he came from the mirror

As soon as the light group was born, it struggled left and right to escape, but this place has long been firmly controlled by the overwhelming power of the domain. The Fanny Stone only shook slightly twice, and it was easily absorbed by the young man. palm.

The Fanny Stone dragged out of his body, and Vladimir felt as if he had been severely injured.He rolled his body back uncontrollably, hit his head on the floor with a bang, and then rolled his eyes and screamed.

"Ah! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"Give it back to me! It hurts! It hurts! Give me back your strength!!"

Fang Ziming turned a blind eye, he raised his left hand, took out the double-sided mirror hidden in his clothes, then lifted the mirror cover, and pressed the Fanny Stone in his right hand on the mirror with an unquestionable gesture. superior.

When he did this, a miniature wormhole connected to the world in the mirror formed instantly above the double-sided mirror. Fang Ziming pushed the light cluster into it effortlessly.

This series of actions was done quickly and steadily, and it took less than three seconds before and after. Not to mention the young anchors in the distance, even Vladimir, who was rolling and crying next to him, never saw Fang Ziming's specific actions clearly. .

But then, the young man's arm that was about to retract the double-sided mirror froze, and stopped there again.

He frowned little by little, and his gaze slowly flicked across the lower half of the double-sided mirror.

I don't know when, the picture shown in the lower half of the mirror is no longer a desert.

This time, what it showed Fang Ziming seemed to be a small island in the sea.

The snow-capped peaks, the blue ocean surrounding the island, and the astonishing number of cheek penguins.

——Similarly, there was still no human figure this time.

Fang Ziming stared at the picture, frowned and whispered, "Did the fragment shift? Or... is this the third one?"

He had been busy with Shadow Ghost and Harriet before, but he forgot to take the time to study the desert shown by the double-sided mirror. Now it seems that if the fragment has not been changed, it has probably been destroyed. Somebody found it and took it—he preferred the latter.

And it was only two or three days since Fang Ziming last checked the double-sided mirror.

Fang Ziming was thoughtful, and Harriet's face flashed in his mind: "It shouldn't be him... that guy tore through the space barrier, and when he returned to the real world, it seemed that the place where he landed was a tropical rainforest. It’s quite far from the desert.”

From this point of view, perhaps a new superhuman will be added to the small circle of superhumans?

"It's really frustrating." Fang Ziming sighed: "No, this third one can't be lost anymore, I must find time to find its precise location as soon as possible."

At this moment, he had a feeling in the center of the dark, and he felt that this fragment had a great relationship with him.

Well, I have to finish the task in front of me first, and then figure out the remaining problem on the double-sided mirror.

Thinking so, Fang Ziming closed the double-sided mirror with a snap, and tucked it back under his clothes.

After finishing all this, Fang Ziming patted the dust on his pants, and while standing up, he also grabbed one of Vladimir's right legs, intending to drag him back to work.

Seeing this, several young people hiding at the entrance of the corridor speculated about what the masked angel would do next.

Will he also come over to give a teaching?

The anchor of Earth Taste drew a cross on his chest again: "I think I can do it this time."

Big Brother Huayi covered his mouth and coughed twice, unnaturally reminding them: "You all Yangou, be a bit more fucking reserved."

The earth-flavored anchor quickly denied: "It's not that I don't have one, I haven't even seen what he looks like."

Earth-flavored anchor: "But there is still a jio feeling of throbbing."

Japanese handsome guy: "Damn, old cat, your face is so red, do you have a fever or are you throwing a fit?"

The old cat came back to his senses, and wiped his face in embarrassment: "...nothing, just fuck me."

Because the surrounding area was covered by the field, Fang Ziming clearly caught the whispered thoughts of several Internet celebrity anchors. Three black lines slid down his forehead, and he decided to pretend that he hadn't heard anything.

So, instead of paying attention to those earnest gazes, he began to release some kind of aura of "don't let strangers in", and then, dragging a humanoid "garbage" slowly, he walked slowly to the place that had been completely destroyed. In front of the broken floor-to-ceiling windows.

Snapped.

The angel wings full of sacred aura stretched and opened to both sides, dazzling everyone's eyes for an instant.

Fang Ziming bent his knees slightly, and then his feet suddenly exerted strength. The young man flew out of the building like a real angel, and then with a flick of his wings, he flew out of everyone's sight.

After about three seconds of silence, the old cat took the lead and ran to the floor-to-ceiling window at a speed of [-] meters.

Panting for breath, he held up his mobile phone and looked around looking for a certain figure.

"...As expected, he left."

Feeling lost, the old cat immediately lowered his head and silently glanced at his live broadcast room.

Unexpectedly, the comment area didn't seem to be lively. If there were not a few unfamiliar accounts posting bullet screens, the old cat might have thought that his live broadcast room had been bombed.

[Administrator A: This live broadcast room has been modified as an official live broadcast channel, and is assisted by the network supervision department to manage it. Please watch the video in a civilized manner, and it is forbidden to post provocative or vulgar comments. 】

[Administrator A: Audience friends who are also in the capital, please stay indoors and do not go out at will. The security alert in City B has not yet been lifted. I hope you will actively cooperate with the Ministry of Public Security to maintain a good behavior order. 】

[Administrator B: Because the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded one million at this stage, in order to prevent the system server from crashing, the administrator has now closed the gift giving function, please forgive me, okay~]

[Administrator C: In order to prevent the server from crashing again, the administrator has turned off the comment function.hum. TvT]

After reading these comments one by one, the old cat blinked and said to himself in embarrassment: "Uh, so my live broadcast room... has been blown up several times?"

Just as he was thinking, someone behind him patted him on the shoulder.

Brother Huayi said excitedly: "Old cat, look outside!"

The old cat looked up blankly.

Under the sun, countless broken and fallen building wrecks lifted into the air one after another, and then fell back to their original places. In a blink of an eye, they were repaired as before, as if all the damage suffered before did not exist.

The old cat took a step back unconsciously, and found that the broken glass at his feet was also slowly floating up, and the entire row of French windows in front of him began to "heal" quickly and automatically.

"The bird droppings are gone too." Brother Huayi carefully knocked on the glass window and found that it was very firm, so he sighed in disbelief: "It's awesome."

Several other Internet celebrity anchors also touched it at this time.

The earth-flavored anchor threw himself in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretched out an Erkang hand remorsefully, and shouted to the sky: "Handsome guy, don't leave, I want to join the church—"

"Or you can leave a contact information, QQ WeChat mobile phone number, anything, even if you throw a hotel room card, I will recognize it——"

If Laomao's live broadcast room can still leave comments at this time, the viewers who are still paying attention to the development of the situation will probably collectively give a thumbs up to the local anchor, and then kick him into the ground one by one.

How dare you ask the angel to ask for a room card?

Heh, have we agreed?

Fang Ziming, who had already flown away, turned his head and sneezed hard while consciously raising the flying height.

"Strange, why do you suddenly feel chills down your back and feel uncomfortable all over?" He rubbed his nose inexplicably: "Could it be that someone is secretly cursing me behind my back?"

As he said that, Fang Ziming lowered his head and glanced at Vladimir on his head and feet: "emmmm, little brother, I guess the prisoner is you."

Vladimir was in a daze, unable to hear what he was saying at all.

As the young man flew farther and farther, the domain that originally enveloped the old cats and their jurisdiction also moved slowly, like a shadow, where Fang Ziming flew, the power of the domain automatically helped him repair the city that had been destroyed by the storm, and also cleaned it up by the way. Take a look at the traces left by the flock of birds.

It was also for this reason that Fang Ziming circled around City B several times on purpose. He swept the battlefield incognito, and when he returned to the sky above the Special Affairs Department, it was already an hour later.

After the communication signal was restored, Rowan regained control of all the important information in City B.The military had already informed him of the abnormal signal in the high altitude of the city, and Luo Wen knew that this "abnormal" was either Fang Ziming or Vladimir.

Thanks to Laomao's live broadcast studio, Minister Luo almost immediately determined that the unknown person who performed the "miracle" in the sky was a new special team member of the Special Affairs Department, a super human in Huaguo—the magic mirror.

"Old Wu, that's one of our people, we can remove the surveillance on him." Standing in front of the window, Luo Wen looked up at the brand-new city in the distance, and said with a slight smile, "Yes, it's the magic mirror, which belongs to us. A superhuman from China."

On the other end of the phone, Wu Yi, the commander-in-chief of the military department, took a deep breath: "It was the warning radar deployed around City B that detected him. The technical department just discovered that they couldn't see the magic mirror at all with their naked eyes alone. Is it also one of the abilities of that super human?"

Luo Wen remembered that Fang Ziming was standing on the roof before, and countless birds flew past him, but he didn't seem to notice the existence of the other party.

So he hummed: "It should be a kind of ability that is biased towards concealment. I remember that you also have information about superhumans. Do you remember that the superhuman in the United States seems to have a similar ability."

Wu Yi was silent for a moment, and said: "The strength of the magic mirror is very powerful, and this power has exceeded my expected range, which makes me a little worried."

"For example, he doesn't seem to fully trust the state department." The military boss said slowly: "If we don't have a definite and effective means to restrict the magic mirror, if he suddenly rebelled one day, we will definitely do it for him. Pay a heavy price."

"I understand what you mean." Through the window, Luo Wen looked down at "Tang Dabao" who had already left the building, but was still wearing a mask, standing under the tree picking eggs, and said with a headache: "Too powerful, Sometimes it might not be a good thing."

"The magic mirror needs more polishing, I don't deny that. However, I still believe in his character, and at the same time I believe in my own vision."

Wu Yi was noncommittal: "Oh?"

Luo Wen smiled: "You have too high requirements for the magic mirror. If you remove the superhuman aura, he is just a handsome guy in his 20s, not your group of national soldiers who absolutely obey orders."

"But he loves his country, isn't that enough?" he said.