This witch, please stay

Chapter 108
Lightly touch the crystal mirror with the palm of your hand, tap your toes, and Xun Ming's figure is completely submerged in the mirror.

It's not a thin layer of enchantment as imagined, but when you pass through it, you come to the chaotic sky where the two worlds of human and monsters meet.

A mysterious and mysterious feeling suddenly surrounded Xun Ming, like a dream, uncertain whether it is true or false.

Xun Ming, who had his eyes closed, frowned slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

A huge transparent mirror stood quietly in front of his eyes, like a huge wall with infinite boundaries, blocking him in front of him.

In a void, Xun Ming floated in front of the huge mirror whose boundary could not be seen at a glance, like an insignificant speck of dust.

A strong sense of fatigue swept over him, and at the last moment before his consciousness dissipated, Xun Mingqiang raised his eyelids and looked at the mirror in front of him.

In the mirror, a black-haired young man in a blue and white Taoist robe stood quietly, with lowered eyebrows and eyes.

It was Xun Ming himself.

It's just that the "he" in the mirror doesn't have a plain face on his face, what shows his handsome original appearance.

The next moment, Xun Ming's pupils suddenly dilated.

Because in that mirror, behind the "he" with drooping brows and eyes, figures slowly emerged one after another.

Different clothes, different expressions, and different temperaments, but the faces are [-] to [-]% similar to him!

His heart suddenly shook, and Xun Ming, who was extremely shocked, was about to move, but he lost consciousness instantly, and was surrounded by darkness again in front of him.

When his consciousness regained clarity, he was already standing on a square, holding his forehead with one hand, dizzy in his mind.

A prehistoric aura that seemed to come from chaos filled the world, making Xun Ming seem to be overwhelmed by mountains, and his spiritual power was not running smoothly for a while.

After standing in place for a long time, he finally got used to the heavy pressure of heaven and earth in Haishan Pass. Xun Ming shook his head, whose dizziness had almost dissipated, and looked around.

A vast square was spread out, and there were sparse figures and groups of people on it. At this time, most of them were walking towards the only exit directly in front of them.

His eyes quickly drifted over the people around him, and he inspected himself for a while. After finding nothing wrong, Xun Ming blended into the sparse flow of people in a daze, and walked towards the exit.

It's weird, I always feel like I've forgotten something...

It seems that because the northernmost side of Haishan Pass is far away from the battlefield outside the pass, there are not too many noises in the square at this time, and it seems a little lonely.

However, the cracks and wear on the bricks and stones of the fairy house, which are known for their firmness, still silently hinted at the bloody past.

Not many people came out of the square, but the inspection at the exit was not strict. There were very few people, not even a decent armored soldier. On an easy chair, he flipped through one after another of the immortal family genealogy quickly like flipping through a book, and waved his hand to let wave after wave of monks pass.

Xun Ming, who had been silently looking at the environment in the pass, fell at the end of the line intentionally or unintentionally, and smiled politely at the old man who was rubbing the elixir on his body with one hand and pouring wine with a wine gourd in the other. A fairy family genealogy snatched from a certain unlucky guy.

But this time, the old man just turned over the first page and glanced at it casually, threw the fairy family tree back into Xun Ming's hands, snorted softly, then shook his head and said to Xun Ming:
"Boy, your genealogy..."

Before the old man finished speaking, he took a pot of high-grade Xianjia wine from Xun Ming very smoothly.

Hand it in, open it, sniff it, put it in your bosom, all in one go.

"Ahem, your score..."

After receiving another jug ​​of good wine, the old man raised his eyebrows, obviously surprised.

This kid is on the right track!

"Your spectrum..."

"This spectrum..."

"Spectrum..."

After "scribing" for a long time, I didn't see the kid handing over the third jug of wine. The old man secretly sighed in his heart, "It's not easy to squeeze wool these days..." Then he slowly continued.

"Your genealogy... is fine."

The corners of his eyebrows twitched slightly, and Xun Ming, whose face was slightly darkened, saw that the old fried dough stick was finally willing to let go. He didn't say much, put the genealogy into the storage ring, and walked out of the square without looking back.

Anyway, when I took those two jugs of wine, it was already an exposed thing, so there was no need to forcefully cover it up in front of the old man.

Besides, isn't it normal for a person to ride through the border alone to have a square inch?

He had just landed, and Xun Ming, who had plucked the wool last time, was slightly disappointed.

Such a long line of people, why are you staring at me?
Seeing how small I am, I'm easy to bully?

After complaining a few words in his heart, Xun Ming squeezed the corners of his mouth, feeling unlucky about being unlucky.

But after all, it's okay, after all, he still entered Haishan Pass, right?

After leaving the quaint square connected to Nanchanzhou through a mirror, and walking through a section of uninhabited wasteland, Xun Ming's eyes came into sight of houses that seemed to have sprung up suddenly.

The courtyard is deep and well arranged.

It gives people the illusion of stepping into a prosperous city.

In the pass, there is still the smell of fireworks in the world.

It was like a bloody war knife, and when it was gently knocked open, a soft rice cake was sandwiched between the blades.

The smell of blood and fireworks have achieved a different kind of mixture in this world and this city.

Although the pictures of mountains and rivers in Zhenjiang Pass are absolutely prohibited objects, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see them, Xun Ming, who had "read through" all the books about Haishan Pass in the Sutra Pavilion of Xieyuezong, was still in those few words. Among them, I have a general understanding of Haishan Pass.

The chaotic world where Haishan Pass is located has a flaw in the way of heaven, and the weather, time and geography are different from Haoran Tianzhong.

The sky here is only a vast expanse of snow-white, without azure blue, stars, moon, and scorching sun, let alone the alternation of morning and evening.

Between heaven and earth, there is only the endless monotonous day.

And the land boundary in the entire sky domain is a vast and perfect circle as if the gods and men drew the ground as a prison, a vast expanse of scorched earth, surrounded by a circle of heaven and earth boundaries, like a cage for trapped animals.

An endless Great Wall that has been broken several times, but has stood for thousands of years, is like a slightly curved arc, isolating a crescent moon at the northernmost end of this world.

And it was such a "little" crescent moon that shook a heaven and stopped the cruel offensive of the monster clan for thousands of years.

It's hard to imagine that for the same pass, the human race not only has this one, but four of them.

How tragic?

In the crescent moon that Xun Ming is in, the innermost part is a natural barrier formed by the vast boundary between heaven and earth, on which there is a mirror of heaven and earth, connecting Haoran sky.

In front of the huge mirror that Xun Ming passed through, there are actually several "ports", and he is only in one of them.

That's why he wasn't the only one who appeared on the square.

And outside the square, apart from the wasteland that seemed to be an isolated area, there was a large section of street houses.

Going further outside here, you will reach a section of combat preparation area under the city wall, where the military aircraft arsenal should be.

Further outside is the head of the city, and the bloody battlefield.

Just thinking about it for a while, I couldn't help feeling a little hot in my heart. Xun Ming, who seemed to be born with great pride, let out a little breath, suppressed the ups and downs in his heart, and after walking a long way into the market, he was in front of a shop with no business. stopped.

Facing the guy at the door, he asked:

"My little brother, I want to ask how to get here to be a soldier?"

Although it is a bit strange to know that this "soldier" said, but Xun Ming couldn't think of a better rhetoric at this time, so he could only bite the bullet and ask.

The guy who was holding a rag in his hand, who seemed to be about to wipe something, was slightly taken aback when he heard Xun Ming's question, and then his expression became a little strange.

But after a short pause, he just pointed to the end of the street without saying anything.

Xun Ming who got the reply nodded slightly, and sure enough, he had to go to the city wall first.

Thinking that since he asked someone for directions, he would just buy something in the store by the way, so Xun Ming asked a little casually:
"Brother, what do you sell in this store? Let me see what I can take away."

It's okay not to ask, but when Xun Ming asked, the clerk's expression suddenly became a little strange.

kindness?
what's the situation?
Xun Ming, who was thinking about things in his heart, was a little confused, and then followed the clerk's line of sight to see the whole row beside him...

coffin.

Then his face also turned green.

(End of this chapter)