[Thunderbolt][鷇梦] Qin Xiao and Ming

Of five

The people on the cliff who were accustomed to seeing Ruijing and Changchang saw this bloody mirror image, and they all kept silent and did not dare to breathe.

Moon stars are rare.

A ray of white light came suddenly and settled behind Su Zhenzhen.

"Did he finally find a breakthrough for his long-term suppressed emotions because he was powerless to resist when he was in a difficult situation, and exploded?"

Su Zhenzhen stood on the edge of the cliff, his clothes fluttering, he turned his back to the visitor and smiled, without saying yes or no.

The person who came didn't care about it, he just shook the whisk, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Unexpectedly, he has only been in the door for two years, and he has grown rapidly. Huangru asked me to tell you that the juniors who supported the formation on the Confucian school could not hold on. Xuanzun transferred the juniors of Xianmen to maintain the formation."

"It's okay." Su Zhenzhen turned his hands behind his back, and looked at the projected mirror image above Yanzhong with an expression of unknown expression.

In the mirror image, I can see the immature young apprentice with his hands flying up and down, killing decisively. Although the hem of his clothes and hair are stained with blood, he has not been hindered in the slightest while fighting all the way. A trace of madness.

Su Huanzhen's eyes flickered accordingly, "This illusion is born according to people's hearts. The person who chooses the illusion is the person who enters the illusion, not the one who set it up. It doesn't matter who protects the formation. He chooses his own path. Junior brother don't have to worry about it." .”

"Worried? I'm worried that no one will worry that you, Su Huan, are really 'apprentices'."

"Ha, is that junior brother worried about me?"

"Is there any difference between your apprentice and you?" Tan Wuyu rolled his eyes at this extremely self-sufficient senior brother, "However, the rules of the game of promotion and elimination based on points will eventually be the pattern of king seeing king, and you don't care about it." Who is the 'handsome' on the other side of the river?"

Su Zhenzhen raised his eyes and saw that on the chessboard, the disciples who had been tested by the devil disappeared from the chessboard one after another, and then were transported by the formation to the places where each family was located to heal their injuries.Soon, there was not much left on the table, and the battle situation on the other side of the river naturally became clearer.

"The king sees the king, and the one who sees the king dies. How does it feel to see yourself playing against yourself? Su Zhenzhen?"

The clothes on his body were already soaked, and blood and sweat were mixed together, but Yinzi didn't feel tired at all, and the force of his palms was unleashed. A large number of corpses were piled up at his feet. Ashes return to ashes, but there are still countless enemies swarming like moths to the flame.

Yinzi didn't recognize these people, but he knew these costumes.

At that time, not long after he first entered into a difficult situation, Xiaoyinzi ran into an old man who was willing to take him in. Although the old man was an ordinary farmer with a poor family background, he treated Xiaoyinzi well.But in the following year there was a famine and the current situation was turbulent. For a while, thieves and robbers were starving and killing dead bodies everywhere.Xiao Yinzi had seen it with her own eyes, and the bandit who came to invade at that time had such a dress, and in desperation, the old man actually wanted to hand over Xiao Yinzi, who was no more than an adult's knee height, in exchange for his own life——

The previous owner of the head was this old man, and those who killed him were those bandits.

These people, in a nutshell, are common people.

And people are inherently kind, sometimes it's like a big joke.

Chi Yinzi's throat was hot, and a fishy sweetness gushed out. He paused slightly under his palm, and immediately made people hang paint on his wrist. Perhaps the wind and sand squinted his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were moist. A row of swords and swords.

In his mind, he seemed to see the past that he had recalled since he returned to the Glazed Wonderland. It was the memory before going to the miserable land. In his memory, there was a senior brother Shui Lian who was dressed in black, and he even touched his head and talked softly with him. The quality of the dialogue is real.

He subconsciously shook his head, not wanting to recall, especially the latter.

As if to cut off the thoughts in his head, Yinzi struck harder and harder.He threw the whisk at a human being, poured his internal energy, and blood splashed all over his body in an instant.

But the child who looked like a Taoist boy in Yuxue couldn't see any distress, on the contrary, he looked a little bit more ferocious, his pair of pale tea eyes cast a layer of chill, although he was small, he had a shocking coercion, Like a ghost walking from the depths of hell, gods block and kill gods and Buddhas block and kill Buddha.

He raised his head and looked at the dark sky with cold eyes. His eyes were as firm and sharp as a falcon, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes—this is not an obedient practitioner who should be ignorant of the world, but he is clearly a man who dares to point out the world. The cynicism!

"You said it! You said that you want the world to be peaceful and you want to protect the common people!"

His voice was hoarse, but the words he roared were resounding, as if his master could really hear him.When he spoke again, his voice was shaken to pieces, and his tone was changed because of a little crying——

"But how are you going to save such common people, such common people! Why do you want to save them!"

Feeling terrified in his heart, Yinzi's foot stopped, and the inexplicable spiritual power was released into the ground.

The barrier trembled, and when the magic power outside the formation was low, he vaguely heard an uproar outside, but it was only for a moment, as if it was an auditory hallucination, and then the scene changed suddenly, and when he fixed his eyes again, it was a white fog that had returned to normal.

For a while, the space was so quiet that it was unreal, only the sound of my own breathing and pulsation could be heard, everything just now seemed like a dream, and when I woke up, it disappeared like a bubble.

Yinzi took a deep breath, and the scent of lotus from nowhere filled his nostrils. He calmed down a little, raised his hand and vigorously wiped the cold liquid on his face, whether it was sweat or tears, and tensed his nerves at the same time. , clenched the fly whisk in his hand tightly.

Intuition told him that it was impossible for him to rest for too long.

And just as expected, the sudden sixth sense made Yin Yinzi vaguely feel that something was approaching, he held his breath, and passed the whisk forward in a mysterious way, and was colliding with something, and there was a crisp sound in the valley Echo, layer upon layer, directly fills the eardrum.

"Su Huanzhen," on the cliff, Tan Wuyu looked at Su Huanzhen's fingers that had secretly made a secret not long ago and sneered, "Do you know that you are so protective of your weaknesses?"

"Yeah, Yinzi has just started for two years, and he hasn't learned all of Qimen Dunjia. It's because the exam questions are too difficult. As a teacher, how can we let it dampen my student's enthusiasm for studying in the future?"

Tan Wuyu curled his lips, and then resisted the urge to kick his senior brother off the cliff, and continued to watch the progress in the valley.