Monsoon came to a mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help but ask himself: "Heaven and earth are so big, where should I go?" He accidentally touched the mirror, and suddenly the mirror lit up, and he was so startled that he quickly took two steps back. I saw a portrait of a person appear in the realm, with the four big characters "Shadow Flow Qashqai" written on it, and at the bottom of the portrait it was written, "Holding a knife in both hands, the body is very fast." Haunted and likes to be active at night. His martial arts moves and haunting locations are still unknown, because the people who fought with him have all died. Below, it reads "Twenty-two thousand gold".

Monsoon tentatively clicked on the mirror again, and sure enough, the image in the mirror changed. This time, it was replaced by a muscular strong man "Marcelon" "In the northwest of the land of Shenzhou, there is a Valley of Gods and Demons." Marcellon is often given to submerge between valleys. It is full of muscles and bones, invulnerable, and infinitely powerful. "Five thousand gold".

Monsoon clicked a few more times, but unexpectedly, a person appeared in the painting, which made him dumbfounded. This person is "Xuan Xuanzi", which reads: "Ask the head of the previous generation of Jianshan, the world's top swordsman." The swordsmanship is shocking and unfathomable. I don't know why, I retired to the mountains and forests, and no one knows where I went. "One hundred thousand gold". However, the portrait of Xuan Xuanzi is different from the others, with a red circle drawn on it, in which is written a large character "濟", filling the entire circle.

Monsoon saw the portrait and frowned. Because of his longing, he couldn't help but preach his hand, wanting to touch Xuan Xuanzi's face, but he forgot that the mirror changed when he touched it. The moment Monsoon's index finger touched the mirror, the portrait changed.

"Master, it's gone. Monsoon desperately lit the strange mirror in front of him. But the portrait that appears every time is different, and the portrait of Xuan Xuanzi can never appear again. Due to the point being too fast. With a "snap", the mirror suddenly shattered.

A young man outside the house heard the sound and rushed in in a hurry. "Ahh I want you to pay for your life!" the young man punched and kicked him, and struck the monsoon in a chaotic manner. Monsoon knew that he had broken other people's things first, so how could he fight back. Fortunately, the young man's martial arts in front of him were not high, and Ji Feng easily dodged the attack of the flip.

"I'm sorry. How about I'll accompany you in a mirror. Ji Feng grabbed the boy's fist and said with a guilty face.

"We have worked so hard to defeat hundreds of thousand-year-old mussels. Take its core and smelt it through the Red Flame Spiritual Fire for 7749 days before making this Heavenly Machine Mirror. Can you afford it!" The boy shook the monsoon away with all his might, walked briskly to the window, and pulled the rope around the curtain. Ji Feng just wanted to step forward to explain, but noticed that above the beam, three iron rods flew quickly from three directions. Monsoon jumped into the air, head and toe level, and spun around before dodging the three iron rods.

Although they had been dodged, the three iron rods had been staggered with each other and stuck diagonally on the ground. At the same time, lightning is emitted, which are connected to each other to form an impermeable three-dimensional triangular formation, trapping the monsoon in it. Unaware of the power of this formation, Monsoon reached out to touch it, and was pierced by the squeaky lightning. For a while, the whole body was numb and unbearable, and there was a trace of pain.

"Zele, what the hell are you doing!" a girl in a pink dress came with brisk steps. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Monsoon, whose face was charred by electricity, and his hair was on his fingers, revealing two bright white eyes. The girl pointed to the monsoon and hid her smile, although she tried to control her laughter, but she couldn't stop it. The girl's slender waist like a willow couldn't help but bend down with laughter, and she never thought about seeing the fragments on the ground, and this unstoppable laugh stopped in a trance. "Oh my God! Heavenly Machine Mirror!" The girl's two beautiful hands were like jade, and her warm and slender hands covered her chin in disbelief.

"Lan Xin, look!" Ze Lai pointed to the fragments of the Heavenly Machine Mirror on the ground and said, "I just said don't take this business, it's better now! Not only did I lose money, but I even got into the Heavenly Machine Mirror." Zele said angrily and sadly.

As he spoke, another person entered the door. This person is dressed in green, with a pair of long bamboo tubes hanging around his neck, his cheeks are scratched by the years due to dry cracking, and his eyes are full of lean and sophisticated. When he saw the fragments of the Heavenly Machine Mirror on the ground, his calm face couldn't help but flash a trace of regret, although it was only for a moment. It is also enough to express the anxiety in my heart at this time.

"Uncle Lei, I just said, this business can't be done. Look at it!" Zele pointed to the middle-aged man in green in front of him and blamed. "Zele, we've been bounty hunters for so many years, and it's not like we haven't traded at a loss. Why can't you even show this bit of courage!" Uncle Lei said calmly with an expressionless face. "......"

"That's enough!" Lan Xin interrupted Zelai's words, and his delicate body slowly rose. At this moment, a cold and beautiful pretty face is also full of extremely heavy mood. Gentle and silent, he stood with his head bowed, his shiny hair slid down, covering half of his cheeks. "Remember when we first decided to be bounty hunters? We didn't have anything. It is not by virtue of unity and wisdom that we have come to this day step by step. Uncle Lei is right, who hasn't done a loss-making business?But what can be done when the matter has come to this?" Lan Xin muttered softly for a while, but Zelai was convinced, and Uncle Lei also clapped his hands and applauded, "Well said!"

"So what should I do now?" Zele finally threw down his melancholy expression like a dead father. "What else can I do, complete the rest of the tasks!" Lan Xin whispered briskly, revealing a slight squeamishness. Seeing this, Zele's heart calmed down a lot.

"Let's go, get up!" Zele tugged at the rope beside the bed again. The three iron rods were withdrawn one after another, and the thunder and lightning triangle array was lifted. Monsoon then learned that they were also bounty hunters. Xuan Xuanzi was killed by the bounty hunter, which made Monsoon hate the bounty hunter very much. But when he was in danger, he was saved by a bounty hunter. Thinking of this, Ji Feng laughed at himself in his heart.

Monsoon has always liked to owe people anything, but this time they did inadvertently damage something that might be important to them. Ji Feng bent down with his hands clenched into fists, and said apologetically: "I don't know what you are talking about 'trading at a loss', but since Monsoon has damaged your belongings, he will definitely repay you." ”

"Alas~ Forget it! Forget it! You can't afford it. Let's go, hurry up and hand over the task with us, and make up for a little mistake!" All black and bright hair, thrown away, leaving a faint fragrance. Zele followed behind him, as if he had lost his soul. Close your eyes lightly, think about it, and savor the aftertaste. "Wait for me, Lanxin!"

"Zele, you're too slow!"

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Uncle Lei's mouth, "Let's go, boy." ”