The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

On the desolate and strange land of the Ghost Clan's former site, Su Yang groped forward with difficulty.

The bloody color never fades, making this desolate land seem even more tragic, filled with endless sorrow and desolation.

"Wuwuwu...Brother, where are you? I'm lost...wuwuwu."

Su Yang walked with tears and snot, his heart full of confusion and anxiety. He didn't know how long he would have to linger in this horrible place.

Suddenly, his steps paused, and a strange touch came from the soles of his feet, making his heart tighten suddenly.

"What the hell?"

Su Yang muttered as he slowly squatted down, carefully pushing away the gravel and dust under his feet, and an object shining with bright light gradually emerged.

"Oh my god, baby!"

Su Yang's eyes widened instantly, and the look of surprise formed a sharp contrast with the previous fear.

It turned out to be a small and exquisite mirror. This mirror was completely opposite to the desolate atmosphere, as if it came from another world.

The frame of the mirror is carved with exquisite patterns. Those patterns are delicate and complex, sparkling with a mysterious light, as dazzling as the stars in the night sky.

This item is what Long Huayuan has been looking for - the Tenth Generation Yin-Yang Mirror. She has been searching for it for many years without success, but she didn't expect it to be buried here.

Su Yang was deeply attracted by this mirror. "Tsk tsk tsk! I'm embarrassed to take other things out, but this small mirror shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Thinking of this, he took the mirror in his hand and looked at it carefully. His slightly tired face was reflected in the mirror, but the light seemed to have a magical power that made him feel a little relieved.

"Hehe, put it on, put it on, go back and show it to your brother." Su Yang wiped his tears and put the mirror in his pocket.

Along the way, he tripped countless times, but each time he held his pockets tightly, fearing that the mirror would be damaged.

Just when Su Yang was feeling confused and helpless, an illusory figure suddenly appeared not far ahead.

"Oh my god! I told you this place is haunted, and here comes another one."

The figure was tall and thin, giving him an indescribable sense of familiarity, and looked particularly mysterious under the blood-red sky.

Su Yang couldn't remember the reason for a moment. His brain was a little confused because of fear and tension.

Afraid that he would get lost here, he didn't care about anything else and shouted:

"Hey! Ghost brother! The ghost uncle in front! Wait for me! Can you please take me out?"

But the illusory figure in front seemed not to hear his call and continued to walk forward slowly.

Su Yang felt anxious, but he had no choice but to follow the figure closely.

He knew that this might be his only chance, and it was better than wandering around here like a headless fly.

As Su Yang walked, he kept chattering to the figure in front of him about all the bad things that had happened to him here.

"I really don't know how I ended up in this hellhole. There are ruins everywhere and it's so scary. I just cried a little bit. I don't know why, but I just felt so bad.

And that strange voice kept calling me Le'er. Who was calling me? I really wanted to leave here. My brother didn't know I ran out to play.

Otherwise, he would have come out to find me a long time ago. I will go back and sleep with my brother and tell him everything about this place..."

Although the figure in front of him still ignored him, he kept talking, as if he could alleviate the fear in his heart by talking non-stop.

Su Yang followed the illusory figure closely, not daring to fall behind for a moment. As they moved forward, the view ahead became wider and wider.

A surge of hope surged in Su Yang's heart, and he felt that he might be able to get out of this horrible place.

However, his heart was also filled with doubts. Who was this figure? Why was he here?

Why did it want to take him out? Su Yang didn't know the answer, but he didn't dare to think too much. He only knew that the most important thing now was to leave here.

Finally, when Su Yang reacted, he found that he had already walked out.

And the figure who brought me out had disappeared without a trace at some point.

Su Yang looked around, trying to find any trace of the figure, but found nothing.

He stood there, sorted himself out, and then ran home as fast as he could.

In front of the gate of the Great Demon Lord’s residence.

Su Xiang was standing there, pacing anxiously. "Brother, you've been out for a day, why haven't you come back yet? Did you run into some bad guys?"

After a while, Su Xiang could no longer suppress his worries and hurried out of the house.

Not long after he ran out, he saw Su Yang coming back like a chased dog, his clothes ragged, his face covered with mud, he looked extremely miserable and in a terrible state.

"Brother! How did you get into this state?"

As soon as Su Yang saw Su Xiang, he rushed over without saying a word, hugged Su Xiang's waist and burst into tears.

“Oh my god! It was so fucking scary. I almost died. Wuuwuwu…”

Su Xiang hugged him and patted his shoulders to comfort him, saying, "Don't cry, don't cry. Brother is here. Don't be afraid."

As he said that, Su Xiang carried him back horizontally, took off his dirty clothes, and washed him with hot water.

"Brother, why do you have so many small cuts on your body?" Su Xiang asked with a frown while wiping his body with a towel.

Su Yang was soaking in the bathtub, looking down at the wounds on his body, and recounting in a wronged tone what had happened after he accidentally entered the ghost tribe's territory.

Su Yang spoke vividly, and Su Xiang listened attentively, his expression changing constantly.

“I originally planned to bring the crystal ball back, but it disappeared after it flashed. I searched for it for a long time but couldn’t find it.

I also saw Hua Jianli in the crystal ball. He is so handsome, thousands of times more handsome than in the portrait! No wonder Jun Yue can't forget him. "

Su Xiang smiled after hearing this, "Of course, no matter in the past life or this life, my brother is the most handsome in the Three Realms!"

Su Yang shook his head, "Hua Jianli is still a little bit more handsome. You don't know, his eyes are so cold and ruthless, as if he has no emotions at all. It's so cool! I can't help but want to worship him."

"Hahaha! That's easy, just kowtow to yourself in front of the mirror!"

After taking a shower, Su Yang lay on the bed and excitedly took out the mirror to show Su Xiang.

"Brother, I also found this there. It's very strange. Everything else is rusty, but this one is not damaged at all. It looks like new."

Su Xiang took it and looked at it carefully several times, but didn't find anything strange.

"It should be a treasure. When we get back, let's show it to Uncle Wang. He will definitely know what it is."