"There are bite marks on the arm to form an alliance, and there is also the evidence of this letter. It seems that you are indeed Ao Shun's widow...?"
Ao Ren smacked the word "widow" as if chewing slowly, and smiled slightly, "But, a mortal little girl, it's not enough!"
"If you meet other dragons, they may just believe you and let you go, but... I still don't believe it."
Ao Ren lowered his eyes and looked at the little human girl who was lying on the ground and crying. She was not actually very beautiful, but the way she was crying was really amazingly beautiful and clear. She had a kind of fragility that could break at the touch of a finger, like a A true widow.
It's just that Ao Ren has never been interested in the weak beauty of the human race. He shouted coldly, "Alu, please ask me about my heart mirror!"
Ao Ren said playfully, "The name of this thing is the Questioning Mirror. It is a treasure of the immortal family. It can peer into the human heart and detect the truth and falsehood. If you can get out of the Questioning Mirror, I will believe what you say and recognize you as Ao Shun's widow. From now on, under the protection of the Dragon Clan, no one in heaven or on earth will dare to touch your life or death."
Ao Lu summoned a palm-sized bronze mirror and floated it in front of Wang Xiaotai. This bronze mirror was extremely exquisite. It was inlaid with seven jade necklaces on the outside and pearls and jade stones on the inside. There were two words engraved on both sides of the bronze mirror in gorgeous fonts. In a word: Three thousand worlds, everything you need.
The prosperous and beautiful scenery of the three thousand worlds are all reflected in the mirror.
Ao Ren's attitude was always so peaceful, as if he really put down his attitude and asked Wang Xiaoti for his opinion, "But if what you said is false..."
Ao Ren did not say what specific price Wang Xiaotai would pay, but simply said in an understatement: "You will stay in the mirror forever."
"How about it? Do you dare?"
Wang Xiaotai raised her head and looked at the bronze mirror floating in front of her. The tears on her face were not dry, and her eyes were red and swollen, making it difficult to see her eyes clearly.
Just when Wang Xiaotai was about to say something, Ao Lu behind him kicked Wang Xiaotai into the Mind-Questioning Mirror. The moment Wang Xiaotai came into contact with the Mind-Questioning Mirror, a layer of ripples appeared in the Mind-Questioning Mirror, and it silently She swallowed into the mirror, and then quickly returned to the calm mirror surface.
Ao Ren slapped Ao Lu on the head, laughed and cursed, "When will you change your impatience?"
Ao Lu touched the place where his brother had photographed him, and smiled, "No matter what she says, she will go in sooner or later. If she can really come out of the mirror, then we are not allowed to call this mortal aunt?"
"It's better to give her a hard kick while her identity is still uncertain, to relieve my sorrow." Ao Lu's eyes were deep, and he looked at the calm mirror beside his brother, showing a twisted look. Intimacy, and the resentment that intimacy cannot cover up.
Ao Ren blew out a breath of dragon breath from his nose, "So what if she can come out of the Mirror alive? She is just a mortal, nothing to be afraid of."
"Thousands of years in the mirror, a moment in the world. I'll wait here. You go and bring Ye Jia back. He's still useful."
Hearing Ye Jia's name, Ao Lu's eyes suddenly lit up, like a child who found his favorite toy. He nodded to his brother, bent his legs slightly, and with a strong step, he rushed straight towards Ye Jia who sensed it. The direction of the dragon's blood in the armor.
The sunlight was so brilliant that it was dazzling. Far away from Ao Ren Ao Lu, Chang Sheng burst into tears. Carrying Li Hei, who was still lingering with only half his head on his back, he ran with all his strength, squeezing his hands and escaping to a place far away from this place of right and wrong. .
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The waves were rolling, and Wang Xiaotai felt like she was sleeping peacefully in a cradle with a very gentle amplitude. This was a peaceful feeling that Wang Xiaotai had never experienced before.
She opened her eyes and looked at the luminous blue sky above her head, and saw that there were also the sun, moon and stars in the mirror.
The sun has completely set, taking away the sunset and sunset. Darkness has surged up, and the starlight has completely bloomed in the blink of an eye. Countless stars suddenly appeared on the sky, immediately filling the vacancy of sunlight.
The sun had just faded away, and the bright moon had not yet risen. The stars in the sky were dazzling, and they couldn't wait to gather into a long, clear river of light, which was reflected in Wang Xiaomo's eyes.
Everything in this world suddenly seemed far away from her at this moment.
Wang Xiaotai suddenly couldn't hear other sounds, only heard the beating of her own pulse, and stared blankly at the brilliant stars in the sky.
The red shadow crawled and swam like a snake, winding up Wang Xiaomo's legs, but Wang Xiaomo lay on the ground without any consciousness or reaction.
The red figure was entrenched on Wang Xiaomo's lower abdomen. He arched up and looked at her confused eyes. After looking at her for a long time, he lowered his head, opened his fangs, and bit off a piece of flesh and blood from Wang Xiaomo's abdomen in one bite!
All the muscles in her body spasmed violently, and the belated pain instantly penetrated Wang Xiaotai's head like a sharp sword, and she screamed in pain.
She is most afraid of pain.
For some reason, the Wen Xin Mirror did not cut off the communication between Wang Xiao Tai and the power of faith from the outside world. A steady stream of power of faith poured into the Wen Xin Mirror from all over Jiuzhou and into Wang Xiao Tai's body, quickly repairing Wang Xiao Tai's damaged body.
But even in such pain, Wang Xiaotai still lay quietly on the ground unable to move. She was pressed to the ground by the mysterious power of this mind-asking mirror. She was not allowed to escape, struggle, or cry out in pain.
She was only allowed to breathe.
Wang Xiaotai fell to the ground and gasped for breath. The pain of losing her flesh and blood had already exceeded the threshold she could bear.
Seeing the pale golden granules at Wang Xiaotai's wound constantly squirming and repairing her body, the red figure shook her head dissatisfied, opened her mouth wide and bit off Wang Xiaotai's ribs again, revealing her pale golden... A heart that keeps beating.
The pain gradually spread to everywhere along her heart, and her breathing was painful in her heart, with the smell of blood, and seemed to swallow her whole body.
The cold blood surged up in waves and clogged her throat. Wang Xiaotai couldn't even speak. Her teeth kept chattering and it was difficult to spit out any words. She could only keep coughing, trying her best to pour out the words from the deepest part of her body. spit out the blood.
Blood gurgled from the mouth and nose, and the blood from the throat continued to pour into the lungs. The hemoptysis in the lungs blocked the trachea.
Wang Xiaotai couldn't breathe all of a sudden.
A strong sense of suffocation, a maddening pain.
Physiological tears burst into my eyes.
Wang Xiaomo's eyes were about to burst, and she silently shouted to the sky: It hurts!
She cried so loudly that her heart and lungs were cut, and blood kept flowing out of her throat as she screamed, and the pain was so painful that both heaven and earth were destroyed.
The red figure shook its head and tail, and kept biting Wang Xiaomo's body, first the skin, then the flesh, bones, and then the internal organs and tendons. It tore bit by bit, bit by bit, slowly, but hungry and insatiable. Little by little, Wang Xiaotai's body was completely opened.
If Wang Xiaotai was just a mortal, I'm afraid he would have died as early as the first bite.
But she happened to practice the power of faith and became a demigod. The golden power of faith continued to repair her broken body.
Destroy and repair at the same time.
Such repairs seem to exist for better and more intense damage.
Under the restoration of the power of faith, she will indeed not die.
But that doesn't mean she won't feel pain.
The sound of every inch of flesh being maliciously stirred by sharp claws, and the feeling of every bone being scraped hard, made her extremely painful and almost driven to madness.
No one in this world can bear such torture. Wang Xiaotao's eyes were almost distracted and she could no longer focus.
This red figure was full of malice towards Wang Xiaotai. It even waited for Wang Xiaotai's flesh and blood to be repaired by the power of faith, then bit it down hard again and swallowed it slowly.
Her blood and rotten flesh, her broken organs, and her broken bones were all played with by this red figure.
Her roar changed from anger at first, to despair, and finally to a weak and confused wail.
The voice gradually became inaudible.
She didn't understand why she was treated like this. She wanted to see clearly who was eating her body, but she was pinned to the ground by the inexplicable power of the heart-searching mirror, unable to move. She just endured it all desperately and soberly.
Finally, the red figure took a deep breath, raised its head from Wang Xiaotai's warm flesh and blood, raised its head against Wang Xiaotai's broken liver and roared to the sky. The sound of the dragon's roar shook the world, and the entire inner mirror was shaken by the dragon's roar. A ripple.
The body of the red dragon that had eaten Wang Xiaomo's flesh and blood slowly swelled. It lowered its head and took the still beating pale golden demigod heart belonging to Wang Xiaomo in its mouth. It slowly climbed up to Wang Xiaomo's chest and looked down at it. Looking into Wang Xiaotai's eyes that were already absent-minded.
He swallowed the broken heart in his mouth in one bite, licked his lips, and savored this rare delicacy.
"Bitch, do you still remember me?"
sorry! I'm a bastard!
I'm a bastard!
I'm a bastard!
I'm a bastard!
I'm a bastard!
The bastard is me!
Finally, as a bastard, I am very grateful to Weiwu Xiaoyao book fans and book friends 20220317061017447 for their monthly votes!
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