Mirror Stream....
In Mo Chen's eyes, a trace of remembrance flashed.
In my impression, she is a quiet and well-behaved girl who respects her teacher.
And on the battlefield, in the face of abundant and evil things, she is a different look.
Holding a sword in his hand, he was decisive and made many achievements.
At that time, she was the object of yearning and worship for countless cloud riders, and the scenery was infinite.
It's a pity.
The demon yin body is the fate of the immortal species.
No matter how beautiful a person is, he will not be an exception.
Falling into it will make people extremely paranoid and change their temperament drastically.
Eventually....
Coming late at night is not as simple as catching up on the old days.
"Hmm, where are you going, big guy?" Qingque
looked up at Mo Chen, who suddenly got up, with curious eyes.
A cute and innocent girl on the outside, she also noticed the abnormality.
It's a sense of crisis.
"An old man came to me to see.
Mo Chen said softly, motioning for the green finch to wait here.
After saying that, the retiree held his sword and went out slowly.
“... Oh.
Qingque looked at the departing figure, and only reacted after a moment.
Wait a minute, the phone is still in her hand.
Didu Didu
- In the group of comrades-in-arms of Mo seniors, the news is still scrolling.
[Yao Qing Heavenly Strike]: What about the Green Sparrow Girl? Why did she suddenly stop talking.
[Zhu Ming Candle Yuan]: It's all about you shouting and fighting.
[Heavenly Strike]: What do you say?![Heavenly Strike
]: Be careful to go to your house another day and shovel all the mines away (threatening .jpg) [
Yuque Rongtao]: I watch the sky at night....
[Group Leader]: Please don't repeat frequently for a group member.
[Rong Tao]: Some people are afraid that they will commit the peach blossom robbery.
There was a sudden silence in the group.
[Group Leader]: In
the Shence Mansion, Jing Yuan, who was still happy with the water group, had a stiff smile.
I'm still having fun here.
His own master, Jingliu, shouldn't be at this time...!Jingliu
used to be a cloud rider, and the person he respected and admired the most was Senior Mo.
Abbreviation, Little Fan Sister No. 1.
After falling into the demon yin, the whole person did go crazy, and went farther and farther on the road of illness.
And for now, the object of mirror stream paranoia....
It's not good, there's going to be a big problem!
[Group Leader]: Offline
【Heart is like stopping water】: I'm sorry, the big guy just went out with something.
Qingque's cheeks were slightly bulging, and in her beautiful eyes, alertness flashed.
If it's a fight, the big guy's eyes just now are not quite right.
For some reason, a strange thought surrounded the girl's heart.
Old friend... Ice Sword....
A silver-haired woman with a good figure?!
[Heavenly Strike]: Do you want to go out and fight?[Heavenly Strike]:
Did you walk with a sword?
Yaoqing people are like this, they are full of martial virtue, and they are uncomfortable if they don't fight.
[Heart like stopping water]: No! (Tuan Que surprised .jpg)
[Hua]: Don't worry, let's see the situation as comrades.
At the same time, the phone vibrates.
[Mo's comrades-in-arms invite you to join the video call
] [Joined: 6/8
] [Group leader: Rushing, refused]
....
Da, da.
In the dead of night, the moon hangs high.
Mo Chen bathed in the moonlight and walked out of the stone path.
"After avoiding me for so long, don't you want to come out?" he
looked up and whispered into the seemingly unoccupied courtyard.
There
was no response.
Suddenly.
"Whoosh——!"
In the darkness, thunder flashed.
A huge black shadow flew towards you with the roar of the machinery.
There was a thud, and the ground shook.
"Combat machinery that does not belong to Xianzhou.
Mo Chen looked at the big guy who smashed a pit not far away, and said softly.
Extinct the Iron Tomb of the Great Monarch, has your hand been stretched out so long?
Through the moonlight, more details can be seen.
It was a robot made of metal and equipped with all kinds of firepower.
At the joints that had long been immobile, the sword slashes were all over the place, and the frost condensed.
If it's a real person...
"It's so heavy.
Mo Chen sighed lightly.
It can be seen that the methods of the person who wields the sword are extremely cruel and his mental state is unstable.
[Command... Slaughter... Command...]
The moment when the electronic murmur just sounded.
The fierce fist wind is approaching suddenly.
Click——!
Mo Chen punched through the metal armor, and took out its core parts like disemboweling, and directly shattered them.
It's finally quiet.
The electronic devices that make him unhappy, that's how it ends.
Retirees are afraid that others will not be violent enough.
"Heh...
"Master, do you like my greeting ceremony?"
A low laugh sounded, and while he was happy, he was suppressing something.
The mirror emerged from the darkness, her supple silver hair scattered along her delicate body, and her eyes were wrapped in black veil.
She looked at Mo Chen, and the corners of her good-looking mouth raised a pleasant and sickly arc.
Master, the apprentice is back to you again.
"Long time no see, Mirror Flow.
Mo Chen stared at her for a moment and said softly.
He was only responsible for mentoring and never accepted disciples.
Jingliu mouthed a master, because of the obsession of the demon yin body.
Just as Mo Chen was ready to speak to soothe his emotions.
"Master, who is that girl who has been with you all day?" Jingliu
slowly raised the long sword in his hand and asked softly.
The moon is dark and the wind is high, and there are a few strands of messy hair at the corners of her mouth, dangerous and tempting.
As soon as the words fell.
"Hold your breath and concentrate, don't let the Demon Yin Body control your mind!" Mo
Chen didn't answer the question, and his tone was a little more stern.
What sickly, bells and whistles.
What a girl, and she's still crazy.
The fear of illness comes from a lack of strength.
Obviously, Mo seniors are not among them.
"Master...!"
Jingliu's delicate body trembled, and she regained some consciousness.
When I was young, I practiced beside my predecessors, and that harshness was already engraved into my memory.
Somewhat with a bit of blood suppression.
"Sober up?" Mo
Chen hugged his arms, not breathing.
Looking for him, a retiree, at night, let him not rest.
"Yes, Master. "
I'm not your master.
"I understand, Master. I
can't talk about it anymore.
Mo Chen raised his sword scabbard and knocked on the scrapped robot.
I wanted to contact Jing Yuan, but I found that the phone was not on my body.
"Qingque, this girl, I don't know what I'm talking to them about. The
subconscious chatter suddenly changed the atmosphere.
"Blue Sparrow... It turned out to be the girl's name.
Jingliu whispered faintly, and his tone was inexplicable.
That's when it happened.
"Crunch-"
an abrupt sound, clearly audible in the middle of the night.
The window in the distance, pushed open.
A delicate and cute little face poked out.
"Hey... Comrades-in-arms, you can see clearly.
Qingque held up her mobile phone, turned on the camera to start a group video chat, and asked in a low voice.
Suddenly, she blinked and met someone's eye.
Mirror Stream: ....
Blue Sparrow: ....
Mo's comrades-in-arms: Maybe they didn't come at the right time.
