Chapter 620: Mirroring test

"Why is this happening? There is no solution." Ling Xiao was very afraid that Huo Xiaotao would say no, and the voice trembled and asked.
When I got to this step, Ling Xiao didn't know how much effort he had put in, but he also took the life of Ling Shi Yu Shi Bo Luyang. He really didn't want to see it and he lost a little bit of success.
Fortunately, Huo Xiaotao did not shake his head: "Although the body of the mirror is destroyed, the call of the body is very strong, but the curse it receives is too deep, and there is no way to completely remove it. It must wait until the mirror and mirror. When the spirit is completely in one, it can be used."
Ling Xiao did not want to wait: "In addition to waiting, there is no other way."
"Yes, that is to enter this reincarnation mirror, defeat the mirror spirit, let it completely surrender to you." Huo Xiaotao said very solemnly, seeing Ling Xiao a eagerly like, he does not have to think about Ling Xiao Thinking about it: "But I have to remind you that defeating the mirror is a very difficult thing, and it is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you may be able to fly away and you will never be able to recover."
Ling Xiao has not heard any persuasive words. Whenever possible, he will try his best to try, even if the chance is not high.
"Tell me, how can I defeat the mirror spirit." Ling Xiao looked straight into Huo Xiaotao, the meaning is that Huo Xiaotao no longer need to persuade him, tell him directly how to do it.
"The soul of the three souls and seven scorpions is out of the shackles, and then enters the reincarnation mirror and the mirror spirit to decide the outcome. Your soul is not stronger than the soul, but more determined than whose will."
Huo Xiaotao said very slowly, for fear that Ling Xiao did not hear clearly: "If you succeed, you will naturally get a lot of benefits. For example, you can make the revolving mirror your avatar. As long as the revolving mirror is not extinguished, you will always be Undead, of course, the benefits and risks naturally coexist, and be defeated in addition to the soul flying, this may also become the soul slave of Jingling, without self-awareness, Lingxiao brother can think clearly."
Huo Xiaotao did not forget to remind Ling Xiao at this time. Of course, he also knew that he was completely futile.
"Well, don't say more, let's get started." Ling Xiao calmed down his mood a little, so that he could calm down.
Competing for the will, this is a troublesome thing, not calm, only a dead end.
"Okay." Huo Xiaotao was helpless, and had to read a large number of spells that could not be understood by Tian Yanyu, who was given to him by Ling Xiao.
Listening to this spell, Ling Xiao feels that his soul is gradually leaving his body, the feeling, a bit like using the soul skills, and a bit different.
In a short while, Ling Xiao felt that his body was light and fluttering. He looked down and saw an identical person sitting quietly on the ground and closed his eyes.
Ling Xiao knows that his soul has already gone out.
"Ling Xiao brother, enter the black and white light yourself. Remember, everything is real and illusion. See how you understand yourself, but those who died in that illusion. If you include yourself, you will never be able to rise again. Remember to remember..."
Huo Xiaotao’s voice kept echoing in Ling Xiao’s ear until Ling Xiao didn’t enter the light, and it disappeared completely.
"Oh, here is..." Ling Xiao saw himself in the wilderness graveyard outside Beibei City, surrounded by a gloomy.
In the sky, the buds radiated cold silver light. According to him, he saw his thin body: his arms were like a stick, and the thin and broken clothes looked a bit big. The wind blew and the clothes were like It was a balloon that was blown up; the skin on the body was black and dry, and it was possible to clearly count how many bones were in his body.
Ling Xiao actually returned to the mainland of the heavens, and turned into the appearance of seven years old.
"Hungry..." Although Ling Xiao knew that this was an illusion, this real sense of hunger made Ling Xiao feel so real. He finally understood what Huo Xiaotao said was both real and illusory.
This scene has been experienced, and today all this is just to let him experience it again.
Although I don't know what Jing Ling and myself are, Ling Xiao knows that as long as he guards his own heart, any illusion that appears in the mirror can be broken.
Hungry, Ling Xiao is naturally going to forage, and it is no different from that time.
Ling Xiao clearly remembered that at that time he saw a tomb of a rich man a hundred meters in front of the place, and then grabbed the only remaining piece of chicken from the mouth of a wild dog.
Ling Xiao groaned weakly, like a drunken person, shaking his left and right, but his mind was extremely awake.
"Come on, it’s coming, it’s coming..." Ling Xiao’s line of sight was a bit fuzzy, and he could only go in a general direction.
He didn't know how long he had gone, and finally saw the cemetery in his memory.
"Chicken..." Ling Xiao swallowed a sip of water and walked toward the half of the chicken.
Ling Xiao wobbled to the tombstone and picked up the remaining half of the chicken piece. He was about to put it in his mouth. He suddenly realized that there was not a wild dog coming out to eat with him.
After waiting for a short moment, the unexpected wild dog did not appear, and it appeared to be a delicate figure: "When you do well... can you give this piece of meat... give it to me."
Ling Xiao looked at her with a fuzzy eye. It was a little girl who was almost as tall as she was, and she was looking at herself with pitiful eyes. From time to time, she showed a hint of disguise and disguise to the chicken in her hand. The color of greed.
Ling Xiao wanted to retire, but when he saw the girl's appearance, his heart could not help but tremble.
Isn't that what Cheng Yu was like when she was a child, how could she come here?
"You tell me who you are, I can consider giving you the meat." Ling Xiao said in a hoarse voice.
The little girl burst into tears: "My name is Cheng Yu, I am swearing... I married a woman, don't want me... I left home... I haven't eaten for a few days... something..."
"Sure enough, it is Cheng Yu." Ling Xiao's face could not help but twitching. In Ling Xiao's memory, after eating this piece of chicken, he took it for three days before eating food.
If you divide this piece of meat into Yuyu, maybe both of them will starve to death here.
However, if you don't give half to Cheng Yu, Cheng Yu will starve to death soon. This kind of choice is really embarrassing.
However, Ling Xiao did not think about it and divided half of the chicken to Cheng Yu: "Eat it..."

Thank you...
Cheng Yu sat down to Ling Xiao’s side, and the two sat side by side, staring at the chicken that was enough to fill a meal.
At this point, Ling Xiao felt that this chicken piece was the most delicious food in the world, better than all the sea treasures he had eaten later.
"Little brother, thank you." With a hint of strength, the voice of Cheng Yu’s speech is also louder: "Little brother, if there is a chance in the future, I must marry you, be your bride."
Ling Xiao slammed a few white eyes in the bottom of my heart. This is equivalent to saying nothing. Now it is unrealistic to say that it is more important to find something to eat.
"Let's go, let's continue to look for it and see if there is anything to eat." Ling Xiao stood up and ate some chicken, and his footsteps were not so light.
Cheng Yu cleverly followed him, and the two thin figures walked in tandem. Under the cold moonlight, they looked so fragile, and they could blow them away like a wind...
One day passed, although there were no squally showers and no scorching sun, but the two little guys were still weak and not a human being, and hunger was always the enemy of human nature.
On this day, the two of them did not find any food. When it was dark, they fell under a dead tree, their heads were heavy, and their eyes could not be opened.
In the tree, a few crows looked at them quietly, staring at them without a trace of emotion, as if waiting for them to die and become their food.
"Little brother, I want to... die." Cheng Yu was blurred, but between her, she seemed to see her mother waving at her: "My mother is coming, she came to me..."
Ling Xiao knew that this was the illusion of the dying person before his death. He quickly struggled to climb up and swayed into the thin body of Yu Yu: "Hey, you must... don't fall asleep... don't sleep... ..."
"Little brother, thank you... the chicken block last night..." Cheng Yu was dying, but his face was filled with a smile of satisfaction: "You are better than me... much better..."
"Yu, I beg you... don't fall asleep, don't fall asleep..." Ling Xiao's voice was already hoarse. The cry at this time made his dry throat shout a dark blood. It’s not hard to see.
Ling Xiao himself was too fast, and after such a shout, he also felt a whirlwind and almost fell to the ground.
But it was just a breath, let his hand squat tightly into the arm of Yu Yu, why not let go: "Don't sleep... don't sleep..."
"Oh." I don't know where to drop a small piece of steamed bread. It is estimated that the birds passing by in the sky accidentally fell.
Although this gimmick is only the size of the current slap in the face, it can be used to maintain a person's life more than enough. However, if it is divided into two halves, Ling Xiao knows that the two have to starve tonight.
When I didn't have time to think about it, Ling Xiao climbed to the side of the and picked up the half of the with a trembling hand and placed it in the mouth of Cheng Yu.
The ambiguous Cheng Yu now has only the most primitive hunger instinct. When the chapped lips touch the food, they immediately bite into the mouth and swallow it without two.
"It's delicious..." After eating this little hoe, Cheng Yu slept with satisfaction.
"It’s so good..." Looking at Cheng Yu’s appearance, Ling Xiao’s heart is full of contentment.
Then, his eyes were black, and he slammed into the ground and lost consciousness...
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