Ninth-level fairy

"What are you doing? Let me tell you, my master is a swordsman..." Du Fang panicked a little when he heard something was wrong, and immediately made up a lie to scare people.

"My master is a sword immortal..." Ruhua began to take off her foot binding.

"Your mother..."

Du Fang had already guessed that the woman was going to stuff his mouth. Just as he was about to curse, a sour and smelly smell hit his nose, and a long, smelly foot binding was stuffed into his mouth.

Ruhua still thought it was not firm enough, so she pushed it hard into it.

At this moment, Du Fang wanted to die.

As long as this bitch can escape, I will cut her into pieces, cutting off her flesh piece by piece, slowly, for three days and three nights.

Ruyu walked over and patted him on the head. A cold and yin energy rushed in. Du Fang suddenly found that his body could not move and he couldn't even struggle. Except for his six senses and eyeballs, there was no other organ in his body that obeyed the command of his brain.

These two women are indeed evil cultivators, dominated by Yin energy.

This was the first thought that came to Du Fang’s mind.

Before the second thought came to his mind, his whole body was lifted up.

Behind a huge rock on the beach, Ruhua uncovered a kimchi jar as big as her body.

The strong smell of corpse penetrated my nose.

Du Fang bit his lip and cursed in his heart: "Damn, it turns out that the oil is corpse oil!" If he had known this was the case, he would rather end it with a sword than suffer such a punishment.

His whole body was pressed in.

When it was brought out, a half-frame had been built with bamboo baskets by the lake on the beach.

Half of Du Fang's body was submerged in water, and the other half was exposed on the shore.

"Blow the whistle!" Ruyu said calmly.

Ruhua looked at Du Fang and smiled, saying, "Young man, behave yourself. If you can really accomplish something great, I'll beat the gong and drum and accept you as my last disciple!"

"Go to Nima's last disciple!"

Du Fang wanted to curse loudly. If he hadn't been tied up, he would have drawn his sword and killed the two old women. These two were real people, with human breath on them. Otherwise, he would have taken out the parchment figurines he carried with him and tricked these ugly women.

Ruyu took out a green whistle she carried with her, put it to her mouth and started blowing.

The whistle sounded unpleasant, two short and three long, and it spread far away from the lake.

While Wang Er was staring at the sea, Du Fang chirped twice, trying to call out Wang Er from his body, and preferably to bite off the black rope.

But Wang Er seemed to be trapped by some kind of restriction, and just like his body, he lay on the chest motionless.

"This beast is useless when it's really needed!"

Du Fang's mind had already begun to imagine the terrifying appearance of the mirror monster.

The information given by Uncle Xuanzhen is that this mirror monster is a mirror that has cultivated into a spirit, but the information and scales that have been exposed so far, as well as the lake water, all point to this so-called mirror monster being an aquatic monster.

Its scales resemble mirrors, hence the name "Mirror Monster."

Carrying a clone scale with you can confuse people's minds and evoke people's memories. It is hard to imagine how terrifying the original body must be.

In Du Fang's mind, he began to imagine his body being bitten off and a bloody mess. After a while, he imagined that his internal organs were hollowed out and his body became a rotten corpse like the woman.

There were even scenes of countless tiny insects rushing onto the beach and gnawing at the corpses and his body.

When Du Fang thought of this, he shuddered.

He began to recite silently the Lingxiao Sword School's true sword-controlling techniques, hoping to learn the Lingxiao mystical method of escaping from the shell and cutting the black rope when he was trapped in the past.

The sword energy in the body circulated for a long time, but it still could not break through.

Even the second-level divine weapon on which he depended for survival seemed to be asleep at this time, and completely ignored his calls. After trying three times, Du Fang finally sighed in his heart.

Perhaps it was because his realm was too low, or perhaps it was because the two women's methods were too strange, his body remained like a piece of frozen ice, motionless.

No wonder, this ugly woman Ruhua dared to insert her own magic weapon into her body.

When the woman saw the way he killed the demon, she knew that he could not escape and that he could not escape from her control.

Du Fang sighed to the sky in his heart and began to hope that Li Qingshuang could not find the mirror monster, and could return on his sword to pull him out of this sea of ​​suffering.

His eyes kept staring at the lake, expecting the purple sword's light to appear.

Li Qingshuang is the pride of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and he has the fifth-level magic weapon Yuheng in his hand. Naturally, dealing with these two ugly women is no problem for him.

Du Fangdeng's flowers all wilted, and he began to feel as if his body was slowly turning into a stone.

At this moment, he felt like he had become a Husband-Waiting Stone, no, a Wife-Waiting Stone, eagerly waiting for his ideal girl, hoping that she would appear on a magic sword, covered in auspicious clouds, to save him from the water and fire.

Wishes are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Ruhua and Ruyu were meditating with their eyes closed. Suddenly, they looked at each other and hid their bodies behind the stone at the same time, calling out softly:

"Sure enough, it's here!"

Du Fang was completely awakened by this sound while still in a daze:

In the distance, the calm surface of the water suddenly seemed to be split apart by the spine of a lurking dragon. Suddenly, a wave several feet high surged out of the calm sea surface, roaring in the distance.

Du Fang opened his eyes wide, not knowing what shape the summoned mirror monster looked like. Just looking at its overwhelming aura was too scary.

Suddenly, when the surging waves were about to reach the beach, they suddenly sank.

The lake surface returned to its dark, mirror-like appearance.

Ruhua and Ruyu almost let out a soft "eh" sound at the same time.

"That's not right. How do we get there?"

"Wait, something's happening!"

As Ru Yu had just finished speaking, suddenly, the entire huge rock and sand under his feet rushed up into the sky and flew into the night sky.

Du Fang opened his mouth wide, hardly able to believe what he saw:

Under the bright moonlight, countless glittering phosphorescent rays shot up into the sky, breaking through the sand. In the moonlight, Du Fang finally saw clearly that the monster had no eyes on its head, only a dozen pairs of tentacles, sharp as knives.

On its body, there were almost hundreds of legs wriggling rapidly.

This is a huge insect. The part of its body that is exposed above the sand is more than ten feet tall, and it is unknown how long the part buried under the sand is.

Du Fang looked at the horrifying scene in front of him and felt his body trembling for the first time.

He had been slaying demons for five or six years, but had never seen such a huge creature.

Is this the true form of the Mirror Monster?

Du Fang no longer dared to imagine how to subdue such a monster.

Around its head, circles of scales, as smooth as ever, were like mirrors, reflecting the yellow moon.

"No wonder it's called the Mirror Monster! Its scales are so smooth, you can peel them off and use them as mirrors!"

"Sister, tie it up with black rope and don't look into its eyes!"

Ruhua shouted loudly and soared into the sky with two black ropes in her hands.

"This thing has no eyes, how can it see?" Du Fang was wondering in his heart. When he looked at the shining scale, his mind suddenly went blank and the tragic scene of his father before his death appeared in front of him again.

Du Fang quickly closed his eyes, not daring to look at the shining mirror scales.