On top of the mineral vein.
The short Sanhuang stood on a huge boulder outside the top of the mountain. Under his feet was a tightly hidden mineral vein. He looked up at the empty sky. Sanhuang looked around again warily, and finally took something out of his arms. Take out a mirror that is only the size of a palm.
This mirror is very different from ordinary mirrors. In other words, this mirror is not a complete mirror at all, but a broken mirror fragment, with an icy cold light shining on the edge.
Holding the mirror in his hand, Sanhuang put it in his palm respectfully, then put his other hand into his mouth and took a hard bite. Thick blood flowed down the wound, and it soon turned to mush. The whole palm was filled with Sanhuang.
Immediately afterwards, he gently smeared his bloody palm on the mirror until the entire mirror was covered in blood.
After the fragments of the mirror were covered with blood, they were filled with an indescribable cold air. The blood on the surface was slowly absorbed into the mirror. After a moment, the mirror fragments became smooth again.
The mirror fragment that had swallowed the blood seemed to suddenly become spiritual, exuding an aura of gluttonous satisfaction, and then a half-open eye appeared on it.
This half-open eye had no pupil, only a pure white, but it looked like a real eyeball. Gululu turned it, and then stared at Sanhuang who was holding the mirror fragment.
Sanhuang lowered his head, not daring to look directly into this monster's eyes, and said in a very flattering tone, "According to my subordinates' observation for several days, the two envoys were very attentive to the formation formation, and the mineral veins have never been affected by anything. interference."
When General Sanhuang reported what Lingchu and Qin Si had done in the mines these days, the strange eye in the mirror slowly closed, and then the mirror fragment appeared on Sanhuang. Huang's hand exploded and turned into countless powder.
Outside the mountains, on the endless wasteland, two women's figures appeared one after another on the edge of the mountains.
The leading woman was dressed in black, with dark hair tied high. She wielded a small scimitar like an arm and forcibly cut a path out of this primitive mountain range overgrown with weeds.
Looking at the distant city, the woman in black was in a daze. Then, she turned to look at the embarrassed woman in white behind her.
"I didn't expect you to dare to leave."
Nongying looked at the sweat on the face of the woman in white and her pale face, with a look of disdain and ridicule. The small scimitar in her hand disappeared like black smoke as she spoke.
"I want to make a living!" The beautiful face of the woman in white showed perseverance, and although her body was thin, she was as tenacious as a willow branch.
"A way out? Just because you can't breathe after just a few steps? Or is it your identity as a human race?" Nongying understands, but also doesn't understand. Ding Shiliu will only have one fate if he stays in the mine. If he doesn't stay in the mine, The outcome was not much better.
But in the mines, at least you can save your life.
Without waiting for the other party to answer, Nongying laughed again, "If you plan to make a living with your face, I can find a good demon for you."
These words were unpleasant, but Ding Xiangxue was not angry. Instead, she smiled calmly and said, "I will find a way out by myself."
After getting along with him for these few days, she understood Nongying's character. He looked down on the human race just because the human race was too weak, not simply because of the human race.
Nongying has a bad temper and a bad mouth, but among the demons she met, Nongying is already pretty good. What's more, with her cultivation, she could have left the mountains directly and There was no need to walk out step by step like this, and she even opened up a passable road. She did this just because she was following Nong Ying.
This road was opened by Nong Ying for Ding Xiangxue.
What the other party said about finding a demon for her didn't sound good, but this path was the way for many pretty human women in the Western Continent to survive.
Nongying was born into a wealthy family. Even if her family fell and she was reduced to dust, what she saw and heard in the past could not be false. She wanted to find a demon for Ding Shiliu, and naturally she wanted to find a demon that was kind to humans. .
After all, some demons are not so easy to get along with.
Since the other party didn't accept his kindness, Nongying didn't say much. It wasn't a deep friendship in the first place. It was just that they were both slaves and they were both women, so he said a few more words, "It's up to you, Ding." Sixteen, take care of yourself."
Nongying turned around and was about to leave, but Ding Xiangxue raised her voice slightly, her voice full of joy, "I asked Miss Yu to give me a name, Xiangxue, Ding Xiangxue."
"Thank you, Nongying."
The leaving woman in black paused slightly, frowned and snorted in a low voice, "Humph, stupid human race!"
Thank you! Also, it was a rare opportunity to ask for a name! It's not easy to have a name. Give her a magic crystal and she can give you ten different names!
Ding Xiangxue stood there, watching Nong Ying's figure go away, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her sleeve. Inside was the most precious thing in her body, the piece of paper with her name written on it.
As for the magic crystals left by Lingchu, Ding Xiangxue gave them to Sanhuang. With Lingchu's face and the bag of magic crystals, Ding Xiangxue also succeeded in getting free.
Looking at the demon city in the distance, and then back at the vast mountains behind her, Ding Xiangxue firmly remembered this place. When she succeeded in her cultivation, she would come back.
Then he clarified the direction and walked step by step towards the direction of the rising sun.
It is said that on the other side where the sun rises, there is the Pure Land of Buddha. It is the last habitat of human beings. There are no demons there.
Far away in Fumodu, within the Demonic Palace.
The mirror that never reflected anything. The moment the mirror fragments in Sanhuang's hand disappeared, waves of ripples appeared on the deep mirror surface, just like the surface of a lake raised by stones. Among the ripples, a picture appeared. With a mouth with extremely curved corners, Sanhuang's voice suddenly came from the mouth in the mirror.
Not far from the mirror, the demon saint Yin Ziluo listened quietly, the expression on her face never changed.
"Is there anything happening at the houses of my brothers and sisters?" After listening to the voice in the mirror, Yin Ziluo took a sip of wine and whispered.
Apart from her, there was only the snow slave who looked like an ice sculpture and was always by her side.
Hearing this, Xue Nu opened her mouth slightly and said in a straight voice, "There is nothing strange."
Yin Ziluo played with the cup in her hand and smiled playfully, "Yes, those two, you can tell at a glance that they are the proud ones of heaven. They are very proud. How can they be subdued by my useless brothers and sisters?"
(End of chapter)
