Xiuxian Work Log

Before Hua Xiangrong could finish his words, a double-edged sword pierced his shoulder.

The serrated blade on one side of Lan'an pierced his chest directly, leaving a pitch-black hole.

Green blood spurted onto the ground, and Hua Xiangrong collapsed. Starlight flickered, and Hua Xiangrong gradually transformed into the appearance of a mirror demon.

The mirror demon lay quietly on the ground, without a sound, as if it was dead. At this moment, the wind seemed to have calmed down.

Algae-like hair spread across the ground, tangled and untidy like weeds. Fresh green blood continuously gushed from his chest, flowing across the ground, mixing and blending with the black hair. It was like emerald green sprouting from the earth, eerie and vibrant.

Lin Qingyue looked at this scene, feeling a little overwhelmed.

This turned out to be that monster, so where is the real Hua Xiangrong?

With a "buzz" sound, Lin Qingyue turned his head and looked over.

Yang Zishen formed seals with his hands and cast a magic seal towards Lan'an.

Lan'an divided one into ten, ten into a hundred, a hundred into a thousand. A single sword split into thousands of identical swords, densely distributed in the air like a matrix. A slight tremor rippled through the air, and the surrounding atmosphere threatened to solidify.

It seemed like a split second, and Lin Qingyue didn't even see how Yang Zishen moved. Thousands of swords pierced the mirror monster on the ground like a meteor shower, as if they wanted to turn it into a hornet's nest.

The sound of "puff puff" of the sword sinking into flesh and blood kept ringing in Lin Qingyue's ears. Lin Qingyue felt that this mirror monster should be dead. Was Yang Zishen venting his personal emotions?

The rain of swords pierced through the mirror monster's body again and again. The mirror monster on the ground looked like it was dead, with blood and flesh all over it, and Yang Zishen's face became darker and darker.

Is this dead?

Or is the one on the ground not the real mirror monster?

Just as Lin Qingyue realized that something was wrong, he felt a chill on his back, and the hairs on his body stood up in stimulation.

No way?

It shouldn't be what she thought, right?

Lin Qingyue wanted to move forward, but he found his legs and feet were sore. Just now he realized that he had lost his strength all of a sudden.

His heart was beating non-stop, and his fingers were trembling and sweating as they hung by his side. Lin Qingyue opened the system mall at the fastest speed ever and immediately purchased a protective shield.

Seeing that the protective shield had been activated, her strength returned all of a sudden, and she immediately ran towards Yang Zishen.

"Something's wrong here! Come and take a look."

The young man in white looked over when he heard the sound, and when he saw Lin Qingyue's actions, his eyes widened and his voice was harsh.

"Don't leave the defensive formation!"

"I just told you not to come out. Are you deaf?"

The voice resounded through the sky, and Lin Qingyue felt a little embarrassed as he looked at her foot that had just stepped over the defensive formation.

She quickly retreated back into the defensive formation, only to stop when she was hit by something.

Fortunately, we didn’t walk very far.

That's not right! What did she bump into?

Lin Qingyue watched helplessly as an identical version of herself appeared before her eyes. Someone was possessed and whispering in her ear, but she couldn't see where that person was at all. It was as if a ball of air was talking to her!

"It's ridiculous!"

"Does he think that a mere low-level defensive formation can stop me?"

It was the Mirror Demon's triumphant voice.

Lin Qingyue continued to call Yang Zishen, but Yang Zishen just turned around and looked at "her" irritably before turning back.

and many more!

His eyes weren't even looking at her!

Lin Qingyue ran to the one who looked exactly like her and opened her mouth. The one opposite her opened her mouth at the same time and gave her a provocative look.

She was sure that the mirror monster had turned into her appearance.

"What are you going to do to me? Kill me?"

The mirror demon pressed against her face and covered her mouth with her hands, chuckling softly. Lin Qingyue felt that she would never make such a shy move in her life.

"Just understand it in your heart, why bother saying it out loud? Now look what has happened, and both you and I are unhappy."

"but--"

"I can't kill you now. It won't be too late to kill you when you are no longer useful to me."

Done.

With a "puff" sound, green blood spurted out of the mirror monster's mouth. Lan'an stabbed out from her back. The mirror monster was injured and could not maintain the spell, and turned back into its androgynous face.

"So you were hiding here, you evil creature."

The young man in white behind him drew out his Lan'an sword, pointing it directly at the Mirror Demon. The sword shone with a cold light, bringing with it bursts of chilling cold.

Before Lin Qingyue could react to his previous state, he was hit by a sudden spell.

After being hit, Lin Qingyue saw the mirror monster's almost crazy smile, with the corners of its mouth opening and closing and muttering to itself.

"I want to become an immortal... I want to become an immortal... It's all you who forced me to do this... It's all you..."

The world spun, the scene constantly shifting. Lin Qingyue didn't know how much time had passed, as if day and night had been reversed. Dizziness continued to surge over him, his eyes were blurry, his ears were ringing, and he lost track of the world.

----

In a village just a hundred miles from Qingjing Town, the ground was cracked, the land dry, withered grass and yellow earth, and the sun was scorching. Looking around, there was not a single green spot in sight.

The old man in the village sat at the door of his house, the exposed skin on his body was like old tree bark, and his face was as silent and dead as the yellow earth.

Only a pair of eyes showed a bit of hope, and from time to time they looked attentively at the dirt road in the distance.

A figure blocked the sunlight in front of him. The man was tall and strong, a good worker.

The old man heard the good boy speak.

"Old man, I'm thirsty, can you give me some water to drink?"

Thirst? Of course he should be thirsty. This place has been like this since he was born. Back then, his father would take them to faraway places to fetch water, then fill up the water tank at home and tell him.

"You've had enough to drink to your heart's content today. Drink as much as you want. But there's one thing: you can't waste a single drop of water on me. It's up to you whether you drink more or less, but if you waste it, then you'll have to worry about your butt."

The figures in his memory seemed to overlap. The old man blinked and looked at the young man carefully.

After seeing the man's face clearly, I felt a little disappointed.

"There's still water at home. I'll get you a bowl."

The old man stood up tremblingly, walked into the house, brought out a bowl of water and handed it to the young man.

"Drink it, young man. Drink it all. Don't waste it."

The small bowl, about the size of a palm, had a few notches on the edge. It was filled with water, but it wasn't as clear as one might have imagined. Instead, it was muddy and muddy, reflecting Wu Kun's features.

Wu Kun took the water handed to him by the old man and drank it all in one gulp.

"Old man, your water is so sweet. Where do you get it?"

The old man grinned.

"Where else could it be from? It's from the mountains far away. I've been getting this water since I was a kid. It's so sweet!"

"I've been walking here and I've only seen people at your house. I can't even find anyone to ask for food."

"Everyone in the village moved away, but I stayed to wait for my son."

The old man looked into the distance with a faint smile.

"He went with them to look for the Qingjing Fairyland. I heard there's plenty of water and endless food there. When they find it, I'll go with them to that Qingjing Fairyland..."