Chapter 85： The Mystery of Tianyan Mirror (2/2)
Rather than inexplicably recognize a mentally handicapped child with a son or daughter.
Sang was a little worried.
Although Youwu Ming has successfully refined the thunder in his body by not extinguishing the fire, but the thunder that struck him is clearly just a derivative of that colorful power, and the colorful light in front of him is the source power of the thing behind the scenes. .
You Wuming's lips gradually raised a grin.
Tears of blood burst into the corners of his eyes.
Sang was still indifferent, hanging a row of small flowers on the red tent, like a fan, covering him with even and fine spiritual mist layer by layer.
The colorful light on the broken mirror struggled and twisted in the lifeless palm, but could not escape the imprisonment of the blue and white thunder flame.
After bleeding and tears, the corners of your lifeless lips also began to burst out of a blood spring. His eyes were empty and fierce, and he would briefly glance over Sang Yuan's face from time to time.
Sang fared away from worrying and only stared at him calmly.
It seems that the refining process is still a while away.
Someone knocked gently.
Sang got up from a distance and opened a thin door gap.
It is King of Sangzhou.
”Dad?” Sang looked back at Youyou for a long time, then opened the door lightly and squeezed it out.
Sang Chengyin handed her a jade slip to her: ”Sang is not near to tell you something.”
I don’t know if it’s an illusion. Sang far sees a sense of sorrow and sorrow on the serious old face of Sang Chengyin.
She took Yu Jian.
The blue light rose, and the sound of Sang Not Near came from the jade slip: ”Little girl, Yun Xuzhou exploded the glacier opposite the ice fog valley with a blasting fire, the valley bottom was filled, and all the people in Jinlanlan were blocked. Outside, no trace will be found.”
Sang Yuanyuan: ”...regent is really a thunder!”
”Yu Xuzhou's medicine, Yun Xuzhou, has been given to Yun Xuyang. He said that within two days, he had spit out a liter of blood gu, and it was estimated that within half a month, he could completely clear the blood gu of the body. ”Sang Buhe said cheerfully.
”That's really great,” Sang said far away. ”So, my brother doesn't have to worry about future children.”
Sang was not ashamed: ”Who is worried about this!”
On the side, Sang Chengyin rounded the tiger's eyes: ”What child?! Sang is not close to you, a cub, what's he doing secretly while carrying Laozi!”
”Ahhhhh!” Sang wasn't so anxious, ”Dad is next to you, why don't you tell me!”
Sang Yuanyuan: ”...Okay, you and your son quarreled for a while, brother, listen to me first, you immediately contact Yun Xuzhou, what Ling Gu can cure, don't tell anyone , Including everyone in Yun's, only she knows.”
Sang Bujin was stunned obviously: ”Sister, did you find something?”
”No,” Sang said far away, ”I just feel that something is wrong. Brother, the performance of Huangfu's is really a bit different from the behind-the-scenes man who made this spirit gu. I can't say any specific questions. Anyway, the news It is blocked first, and there is no need for an outside story. It is not too late to discuss everything after the scourge is settled.”
”Okay, I will tell her.”
After breaking the jade jade, Sang turned back, seeing a wave of light lingering in Sang Chengyin's eyes.
”Dad, why are you crying?”
”Who, who cried!” Sang Chengyin blew his beard.
She stepped forward and held each other's arms: ”Dad doesn't think that the girl has grown up, will use her brains, do not need to worry about worrying anymore?”
”I think I'm old.” Sangzhou Wang said sullenly.
”Daddy's sword is not old!” Sang said far away, ”When you are desperate to reach your age, there will be no prestige for you today!”
”Really!”
”Yes!”
Sang Chengyin went contentedly.
Sang returned to the shabby new house far away, and saw Youyou squatting on the bed, holding a small face flower in his hand, and was tearing the face plate of others to play.
Sang Yuanyuan: ”...”
Seeing Sang coming in from afar, Youwu Ming happily waved at her.
She walked over to the bed and sat down, turning her gaze to see the broken mirror.
”How about refining?”
You Wuming carelessly raised a hand in front of her.
Seeing above the palm and five fingers, thunder flame slowly ignited. The color is no longer bluish white, but pure black.
Sang Yuanyuan: ”?”
Didn’t he refine the colorful ‘divine power’? Why is it dark? !
”Poisoned?!” She grabbed his arm nervously.
The Yumie shook his hand and closed the flame.
”I don't like that color,” he said lightly.
”Can it still change color?” Sang was shocked by the truth.
”Well,” You Wuming groaned, ”That strength surpassed the five elements.”
He put his slender fingers under his eyes for a while.
”It's mine.”
Sang was a little bit brain-filled, and imagined that as soon as he shot, it was a black flame.
It was so handsome to foul.
Look at my own flowers...
Sang can't help but hang his head.
”Sanguo!” He raised his hand and rubbed her cheek. ”I saw something.”
”Ok?”
I saw You Wuming lowered his head and lifted the futon and pillow beside him casually.
”...Where is it.”
Moving his body, he found that the broken mirror was pressed under his ass.
Youming: ”...”
He grabbed the broken mirror in his hand and handed it to her.
Sang smiled and sat far away: ”I consciously stay away from it.”
Youming: ”...”
He leaned towards her and murmured, ”Isn't it just me sitting for a while? You didn't touch me, didn't you still love to die at that time, why did you feel abandon.”
Sang Yuanyuan: ”!!”
When she was out of control, she did grab around and scramble.
He is such a good figure, who can not love.
The issue is……
You Wuming saw her face flushed and couldn't help but feel good. She plucked her long arm and led her straight to her, and motioned her to look at the broken mirror.
This broken mirror is very different from Qin Yuchi's one. Behind the mirror is a diamond-shaped mirror holder. The material is the same as the mirror.
She held out her hand, and Youyou put the broken mirror in her palm.
The beautiful eyebrows squinted slightly proudly, a chest-shaped look, said softly: ”Play casually.”
When he wanted to come to refine his ‘divine power’, he had already penetrated the mirror.
When you start cold, this broken mirror is heavier than you think.
Sang turned over and over and looked at it carefully, saying: ”There is a small broken gap under the mirror holder. It seems that it should have been connected to another thing.”
”Try it!” You Wuming encouraged.
Sang nodded from afar, gently holding the broken mirror.
At this moment, her heartbeat accelerated a lot.
”You're lifeless.”
She naturally exhibited exactly the same movements and expressions as You Wuming's first use of the broken mirror.
There was silence in front of me.
”I.” she said again.
Nothing.
No need to try the original ”dead man” anymore.
”Dream without worry.”
There was a flash of water in front of me.
Immediately, the angle of view spread downwards from mid-air, she saw the flying eaves wide hall, the golden red drum banged, the red giant carpet was spread from the gate of the Wangcheng to the jade steps of the main hall, two people dressed in expensive and heavy Xuanyi, joined hands Came on the drum, on both sides of the carpet path, all the hundred officials Qiqi.
The perspective is closer.
Under the well-dressed package, this counterfeit looks very much like yourself. Between the manners, there have been some manners.
Looking closely, I saw that Han and Meng were all surrounded by colorful halos, but the others didn't seem to see it at all.
Sang thought from afar that this broken mirror really needed to be more advanced. The last time I used Qin Yuchi's piece, you could only see Han Shaoling breaking the secluded capital. Today, we can see Han and Mengda getting married.
She stared at the colorful halo and mocked her all.
I was about to frown, and suddenly heard a very low and light sneer near my ears.
Immediately, I saw the colorful halo that surrounded the two men turned into black flames, and they also filled a malicious king on the foreheads of each of them.
Sang Yuanyuan: ”...”
Opening her eyes, she saw You Wuming point a finger at the broken mirror in her hand, her lips full of malicious smiles.
”They thought that two colorful kings and eight would save the world.” His tone was mocking.
Sang Yuan's heart jumped: ”You already see the secret of'them'? Who are they?”
You Wuming smirked: ”Want to know, I'll exchange it with you.”
With a gloomy look, she ran down her collar, her long fingers inadvertently gently tapping the hibiscus fat beside the pillow.
Tuk, Tuk.
Sang Yuanyuan: ”...I see it myself!”
She stepped back two steps and held the broken mirror tightly.
”Head of Temple of Heaven.”
There was silence.
”Deputy Altar of Temple of Heaven!”
Still silent.
You Wuming smiled and patted his legs: ”Little Sanguo, only recognized people can see.”
Sang slowly opened his eyes slowly: ”So you saw a recognized person, and then discovered the secret of'them'!”
She anxiously calmed down and said: ”Jiang Yanji, Huangfu Jun!”
The picture floated slowly in front of my eyes.