice.

This is the truth of the Misty Stream.

Qinghe walked around according to the map, which was much better than walking blindly before.

There's a red thing in the mirror, I don't know what it is. In front of her left, Qing He walked over there.

After walking a few steps, Qinghe stopped.

"Mirage senior, are you still there?"

"In. ”

"Do you know what those white bones are, and how do you get rid of them?"

After being silent for a while, Shadow Mirage said, "Qinghe, don't provoke those white bones. ”

"Why?"

"Qinghe, you just need to know that you can't provoke now, just keep yourself. Mirage didn't want to say more. There are too many powerful existences in the Great Wilderness, and not everyone is qualified to know.

"Okay. I see, you need to protect me secretly. Qinghe told again.

"I know, don't worry. "There is no need for Qinghe to say more, the mirage will also protect Qinghe. She also has to follow Qinghe through the wilderness.

Slowly approaching the red thing, Qing He was more cautious, moving in small steps.

Two steps away, Qing He stopped, looked down, it was empty, there was nothing.

Unable to see, Qinghe raised his head to confirm that it really existed. She looked back and forth a few times, and for a moment she didn't know what to do.

After hesitating for a few breaths, Qing He drew his sword and poked at the red.

There was something like it was stuck in the mud. With joy in his heart, Qing He wanted to withdraw the sword and was ready to put things into the space.

Hard, harder, the golden sword did not move.

Qing He finally realized the problem, the mass of things that I don't know what it was, absorbed the golden sword, and she couldn't pull it out with all her might.

It is impossible to give up the golden sword, it is her weapon, it has been conceived in the ruins for so long, and it has long been integrated with her.

Qing He didn't dare to let go, for fear that as soon as he let go, the golden sword would be swallowed and he would never be able to find it again. At this time, she regretted it very much, it was not good to test it, why did she have to use a golden sword.

Anxious, Qinghe quickly thought about countermeasures. Looking up at the mirror, the red mass moved, wrapping the golden sword as if it was about to be swallowed.

In a hurry, Qing He used all his spiritual power, infused the golden sword, and stimulated all the power of the golden sword.

With a bang, the blood in front of him exploded, and Qing He could finally see the red thing, but it had been scattered in pieces.

Retracting the sword, Qing He picked up a small piece, like a red gem. Not knowing what it would be for, she put away all the other pieces and studied them when she got back.

Looking up at the mirror, there was no red wrapping, and there was a crystal stone there, very sleek, only the size of a fist.

Curious, Qing He walked over, and the huge suction force swept her over at once.

The fist-sized spar did not move, but Qing He felt the power that could not be distanced. She lay on the ground, panicking underneath.

It turned out that everything was because of this spar, and it was because the golden sword couldn't be drawn just now because of this.

The body couldn't move, so Qing He used all his strength and could only lie on his stomach.

What the hell is this, the suction is so strong.

Qinghe worked hard, but his body was firmly attached to the spar, with the spar as the center, and he turned several times, but he couldn't get out.

In an emergency, Qing He took out the Qiankun treasure gourd and wanted to put away the spar.

Unexpectedly, it really happened, the spar disappeared, and the suction on the body disappeared with it.

Qing He lay on the ground and gasped fiercely. It was so embarrassing just now, but fortunately no one saw it.

At this time, she didn't know that after watching the whole mirage, Ah Zi and Xiaocao were discussing with her behind her back.

After taking a breath, Qinghe turned over and sat on the ground. Looking around, it was still foggy.

Raising his head and looking, Qing He stood up in shock, no matter how he looked at it, the mirror image just now couldn't be found, and disappeared out of thin air.

Accidents are constantly changing, and Qinghe's mood is constantly fluctuating. What the hell is this place, trapping people in it, and not being able to find the north at all.

I thought that with the mirror, it was equivalent to having a map guide, and it would be much easier for her to explore the treasure, but she didn't expect it to disappear in a blink of an eye, and everything was restored to the beginning.

This is already the case, Qinghe has to accept such a result. She was in no hurry to leave, and sat down in place, ready to rest for a while.

Thinking back to the scenes after scenes he came in, Qing He couldn't help but wonder, what happened to Yunmengqiu Yuan, is it the same as her.

At this time, Yunmengqiu was far away, and after entering the misty stream and separating from Qinghe, he was steady and steady, and walked very steadily. Once in one experience, his treasure hunt went much smoother.

He had already found a few unknown things, and if he was sure that he didn't know them, he put them away, and would study and confirm them when he went out.

Yunmengqiu put away a piece of black-brown rotten wood again, and then remembered that he forgot to tell Qing He how to explore treasures in the misty stream. However, he thought that with Qinghe's cleverness, it should not be difficult for her. I don't know what Qinghe has experienced at all.

After resting, Qinghe groped his way forward. This time she took a different approach, finding a stick in the space and using it to find the way first.

When something unidentified appears, stop and receive the treasure of Qiankun.

She specially took out a vacant Qiankun treasure and placed these things. I'll take a closer look when I get back.

The things in the misty stream are too evil, just like the spar with infinite suction, which makes Qing He feel at ease and put it with other things.

After walking for a while, Qing He no longer felt the gust of yin wind, and wondered if those white bones were silent.

She walked with bated breath all the way, for fear of attracting the encirclement of white bones. Without mirroring, you can't see anything, you can only rely on feelings.

The misty stream is like this all year round, day and night, Qinghe doesn't know how long he has walked and how long he has been coming in.

Check out the Qiankun Treasure Gourd, which contains hundreds of strange things, of different sizes. These are the things she encountered along the way.

Luckily, for so long, she was never attacked again. And she didn't meet anyone.

Qing He took out a small brown sword that Yunmengqiu Yuan gave her before leaving, as long as she entered spiritual power, the direction that the small sword pointed to was the exit of the misty stream.

It has been a long time coming, and according to Qinghe's estimates, there are at least a few miles to go. Twisting and turning, she didn't know if she had reached the deepest point.

According to the news of the Wind Tower, the misty stream is a long and narrow valley, and no one knows what is inside.

Entering the misty stream is like entering an unknown world, experiencing nothing is surprising, as long as you can guarantee that you can come out alive, it is the biggest reward.

Crises and interests coexist, as long as you can get out alive and bring something, there will always be gains.

Some people have found priceless treasures here, and others have lost their lives. But people's hearts are like this, always thinking that they can get out of the way, which is also the reason why many people come here to explore treasures.