After the villain resigned

Zhou Siwei didn't miss the answer this time.

Zhou Siwei put his arms around Jiang Yiyi's waist, looked at the person in his arms without blinking, and unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth, and said, "Yiyi, say it again."

It's okay to say it again, but Jiang Yi couldn't open his mouth anymore.

"Forget it, forget it." He replied dryly.

"Why?" Zhou Siwei lowered his head and pressed it against Jiang Yiyi's forehead. His eyes were wet, and he looked like a puppy eager to be petted. He rubbed it coquettishly, "Say it again, okay?"

Jiang Yi looked away in an evasive manner, and after looking around, he found an excuse: "Now is not the time... wait until we get out."

Zhou Siwei also looked over and saw a corpse lying in a pool of blood. Then he remembered the fragrance of hibiscus floating before, this is indeed not a safe place.

He was a little reluctant, but he still compromised, "Then let's go out first."

The clothes were piled up in a mess, and it was impossible to tell which was which.

Looking at the mess in the place, Jiang Yi suddenly remembered something, and said, "Zhou Siwei, what did you think back then, to carve, engrave that kind of thing on the pillars."

Zhou Siwei bent down, hiding the expression on his face, "At that time... I just wanted to let the whole world know."

Jiang Yi couldn't help cursing: "Are you a fool?"

Now it can indeed be regarded as everyone in the world knows it - thanks to the host who picked up the stars.

Zhou Siwei said in a low voice, "It won't happen now..."

Jiang Yi stared: "How dare you now?"

Zhou Siwei didn't dare to speak any more, picked up a robe, shook it off and saw that it was covered with blood drops, and he couldn't put it on anymore.He glanced at the storage space again. Recently, clothes have been consumed too quickly, and there are no more clothes to wear.

Jiang Yiyi was too lazy to worry about what happened hundreds of years ago with Zhou Siwei, pointed to the clothes hanging on the wall, and said, "Aren't there?"

The clothes hanging on the wall are for decoration, decorated with gold and jade, extremely luxurious, at first glance, it seems to be shiny and almost dazzled.

Zhou Siwei was silent for a moment, this was obviously not his style.

Jiang Yiyi had already stepped forward to take off his clothes, put on the gold and red clothes, and put one after another gold and jade decorations on his body.

He turned around and asked Zhou Siwei, "Does it look good?"

Really nice.

Jiang Yi was naturally suitable for wearing this kind of bright red and bright clothes, and easily suppressed the color, not only did not overwhelm the guests, but also made his skin whiter than snow, and his eyes were picturesque.

He raised his arm, revealing a fluttering phoenix at the hem, which was embroidered with silk gold thread, lifelike, as if it was about to rush out of it and cry in the sky in the next moment.

"Zhou Siwei!" Jiang Yiyi didn't get a response for a long time, so he raised his eyes and looked over.

Zhou Siwei stared straight at Jiang Yiyi, so engrossed that he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Stupid?" Jiang Yiyi rolled his eyes, and burst out laughing, "You are such a fool."

The corners of his lips were raised, and his eyebrows were open. At that moment, it was like a fire tree and silver flowers blooming in the night sky. It was dazzling, and even the brilliance of the new moon could not block such a brilliant fireworks.

Zhou Siwei finally regained his composure, and walked forward, "It looks good." He leaned into Jiang Yiyi's ear, suddenly lowered his voice, and said what was in his heart, "I want to help you get off."

Jiang Yiyi returned the words of "Double cultivation is not the right path" intact.

"If it's with you..." Zhou Siwei glanced over the exposed part of his neck, "Needless to say it's cultivation, I'm willing to lose my life."

Jiang Yi was amused, and hurriedly stopped Zhou Siwei from continuing to say, "That's all right." He handed over a piece of clothing, "Hurry up and change, we're going out."

Zhou Siwei took it and saw that it was the only relatively simple piece of clothing hanging on the wall.

Jiang Yi said: "You have been wearing blue clothes for hundreds of years, and you are tired of looking at them, so change your color."

Hearing this, Zhou Siwei put on his clothes.

This is a white dress, which looks ordinary, but after putting it on, one can see faint golden patterns on the sleeves and hem.

Zhou Siwei was a little uncomfortable, he stretched out his arms and took a look, then quickly retracted them.

Jiang Yi said with a smile, "I think it looks good."

Zhou Siwei originally had a gentle and jade-like appearance, usually dressed in blue clothes, he looked gentle and elegant, but now he changed his style, he looked even more graceful and fairy-like.

Jiang Yi looked at it for a while, then said emphatically, "It's beautiful."

Zhou Siwei was a little uncertain, "Really?"

"Really." Jiang Yi took the initiative to take his hand, "Let's go."

Thanks to the array that isolates the spiritual consciousness in the room, people outside can't find out what's going on inside.

Jiang Yi pushed the door open, and with a creak, revealed the scenery outside the door.

When entering, there was a long, narrow and dark corridor outside the door, but looking out at this time, the corridor was actually covered with all kinds of mirrors.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, the empty mirror was filled with figures in an instant.

Jiang Yi looked at himself in the mirror for a while, and asked, "What kind of formation is this?"

But he separated a ray of consciousness to investigate, but found nothing. The consciousness fell on the smooth surface of the mirror, and everything bounced back without falling.

"Bounce?" Jiang Yi noticed this, and a ray of sword energy burst out from his fingertips, hitting a mirror standing in front of him.

A crisp sound echoed in the corridor.

After the sword energy hit the surface of the mirror, it stayed for a moment, and then bounced back at the same speed.

Fortunately, Jiang Yiyi had been prepared for a long time. He sideways avoided the refracted sword energy, stretched out his hand and held it in mid-air, and held the sword energy in the palm of his hand.

As soon as the sword energy started, a tingling sensation came from the palm.

Jiang Yi stretched out his palms, and a line of blood slowly spread out.

The sword energy reflected by the mirror is not under Jiang Yi's control, and it will hurt him.

Zhou Siwei grabbed that hand, looking a little nervous.

"It's okay." Jiang Yi looked around and said casually, "Small injury."

It didn't take long for the wound on the palm to heal completely, but there was still a dark red mark left.

Mirrors are placed all over the corridor, including the ground and ceiling.

Jiang Yi looked back, and even the exit of the room just now turned into a mirror at some point, and what was reflected in the mirror was himself turning back.

Since there is no turning back, there is only one choice, "Go forward."

This corridor is very long.

Jiang Yiyi counted the time silently, and it took about a quarter of an hour before he got out of it.

When passing through this corridor before, it did not take such a long time at all.

"This is a mirror maze..." Jiang Yi looked at the person in the mirror and said to himself, "Do you have to break the mirror to get out?"

A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and Jiang Yi subconsciously said a name, "Jing Ji?"

This is the name spoken by the uninvited guest who broke into the room.

Jiang Yi's voice was not low. As soon as these two words were uttered, they immediately echoed in the entire corridor.

I don't know if some switch was touched, the bright mirror suddenly dimmed, and when it was lit again, the reflection in the mirror changed into a different person.

Countless mirror girls have transformed into mirrors. She is lazily sitting on a chaise longue, her fragrant shoulders are half exposed and her red lips are provocative. "A total of 370 six monks have been trapped in the mirror maze, and no one has escaped from it yet." She His lips parted slightly, and he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke ring, "I give you two conditions, either submit or... die."

Jiang Yiyi quietly looked at the beauty in the mirror, and asked, "Is there no third way?"

Jing Ji tapped the bong inlaid with gold and jade, and smiled at Jiang Yiyi, "The third way? You can try it."

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to press the mirror closest to him, and exerted a little force, "The third way is... to break the mirror."

Mirrors are fragile and delicate things.

These mirrors are no exception, but they can reflect the damage they take, protecting their fragile bodies.

However, no matter what it is, there is an upper limit. Once the damage received exceeds this upper limit, all mirrors will fall apart.

"Let me guess." Jiang Yiyi sent out a sword aura toward the mirror. This sword aura was three points more powerful than the previous one, but it still bounced back exactly.

Jiang Yi swallowed a mouthful of blood. Although he was injured a little, he had figured out Jingji's upper limit, "Your upper limit will definitely not exceed the Heavenly Wonderland."

Jing Ji was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "So what? You are just monks in the Earth Spirit Realm, and you will definitely not be able to break through the maze of my Realm."

Because Jing Ji's cultivation is limited, she never provokes those cultivators from the Heavenly Wonderland.

And when these two people first entered "Life In Death Exit", Jing Ji knew that their cultivation was only at the Earth Spirit Realm. In this mirror maze, wouldn't they be at her mercy?

Jiang Yiyi took a step back and bumped into Zhou Siwei who was behind him. He whispered, "You come."

"Okay." Zhou Siwei nodded, and the Dragon Sword slipped into his hand.

Jing Ji inexplicably felt a trace of fear.

"Impossible." Jing Ji shook her head, "How could a monk in the Earth Spirit Realm break through..."

Jing Ji saw Zhou Siwei's movements through countless mirrors.

The moment he drew his sword, Jing Ji screamed, "Heavenly Wonderland! How is it possible!"

How did their cultivation base rise so fast? In less than half a day, they broke through from the Earth Spirit Realm to the Celestial Immortal Realm. Although there is only a thin line between these two realms, countless monks are stuck outside the threshold.

These two people actually broke through when they said they broke through?

Regret flashed in Jingji's heart. If she had known earlier, she would never have chosen to provoke them.

At the same time, Zhou Siwei lightly jumped into the air, bent his right hand, and swung his sword outward.

Countless silhouettes of him were reflected in the mirror.

Countless Zhou Siwei swung his sword.

In the end, Jian Feng stopped in front of a mirror without any response.

"Phew." Jing Ji pressed the choppy waves in front of her chest, and after a sigh of relief, she slumped on the chaise longue and murmured, "I just said, it's impossible..."

Jing Ji was too happy.

Click.

From where the sword pointed, countless gaps opened.Then, the mirrors in all directions shattered and fell to the ground, splashing tiny fragments.

The natal magic weapon was injured, and Jing Ji spit out a mouthful of blood immediately. Before she could calm down the turbulent spirit energy in her body, she saw a sword light flashing across her eyebrows.

Jing Ji stiffened her neck and looked at the visitor.

"Forgive me this time..." Jing Ji looked pale, but she still held on, and cast a glance at Zhou Siwei, put her hand on her chest, and pulled down the collar, "Let me do it." Anything."

There are ambiguous hints between the words.

Jing Ji thinks she is somewhat pretty, and it is rare for men she meets to fall under her skirt.

But this time, Jing Ji bumped into two people who didn't like this at all.

Jiang Yiyi came out from behind Zhou Siwei, glanced at Glasses Ji, and said casually, "Kill it."

People like Jingji must have blood on their hands.

Of course, Jiang Yi didn't have time to act chivalrously. If Jing Ji hadn't happened to provoke him, even if she was a person who did all kinds of evil, Jiang Yi wouldn't pay her any attention.

Jing Ji's face turned pale, she looked at Zhou Siwei for help, and said, "If you killed the son of City Lord Yunmengze, he will definitely not let you go."

"Oh?" Jiang Yi heard this, and then looked straight at Jingji, "What is the cultivation level of the city master Yunmengze?"

Jing Ji was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the city lord of Yunmengze was only a cultivator of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and these two people were both monks of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, so how could they be afraid of the city lord of Yunmengze?

Seeing Jing Ji's reaction, Jiang Yiyi felt that the Yunmengze City Lord might not be very high-level, anyway, even the Quartet Lord had provoked two, so is he still afraid of a little Yunmengze City Lord?

What's more, if everyone is killed, can they still die and come back to life?

"Also! His master is under the seat of Immortal Nanming—" Jing Ji realized something and hurriedly opened her mouth, but halfway through her words, she got stuck in her throat and couldn't speak anymore.

Zhou Siwei withdrew his sword, Jing Ji's beautiful face twisted slightly, and then she lost her strength and fell down softly.

Ding dong.

Jing Ji's body disappeared, turned into an ancient mirror and fell on the imperial concubine's couch.

The ancient mirror is only the size of a palm.

The back is carved with a thrush holding a flower branch, and a green gemstone is inlaid in the center.

Jiang Yi stepped forward and picked up the ancient mirror.

The jewel that was supposed to be shining brightly now looked dull and lost its brilliance.

He flipped one side, and there were several cracks on the mirror surface, almost penetrating the entire mirror surface.

Come to think of it, this Jing Ji's body was an ancient mirror. After Jing Ji's body died, the ancient mirror also lost its spirituality and became a dilapidated antique.

Jiang Yi was about to put down the ancient mirror when he saw a flash of light in the mirror from the corner of his eye.

He gave a slight "huh" and pushed aside the shards of the mirror with his fingers, revealing what was hidden behind.

It was a piece of jade.

Jiang Yi took out the jade piece, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it looked, and he suddenly said, "Is this jade piece similar to the one I got before?"

Zhou Siwei glanced at it, and took out a piece of jade from his bosom, which was obtained in the secret realm of Baiyujing.

The two pieces of jade are placed together, and the material and pattern look exactly the same.

Jiang Yi put the two pieces of jade together, and they really did fit together. The two pieces of jade were stitched together without any seam, forming a seamless piece.

"One piece is still missing." Jiang Yi rubbed the gap with his fingertips. After the two pieces of jade were put together, they formed an arc, and part of the scratches appeared on it, but this part alone , I can't see anything engraved on it at all.

Zhou Siwei took it over and took a look. He could barely make out a vague "one" on it, and couldn't tell the rest at all.

"You take it." Jiang Yi said, "Maybe you will encounter other fragments in the future."

It is sure to touch other fragments.

Jiang Yi could feel that this piece of jade had a faint cause and effect with Zhou Siwei, presumably it was some kind of opportunity for the protagonist, and no one else could take it away.

It's just that Jiang Yi was still a little curious, what exactly is this jade piece?

Will it be a cheat book, a magic formula or a key?

But now I can't see anything from it, Jiang Yi put the question behind him, smiled at Zhou Siwei, "Let's go."

"Okay." Zhou Siwei stepped forward and took Jiang Yi's hand.

After Jing Ji died, the maze in the mirror was also solved.

It didn't take too much time, and the two walked out of the inn.

When I came in, the sun was shining brightly, but when I came out, it was full of moon and stars.

After stepping out of the inn, Jiang Yi glanced back, the two red lanterns hanging at the door gradually dimmed, and finally the candles went out with a pop, and fell into silence.

With the sparse starlight, you can still see the words engraved on the plaque - life goes in and death goes out.

Jiang Yiyi suddenly had a thought that the two of them might be the only ones who came out of it alive.

Zhou Siwei turned his face sideways and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Yi raised their clasped hands and said, "I'm thinking, we've lived and died together."

"Only life together." Zhou Siwei said seriously, "There is no death together."