Suddenly, the atmosphere was a little awkward.
Han Chuan patted the bone whip: "Accounts, can this be put away?"
Cao raised his eyebrows, he obviously saw a hint of triumphant triumph in Han Chuan's eyes.
But this guy is well hidden, and he instantly changes to the straightforward demeanor of a positive manager.
"By the way, this is a work injury today.
All the compensation must be added to my salary, otherwise I will not say a word for the rest of the word.
Han Chuan rubbed his neck and said.
Huh?!
Will threaten the Hanchuan who processes money?!
Is he really Hankawa?
All the monsters in the room had the same stunned expressions.
Only Cao snorted coldly: "Threaten me?"
"How dare you be?
Below is the demon pavilion's spirit helper, and it is normal to be compensated for accidental injuries.
Shopkeeper, are you right?"
Han Chuan suddenly squatted down and smiled at Bai Shuang.
Hankawa's smile is very beautiful, but it's a little crazy.
"Well, human life matters.
Let's talk about Yuan Song first, shall we?"
White Frost brushed a strand of hair that had fallen to the side of his face behind his ear and gave him a smile of sufficient weight.
Cao stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Han Chuan's eyes: "Don't look at it, I'm the bookkeeper." ” "Uninteresting."
Han Chuan turned back into the appearance of the cold-faced boy with a cold face and a rejection of people three feet away, "The mayfly mirror is actually just an artifact made by mortal hands, it is rare to see in the world, and it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil.
The power is not strong. ” He stood up and pushed aside the demons gathered around the bed.
"But even I can't take it off."
Han Chuan's fingers moved slightly, and a stream of water flew out of his palm, first hitting the mirror, and then turning a corner and going up.
Spread out about half an arm's height directly above the mouth of Yuan Song's heart.
The chilly water rolls down like a flower, and in a short time it shows a "mirror" with many roots, and among the roots, there is a beating heart!
"It's ......," Mo Di grew his mouth.
"The mayfly mirror captured Yuan Song's heart."
White Frost clenched his fists, and even the Thousand Grass Bracelet on his wrist glowed with a faint streamer.
No, it's not just that......
The flow of water in Han Chuan's hand has not stopped, and Cao and Bailian do not speak.
Even Pixiu, the noisiest in Pingsuri, was quiet, staring nervously at the ever-changing water.
If you look closely, the roots that hold the heart stick along the bloodlines.
Then it stretched out again, like a vine climbing along the branches of a tree, winding all the meridians of the body!
When the huge vein was revealed, all the demons present gasped.
The shape above it is not humanoid, but the original form of Yuansong, a squirrel larger than the size of the white frost.
This look is indeed non-stop.
"What the hell is this mayfly mirror, is there nothing we can do?"
Pixiu's eyes glowed red from time to time, "Otherwise, I'll burn it!"
” Mo Di hurriedly tugged at her sleeve: "That will burn to the pine!"
” "If the water and fire don't enter, even if the divine blade is afraid, there is nothing to be done."
Han Chuan put away the spell, and dense beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
His last sentence also cut off the idea of going to the hidden world to find the Heavenly Emperor to borrow the artifact.
"Even if it's a snake sword, it's impossible to cut it off?"
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White Frost still remembered the majesty of the Teng Snake Sword when he slashed the divine seal of the Protoss.
Hanchuan shook his head and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"The fate of mayflies is not a day, and because of this, their obsession is also incomparable to ordinary life.
This mirror has the power of a mayfly, and it is incessantly slashed and killed.
Bugs are the most troublesome thing. ” The demonic aura on Cao's body faintly exploded: "You mean that the bell must be tied to the bell?"
Hanchuan didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.
"What else?"
Bai Lian gritted his teeth, "I also hate things like insects the most, the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed in an anthill, and locusts can turn large areas of land into terracotta.
But it can't be extinguished. ” Pixiu's eyes lit up, and his slender hand made a "grasping" movement in the void.
"Then catch these bugs and ask!
Mayflies, huh?
This kind of bug is everywhere, so why worry about having nowhere to catch it?"
She looked at everyone with bright eyes, "You said yes?"
White Frost took her hand and pressed: "Impossible." ” "Even if you use the anti-heaven technique and search their knowledge of the sea in person, you will not get any results.
There are so many mayflies in the world, but how many have come into contact with the mayfly mirror?"
"Then we'll catch those mayflies that have escaped life and death!
They're going to be demons, right?
It's not a big demon.
"Pixiu still doesn't give up.
Han Chuan couldn't help but flick a drop of water at her, Pixiu was startled, and said angrily: "What are you doing?
Ice is dead!
” Don't you know that Pixiu's forehead is a source of fire?
With his cold water that is as cold as three or nine days at any time, how can it be dumbfounded?
"Sober you up."
Han Chuan glanced at her, "The mayflies that jumped to death will no longer be mayflies."
How do you find it?"
Pixiu's face wrinkled, and her voice was a little quieter: "Isn't there still a demonic ......"
She was stunned halfway through her words.
There is no demonic spirit in this mirror!
Pulling down his shoulders, Pixiu stopped talking.
"Shopkeeper, Demon King, isn't there anything you can do?
We can only look at Yuan Song like this?
He's going to die!
Like a frightened little beast, Mo Di shrank at the head of the bed.
Bai Shuang went over and held his hand and said seriously, "Mo Di, we won't wait for death.
Never!
” "Not really......
It's not ......" he pursed his lips, his face ugly.
Cao also leaned over and rubbed the top of his head: "Silly boy, what are you thinking?"
If we can't save Yuan Song, we will be in vain. ” Bai Lian stared at Han Chuan: "What other clues do you have?"
"That's about it."
Han Chuan looked at the ground with a vague gaze, "I know that these are all stories about a man surnamed Tang in the ancestor. ” "Regardless of all the difficulties and dangers, that man spent thirty years walking to the Western Netherworld, just to bring a bucket of cold abyss water back to refine an artifact for his wife.
Come and go, the old man has come to ......"
The ancestors of Hanchuan saw that the man was determined, kind and sincere.
So he himself sent him and the water back.
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It was also at that time that the ancestors of Hankawa saw a bronze mirror that had not yet begun to be forged.
Minshan cold copper, East China Sea gravel, west cold abyss water.
He suddenly had a deeper admiration for this unshaven man.
A demon has a sense of admiration for a person from the bottom of his heart.
So, he left a demonic power in the water to help the man successfully forge what he wanted.
Of course, the demon at that time didn't know that what a man wanted to do was a mayfly mirror.
There are not a few mayfly mirrors in the world, and that person is not a refiner, just an ordinary craftsman, even if there is something special, it is the admirable energy on his body.
Hanchuan's ancestors didn't care about this until the mirror fell into the hands of the wicked.
When he sensed that something was wrong with the demonic power attached to the mirror, the ancestor of Hanchuan, who was already very old, sent a young junior to secretly find the mayfly mirror and seal it.