Qiuqiu held the bronze mirror and was amazed at its function comparable to surveillance.
But she doesn't know how to use it. To be precise, this is a legendary magic weapon to recognize the master, which is in line with the master's will. So Shi'er can see any corner of Jiufeng with this, as long as he thinks of it.
You can see it. But in Qiuqiu's hands, what you see is very random.
Although this is not an offensive magic weapon, Qiuqiu feels that its effect is even more powerful than attack.
Shi'er's fingertips gently tapped on the mirror, and the picture changed instantly.
This is still a touch screen operation...
Well, Qiuqiu admitted that at this moment she thought of all kinds of big-name touch screen smartphones...
The nine peaks under the night are quiet and quiet.
The picture on the bronze mirror is moving forward, with ice and snow all over the ground, and the peaks under the moon are rolling.
The picture is still.
Shi'er pointed to the person above: "It's this person."
The man looked ordinary, with flat eyebrows, no curves, and short whiskers. There was no impressive area on this face, and it was impossible to find it if you threw it into the crowd.
It is more suitable to do bad things. Others will not be prepared in advance, and it is convenient for them to escape after the matter is over.
His eyes were lowered, as if he was closing his eyes to rest.
The sound of the door opening came, and the man stood up.
The person who entered the door was sweating in the winter and said something anxiously.
This mirror can only see the picture, but can't hear the sound.
Qiuqiu looked at his mouth carefully and could only tell a few words.
"Look for... being captured... being injured." She whispered and turned around and said, "Are they talking about what they are today? Or are they talking about?"
"It should be a human being, otherwise you don't need to find the words."
"Is it because they have important people caught by us?"
Shi'er unfolded the paper scroll on the table: "There were eleven people who died in the mechanism and the sword formation today, and a total of thirty-four people were captured, almost all of them were injured."
Then it's hard to tell which person they are looking for.
Shi'er stood up and took off the long clothes hanging on the side: "I'll go and have a look."
Qiuqiu also stood up: "I'll go with you."
Shi'er gently touched her face. Qiuqiu's hair did not tie up like during the day, but was only tied with butterfly webs on the top of her hair, and both sides were hanging down, looking a little more childish than during the day.
His eyes stayed on her lips for a moment. Qiuqiu's lips were tender, plump and elastic. His fingers rubbed against Qiuqiu's lips, turned around and took the cloak over and put it on for her.
"Go together."
Elder Yuan was talking to people in the house. When they walked into the yard, the people in the house stood up and saluted.
"No need to be polite, where is the person I captured today?"
Elder Yuan personally led the way: "There are several people who cried and begged for mercy. Some of them were involved in friendship and cursed and accused us of making trouble without reason... The origins of these people were asked clearly, and what they knew was very limited, and some were listened to.
The master ordered that some of them were greedy. There were two people with unknown origins, one of whom did not speak from beginning to end, and the other was unconscious."
The origins and words of these people were just seen from the scroll of paper, and what he wanted to see were these two of their unknown origins.
After several formations and gate cards, Elder Yuan pointed to the stone chamber in front and said, "It's right in front. The one on the left came and reported to the Baicao Sect's disciple. His invitation was real, but his identity was fake.
The real Baicao Sect sect should have been intercepted and killed on the way. They took the invitation to impersonate the substitute. The one on the right who looked at the sex of the consort should be a disciple of the Xuanbei Sect. He has been unconscious and asked anything.
No."
While speaking, Elder Yuan opened the door stone.
Qiuqiu had seen the man in the stone chamber on the left. During the day, Mid-Qiuqiu saw him in the bronze mirror. He was the thin middle-aged man with blood stains on his clothes. Qiuqiu was wondering if he had killed someone, blood
Splashed on the body.
But according to Elder Yuan's intention, he killed the disciples of Baicao Sect and replaced them. The clothes were probably peeled off from the person who was killed.
This man was trapped inside the formation, but he was not embarrassed or anxious, nor was he nervous. He should not see the situation outside the formation inside, but his eyes were staring at the direction where Qiuqiu and the others stood.
The eyes were too long and gloomy, like a sharp blade that was about to be unsheathed.
"It's him who killed Heliu."
Shi'er took a step forward, and the air around him was twisted strangely, like water fluctuations.
Shi'er has entered the formation.
The man in the formation suddenly stood up and rushed towards him.
Although Qiuqiu believed that Shi'er would not be injured, she was still nervous.
Shi'er didn't even raise his hands and didn't move his shoulders. When the man was still two feet away from him, he was like hitting a solid wall and was rebounded by his own strength and fell out. As soon as he landed, he immediately rushed again
Come here, this time the drop is even heavier.
After repeated incidents, the man fell so much that he could no longer get up, but he still refused to give up. His fingers that were holding the ground were so hard that they turned white, and the forehead was broken, and blood kept flowing down his cheeks, looking even more ferocious.
Shi'er raised his hand, his palm was white and slender, and his fingers bounced in the air a few times. The man panted heavily, and his limbs seemed to be manipulated by invisible lines, in an extremely unnatural posture.
Standing up is like a juggling artist fiddling with a puppet, with mechanical and rigid movements.
Elder Yuan stood behind Qiuqiu and whispered: "Zhangfeng is proficient in a soul-catching technique. Even if this person is hard, he can't hide any secrets anymore.
As soon as Elder Yuan finished speaking, Shi'er's hand suddenly waved outwards, and the man's body fell backwards quickly and severely. The moment before he was about to hit the wall, the man suddenly exploded.
It was like a balloon full of ink was shot in the air, and countless black juice mists spread out quickly.
Elder Yuan exclaimed: "Not good!"
Qiuqiu held her breath and stared at everything in the array.
The splashing black water and the rapidly dispersed mist suddenly set in her field of vision for a moment, as if time was suddenly slowed down here. The water droplets burst, rotated, splashed, splashed, and splashed, and the speed was even and slowly, each drop
The black water is clearly visible.
Shi'er turned his head in surprise and looked at Qiuqiu, then turned around and walked outward, and his movements also drew countless phantoms in the air.
Come out soon!
quick!
Shi'er's movements seemed to have slowed down many times, and Qiuqiu felt that time had never endured like this.
Until Shi'er stepped out of the formation with one foot. His hands were intertwined, and two more restrictions were added to the formation.
Qiuqiu's legs became weak and his eyes lost their spirit. The black water and mist in the formation instantly returned to its original speed, splashing the walls and the ground were pitch black.
Elder Yuan was unaware of what had happened just now, and even as soon as his bad words fell, he saw Shi'er stepping out of the magic circle and quickly put another ban on the stone chamber.
Qiu Zhang Peak seemed to be frightened and fell in the arms of the peak owner for a long time without moving.
"Is the Peak Lord okay?"
Shi'er shook her head.
Elder Yuan hurriedly activated another magic array and closed the stone gate tightly.
"I really didn't expect that this trap is so vicious!" Elder Yuan said uncertainly: "Is that the Soul-Devouring Mist just now?"
Shi'er didn't bother to answer him. He held Qiuqiu's cheek and put his palm on her back to continuously transport spiritual power. Qiuqiu looked confused and asked softly: "Are you... okay?"
"I'm fine." Shi'er put her palm on her face: "I'm fine. How are you?"
"I'm fine..." Qiuqiu felt that her thoughts and strength had been exhausted in an instant, and she was left with only an empty skin. Her consciousness was like floating in the air and unable to touch the ground.
Elder Yuan was still shocked: "It turned out to be the soul-devouring fog! I had just searched this person myself, but I didn't see any clues. Guan Zhangfeng also checked him, but he didn't find that this poison was hidden on him. Fortunately, the peak master
It’s okay, otherwise, if you only have a little bit of this thing, it will be endless troubles.”
That moment was indeed thrilling.
Although Shi'er has a magic weapon for protecting her body, she has never encountered the Soul-Devouring Fog. He doesn't know whether it can be defended or not.
But Qiuqiu saved him.
Elder Yuan didn't notice the change at that moment. He didn't see anything, let alone feel anything.
But Shi'er felt that time was suddenly slowed down by dozens of times, no, maybe hundreds of times, he never knew that someone could use his own strength to distort the stagnant time. This was something that many famous ancestors and heroes had not done.
matter.
He had never experienced the indescribable mystery before. He could see the splashing water droplets on his face, and the slowly twisting and expanding mist as thin as silk.
His movements became so slow, as if he was wrapped in thick glue...
There is a deeper feeling that he cannot describe in words.
There was something that could not be seen, heard, or touched, that moment was around him. It was slowly wandering and flowing... extremely mysterious and irresistible.
That is...it is like an eternal law between heaven and earth.
But he didn't have time to experience or understand it. It was an extremely mysterious moment, but it was so unfathomable.
Qiuqiu couldn't even speak.
Shi'er hugged her tightly, and could feel her body soft and as if she had removed her muscles and bones, she was exhausted and exhausted.
Just as Elder Yuan said the word "bad" in a short breath, she had exhausted all her strength.
How did she do it?
Shi'er took out the elixir and fed it to her, and hugged her tightly and didn't dare to let go for a moment.
She was trying to save him.
At that moment, she changed the flow rate of time in this stone chamber.
This...it's simple and unimaginable.
When did she have such power? How could she use such incredible magic at her current foundation? Perhaps even she herself doesn't know that she has such power.
Qiuqiu's eyes closed. Seeing that Shi'er was safe and sound, she relaxed and immediately fell into drowsiness.
Shi'er wiped the cold sweat on her face with her sleeve, and a question arose in her heart.
Will this... be the inheritance of the Seventh Peak? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)
ps: The second update will be late. Everyone has to wait, go to bed first, and then watch it when they get up tomorrow.
I am always timid and feel that I have no confidence to ask for votes and comments without adding more. And because I have written a lot these days, I feel that I am very dull and boring. I don’t even dare to read the book reviews, for fear of seeing everyone disappointed.