The bronze Kui-patterned incense burner in the hall was sucking and spitting out the cold plum fragrance. The moment Elder Baihong put down the cinnabar pen, Xiang Chen smelled a faint smell of blood. The annotated on the essay was exactly the plan for the riots of the demon clan of Baiguyuan three days ago.
"It's strange that the Gold-Devouring Rat Clan can produce a person like you." Bai Hong's fingertips lightly tapped the desk, and the sound was like an ice spring hitting a stone.
The screen behind her was embroidered with a pack of wolves under the moon. The wolf silver head was automatically without wind, and it turned out to be a refined Hunyuan Realm demon soul.
Xiang Chen lowered his head and presented a gilded gift box. The etched Zhoutian Stars on the box surface secretly matched the Yunxiao Xianshan veins: "When I was young, I heard from the old clan that the rules of the wolf clan's kindness will be rewarded for the sake of kindness are longer than the star track - today I know that this is true."
"Elder Baihong praised what I said just now. This is a small gift, and I will show my heart."
Hong took the gift box, her eyes stayed on the box for a moment, and a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes. She gently unpacked the packaging, and the gift box was a bronze mirror with an ancient shape.
The back of the mirror is inlaid with various precious gems, and it shines brightly under the candlelight.
What is even more amazing is that through the patchwork of these gems, an exquisite portrait was formed - a portrait of Bai Hong himself.
The frame is forged with the unique Lihuo gold essence of the Gold-Devouring Rat Clan, but it is melted into the shape of a white wolf roaring the moon. In the portrait inlaid with 3,600 gems, she stands on the top of Yunxiao Fairy Mountain
The portrait is lifelike, extremely vivid, and beautiful, holiness and nobility are reflected.
"This..." Bai Hong's eyes stayed on the portrait for a long time, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, "This painter..."
"Report to the elder." Xiang Chen smiled slightly, "This is made by myself. Although the painter dare not say it is perfect, he hopes to be loved by the elder."
Bai Hong gently stroked the back of the mirror, and stroked the tiny gem particles through the fingertips, feeling their warmth and smoothness.
At this moment, the mirror suddenly made a slight buzzing sound.
Bai Hong raised her eyebrows and was about to ask, but she saw a soft light suddenly lit up from the front of the mirror. A tender voice came from the mirror:
"Wow! What a beautiful big sister, your eyes are so beautiful. They are shining like the stars in the sky!
Your skin is so white and tender, as pure as the snowflakes in winter. Your hair is so beautiful, as if the Milky Way is pouring down!"
This voice is tender and carries the innocence of a child.
Bai Hong stood there in a daze. She had never seen such a mirror before, and had never heard a mirror speak.
A hint of flushed appeared on her cheeks, obviously she was embarrassed by the sudden praise.
This...what is going on?" She turned to look at Xiang Chen, with a little confusion in her eyes.
Xiang Chen smiled slightly: "Report to the elder, there is a weapon spirit hidden in this mirror. It has nurtured a weapon spirit similar to a naughty and cute child. He can't help but praise the beautiful woman, and hope that the elder will forgive his childish words."
Xiang Chen lightly tapped the mirror with his fingertips, and a silver-haired boy as big as a palm jumped out of the ripples. He was holding his hair with his furry wolf ears, which were extremely cute. "The spirit of the weapon collected the clouds of thousands of years and was good at deducing formations - of course, he also liked to tell the truth occasionally."
Bai Hong's eyes glanced back and forth between the mirror and Xiang Chen several times, and a heartfelt smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "It's interesting... it's really interesting."
She gently stroked the surface of the mirror, and the tender voice sounded again:
"Wow! The eldest sister's smile is so beautiful, as warm as the spring breeze blows through the willow branches, and as bright as the sun shines on the lake."
Bai Hong couldn't help but chuckled. Her laughter was crisp and pleasant, like the sound of a clear spring flowing through pebbles in the mountains.
At this moment, she was no longer the tall elder of Sanxiao Sect, but a big sister who was praised for being happy.
"Okay, OK." Bai Yang couldn't help laughing from the side and quickly smoothed out the situation. "You have received my brother's heart, so we will take it off first."
"Let's go slowly." Bai Hong waved her hand gently, with a smile still in her eyes, "This mirror... I like it."
After both of them left, Bai Hong recognized her master with blood and the refining treasure mirror completely belonged to her.
The boy of the spirit of the weapon pounced on Bai Hong's desk, and his glass-like eyes reflected the cinnabar between her eyebrows: "Is it because my sister failed to pass the pass last night..." He suddenly lowered his voice and simulated the sword energy whistling.
"The fluctuations in the northwest Xun position disturb the power of the Taiyin star?"
Bai Hong's knuckles that were pinching the jade slip suddenly turned white. She didn't even know about the secret cultivation of the secret cultivation last night.
How can this weapon spirit be seen?
"But it doesn't matter!" The boy turned his head and jumped onto her shoulder, pointing his little finger to the mirror to draw a picture, "Sister, look, there are seven Beiming Xuanzhu buried here, and next time the moon is full, use the wolf's hair to dip my saliva and draw a circle..."
He suddenly covered his mouth and blinked his eyes and changed his mouth: "No, it's a cinnabar painting array that uses clouds and dew to ensure that it can attract the nine netherworld moonlight!"
"How did you know?" Bai Hong asked directly.
Qi Ling smiled and said, "Because I will be my sister's little helper in the future. My sister is my master. After eating my sister's essence and blood, I can help my sister check her physical condition."
Bai Hong stared at the star map that changed according to her will, and the corners of her cold and hard lips were unconsciously loosened. This mirror can really help her practice her skills and reflect her own mistakes.
The boy was braiding her small braid with a strand of snow hair: "My sister's hair looks better than the laurel tree in the moon palace! Those folk men who say you are cold and cold should have dug their eyes - the corners of their eyes are obviously gentler than the crescent moon on the fifth day of the lunar month when they smile!"
Bai Hong frowned instinctively. What the people said about me? But the boy held his cheek: "Sister, don't frown! The great beauty frowned so beautifully. I sing a song about the Golden-Devouring Rat Clan for you - Xuan Tie made a quilt for the pillow star, Lihuo burned the sky as a candle to tears..."
Three days later, Xiang Chen received another notice from Bai Yang - Elder Bai Hong was willing to summon him alone.
When he stepped into the palace again, Bai Hong was no longer the tall elder. She sat next to the desk, playing with the mirror in her hand, and a faint smile hung on the corner of her mouth.
"The gift you gave is really considerate," she whispered: "especially that spirit...it's really interesting."
You don't wear flattery, especially for women.
Xiang Chen smiled slightly: "Report to the elder, this mirror is not just a gift, but also hopes that it will allow you to relax and care more about yourself while you are busy."
Bai Hong nodded: "You are right. I am indeed a little tired recently."
She paused, and her eyes remained on Xiang Chen for a moment: "You understand people's hearts very well."
Xiang Chen felt agitation. This sentence seemed simple, but it contained countless profound meanings.
He could feel a hint of scrutiny in Bai Hong's eyes, as if he was seeing through this mirror through his heart.
"The human heart is like the sea, no one can say that he can understand it. I only know that sincerity is exchanged for sincerity, sincerity is exchanged for sincerity, and that he can be recognized by the elders. I feel extremely honored."
He smiled slightly and continued, "I am deeply pleased to be able to share the worries and hardships for the elders."
Bai Hong's eyes flashed slightly: "You are also very good at speaking."
Xiang Chen was secretly alert in his heart. He knew that in front of this cold and powerful elder, any words that were too presumptuous could lead to death.
But he still maintained that calm attitude:
"I just said some truth."
Bai Hong said: "Help Bai Yang more in the future. You are still young and have the opportunity to enter the Holy Church. I wonder if you are interested in this?"