The vicious villain is in luck again

Meng Ziling looked at both sides of the water, the bridge between them, and walked up.

Every step I take, different memories flash before my eyes.

"That's Wuya Island, and above it is my cave." He pointed to a certain place, "This is Wuya Island, Xiaoran can live here."

The girl who had just ascended to the immortal world was in the stage of being curious about everything. She was dumbfounded by the magnificent scenery of Siwuhai. She also saw that he could move mountains and fill seas with just a few gestures. She couldn't help but admire, "Hello, Master."

sharp!"

Meng Ziling tapped her fingers, looked at her with a smile, and remained silent, making the lively girl feel shy.

Her face was slightly pink, and she turned her head to the side in embarrassment, "Master, what's wrong?"

A few strands of long hair fell from her ears and dangled on her shoulders, just like her shy look at the moment.

Meng Ziling's heart moved slightly, and she reached out her hand and pushed the hair behind her ears.

He unconsciously lowered his voice, "Didn't you agree just now? Why are you calling me Master now?"

These words made the girl lower her head even lower, almost sinking into the sea water, and her neck and ears turned red.

Meng Ziling waited patiently for her response.

After a while, she muttered: "Master, the two of us have not formally saluted yet."

"This is inconsistent with etiquette."

After speaking, she refused to say another word.

Meng Ziling knew that she was extremely shy, so he stopped forcing her, so he took An Ran's hand and led her forward, "Okay, then I will wait for a while."

"Waiting for you." He leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "I said 'husband.'"

She didn't respond. She seemed to want to change the subject, so she looked at the water flowing on both sides, curiously wanting to poke it with her finger, "This looks really fun."

Meng Ziling grabbed it and said, "Danger."

"This is weak water. If it touches anyone, it will be swallowed up." He deliberately scared her, "When the time comes, you will be eaten until you have no bones left."

"Ah?" The girl was startled, and she jumped up and squeezed towards Meng Ziling, knocking him staggering.

Looking at her like a frightened little rabbit, his pretended serious expression could no longer be tightened. He clenched his hand into a fist and put it against his lips, laughing softly.

The girl blinked and became confused again, "Master, why can you still laugh when faced with such a dangerous thing?"

He reached out his hand and touched her head gently, "There's no need to be so afraid. I still have the ability to protect you."

She looked completely convinced and rubbed his hand lovingly, "Well, of course I believe it."

"Master, you have always been protecting me and taking me with you."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been accepted into the Piaomiao Sect, let alone ascended to immortality."

The more he spoke, the more grateful the girl looked at him, her eyes sparkling with light.

"Master." She said in a sincere tone, "If one day you need me, I will give you everything I have."

Give her everything.

Meng Ziling's steps paused while walking.

There is nothing on hand.

He raised his eyes and saw that there was a long bridge as far as the eye could see, and he was the only one there.

Meng Ziling closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

He walked forward again.                                                                                                                                                                        .

"Master." She grabbed his wrist and walked all the way to the island, "Why is this place called 'Siwuhai'?"

Meng Ziling looked forward, "There is no limit to the sea of ​​love and no end to thoughts. This is a warning."

"You know, I cultivate the ruthless way."

His words were steady, but he was a little panicked in his heart, fearing that she might have other ideas.

The girl next to her did not change her expression, she still looked happy.

"I know." She rolled her eyes, "Master practices a very powerful way."

"The ruthless way is the way closest to the way of heaven. In the entire immortal world, you are the only one qualified to practice it."

She playfully looked like an elf, her fingers cutely placed on her lips, "And you are responsible for maintaining the order of the fairy world, and you have faint signs of becoming the God of War."

"You will soon become Bi Xian. (This chapter is not over yet!)

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There is a higher level of existence.”

The afterglow reflected her smile, full of life.

It is a kind of vitality that is different from this radiant world.

Meng Ziling looked at her steadily.

Does she know what she's talking about?

I know, I don't know either.

After being stared at for a long time, the girl's bright smile gradually faded, and she asked with a little panic, "Master, is there something on my face?"

"Or did I say something wrong?"

Meng Ziling smiled.

He let go of the girl and turned to the front, "We're here. From now on, this will be your residence."

The girl looked forward in surprise.

Her turning figure gradually disappeared from sight.

Meng Ziling once again set foot on Hopeless Island and came here.

He lowered his head and looked at the ground for a long time before he really raised his head and slowly raised his gaze.

In front of you is an exquisite, compact, three-story square building. There is a golden bell on the eaves at the corner of each floor, which sways in the wind and makes a crisp sound.

Above the gate, there is a beautifully carved plaque with several large gilt characters written on it with flying dragons and phoenixes.

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The door is closed tightly.

Meng Ziling put her palm against the door, paused for a few seconds, and then pushed the door open with force.

The building was empty, with a faint fragrance floating in the air.

Although it has been uninhabited for a long time, there is not a speck of dust to be seen, and everything is as clean as new, as if the residents have never left here.

The gauze curtain flutters like the hem of her skirt that moves with her steps.

Meng Ziling walked over and came to the door of a room.

Go in, the window is bright and clean.

He bypassed many objects and went straight to the bed.

On the square pillow, a small green-colored brocade bag lay quietly.

Meng Ziling stood in front of the bed for a long time before bending down and reaching for the small kit.

He held the small bag of tips to his chest and held it tightly.

Meng Ziling took a step back, waved her palm, water ripples swayed in the air, and a soft light appeared.

He opened his palm, and the soft light landed firmly on his hand.

When the light dissipated, a mirror suddenly appeared.

It emits a weak light, which is different from ordinary mirrors. It is only the size of Meng Ziling's palm. The front side is light red and the back side is pure white. No matter which side it is on, nothing can be reflected.

Meng Ziling used her strength in her hands, and a purple flash of light circled the mirror a few times before sinking into it, and the mirror's light became brighter and brighter.

He gently touched the mirror with his hand, and the shining silver mirror automatically flew into the air and stayed suspended.

The childish baby voice instantly filled the room.

"Woooooooooo, I finally see the light of day again, I finally have strength again."

Its voice was full of ecstasy, "Who is it? Who is this good man? I must repay him well!"

"Let me see, let me see."

It shook the mirror impatiently and wanted to fly around the room.

However, when it was about to take action, it suddenly spotted Meng Ziling standing in front of it.

In an instant, the mirror let out a long scream, as if it had seen a ghost.

"Meng Ziling!"

"How could it be you!"

The light on the mirror suddenly dimmed. It fell from mid-air and almost fell to the ground. It suddenly slowed down as it fell rapidly.

"Crack", the mirror fell to the floor, and the light completely disappeared, like a dead object.

Meng Ziling watched it lying on the ground with cold eyes, then raised her foot and ran over it mercilessly.

"Don't don't stop." The mirror seemed to feel, and he escaped from Meng Ziling's feet.

It jumped to the corner of the room vigilantly, far away from Meng Ziling, and the light on its body flashed, "Meng Ziling, I tell you, if you kick me, I will be useless."

Meng Ziling clasped her hands behind her back, "Aren't you a divine weapon? Can you be destroyed so easily?"

Jingjing said unconvinced: "Although my Yin Yang Mirror comes from the God Realm, I have been sleeping for so long and have become extremely weak. You are only one step away from becoming a god. Of course. (This chapter is not finished yet!)

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You can destroy me."

Meng Ziling asked, "Can you still know the past and future of all things now?"

"Of course!" Yin Yangjing said, "This is my job. There is nothing in the world that I can't see."

It whispered, "Although I am weak now."

"good."

Meng Ziling raised her hand into the air and sucked the Yin-Yang Mirror across the air.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing! It's very scary, isn't it?" The Yin Yang Mirror ghost roared and stopped in front of Meng Ziling.

"Check someone out for me." Meng Ziling ignored its noisy voice.

Yin Yang Jing cursed, "I said Meng Ziling, you are revered as an immortal in vain, you are too rude."

"Sure enough, immortals are immortals. Compared with our gods, they are far behind."

Purple thunder and lightning appeared alternately in the sky.

Yin Yang Jing immediately stopped his voice.

It said cautiously: "Who do you want me to check for you?"

"I, Yin Yang Mirror, will definitely try my best to check it out."

"Your master."

"ah?"

The Yin-Yang Mirror didn't turn around, "Who is the owner?"

The thunder and lightning became stronger and stronger, faintly about to hit the mirror body.

"I remember, I remember!" it shouted hurriedly.

"But wasn't my master crushed to ashes by you hundreds of years ago, and not even ashes were left?"

"I can check a person's past and future, but the master is no longer here, so I can't check it."

A ball of purple light appeared in Meng Ziling's hand, and the small bag of tips was safely delivered to the Yin Yang Mirror.

"Trace its scent." He said, "She is still there."

"Really?" Yin Yangjing was dubious.

Thunder and lightning roared, and emptiness surrounded the Yin-Yang Mirror.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll check, I'll check."

Its silver-white light shines brightly, and the little tips are included in it.

After a while, the light weakened, and Meng Ziling raised her hand and took the small kit back into her arms.

The yin-yang mirror flew under Meng Ziling's eyes, "Look at my white side and see if you can see anything."

He followed the instructions and turned the Yin-Yang mirror in his hand to the white side, and stared at it carefully for a few seconds.

In the mirror was a foggy grayish white.

Meng Ziling pulled her sleeves and wiped them, but still couldn't see clearly.

"No."

"Then." Yin Yang Jing said helplessly, "Look at my red side, that's for looking at the future."

He turned to the red side again.

The red gauze danced in the mirror, making shadows blurry, but still nothing could be discerned.

Meng Ziling shook her head, "I can't see it."

"Okay." The Yin-Yang Mirror stood up from his hand, "Let me take a look at it myself."

In an instant, Meng Ziling felt two completely different feelings on her hands. On the one hand, it felt like it was being burned in a fire, and on the other hand, it felt like it was buried in ice and frozen.

He threw the yin-yang mirror away.

The Yin and Yang Mirror was suspended in mid-air, with red and white forces overflowing from both sides, entangled and torn, causing the entire mirror to tremble. There was only a crisp sound, and an irregular black line appeared in the middle.

"Ah, I'm torn." Yin Yang Jing cried, "How could it be like this?"

Meng Ziling doesn't care whether the Yin-Yang Mirror is cracked or not, he only cares about the final result of the investigation.

"How was it?" he asked.

"The master is indeed still here."

"However, her past has been sealed by a powerful force. Even the time she spent with you cannot be known again. Even I can't break this seal."

"The past is unknown, and the future is impossible to predict."

"I always feel bad."

Meng Ziling looked solemn, "It means you can't know its whereabouts."

"I can't help it, this is beyond my ability." The light of the Yin-Yang Mirror dimmed.

"I'm so tired. I need to rest first."

It shrunk into a silver-white chain, and the mirror body became the size of a thumb. _o_m

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