Look, there is magic

"Alive!" The old man was dumbfounded, "He, he, how old is he!"

"Notes." Wenren Qiqian said.

"The notes are in my bag," the old man said before recovering from the shock, "I'll get them."

"What are you doing?" Shen Xuan walked in from the outside covered in blood.

"You fight..." Wenren Qiqian was about to ask if you guys had finished fighting, but when she looked outside, they were still fighting, and those fights seemed endless.

"What's the matter?" Wenren Qiqian asked for a long time seeing that Shen Xuan's expression was not very good-looking.

Shen Xuan pressed his forehead with one hand and closed his eyes.

"I don't know why my head hurts..." Shen Xuan's consciousness was in a trance for a moment, "The mirror in your hand, help me take another look."

Just now when Shen Xuan was fighting against evil, his head suddenly seemed to be pricked by a needle. It hurt very much, and then it started to hurt all the time, and occasionally his eyes went dark.

Shen Xuan didn't dare to take it seriously, and came back immediately. Just when he was hesitating, he was accidentally caught by a Huo Dou's claw on his arm.

"Little baby, I brought the notes." The old man looked down at the notes as he walked.

"What notes?" Shen Xuan asked suspiciously.

"This old man's ancestors probably knew about Ghost Sand Country," Wenren Qiqian said, "Just now my mirror printed the whole picture of Ghost Sand City."

Shen Xuan took the note from the old man's hand, and took a look at a page.

"What kind of characters are in the second half of this note?" the old man asked, "I have studied for a long time, but I have never seen such characters."

He could only understand the first half of the notes, because the first half was written in classical Chinese, and he didn't know what the ghost symbols were.

"Our words." Wenren Qiqian said.

"That's not right..." The old man was a little puzzled, "Why did my ancestors use your words to record things? Shouldn't they use ancient characters?

Shen Xuan opened the back, this kind of character is a magic character, but the history of this kind of magic character is relatively early, Shen Xuan can only barely recognize some.

"How is it?" Wenren Qiqian leaned over, "Is there any news about the Sansheng Stone?"

"Why are you so anxious to find the Sansheng Stone?" Shen Xuan was puzzled.

"... urgently needed." Wenren Qiqian said.

Shen Xuan flipped through a few pages, which basically recorded what he had seen and heard, about the Sanshengshi that Wenren Qiqian cared about, but Shen Xuan saw a line...

"Hmm..." The notebook in Shen Xuan's hand fell, and Wenren Qiqian caught it just in time when it fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?" Wenren Qiqian looked at Shen Xuan's expression with a solemn expression.

Shen Xuan's head hurts very sharply, something is crawling around in his head.

"Phoenix demon?"

Shen Xuan heard a hoarse voice, which seemed to sound in his head.

At the same time, Dige suddenly felt something was wrong.

"leader?"

Di Ge rubbed his temples, feeling suspicious.

Just now there seems to be something...

"Are you okay?" Wenren Qiqian probed Shen Xuan's meridians with her magic power, and there was no problem.

The headache got worse and worse, Shen Xuan wanted to hit the wall with his head very much, he did, but he didn't hit the wall, he bumped into a person.

Shen Xuan endured the headache and opened his eyes to look at the person in front of him, and whispered in surprise: "Baulong?"

The voice was very low. Firstly, Shen Xuan didn't want Wenren Qiqian to know that this person was Panlong. Panlong had been called for a long time, but the name couldn't be blurted out.Secondly, Shen Xuan also has a headache so badly that he can hardly speak.

Ao Qing came here only after hearing the sound of fighting here, and saw the phoenix bumping its head against the wall as soon as it came.

Although she didn't know what was going on, Ao Qing stopped Fenghuang from doing something that would hurt her.

"Headache..." Shen Xuan's hands tightly grasped Ao Qing's clothes, as if his head was about to be cut open.

"Let me see, let go." Ao Qing wanted to take off one of Shen Xuan's hands, but Shen Xuan's grip was too tight, he couldn't do anything unless he took off his clothes.

Shen Xuan took a deep breath, put down one hand, and let Ao Qing's spiritual power wander around in his body.

Wenren Qiqian glanced at Shen Xuan and his subordinate suspiciously. It seemed that there was a wave of spiritual energy just now?Was she wrong?

Ao Qing carefully inspected Shen Xuan's situation, but did not find anything disruptive or sabotage.

It might be the head, but Ao Qing didn't dare to let her spiritual power enter Phoenix's head easily, otherwise something would go wrong.

Shen Xuan's brain hurts, but for some reason, there are many clear pictures that he has never seen with his own eyes.

Many characters, spirits, magicians, warlocks...

Shen Xuan even saw the back of the man in armor he saw in his dream.

After a while, the pain passed, and Shen Xuan regained his senses.

"Do you need my mirror?" Wenren Qiqian came over and asked.

Shen Xuan hesitated, but then nodded.

Seeing that Shen Xuan nodded, Wenren Qiqian raised the mirror, let it float on the palms of her hands, and then magnified it.

The eyes of the ordinary people around them widened.

Shen Xuan walked to the mirror and looked at the mirror.

What will appear this time?Shen Xuan looked at the mirror with a solemn expression.

The mirror surface began to change. At the beginning, a raging sea of ​​fire appeared inside the mirror, and the dark purple sea of ​​fire seemed to be about to burst out of the mirror.

"What is this?" Wenren Qiqian has learned her lesson this time, and she is always on guard for possible changes.

Shen Xuan shook his head, and just as he was shaking his head, a dark purple phoenix suddenly jumped out of the dark purple sea of ​​flames, surrounded by black and purple intertwined flames.

Shen Xuan took a few steps back, this phoenix appeared too quickly, and it rushed out of the mirror with its head, Shen Xuan almost thought that this phoenix was really going to rush out.

"That's... Your Majesty Dige?" Wenren Qiqian asked with some uncertainty.

"It's not my father." Shen Xuan's face was solemn, "This phoenix's aura...is stronger than my father's."

What phoenix can be more powerful than Dige?

Yes, that is the real Phoenix.

He and his father are just Ya Feng Mo, not the real Phoenix.

Is there a real phoenix here?Shen Xuan guessed.

"What's in the mirror?" Kunpeng just came in from the door, and he looked at Wenren Qiqian's inner demon mirror and asked.

"I don't know." Wenren Qiqian said.

Shen Xuan narrowed his eyes, the recent events were really killing him with OCD.

"Have you killed all those troubles outside?" Shen Xuan asked, his voice was still a little weak, and ordinary people might not be able to tell the difference, but the people standing around Shen Xuan were not ordinary people, so they could tell.

Ao Qing walked to Shen Xuan's side, and Shen Xuan leaned against him.

Kunpeng glanced at Ao Qing, but he didn't pay much attention.

"The troubles outside are endless." Kunpeng patted the blood on his body, "It should be the troubles in the formation, which can be resurrected infinitely."

"Night may be the time for them to come and go," Shen Xuan thought with his tired brain, "so our action time is only during the day."

"Go to bed first," Ao Qing said, "I'll think about the rest tomorrow."

"Your subordinates care about you." Kunpeng looked at Ao Qing and smiled.

Shen Xuan ignored Kunpeng's seemingly meaningless smile, went straight to a place where no one was around, took out a sofa from the red rope space, and sat on it.

The corner of Kunpeng's mouth twitched, and he said, "Are you bringing a sofa with you when you come out to do business?"

"Why, can't it?" Shen Xuan yawned and said, "When you are away from home, you have to use it if you have space."

After Shen Xuan finished speaking, he fell down on the sofa, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Shen Xuan believed that Kunpeng and the others would deal with the troubles outside the door. After all, it was a matter of face, so it was impossible to include troubles.

"Sleep." Ao Qing said.

Although Shen Xuan wanted to sleep with Panlong, but in public, Shen Xuan didn't have the guts to hug Ao Qing to sleep.

I really fell asleep like this...

The people on Kunpeng's side are a little unbelievable, are they too unsuspecting or do they think they will never hurt him or even help him fight against the crowd?

Wenren Qiqian put away the mirror in her hand, and then took out a sofa, but hers was a one-seater sofa. She sat on it, leaned her head back, and closed her eyes.

Kunpeng: "..." Is he too reassured?

The demon in the north: "..." Didn't the demon in the south say he was very careful?

Tomb robber: "..." Damn, the sofa!so comfortable!

Archaeological team: "..." This world is unscientific!

After Minghe came in, he saw that Wenren Qiqian and Shen Xuan were both sleeping on the sofa, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

He saw Panlong standing beside Shen Xuan, took a glance and walked to the pillar next to Shen Xuan's sofa, leaned on the pillar, closed his eyes and rested with his chest in his arms.

"You seal the exit." Kunpeng said to one person.

The man nodded, and set up a barrier at the door to block the troubled crowd.

Seeing that the enchantment was completed, Kunpeng added some magic power to the enchantment himself, and then, like Minghe, found a pillar to rest on.

The two groups of ordinary people found it incredible that these people had closed their eyes and rested.

How could they sleep?There is a group of monsters at the door, still eyeing it!Don't you even send a personal vigil?

They were really frightened too much today.

"Damn it, when I go back, I must kill the guy who told me that there is a fat bucket here!"

"Boss, are you sure we can go back?" Someone whispered.

The boss slapped the man backhandedly, and said: "Bah! Don't be crowed, don't you know whether good is good or bad!"

"Professor, what should we do?" Li Xin asked.

"Take one step at a time," the old man known as the professor sighed looking at a group of non-humans who were resting opposite, "We probably shouldn't come."

"What should I do……"

"Woo...I don't want to die..."

"I want to go home..."

"Shut up." Kunpeng suddenly opened his eyes, his voice was calm and not loud, but ordinary people could hear it more clearly.

After being shouted by this voice, everyone involuntarily muted their voices, and always felt that if they made any more noise, this person would kill them.

Shen Xuan opened his eyes, took a look, then closed his eyes to rest.

The devil's hearing is outstanding, and even the slightest sound will be very noisy when resting.

Called by Kunpeng, the two groups of ordinary people also planned to rest, but they didn't know if they could sleep or not.

Shen Xuan had another dream, this time he could clearly see the face of that charming general, a wicked and cold face, without any expression, his eyes seemed to be frozen for thousands of years.

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I still have to strive for full attendance QAQ this month