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Chapter 356 False Phoenix and False Phoenix 25

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The mirror monster's mask peeled off piece by piece from the face, shattered into powder, and disappeared into the air, revealing the original appearance of the mirror monster.

"Boss Qing?!"

Everyone looked at the mirror monster in shock. The face behind the mirror mask was exactly the same as Qing Cheng's, it was carved out of the same mold.

Mr. Qing was still in a coma. Wan Teng Linmu glanced at Mr. Qing, then at the strange man in the mirror covering his face, and said, "What's going on? Why are there two Mr. Qing?"

Little Changqin leaned against Wanqi Linmu's arms, already very weak, squinting his eyes, and said in a weak voice: "He is the mirror image of Qingcheng."

President Qing's mirror image?No wonder he looks exactly like Mr. Qing.

The Mirror Man is Mr. Qing's mirror image, so... who is Mr. Qing?

The mirror geek is obviously familiar with this tomb, and he seems to have lived in the tomb. If the mirror geek is Mr. Qing's mirror image, then Mr. Qing must have something to do with this tomb.

Wan Teng Linmu suddenly recalled the big mirror before they entered the tomb, Mr. Qing suddenly had a splitting headache, then opened the mirror door of the tomb, and led everyone into the tomb. Thinking about it now, Mr. Qing should have I am very familiar with this tomb.

Xiao Changqin suddenly regained the consciousness of Prince Changqin because of stimulation, so he should also know about this tomb, and even Qingcheng.

Wan Teng Lin Mu immediately asked: "Who is Mr. Qing? Does he have anything to do with this tomb?"

Xiao Changqin nodded weakly when she heard Wan Teng Linmu's words. He wanted to speak, but his strength was lost a little bit, and his complexion became worse and worse.

"Prince!"

With Ying Long's cry, Xiao Changqin suddenly tilted his head, leaned against Wanqi Linmu and fell into a coma. Wanqi Linmu was startled, and hurried to test Xiao Changqin. His breathing was very steady, and he let out a sigh of relief. His breath seemed to be exhausted too much, and he fell asleep.

Little Changqin leaned against Wanqi Linshu's chest, which was a gap of five or six seconds. His eyelashes trembled slightly. He opened his eyes again and looked up at Wanqi Linmu. There was a thump in his heart, and he said something seemed wrong.

The face that was cold like a god just now has become extremely clear, blinking his big eyes and staring at the trees in Wanqi, and then "Duck~" called out in a childish voice.

Wan Teng Lin Mu: "..." Sure enough, something is wrong.

A son becomes a son again...

Because of the stimulation, Xiao Changqin was inspired by Prince Changqin's consciousness, but it didn't last long. As the saying goes, he is handsome for only three seconds. After a brief coma, he returned to his innocent and lovely appearance, as if the car ran out of gas like...

Although his son was very good when he was cute, Wan Teng Lin Mu's eyelids were twitching at this moment, because the prince Changqin hadn't finished speaking, he hadn't said who Mr. Qing was, why the mirror image was exactly the same as Mr. Qing, And where the hell is the fifty strings.

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His mirror mask was shattered by Luo Shen, and he suddenly became crazy. With a flash of "shua", he quickly rushed towards Mr. Qing. Everyone felt a gust of wind, and then the mirror monster disappeared in front of everyone.

And Mr. Qing, who fell unconscious on the ground, opened his eyes suddenly, with the same ferocious and crazy expression of the mirror monster on his face, and said hoarsely: "You...you dare to break my mask...how dare you!! Not a good death, all... not a good death..."

Dong Huan said: "It's too bad! President Qing seems to be possessed!"

Boss Qing was sneak attacked by the mirror monster just now, and Ren Mo dragged him back with a fishing line. At this time, the fishing line was still tangled around Boss Qing's body, and he saw the possessed Boss Qing suddenly laughed ferociously, and grabbed him with both hands.

The fishing line was deeply stuck in Mr. Qing's arm. This fishing line was not an ordinary fishing line, but a special fishing line made by the Wuqi tribe. It was very strong. The mirror monster struggled hard with Mr. Qing's body, not caring about the fishing line at all. Whether it will scratch Mr. Qing, the blood drips down Mr. Qing's arm and drips on the floor of the tomb.

Ren Mo narrowed his eyes, and suddenly let go of his hand, "Crack!", "Boss Qing" broke the fishing line in an instant, and the black fishing line was torn apart and splashed all around.

The mirror monster dominated Mr. Qing's body, he laughed "haha", facing the mirror on the wall of the tomb, which reflected Mr. Qing's face, and said to himself: "We are the same, you see Well, we are the same... How wonderful this place is, it is very suitable for raising corpses... We can work together, join hands to destroy them, and use their blood to raise corpses..."

"Mr. Qing" looked at the mirror, his eyebrows danced, and the mirror reflected the appearance of "Mr. Qing". As "Mr. Qing" spoke, the mirror image in the mirror didn't speak, but stared at him with a frown. .

The reflection in the mirror is the real Mr. Qing!

Mr. Qing's body was taken over by the monster in the mirror, and the real Mr. Qing was reflected in the mirror. Mr. Qing squinted his eyes, and said without beginning and end: "I seem to... remember."

The mirror monster looked in the mirror and said with a smile: "You finally remembered? Just remember, we are the same, thank you for bringing so many prey, their blood is delicious."

Everyone looked at the "Mr. Qing" who was talking to himself, and Mr. Qing in the mirror suddenly laughed and said, "No, we are different, you are just a mirror image."

As soon as his words fell, Mr. Qing in the mirror suddenly raised his hand, and pressed his palm on the mirror on the wall of the tomb, and the mirror monster who occupied Mr. Qing's body suddenly yelled, "No—you can't do this !! You can't do this!"

"We're all the same! You can't do that!"

Mr. Qing in the mirror said flatly: "I've said it before, we are different, you are just a fake."

As soon as Mr. Qing's voice fell, there was a loud "crack——" the mirror on the tomb wall broke, and a crack appeared, followed by the surrounding mirrors. The sound, the crack continued to spread.

The face of "President Qing" is extremely ferocious, struggling non-stop, waving his hands in the air, as if resisting something, there are also crack marks on President Qing's body, the white light is like fragments, falling from President Qing one by one The body peeled off and shattered into powder.

At the same time, Mr. Qing, who was locked in the mirror, rushed forward quickly, rushed out of the mirror, and jumped back into his body.

Mr. Qing's face was a little distorted. Following the sound of shattering, following the sound of the mirror man turning into pieces and falling off his body, Mr. Qing's face was distorted, and there were bursts of desperate grins in his throat, saying: "We ...is the same...you are also...fake..."

After finishing speaking, "Crack!!" With a loud noise, Mr. Qing was enveloped in white light, and the mirrors on the surrounding tomb walls were covered with cracks and instantly shattered into powder.

Wan Teng Lin Mu hurriedly hugged Xiao Changqin, Luo Shen rushed over quickly, hugged Wan Teng Lin Mu, and covered him with the fragments splashed by the mirror, and the sudden white light slowly disappeared.

Everyone raised their heads again, and saw Mr. Qing standing in the tomb. The tomb was not as dark as before. The surrounding mirror walls were broken, revealing more space. It turned out that the surrounding mirrors were not at all. The tomb wall is a space built in the tomb, which separates the tomb.

After the mirror shattered, the complete tomb was revealed. The tomb was bigger than they thought, and it was just the tip of the iceberg.

The walls of the tomb are all depicting phoenix bluebirds. There is a coffin in the middle of the tomb, which is similar to the coffin I saw just now. There is a mirror coffin. A man who looks exactly like Xiao Changqin is lying quietly in the coffin, with his arms in his arms. There is a fifty strings in the middle.

As I saw last time, the Prince Changqin and fifty strings in the coffin are just illusions, and after breaking the illusion, there are actually only a few strings in the coffin, and of course, the soul of Prince Changqin.

The light disappeared, and everyone put down their hands that blocked the light, and the tomb finally returned to calm.

Mr. Qing stood in the middle of the tomb, slowly turned his head, looked at the crowd, Wan Teng Lin Mu said: "This is the tomb of Phoenix, are you Qingluan?"

Mr. Qing looked around and said: "I forgot a lot before. I only remembered that I must find the fifty strings, but I don't remember why I found the fifty strings. Now... I finally understand."

He said, looked at Wanqi Linmu, and said, "This is indeed my tomb."

Wan Teng Lin Mu said: "You really are Qingluan?"

According to legend, Prince Changqin scattered his soul on fifty strings and buried them in the tomb of Yinglong and the tomb of the colorful phoenix respectively. This should be one of the tombs of the colorful phoenix, namely Qingluan.

Mr. Qing smiled, and sighed, "I wish I was a Qingluan."

When he said this, everyone looked at Boss Qing strangely, Boss Qing's tone sounded very strange, isn't he Qingluan?

And what the Mirror Man said when he shattered, he said that he and Mr. Qing are fakes, what does that mean?

Qingjing looked up at the huge blue luan bird on the wall of the tomb, and said: "A long time ago, Qingluan was hunted and killed a lot because of its beautiful appearance and divine bird. People yearned for the gods and wanted to monopolize the gods. There are fewer and fewer blue luan birds, and only the last one remains..."

"The last blue luan was very lonely, and he was kept in a cage made of gold, but he was still depressed, and he never sang a song, and never revealed his beautiful singing voice."

"Later, someone suggested that the reason why the blue luan did not sing was because the blue luan was too lonely, but there was only one blue luan left in this world, and there was no second one to keep him company, so someone took it. A mirror came and hung the mirror in front of the blue luan bird."

Mr. Qing's tone was calm, and he said in a faint voice: "The blue phoenix saw its own appearance in the mirror, opened its mouth suddenly, uttered a sad song, and vomited blood to death, the blood of the phoenix splashed on the mirror ..."