Mirror: Twin Cities

When the Dragon God is released, the power of Empress Bai Wei will return. Indeed, the power of the crown prince will surpass that of the sealed crown prince. Is this the first time in the history of Kongsang that Houtu surpasses the emperor?

"Since you agree, then we are waiting for your arrival in Cangwu Zhiyuan." Zhen Lan smiled, but did not dwell on this rather unpleasant question, just repeated the agreement.

"The sky is about to dawn, you should go back." Su Mo stood by the window, urging his pale and handsome face to the dawn of the sky. Outside, Tianma had already sensed the advent of day and night, and began to hiss uncomfortably.

"Yeah." Prince Kongsang's power slowly increased as the day approached, his severed limb jumped up from the table, holding up his head, and volleyed his head to greet the three kings on one side: "Bai Ying, Lan Xia, Hong Yuan, you should go back first-they must be waiting in a hurry."

"'Go back first'?" The kings asked in surprise, "His Royal Highness, you--"

"I still have something to deal with." Zhenlan smiled and shook her head, turning her eyes to Murongxiu and Xijing who were already dozing off, and Na Sheng who was guarding Yanxi, and said to her colleagues, "Don't worry, you go back first. , I will come right away."

The kings looked at each other anxiously-the crown prince and concubine were almost in an accident on the eve of the previous eve. If the prince is allowed to stay by this strange puppet master alone... even if the covenant has just been signed, the credibility is really not high. what.

"Then, let's go back first." The first person who spoke was the White King, who was the crown prince, as if feeling the approach of the sun, the underworld woman became paler and thinner, but her expression was calm, she walked over and shook her hands. The patched cloak covered the volley head.

It should be that the power has slowly recovered, and the cloak stood up in the void, forming a faint emptiness.

Bai Ying bowed her head, tied the cloak around Zhen Lan's neck, then brushed it, carefully examined it, and smiled: "Okay, don't let anyone break it again--otherwise, how can I return it to the Black King? ?"

"At most, I will use magic power to'knot' one more thing." Zhenlan frowned, nonchalantly, but when seeing the sky outside, she became a little nervous and urged his wife, "You go back, and in a moment, the sun will jump. Out of the horizon!"

"Well, good." Knowing that time is pressing, Bai Ying is not talking too much, but just nods slightly, "Be careful yourself."

Then, she turned around and walked out with the Red King and Blue King. When walking by the window, the white woman's eyes stopped for a while, looked at the shark puppet master, smiled quietly, and nodded: "Suma, I'm waiting for you in the Abyss of Cangwu."

Without waiting for the blue-haired man to reply, the empty body of the ghost woman had passed through Somo's body and the thick walls, and walked out of the Ruyi Gambling House silently and came into the court. Tianma was flapping its wings and hoofs, eagerly wanting to return to the colorless city, the three kings of white, red and blue grabbed the horse's rein and stood up.

The white wings immediately covered the sky and disappeared into the sky dew in the morning.

There was still no light in Su Mo's dark blue eyes, and he no longer looked outside through the window, but turned his head in silence, and whispered a few words to Mrs. Ruyi. Then he walked to the side of Zuo Quanshi Yanxi's couch, waved his hand to let the dumbfounded Sheng walk away, and began to lean over to check the condition of the soldiers of the Restoration Army.

"Ah, the prince sister won't speak to me when she left!" Originally, she didn't have the slightest interest in the negotiations between the two big men over there, so she just watched eagerly whether Yan Xi was better, but when she raised her head, she disappeared. Seeing Bai Ying's shadow, Na Sheng felt left out and pouted aggrievedly. At the same time, he moved his body away, reluctantly allowing Suma to take his place.

"Hehe, don't make trouble, if you go to Jiuyi Mountain in the north with Xijing, you will be able to meet her." She just turned her head away, and saw the head floating in mid-air, and greeted her with a smile . Although she was accustomed to seeing such a fragmented situation at the beginning, Na Sheng couldn't help but feel like laughing every time she faced this face-the phantom that had condensed on the snowy mountain really gave her too deep memory, so When looking at this plain face, there is always a dumbfounding being deceived.

"Jiuyi, I heard it is far away." However, Na Sheng put away his childish expression, looked at the end of the sky, and sighed. There, the red sun suddenly jumped out of the horizon.

"Huh? Reluctant to be separated from Yan Xi?" Zhenlan noticed the worry and nostalgia in her eyes, and smiled honestly.

Na Sheng blushed suddenly and glared at him. By nature, he didn't deny him. He just complained: "It's not like you and the prince concubine, who can take thousands and hundreds of miles away. How long will it take to get there? Jiuyi!"

"Yeah." Zhen Lan couldn't help but laugh, and looked down at her with interest, "Unfortunately, even if I teach you magic magic power, you can't practice to travel thousands of miles every day--"

"Spell?" When Prince Kongsang said that, the eyes of that Sheng suddenly lit up. After all, she knew a little about magic techniques. She immediately stretched out her hand to pull Zhenlan and jumped up, "Yes, you want Teach me to learn spells! If you want to learn the kind that can save people, I will learn very quickly!"

Na Sheng pulled a little, and then remembered that Zhen Lan didn't have a left hand, but he still held on to the cloak.

"Hey, hey. Let go, let go! Pull it again and it will break—breaking Bai Ying, I want to say mine!" Zhen Lan looked at her and grabbed the cloak, her eyes were slightly startled, but she frowned, and she wanted to shake it eagerly. Open the sticky little guy, "I teach you that."

"Ah, don't let it go!" Na Sheng cheered and let go.

Seeing the joyous light in the girl's eyes, Prince Kongsang smiled silently-originally he wanted to teach the emperor's holder the basic skills to protect himself, so he stayed.

Can the cloak that is originally "nothing" be held, does this girl who claims to be a psychic possess a certain amount of spiritual power? She is not a boast, if she learns, she should not slow down.

"I want to learn from his ability to stab him and close it immediately!" Na Sheng relaxed, but refused to loosen his cloak, suddenly pointed at Somo next to the couch and shouted, "So I won't be afraid of being killed. You don't have to worry about me, and you don't need Uncle Xijing to accompany me all the way."

"Huh." Hearing those words, Zhenlan's eyes turned slightly on Sumo, her expression was still, but her mouth was smiling, "You can't learn that skill."

"Why?" Na Sheng refused to accept, pulling his clothes tightly.

"Don't pull!" Zhen Lan was taken aback, and hurriedly moved forward following her strength, "I have been practicing for a hundred years, how about you?"

"Yeah, it will take so long to practice?" Sheng Sheng asked in a hurry, "Are there any faster spells?"

"Some and some." Zhen Lan agreed, raising her only right hand, and drawing four continuous fold lines out of thin air. When the end of the last line coincides with the beginning of the first line, the empty square suddenly condenses. Out of the entity, it turned into the shape of a book and fell into the palm of Na Sheng's hand.

"Is it a celestial book like Nine Heavens Profound Girl?" The Dongba girl let go of her cloak in amazement and caught the booklet. She was surprised to find that it was a thin sheepskin booklet. She turned it over with joy, but she was immediately discouraged-- On the cover is a line of pale golden text, jumping around like tadpoles, and can't understand it at all.

"Huh? It's really a heavenly book..." The Sheng didn't give up, turning inside again, still a page full of tadpoles, could not help but mutter.

"It was originally written by Kongsangwen. There are ghosts if you can understand it." Zhenlan twitched, "I'll turn it over for you-do you want Dongba or Chinese?"

"Huh?" He didn't expect the other party to be so diligent, so Sheng was taken aback, and immediately said, "Hanwen!"

Fingers flicked across the air, and the sheepskin booklet in Sheng's hand suddenly changed slightly-the pale gold text on it was distorted as if it were alive, and it changed into the text she was familiar with: "Liu He Shu·Shou Fa Pian".

"This book is originally an illusory thing, so I can change it at will." Seeing that Sheng's eyes widened, Prince Kongsang explained, leaning over to open the book with his right hand, clicking on the title page, and giving The girl next to him said patiently, "Look, it's actually something of enlightenment..."

"Nonsense! It's a real book!" Na Sheng didn't even hear what Zhenlan said. He just rubbed the pages of the book with his hands. The soft and delicate sheepskin gave off a slightly nitrated smell, and the girl suddenly cried out with a real touch. , "It's clearly a real book."

"Really?" Zhen Lan smiled, her lips moved slightly, and her finger lightly tapped. Without knowing what she had done, the book in Sheng's hand instantly became transparent, and then disappeared - she didn't have time to exclaim, and in a blink of an eye, there was a bulge in the palm of her hand, and a tender green vine crawled out!

The rhizome pierced into her wrist, absorbing nutrients, the vines quickly climbed up her fingers, intertwined with each other, the branches and leaves stretched out brushingly, unexpectedly a light blue flower bloomed at the end, beautiful and fragrant. Quickly, the flower turned into a fruit again, with fragrance bursts. Then the fruit was ripe, the leaves gradually withered, and the rhizomes detached from the skin on her hand. The golden fruit fell into the palm of the Dongba girl with a snap, rolled and stopped.

Na Sheng looked stunned, only to feel that the four seasons of dryness and glory were whizzing by in an instant, almost feeling like a dream.

However, the fruit that had just fallen was in the palm of her hand, pressing heavily on the skin of her hand, and the heavy feeling reminded her that everything that happened in this moment was true.