Chapter 439 In the Mirror

He Lingjiang looked down at the octagonal glass mirror sent by Pei You.

Because Pei You broke the illusion and the mirror magic was broken, and it had already cracked into several petals. It also lost the glazed light and became dim.

This glass mirror can trap Pei You, who has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship for a moment, which shows that the person who forged this mirror and the person who cast the magic should not be underestimated.

Such a person...

She couldn't help but squint her eyes, wondering what kind of connection was with the left envoy of the divine palace...

He Lingjiang placed it in front of him and then sat cross-legged.

As she pinched her hands, a light golden light slowly flowed from her fingertips to the broken glass mirror, and then spread along the cracks.

He Lingjiang turned his left palm slightly, and his fingertips moved his fingers lightly, then he formed a round talisman with golden light, which was suspended lightly in his palm.

Push forward gently, the talisman seal hangs above the glass mirror and circles, and golden light slowly sprinkles from the talisman seal.

At the same time, the golden light around the crack of the glass mirror began to jump, and then it was involved and condensed little by little.

He Lingjiang held his breath and moved carefully in his hands.

After a while, the golden light leaping stopped, and the talisman seal also dissipated in the air.

He Lingjiang then withdrew his hand and slowly let out a breath of turbid air.

She reached out to take the glass mirror and looked carefully. The originally shocking crack had disappeared, with only a few dark patterns shining with golden light.

She couldn't help but feel a little relieved, and she had made up for some.

Immediately afterwards, He Lingjiang's eyebrows and eyes were soaring, and the octagonal glass mirror was thrown into the air by her.

She pushed her palm and slammed her eyes, and she was already in the realm of a glass mirror.

The environment in this glass mirror does not seem to be novel, it just looks like an ordinary aristocratic courtyard, with pink walls and black tiles, flying eaves and corners, veranda lake bridges in the courtyard, and flowers and trees.

He Lingjiang looked around and then walked forward.

Not far away, I saw a pavilion exposed in the plum blossoms. There was a man in the pavilion, with a graceful figure and a costume.

The sleeves of the water are gently raised, and the singing style is also gently floating into the ears: "The clear silk blows into the courtyard, swaying spring like a thread. Stop for a while, and the flowers are filled with flowers. The untie the diamond flowers steal half of the face, and the colorful clouds are scattered.

How could I show my whole body…”

The lyrics are misty, and people and scenery seem to become more and more uncertain. The whole illusion is like a small boat swaying in the water, swaying gently.

The man tapped his feet gently, pointed his fingers on his cheeks, and his face was slightly exposed as if he was a flowery person.

"Yah..." She raised her sleeves in her hand lightly, and then rushed straight to He Lingjiang's neck like a sharp arrow.

He Lingjiang's eyes shrank suddenly, and he lowered his waist and leaned over to avoid the attack.

It was this time when she leaned over that she realized that the surrounding scenery had changed inadvertently.

At this moment, there were exactly the same pavilion in the eight directions, the girl, and the water sleeves that shot towards her quickly.

The blame is the octagonal glass mirror.

He Lingjiang couldn't help but be glad that her first reaction was to lower her waist and avoid it. If she passed by side, she might have been pulled directly by the water sleeve.

She pulled out the long sword and turned up. The water sleeves around her were cut off by the sword energy and rose down.

When the woman who was singing the opera saw that her sleeve was cut, she couldn't help but her eyebrows were raised and she sternly said in her singing voice: "Bold thief!"

After saying that, he flew from all directions to attack He Lingjiang.

He Lingjiang flipped his wrist, put away his long sword, and made a seal with him as the center. Then he pushed his palms violently, and the woman was shaken away by the force and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Tsk!" He Lingjiang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "People in this illusion can vomit blood..."

The woman was injured and looked at He Lingjiang with hatred in her eyes: "You have misunderstood my meeting with my sweetheart, I will definitely let you pay for your life!"

I have to say that it was quite terrifying to be watched from all directions by someone like this for a moment, and I wish I could take a bite of the meat.

He Lingjiang smiled and said, "Oh, do you still have a love man?"

The woman suddenly felt like she was angry, and a black air suddenly appeared all over her body. Her flower-like face seemed to be corroded and gradually corroded, suppurated, revealing the skeleton inside, and even dense white insects were hidden among them.

OK.

The stench at the tip of his nose was unpredictable. He Lingjiang suppressed his heart and rolled, only to blame his eyes for being so good that he could see so clearly at this moment.

The beauty instantly turned into carrion and dead bones.

Although she had seen many evil spirits and evil spirits, she just wanted to have a pair of eyes that she had never seen before.

The rotten flesh and dry bones laughed charmingly, and then stretched out their claws to grab He Lingjiang.

He Lingjiang's feet were spinning rapidly, barely avoiding attacks from all directions.

Because she was too close, she could see the worm squirming between the rotten flesh clearly.

He Lingjiang couldn't help but complain, is it necessary to be so realistic at this point?

Is the person who set up this illusion too much to pursue perfection or is there some unknown evil taste? He is afraid that he is not going to make people vomit to death?

She had not heard Pei You mention this to her before. After she wanted to see him enter the country, she directly thought of a way to break through the realm with swordsmanship.

Unlike her, she wanted to explore the glazed illusion and find some clues, but she called herself the situation.

She raised her sleeves and threw out several talismans from her sleeves and pasted them on eight rotten bones. The hand that was about to attack her was immediately fixed.

He Lingjiang held back his heart and looked at him again, then he flew away.

Almost the moment she landed on the ground, the scene changed in front of her.

A scholar holding a scroll was reciting by the window. When he heard the movement outside the window, he raised his head and looked at He Lingjiang, and his eyes suddenly felt affection: "Li Niang..."

He Lingjiang couldn't help but get goosebumps by his gentle eyes: "Look your eyes wide and see clearly, which one is your Li Niang?"

The scholar turned a blind eye to him, put down his book and ran towards He Lingjiang. The desk blocking in front of him seemed to be nothing, and he could walk through it, and he immediately arrived in front of He Lingjiang.

He Lingjiang waved his hand, and the scholar was immediately determined to move in his original place, and his hands stretched straight towards He Lingjiang.

She lowered her eyes and saw that there was an inexplicable color on her palm, which looked like something was wrong.

He Lingjiang squatted down and then escaped from all directions under his palm.

The plum blossoms that are not in line with the season, the pavilion, the woman singing opera, and the nerd who keeps calling out "Li Niang"...

He Lingjiang can now know where the singing in this glass mirror came from.

Isn’t it the “Resurrection” that He Yunjia peeked at a while ago?

Sure enough, immediately afterwards, she met the prefect, maid, flower god, judge, and ghost soldiers in the play.

He Lingjiang couldn't help but admire that the person who set up the illusion with the glass mirror was really clever and thoughtful. He actually moved a play to the glass world. He did it so meticulously, but he still felt bad in his heart.

Son.

This person is really interesting!
Chapter completed!