Fox Fairy Little Matchmaker: Play as Shadow Assassin Qi at the beginning

"Who said it wasn't."

Chi Huo sighed deeply, looking at the messy forest under his feet and the open space created by the aftermath of the attack, his eyes flashed with killing intent.

"It's a pity that the other party is very likely to be an existence at the level of the Great Demon King. Otherwise, if we can personally avenge Brother Ximen, it would be worthwhile for us to get to know each other."

As Shitang said, he took out something from his bosom.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an antique mirror, similar to that used by women to dress up.

"However, fortunately, the Daoist League also attaches great importance to Brother Ximen's matter, and let me bring out the Mirror of Time."

"Even if we are not the opponent of the Great Demon King, we can still contribute to Brother Ximen's affairs!"

"Time mirror? But that treasure that can go back in time?"

Hearing Shitang's words, Chihuo looked a little surprised.

"That's right, it's exactly this thing, but it's a pity that it can only be used once, and it has a limit of a hundred years. If the Great Demon King hadn't been involved this time, it would be absolutely impossible to invite such a treasure."

"It's not too late. If we can find out the identity of our opponent earlier, we will be able to avenge Brother Ximen sooner."

While speaking, Shitang shook hands with the antique mirror in his hand, and the mana was continuously poured into it and started to move.

Accompanied by the infusion of mana, a bright brilliance began to appear on the clean surface of the small and exquisite mirror.

A clear ray of light came out from the mirror, covering the open space under the two people's feet.

With the flash of light, the open space seemed to have fallen into time backwards.

Everything started to flow backwards until several figures appeared in the illusory light.

"Have it!"

Shi Tang let out a soft drink, and the two looked intently into the light.

. . . . . .

At the same time, in a dilapidated temple, several figures wearing masks gathered together, as if they were studying something.

"It's so slow, there is no response yet, is it because you are not good at this thing?"

A crisp voice sounded, and among several figures, a tall girl in a bright yellow dress was quite bored talking.

"Even if you ask me, I can't help it. The other side has not activated it. Of course, I can't see anything here."

One of them was wearing a mask somewhat similar to Peking opera facial makeup, and was holding a mirror somewhat similar to the Time Mirror and said helplessly.

"Really, why don't you just make an imitation directly, so that we can find the murderer ourselves."

"Grandma, you can do it, why don't you just ask me to make a real royal sword?"

The masked man in Peking opera rolled his eyes and said in a helpless tone.

"It's not easy enough for me to be able to make an imitation with connected screens, and I'm still disgusted by you."

"But I've been waiting for a long time, I'm so bored waiting here."

The girl was muttering, when a man wearing a "funny" mask spoke in a deep voice.

"Enough with the dream, don't mess around, just wait with peace of mind. Thinking about it, it's been so long, and it should be coming to an end soon."

If someone who knows the goods is here, they will definitely be able to recognize that the few people in front of them are the mask organization that has recently become famous.

No one knows the composition of this organization, where it came from, and who its members are.

The only thing I know is that members of this organization often appear everywhere, slaying demons and killing demons, performing chivalrous actions, and have a very good reputation among the people.

Even if Daomeng wanted to understand it, they couldn't do it, and couldn't find any chance.

But in fact, their true identities are the young talents of the major families in today's Dao League.

The girl who spoke just now is the young lady of the current Wang Quan family and the younger sister of Wang Quan Baye, Wang Quanzui known as the "Phantom Swordsman".

The Beijing opera facial makeup is the second son of the Li family in Taoyuan, Li Quzhuo, a magic weapon master who does not show mountains or waters.

As for the funny mask, it is the young master of the Wang Quan family, and an extremely important existence in the original book, Wang Quan Hegemony!

Because I don't want to live in the shadow of my parents and be restricted by this identity,

So he united young talents from other aristocratic families together, established the mask organization, and acted chivalrously everywhere.

But this time, as the most well-informed group of people in the entire Daoist League, they also knew the news of Ximen Chuisha's death.

They didn't care about the life and death of such a No. [-] person. The main thing they were interested in was the possibility of a big demon king entering the human realm.

Since their mask organization debuted, although they have a very high reputation among the people.

But when it comes to the truth, it is true that there are no famous or very powerful existences.

Even though they are quite confident that they can compete with the existence of the Demon Emperor level, they have never had any good chances.

Now facing such a piece of news, it is impossible to say that he has no interest.

After all, this place is also the place of human beings, so this big demon king doesn't take their Dao League seriously.

Besides, solving the big demon king is also a very good opportunity for them and for them to make a name for themselves.

"When there is news, this guy will let me go. This period of time is really boring and people are going to rust."

"It happens to be able to do activities well."

Leaning against the wall, he was also dressed in a bright yellow Taoist robe, holding a long sword in his hand, "Black Sword" Zhang Zheng with his hands folded across his chest, grinning and talking with some interest.

Among the group, Zhang Zheng is a complete "martial idiot" because Zhang's family's swordsmanship is extremely ruthless and ranked first in the Dao League.

He has always been interested in powerful enemies.

"I knew that you guys would never let go of this opportunity."

"The God of Three Consciousnesses" Yang Yitan chuckled lightly, jokingly speaking from the side.

"I can't help it. I don't have the speed of Fenglei's wings. If I meet the Demon Emperor and get left behind, I will die. I have no choice but to practice with these guys."

"Why do I feel that you seem to be flattering and killing me? I just slipped away from Destroyer Tianjun's hands by luck, and no one paid much attention to it."

Several people were joking and talking, when suddenly the mirror in Li Quzhuo's hand shone with light.

"Hey! It's bright! Did it start over there!"

After waiting for a long time, Wang Quanzui, who was almost impatient, ran over quickly, talking happily.

"That's right, it's already started over there, so I'll just say that the magic weapon I made is fine."

Li Quzhuo raised his chin proudly, ready to listen to everyone's praise and praise for himself.

It's just that at this time, no one paid any attention to him at all, and everyone's eyes were all focused on the picture that appeared in the mirror in front of them.

[PS: This is an addition for the fathers of the judges who rewarded gifts~ Dads of the judges have fun watching~]