The mirrors seem to be arranged in a chaotic manner, but they also contain mysteries, and every step you take may fall into the environment created by the mirrors. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This kind of mirror, also known as the state of mind, when a person falls into the illusion, he will see that the most fearful thing in his heart is the thing, if he can overcome it, he can pass it directly, if he can't, it is a lifelong dilemma.

Moreover, these mirrors can sometimes reflect a person's past, present, and future, and there are many people who do not want to believe in those things, or rather, cannot accept them, so they can only be trapped in them.

Zi Mo looked at these mirrors, as long as one person could enter and break this formation, he would be successful.

Qin Hua just wanted to walk in, but was stopped by Zi Mo, Zi Mo said to him: "Qin Hua, you stay here to take care of Su Yun, I will break this formation, if I can't come out in two hours, you can break again." ”

Qin Hua looked at Zi Mo and looked into his ink eyes, which were full of persistence and unshakable firmness.

Qin Hua sighed and gave way, between them, the most indifferent and ruthless was Zi Mo, if even Zi Mo couldn't break through, then they would be sent to death.

Zi Mo raised his feet and stepped into the realm of his heart.

He carefully watched the changes around him with every step he took, and if he accidentally stepped into the illusion, it would be a warning.

But as he walked, he didn't notice that a mirror behind him had quietly shifted, and the path was no longer where he had entered.

As he walked forward, he saw that his vision suddenly became very bright, it was a meadow of birds and flowers, and on the green grass there was a small wooden house, two stories above and below, on which climbed creepers, and the breeze blew, carrying the fragrance of earth and grass.

Zi Mo suddenly felt very curious, what kind of place was this? Could it be that he had stepped into an illusion? Damn! Why didn't he find out?!

And at this moment, someone suddenly slapped him behind him, and then there was a voice like a silver bell: "Ah Mo, it turns out that you are back! Why haven't you come back? If I hadn't come out to pick vegetables, I wouldn't have found you yet!"

Zi Mo heard this familiar and unfamiliar voice, and when he turned around, he saw Meng Jinxi in a purple gauze dress flying in the wind, she still had silver-white hair, blood-glazed eyes, and a white hairpin on her head, which was lightly curled.

At this time, she was tilting her head and looking at him with a gentle smile on her face, Zi Mo raised her hand and pressed her head, and said curiously, "Meng Jinxi, why are you here?"

Meng Jinxi heard Zi Mo call herself, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she asked, "Ah Mo, what's wrong with you? Why do you call me Meng Jinxi? Don't you usually call me Xiao Jinxi?"

Zi Mo was stunned when he heard this, did he call her like that?

Meng Jinxi reacted first, pulled his sleeve, and said, "Forget it, Ah Mo, let's go home first, I made your favorite food today! Come on!"

Zi Mo was stunned again, what kind of illusion was this? Although he knew that this was an illusion, why did he feel a little excited in his heart when he saw this place? Why did he feel so familiar with this place?

Soon, Zi Mo was pulled into the house by Meng Jinxi, and there was a small milk bag in the hut, which was just up to his thighs.

The little milk bag has dark hair, but has a pair of eyes that are the same as Meng Jinxi, on him, Zi Mo suddenly saw his own shadow, the little milk bag was struggling to arrange the dishes and chopsticks, but when he looked up and saw him, he suddenly showed a smile on his face, ran towards him, and said, "Daddy, you're back, my mother made a lot of delicious food, come on!"

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