Some cold light was revealed in front of the tomb passage, not the light of candlelight, but it seemed that it was light like flashlight, which vaguely leaked from the corner in front.

Everyone accelerated their pace and saw a tomb in the corner, and the light came out of the tomb.

Everyone walked in carefully and saw the source of the light at a glance - a flashlight that fell to the ground.

The flashlight was lying on the ground, emitting cold lights. Judging from the model of the flashlight, it should be supplies from those of Youshui.

There is also a label on the flashlight, which says - No. 43.

He Fengmeng said: "Ah! No. 43, isn't this the flashlight that Ziqi took?"

When they set off, each of them sent a piece of supplies, all of which were equipped by Youshui. The flashlight in Ziqi's hand was No. 43, and it fell to the ground at this moment.

When Ren Shenghun heard this, he immediately frowned and said, "Ziqi?"

The tomb was quiet and there was no sound. Everyone walked in. Ren Shenghun picked up the flashlight on the ground. The moment the flashlight was picked up, the light suddenly surged and suddenly became brighter.

Ren Shenghun subconsciously blocked his eyes with his hands, and others also discovered the problem of light. In fact, it was not that the flashlight suddenly became bright, but that something was shining when the flashlight was picked up, and the thing reflected light, so the tomb suddenly became brighter.

"Mirror?" Wanqi Linmu walked into the tomb, looked at the thing that reflected light, and said, "A bronze mirror."

The bronze mirror was polished very brightly, and the huge bronze mirror stood in the tomb chamber and acted as a wall.

He Fengmeng looked in the mirror and said, "This is a haha ​​mirror!"

Although the mirror surface is bright, it is not flat. When you look at it, it looks like a haha ​​mirror. In some places, the image can be lengthened and turned into a tall and thin giant, while in some places, the image can be rolled into a round and short little fat man.

He Ying looked in the mirror, and seemed to find it very interesting, saying, "What is this mirror for? Will the tomb owner still come over to look in the mirror?"

He said, but his smile slowly solidified.

Seeing something was wrong with him, Ren Zhan said, "What's wrong?"

He Fengmeng opened his eyes wide, slowly raised his hand, pointed to his own image in the mirror, and said, "Who are you...?"

"He Fengfeng?" Seeing that his expression was wrong, Ren Zang immediately wanted to go up and pull him.

He Fengmeng murmured, "You are me... Then who am I?"

The images in the "Haha Mirror" are very distorted, like a clown, mocking He Feng in the mirror. The dim light adds a hazy and mysterious feeling, as if the post-production special effects of a horror movie.

He Fengmeng looked into the mirror and suddenly raised a grim smile, her face became a little bit ferocious, and her voice was hoarse and elongated: "Oh-I understand, I finally... remember who I am, I am...Eternal Flower..."

Swish-

He Fengyu said, and his back suddenly thrust, "Crack!" The branches of flower vine exploded, and the branches with their teeth and claws were like water snakes, constantly twisting.

Wanqi Linmu said: "Oh no, He Fengyu turned black again."

"Hongye!" Ren Zhan rushed up to stop He Hongye. With a sound of "swish!", He Hongye showed no mercy and scratched Ren Zhan's face. Ren Zhan's cheek tilted to the side, scratching a bloody skull, and the flesh turned outward, and the wound was so deep that bones could be seen.

He Fengmeng stretched out his hand. His fingers were sharp and still covered with blood. It was Ren Zang's blood. He Fengmeng didn't feel any distress. He laughed "hehe" in his throat. He slowly put his fingers into his mouth, tasted the blood on it, and sighed, "Ah... so sweet."

Wanqi Linmu said: "He Fengyu went crazy and grabbed him."

However, it is not easy to catch the crazy He Fengying, because everyone's spiritual power is restricted, and the blackened He Fengying seems to have endless power.

Bang—

Luo Shen rushed up and kicked He Fengying. If it were normal, He Fengying would have been kicked to vomit blood, but now, He Fengying is like nothing happened. "Swish!" The flower vine rolled up, instantly rolled up Luo Shen, and threw it backwards.

"Luo Shen!" Wanqi Linmu was so scared that he was sweating coldly. He thought Luo Shen was about to turn into a mural. Luo Shen was swept back by the flower vine and immediately adjusted his body in the air. With a "bang!", he landed on the ground, rolled forward, and removed the inertia on his body.

Ren Shenghun said: "No, we are no match for He Fengyang at all now."

Wanqi Linmu said: "It's really thirty years from Hedong to He and thirty years from Hexi. Who would have thought that we could not beat He Fenghuang alone together?"

He Fengmeng is just a silly and sweet person on weekdays. Apart from her appearance, she is afraid that there is nothing she can do. However, now, she turns black and is simply the best in the three armies and is unstoppable!

Wanqi Linmu turned his head to look at Ding Jingxiang and said, "Little Zuo Jing, come on! Only you among us have spiritual power, hurry up and restrain him."

Ding Jingxiang narrowed his eyes and moved slightly. He was an elder in the clan. Although he was thin and did not look like an adult, he was an old man with a deep experience in the clan.

Ding Jingxiang flashed and quickly jumped to He Fengmeng, but he did not take action to fight He Fengmeng, but shook his sleeves and sprinkled out a handful of fragrant powder.

The fragrance powder quickly spread in the air, and everyone immediately covered their mouths and noses. Although they didn't know what fragrance powder it was, it was definitely not a good thing.

"Bang!" He Fengmeng was too close to him and inhaled a lot of fragrant powder. He shook his whole person for a while, his knees softened and fell to the ground. The flower vines behind him also withered halfway and drooped in an instant.

Ding Jingxiang sneered, but his laughter had not yet completely landed. He immediately let out a "huh--" cry of pain in his throat. His body suddenly left the ground and was suddenly pulled up.

"Cough-Cough!" Ding Jingxiang was caught off guard and was not prepared at all. He Fengmeng clearly had a crush on fragrant powder, but nothing happened, and even more furious than before.

He Fengyu pinched Ding Jingxiang's neck. He was already much taller than Ding Jingxiang. He pulled the person up directly, with a ferocious smile on his face, and a laugh of "ho-ho--" in his throat, saying, "I hate the most...the most...the most...the most..."

He Fengfeng is a refined flower of eternal life. There is naturally a shadow in his heart, and this shadow is related to the fragrant person. Ding Jingxiang's fragrant powder awakens the fear in He Fengfeng's heart. After the blackening, He Fengfeng turned this fear into anger and bloodthirst.

"Ah..." Ding Jingxiang exhaled in pain, and He Feng's nails slowly grew, turning into sharp barbs, piercing into Ding Jingxiang's neck.

Blood flowed down Ding Jingxiang's slender and fair erect neck, "Tick-Tick-Tick...".

When Wanqi Linmu saw it, he immediately said, "You little master, you're doing a good job! Yes, it's just that you attract cannon fodder and restrain him!"

Ding Jingxiang has no time to joke now, and her whole body is in a suffocating state, her face is as pale as plaster.

The others found the right time and rushed up quickly. Luo Shen, Ren Shenghun and Ren Zang grabbed the fishing line, like a net of heaven and earth, instantly buckled He Fengwo in the middle.

He Fengmeng was furious and kept tearing the fishing net with flower vines, throwing Ding Jingxiang out with a "bang!"

Donghe rushed forward and hugged Ding Jingxiang who was thrown over.

Ding Jingxiang was so painful that she trembled all over her body, her neck was covered with blood holes, and her face was pale and fell in Donghe's arms. Wanqi Linmu hurried over and pressed Ding Jingxiang's wound to stop the bleeding.

Wanqi Linmu smiled and said, "Xiao Xiangxiang, don't say that you Xiangxiang people are the first-class hatred. If you play games, you are all mt?"

Ding Jingxiang rolled his eyes. His neck was now suffering from severe pain. His slender neck was covered with purple pinching marks and several blood holes. He couldn't speak. He felt his neck hurt after a slight panting. He had no way to argue with Wanqi Linmu.

Wanqi Linmu pressed him to stop the bleeding and said, "This is not my fault. If our spiritual power can be used, He Fengmeng would not be so rampant, it would be your fault."

"Let me go!! Let me go--" He Fenghui shouted, Hua Teng kept waving and struggling hard, and the fishing line almost broke his arms and back Hua Teng.

Whether it is the arms or the flower vine, it is He Fenghui's body. Blood flows along the fishing line, and the black fishing line is dyed into red fishing line.

Ren Zang hugged He Fenghui tightly with heartache and said, "Be good, it's okay, just bear it, if you endure it, you'll be fine."

He Fengmeng seemed to have a crazy look, lowered her head, and bit Ren Zhan's neck hard.

After finally calming down, everyone became in chaos again. Wanqi Linmu said: "Hurry up! Hit him out, Ren Zang will be bitten to death by him!"

Bang!

Luo Shen slammed He Fengwo’s neck with a hand knife. He Fengwo’s mouth was covered in blood, and suddenly tilted his head and fainted.

"Hongying!" Ren Zhan hugged He Hongying, who was fainting, and ignored the blood on his neck.

Wanqi Linmu said: "What should I do? I haven't found Wang Tremella yet, and He Fengmeng went crazy again."

"I have a way." At this moment, Mr. Xue, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.

Mr. Xue was infected with white back disease due to leg injury and was not very convenient to move and kept walking at the end.

Mr. Xue suddenly spoke faintly, making a sound in the dark tomb.

Everyone looked at Mr. Xue. Is there any way he could do it?

Mr. Xue came over, knelt down slowly, looked at He Fengmeng who had fainted, and said, "You are here to find Wang Tremella for him, right? Wang Tremella does have the effect of freshness and calmness."

Wang Tremella was spread in the Tao as magical, able to remove the flesh and blood, resurrection, and even remove the demons of the heart.

Mr. Xue knelt in front of He Fengwoong, held the back of his neck, and placed something beside He Fengwoong's lips.

Bang!

Ren Zhan grabbed Mr. Xue's hand and said, "What is this?"

The snow-white petals are a little transparent. They are placed on He Fenghui's lips, and a fragrance radiates in the air, accompanied by a sweet breath.

Wanqi Linmu took a deep breath, sniffed the smell, and said in surprise: "Wang Tremella's flap?"

Before, Wanqi Linmu broke three ribs under the crack of the ground, and his brain mass broke. Mr. Xue gave him a piece of Wang Tremella. Wanqi Linmu miraculously recovered. However, at that time, Wanqi Linmu did not see what Wang Tremella's petals looked like. He only remembered that sweet smell was very similar to the smell that was scattered in the air now.

Mr. Xue said: "This is the only piece of Wang Yinjiao that I have. The last piece can restrain his inner demons, rest assured and harmless."

Mr. Xue used one piece of Wanqi Linmu for such a precious thing, but now only this piece is left, so he has to use it for He Fenghuang.

Wanqi Linmu nodded, and then Ren Zang slowly let go of his hand and was doubtful.

Mr. Xue put the piece into He Fengmeng's mouth and said, "Just let him put it in water and take it."

Ren Zang quickly unscrewed a bottle of water and asked He Fenghuang to swallow the slices.

As soon as the flap was swallowing gold, He Fengmeng seemed to be choking by water. Suddenly, he coughed "cough cough" and opened his eyes in response.

"I... hiss--" He Fengyu covered his hands and said, "My hands hurt so much!"

Ren Zang: "..." You hit someone and your hands hurt.

He Fengmeng woke up and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Xue stood up from the ground and suddenly shook his body.

"Mr. Snow!"

"Mr. Snow!?"

Everyone shouted, and Mr. Xue suddenly tilted and fell to the ground.
To be continued...