Chapter 842, Looking for the Magic Mirror

That look is not at all casual as usual, and it even looks a little anxious.

The prince was very curious: "Hey, what are you looking for?"

The emperor turned a deaf ear to it, bent down, and walked into the Tianchi all at once.

"The water..." Liang, before the prince finished speaking, he saw the man directly bent over and stretched out his hand, and he didn't care whether his purple gauze and white robe would be soaked, he just reached out and groped for the bottom of the pool.

still none!

Where did it go?

It was thrown in this place just now!

"You also come down to look for it." Dijun's voice was very cold, as if he was discussing.

The prince opened his mouth slightly and pointed at himself. He is a majestic prince who is going to jump into the Tianchi in broad daylight. If the people of Six Paths find out, he...

"Come down." The man's eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

The prince coughed, without further hesitation, and immediately stepped in.

He didn't dare to provoke a man to get angry.

Except for Fenghuang, everyone who provokes a man will not end well.

For example, the Son of Heaven, it is said that that one has not recovered until now, it doesn't matter if he was deposed from the position of God, and he has been reduced to the way of a beast.

Think about it, isn't a man born a son of God just without eyes, so he begged for a kiss from Phoenix.

So if you offend anyone, don't offend the emperor from all over the world.

The water in Tianchi is not as good as the Lower Realm, it's so cold that it's a bit bit bone-piercing when you put your fingers in it.

The prince looked at the little fairy who was coming and going, and put his eyes on the two of them, and felt that he was going crazy.

They are a majestic prince of heaven and an emperor of heaven, what is wrong with playing, but why they want to play with water in the cold winter?

And it took me an hour to find it!

"Dijun, brother." The prince rubbed his frozen hands: "You have to tell me what you are looking for."

The man threw two words at him without looking up: "Mirror."

"Just for a mirror?" the prince cried out, his voice raised.

The man stopped and looked back at him with a cold expression that had never been seen before.

The prince paused, and explained: "Then what, I mean buddy, I have all the mirrors you want, so you don't want to harm yourself like this, not to mention that if something falls into the Tianchi, it is very likely to fall into the mirror." Going to the mortal world, or being picked up by someone, you see, the sky has changed, and it will be useless to search for it."

In fact, I found it everywhere I could.

Relying on the two of them's spiritual sense, if there is a mirror in Tianchi, they will not fail to notice it.

Men must understand this truth.

The water from Tianchi hit his face.

Dijun didn't bend over again, probably because he had been standing in the same posture for too long, and even his back was a little stiff.

Seeing that he didn't intend to look any further, the crown prince walked out of Tianchi first, and was just about to say something.

A low, rustling sentence came from my ear, as if it was damp from the water: "I am the one who got dumped."

Suddenly!

The prince turned his head and looked towards the center of Tianchi!

The man stood there quietly, the most luxurious white fur robe in the world was soaked through, and the black hair was dripping with water.

His fingertips, which were never stained with the slightest bit of dust, were cut by something and blood flowed out.

The prince had never seen a man like this before. His peach blossom eyes were icy cold, his head was half hanging, and his eyes were blocked by his black hair. He could only faintly hear the repeated sentence.

"I was the one who got dumped."

The prince opened his mouth: "Ah? You are not joking, are you?"

The emperor didn't speak any more, and when he came up from the Tianchi, he left the prince far behind.

do not know why.

The prince looked at the back that was covered in moisture, and always had a feeling that what the man said just now was not a joke...

since that day.

The emperor seldom goes out of the temple, and seems to have no interest in anything.

People in Tiandao only heard that the emperor had lost a beloved thing, but they didn't know what it was.

Occasionally there will be a heavenly banquet, and men will not participate, and many posts are rejected.

The two little fairies stood at the door, responsible for refusing.

"These posts inviting the emperor to have a drink are piled up into a mountain. There are five or six of them from Xuenv alone. How to deal with them."

"Throw it all away, Dijun won't go."

"All right."

The two little fairies moved the post clumsily, and poked their heads to look inside.

At this time, someone from the Buddhist and Taoist side came to send a post, and asked: "Is the emperor there? Tomorrow, the lord will entertain the gods."

"Ah? I'm really sorry, Dijun is not feeling well these few days, he..." Xiao Xianjun was interrupted by a deep voice before he finished speaking.

"When is tomorrow?" It was the emperor, he walked out of the palace, as elegant and handsome as ever.

The little novice said the time, and then retreated with palms together.

Xiao Xianjun looked at his own emperor suspiciously, it was strange, didn't the emperor no longer attend any banquets?

How could you agree to Buddhism?

"Occasionally, this hall also wants to go out for a breath of air." This was the man's answer to the little fairies.

But they still felt that there must be something in it that they couldn't think of.

But fortunately, Buddhism and Taoism came to send the post, and the emperor seemed to be in a better mood the next day, and even the monsters behind him didn't seem to have a big evil spirit.

However, at the Buddhist banquet, the gods were invited, and Phoenix did not sit on the throne.

After all, she is the body to be punished, and she is still in confinement. Behind the body of the Buddha is the place where the Venerable Master asked her to chant sutras.

You can hear the harmony of the zither above the Daxiong Palace, and people keep coming in and talking in low voices.

In such a situation, I can no longer sleep, so I simply pulled out a book from the wooden lattice and prepared to read it.

Then I heard someone call out: "Emperor."

Phoenix's fingers froze there.

The man continued: "I heard that Dijun is in a bad mood recently? Could it be because of Phoenix?"

"Heh, what does this hall's mood have to do with her?" The man's voice was very low, as if mocking.

Fenghuang also tilted his head and smiled, and the voice from the other side of the hall kept coming.

"That's right, how could the emperor be in a bad mood because of her? If you ask me, it's probably because of the witch who suddenly disappeared. It is said that she was taken in by Buddhism..."

This time the man didn't deny it.

Fenghuang didn't listen any more, picked up the book and turned around, but when walking, his fingertips still trembled involuntarily.

That nonchalant tone.

It really hurts.

What does the mood of the hall have to do with her?

Since this is the case, then she can go simply.

Tomorrow, the six senses will be eliminated, and you will enter the colorless realm.

Anyway, they are all locked up in confinement. It would be better to stay in there for a hundred years and fulfill an ambitious wish.

In the past, she always thought that if they were together, they liked each other.

Only now did she understand that those pure and beautiful things were just what she thought...