Han Yiming walked through the day, and was so tired that he had never felt before. He felt sore all over. He woke up shortly after a while, and then fell asleep again. After a while, a gust of wind blew over and was very cold. Han Yiming half asleep and half awake, shrank for a moment. Suddenly, a white light flashed, and he closed his eyes, feeling very dazzling. When he opened his eyes, he saw a bronze mirror shooting a cold white light, facing him.

He was stunned for a while, then reached out and touched the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror in front of his chest. He only thought that this bronze mirror was the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror. The master also said that he did not know the use of the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror, so he asked him to explore it by himself. Although his mind was confused, he immediately reached the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror. But after touching it, there was still a hard piece in his arms, and the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror was still lying quietly in his arms. I don’t know where the bronze mirror in front of me came from, and was stunned. But he saw the bronze mirror slowly moving from top to bottom.

The cold luster of the bronze mirror showed the tiny wherever they went. The luster suddenly stopped, and Han Yiming looked at the place where the luster shone, and the fiery red Muzhi was in it. Muzhi had stopped licking his fingers, and the pony clashed left and right, intending to escape from the cold luster of the bronze mirror. But no matter which side they ran to, the cold light on the bronze mirror always enveloped them firmly.

Han Yiming woke up from his sleep, a little confused. After a while, he saw that Mu Zhi could not escape the luster of the bronze mirror, so he suddenly realized that the bronze mirror was also a treasure. After illuminating Mu Zhi, Mu Zhi couldn't escape. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and wanted to take Mu Zhi out from under the bronze mirror and let them run away. As soon as his finger reached the edge of the green light, a chill came from his fingertips. The chill touched his fingertips and quickly swept across his body. In an instant, his fingertips hurt, and even his arms were almost frozen, and his body was trembling with coldness.

Suddenly, Huang Jingxuan said, "Brother Pingbo, did Yiming offend you? I asked him to apologize to you, don't mess with a junior." He only heard the Taoist Pingbo said, "Fellow Daoist Hu, I didn't mess with him. I have my own reasons." Han Yiming's whole body was frozen, and his teeth were knocked out, and the bronze mirror suddenly flew up and flew into the hands of the Taoist Pingbo several feet away opposite.

When Huang Jingxuan made a sound, all the disciples of Lingshan woke up. Du Qingfeng suddenly saw Han Yiming covered in frost, sitting on the ground trembling, and shouted: "Junior brother, what's wrong with you?" He reached out to help Han Yiming. As soon as he touched Han Yiming's arm, a chill came straight towards him, causing his fingers to feel sore. After a little hesitation, the chill had already spread throughout his body.

No matter how well Huang Jingxuan was in good condition, he couldn't help it and said, "Brother Pingbo, are there any offenses among these disciples?" The bronze mirror in the hand of the Taoist Pingbo shone on Han Yiming with a long green light. He looked up and down at Han Yiming. Han Yiming was almost frozen and could not even speak. He was just anxious. I hope Huang Jingxuan could help and let Mu Zhi escape.

After a while, the Taoist Pingbo smiled and said, "So it's this." Han Yiming saw a big hand appearing in the green light. He grabbed Mu Zhi in his palm and quickly retracted. As soon as the hand retracted, the green light on the bronze mirror disappeared without a trace. Han Yiming also warmed up, sat for a while, his hands and feet were moving. He watched the hand grab Mu Zhi from himself, but he could not hold it. He jumped up and rushed towards the place where the Taoist Pingbo was.

The Taoist Pingbo grabbed Mu Zhi in his hand, his eyes shining. He looked Mu Zhi up and down several times in the moonlight, and exclaimed: "Good things, good things. There is also this good thing not here." Mu Zhi struggled in his hand, but he couldn't escape. Han Yiming was about to say, "Let it go." But he saw the Taoist Pingbo grabbed the villain with one hand and sent the horse to the edge of the mouth with the other hand. With a "click", he bit the horse's head off.

Han Yiming was stunned and could not even speak. Pingbo Taoist lips moved, and the sound of "cracking" in his mouth could not be chewed, and the four hooves in his hand were still trembling and stretching. But he didn't care at all. He chewed heavily and swallowed, and then sent the headless pony to his mouth, bit off a piece and chewed it all the juice. Han Yiming stayed for a long time before he squeezed out a sentence from his mouth: "It's still alive, you, you, you, that's it..."

He said a few times, and saw the pony's broken body still moving, and he could not continue to say anything. He felt heartache, and was eaten by someone alive. I don't know what others did. He saw it in his eyes, but he was extremely cruel. The Taoist Pingbo ate very fast, and after a moment he had eaten the pony completely, without leaving any left. He took the villain again, and without looking at it, he put his head into his mouth and bit it down. Han Yiming rushed forward and wanted to steal the villain, but the disciples of the Taoist Pingbo quickly stood up and surrounded the Taoist Pingbo in the center. Han Yiming could not pounce on him, but they stopped him outside. He ignored him, took a few steps back, and rushed straight over. Suddenly, someone behind him grabbed him, and when he looked back, Huang Jingxuan said from afar, "Yiming, come back."

Han Yiming saw that the villain stretched and contracted his limbs, which was very pitiful, and could not help it. He said, "Second Master, he, he ate them all alive." Huang Jingxuan said, "Yiming, come back." Han Yiming gritted his teeth, looked at the Taoist Pingbo, and turned back. The "crack" behind him came into his ears, and he couldn't help but look back. The Taoist Pingbo kept sending the villain to his mouth. Han Yiming could not keep watching. He gritted his teeth and turned around and left.

He always felt unwilling to accept that Mu Zhi was pitiful, and always hoped that Taoist Pingbo would be very compassionate. If Mu Zhi was let go, he would let the broken Mu Zhi go, and he would feel a little more peaceful. Thinking of this, he walked slowly. Before he could take a few steps, he heard the Taoist Pingbo behind him say, "I ate this, and you hate me, right?"
Chapter completed!