After the immortal disappeared

The head of Fusheng's knife was stuck on the mirror surface and could not be pulled out. He Lingchuan asked it: "Have you taken it yet?"

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced, you're awesome!" What's going on with this knife?

He Lingchuan twisted the knife head: "Who did you just call a bedbug who doesn't take a bath?"

"I..." Jing Jing responded quickly, "I'm talking about that guy Gan Laosan!"

"Who the hell are you? If you dare to lie even half a word, I will twist you into a twist."

"I was originally the breast mirror given to General You Shanming by the Tianyan Sect, and I fought with him for many years. I absorbed too many resentful souls, and I woke up."

This thing turns out to be a breast protector? No wonder it's not easy to expose, people are meant to block this.

He Lingchuan remembered that the mirror used by Qingxu and others had the same shape as this thing. It seemed to be a unified product of Tianyan Sect.

Fortunately, he stabbed from behind the mirror to in front of the mirror, which was considered a weak point attack.

Mirror added: "Later, General You died in battle, and I was taken off the armor and changed many owners. They all took me to kill and kill monsters, so that I can maintain my spirituality after the spiritual energy of heaven and earth declines."

"What are you doing here?"

"I was sealed for a long time and was in a deep sleep. A few days ago, I suddenly ate a large piece of Imperial Liquid Ointment. I woke up and found myself in the wild, so I called the Mirror Slave to take me away." Mirror. She was also very depressed, "Although she has my blessing, she is already over 200 years old and her lifespan is really exhausted. I can only get another Mirror Slave nearby."

"Is this Mr. Gan?" As the name suggests, this mirror uses living people as slaves.

"Yes, the rule for accepting a mirror slave is to do three things for him. It would be best if he can agree directly."

That stupid egg. He Lingchuan shook his head secretly. No wonder Uncle Gan had repeatedly warned this third brother not to look for the goddess again.

"Uncle Gan saw how you dealt with Mr. Sha?"

"He was nearby at the time." Jing Jing said, "Do you think he didn't know beforehand? I said this would take up Gan Laosan's second wish, but he still made the request!"

He Lingchuan was silent. Uncle Gan understands that the goddess will not work for the Gan family for no reason, and the price must be paid by Gan Laosan in the end. But for the sake of his own business, he still asked the goddess to attack Mr. Sha.

Of course, maybe think about it from another angle. Mr. Gan has been popular and prosperous for seventeen or eight years only because of his eldest brother. What's the point of paying a little price for this family?

While he was pondering, a two-foot-long fish suddenly jumped out of the lake and hit his wrist directly.

This is truly a stroke of genius. When He Lingchuan was talking to the mirror, he actually kept using his spiritual mind to scan the surroundings in case of an attack.

However, the lake water can isolate spiritual thoughts, and this fish jumped without any warning.

The evil spirit that had just escaped slipped into the water and attached itself to the fish.

His wrist was knocked over, and the mirror was turned over, with the mirror facing He Lingchuan!

The surface of the mirror glowed, and he saw his own face in the mirror.

"Myself" was grinning at him: "Really think you won? Hand over your soul!"

It is deliberately trying to show its weakness to the enemy, and it is just waiting for this moment!

He Lingchuan immediately felt a strong suction coming from the mirror, trying to pull his soul in.

He had already been tricked in the mirror illusion before, but the suction power of the mirror image at that time was simply not comparable to the genuine product in front of him!

No wonder so many people can't escape his vicious hands.

But when the shadow in the mirror was smiling happily, there was a "buzz" in his serious mind, as if someone had rung a yellow bell.

The voice was melodious and deep, with indescribable majestic power. It instantly froze his soul and never wavered again.

As expected, He Lingchuan was finally relieved that the two-piece suit he was wearing was enough to restrain the mirror.

At the same time, his image in the mirror widened his eyes:

From his point of view, a huge city suddenly appeared in the void behind He Lingchuan. Although it was only an outline in the dimness and the details could not be seen clearly, it was towering and jagged. There were many figures on the city gate, and there seemed to be countless people in the air. The voice whispered softly, and the mighty and majestic aura rushed towards my face!

It simply cannot compete with such power!

"City of the Undead, City of the Undead!" Mirror yelled in broken voice, as frightened as a rabbit about to be chased by a tiger, "You are from the land of souls, there really is a city of the undead in this world..."

The Fu Sheng Dao suddenly shook, and its murderous aura interrupted its last words.

Ah, it cracked a little more!

"Death to your sister!" He Lingchuan punched the mirror twice with a ferocious smile, "Spit out my golden-armored bronze figure!"

I don’t know what ghost this mirror saw, but it suddenly shouted the city of the dead.

He doesn't know much about the City of the Dead, he only knows Panlong City. Thinking about the initial journey to the desert, there were indeed countless heroic souls living in Panlong City, killing both Nian Songyu and Sun Guoshi.

Aren’t heroic souls also undead?

The existence of Panlong City has always been his biggest trump card, and he was very unhappy when he was suddenly called out by the mirror.

This thing is very insidious and tries every means to plot against people. If the treasure hadn't been left in the mirror, he would have chopped it into pieces right now to avoid future troubles.

After being frightened, the mirror became more honest and spat out the bronze man in golden armor with a pop.

At that time, the bronze man threw the three of them out of the mirror world, and he fell down together with Hong Luan. If the mirror spirit does not cooperate, He Lingchuan will lose a treasure.

The golden-armored bronze figure turned into a little doll again. He Lingchuan picked it up and inspected it. He was so angry that he almost breathed fire:

"Where is the Xuan Jing? Where is the Xuan Jing in my bronze man? Did you swallow it?"

The Golden Armored Bronze Man is a large battle puppet and requires Xuan Crystal to drive it. He Lingchuan originally only had two pieces of Xuan Crystal, so he stuffed one into it, so he could use it several times.

Unexpectedly, the bronze man's box was empty!

"It's not me, it consumed itself." After the mirror's sophistry, He Lingchuan realized that after the three of them left the mirror world, the golden-armored bronze man cut off contact with the operator and did not receive an order to stop action, so Continue to run rampant.

It is a large energy consumer, and it quickly consumes all the Xuan Jing as it comes and goes.

When He Lingchuan heard this, his heart was bleeding.

Xuan Jing was such a precious energy, each one costing tens of thousands, yet it was wasted like this.

Looking at the scars on the bronze man's body, it was obvious that he had many fights with people in the fantasy world.

Big loss.

But the mirror still screams: "It picks a fight with the person in my mirror and destroys a lot of cause and effect. I am the one who suffers!"

He Lingchuan was really angry and was about to give the broken mirror another lesson when the sound of horse hoofbeats approached and Wu Jinsong and Wu Jinsong finally ran back.

"As soon as we arrived at Baijiao Temple, Gan Laosan turned into ashes." Wu Jinsong was still out of breath, "We fell into a trap."

He Lingchuan shook his bronze mirror towards them, remembering to face people from the other side.

"The mirror is here." He said angrily, "It's all a demon. Gan Laosan is just a cover, a mirror slave signed by it."

Wu Jinsong approached cautiously: "Is this thing the one that took away our souls?"

"That should be the case." He Lingchuan patted the mirror, "Hey, where are their souls? Return them!"

He knocked several times, and the mirror reluctantly spit out two balls of light.

The two balls of light flew towards Wu Jinsong and entered through their seven orifices respectively.

The two of them shuddered, their eyes quickly changed from dull to clear, and their expressions became lively.

Then they looked at each other, clasped their fists at He Lingchuan and said, "Thank you, Master He, for your help!"

Just by hearing the difference in their tone of voice, He Lingchuan knew that they had returned to their senses. No, they had returned to their senses and had their own emotional changes.

"We still need to retrieve Mr. Sha's lost soul."

Jing Jing hurriedly said: "Okay, but if I let him out now, his soul will dissipate." From here to Shafu, the journey is more than a hundred miles? Even if it is a living soul, it cannot be separated from the body or container for too long.

All his companions were killed by it. Xu Dongdong hated it so much that he gritted his teeth: "No need! We have seabed trees that can inhabit the souls..."

How could they not prepare a container when they came to look for Mr. Sha's lost soul? But his words were interrupted here, because he suddenly remembered that the underwater wood originally existed in the hands of his companions, but his companions died in the mirror world.

"Give us back the sea wood!"

The mirror remained silent, pretending not to hear. It's not stupid. Once the things are handed over, the machete will probably fall.

"It seems that I have to take this thing back with me." Wu Jinsong looked at He Lingchuan and hesitated before saying, "I wonder if Mr. He is willing to transfer it..."

This was someone else's trophy, and He Lingchuan was capable. What price should he offer to ask the other party to transfer the mirror?

He Lingchuan waved his hand: "Are you two going back to King Baoshu's Tutor Mansion?"

"Exactly."

"I'm going to Bejia too." He Lingchuan grinned, "Are I coming with you?"

Wu Jinsong was overjoyed: "This is really the best!"

His heart suddenly felt relieved, and the smile on his face became brighter: "You will return the soul of the young master, and I will be grateful to you!"

He Lingchuan laughed twice, feeling that he was more sincere when he was in despair.

Immediately they asked Jing Jing to return the five bodies of Shafu's guards and bury them with engraved monuments on the edge of Mochou Lake.

Wu Jinsong and Xu Dongdong read them prayers and poured two more bottles of wine before taking the horses and returning to Wuze County with He Lingchuan.

Regarding Mr. Gan, He Lingchuan also had a plan:

He forced the mirror to terminate the mirror slave contract and let Gan Sanye regain his freedom.

It would be too cheap for Mr. Gan to kill him with one sword.

To be honest, although the soul-capturing mirror is not a good thing, the Gan family is in turmoil and the situation of Mr. Gan is so unbearable that becoming a mirror slave of the soul-capturing mirror is actually the best way out.

The goddess was cut in half by He Lingchuan before, and she could quickly heal herself through her identity as a mirror slave. Not to mention that she lived for more than two hundred years, which was far beyond the life span of ordinary people.

If this mirror is used as a dirty trick, it might really be able to bring the Gan family out of the quagmire.

Didn’t Uncle Gan demonstrate it once?

Evil things have their own evil uses, and evil ways have their own evil conveniences.

He Lingchuan specifically asked the mirror to cancel this contract, bring Mr. Gan back to his original form, and accept what he should have accepted.

For a parasitic person like him, once the mainstay of the family falls, what will happen to him...

hehe.