"Niangniang, Niangniang, where are you? You're done talking before you leave! Shui Ling'er shouted at the turbid air where the mirror disappeared, but there was no trace of Xuanying Niangniang.

And in the distance, there was a dark shadow, with a straight body and long flowing hair, slowly moving towards him.

Shui Ling'er waved her palm, trying to clear the fog and see the person who came, a name jumped into her mind, but she didn't dare to recognize each other. When the man was close enough to be recognized, he finally shouted in surprise, "Brother Jiangnan! ”

Jiang Nanjun walked to a place three steps away from Shui Ling'er and stopped, staring at him with a frosty face, but he didn't say a word. Shui Ling'er was surprised to see him, but it can be seen that he has such an expression, but he is incomprehensible.

"Brother Jiangnan, what's wrong with you? Could it be ......" He suddenly remembered that he was in the virtual realm of the dragon tooth mirror, could it be that the Jiang Nanjun he saw was just a phantom like Xuanying Niangniang? So he walked up to him, tentatively reached out, and pressed him on the shoulder.

Although this shoulder is cold, it is real after all!

He turned his gaze to Jiang Nanjun's face in surprise, but it was too late, only to see Jiang Nanjun's body flash, and with a backhand move "Please enter the urn", he firmly clasped his hand in the palm of his hand, while the other hand took out the cold and shining black gold knife.

"Brother, what are you doing here?" The cold light of the Ugin knife shook in front of him, and Shui Ling'er was frightened, eager to break free of his hand, but the hand was like an iron lock that detained him to death, and he couldn't move at all.

In his ears, he heard Jiang Nanjun answer coldly: "What are you doing?" Shui Ling'er, we tricked you into the dragon tooth mirror just to kill you conveniently, and your death date has arrived today! ”

"Kill me? Brother Jiangnan, are you crazy? I'm your beloved bell, why do you suddenly want to kill me? It's an illusion, we're in an illusion, right? ”

"Illusion? Fact? Jiang Nanjun sneered, "If I dry your blood here and then kill you, do you think there is a difference?" ”

Shui Ling'er tried hard to suppress the heart beating wildly in her chest, and forced herself to calm down: "If you want to kill me, you have to tell me a reason!" ”

"Reason? There are so many reasons for this, I could list them at random! For example, if you don't die, my sister Huanshu will have to die. Killing you, in addition to saving Huanshu, can also avenge Uncle Fu, which is another reason. So don't blame me, blame me for calling me Brother Jiangnan by mistake for so long, but in the end you still have to die in my hands! Then he laughed again.

Shui Ling'er shook her head and replied calmly: "I don't believe your words, there must be other reasons!" Brother, I never regret calling you that, if I hadn't died in your hands today, my feelings for you would not have changed in the future. If you really have an unspeakable reason that you have to kill me, I will take this qiē, it is indeed for Huanshu and Fu Bo. ”

After that, he closed his eyes and waited fearlessly for his knife to fall.

Jiang Nanjun frowned, and said disdainfully: "It turns out that your desire for death is so strong, then I will fulfill you!" ”

After saying that, he raised his hand, and the Ugin knife was about to fall, but he heard a wind chime behind him shouting like it was being shaken by the wind: "Stop! Immediately, a beast whip came with a strong wind, and the "whoosh" two times rolled the Ugin knife, and he felt that his wrist was numb, and the knife had fallen to the ground.

Shui Ling'er opened her eyes again, and Xi Mutong's white feather-like figure had already jumped in front of her, stretched out her hand and gently took it, and stopped him behind her. (To be continued.) )