"So, that's what Bai Wu left behind, and you, ruined it."

Ning Jingchen slowly approached Ye Ningshuang step by step as if he was almost crazy, until he forced her against a wall behind her and punched the wall behind her ear!

Ye Ningshuang thought that Ning Jingchen was going to kill her, so she hurriedly closed her eyes and begged for mercy: "Brother Ning, don't kill me, please don't kill me!" Things really aren't what you think......"

"Click—"

After a crisp sound, the walls cracked deeply, and they began to crack and crack!

"Boom-" With a bang, the wall behind Ye Ningshuang fell in response, scattering the dust all over the room!

"Ahem, ahem—"

The dust choked like smoke and coughed several times, which also obscured her vision.

When the dust cleared, she looked up and was shocked to find that the original wall had become a mirror!

The mirror surface is extremely smooth, and it is slightly hazy!

"Ning Jingchen, you wait! You see, what is that? ”

Qi Ruyan grabbed Ning Jingchen, pointed in the direction of the mirror, and said softly: "Look, there is a mirror." ”

Ning Jingchen looked in the direction pointed by Qi Ruyan, but saw that after the fog in the mirror dissipated, a picture slowly appeared!

And this picture is not reflected in them, but in a completely different picture from this interior!

In the picture, a woman with a beautiful face is sitting in this stone room, holding a hexagram pen and struggling to write a huge character "Wu" on rice paper.

The woman's black hair was only loosely tied with a very thin pale pink ribbon, lightly embellished with a pink hibiscus flower beaded flower in front of her temples, and the whole person was covered by a light veil, looking thin and thin.

Fine beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead, her lips were as pale as paper, and she looked as if she was seriously injured, and even lifting a pen seemed to be very difficult for her.

However, she still tried her best to forcibly write the word "wu" one by one, and before she coughed, blood stains splashed into the inkstone on the side, turning into a dark color.

And the papers she wrote were exactly the same as the ones they saw when they entered the door with the word "wu" written on them!

"She, what's wrong with her...... Why is it so difficult for her to even write a hexagram? And why is it so difficult, she still writes......"

Ning Jingchen looked at Bai Wu in the mirror, couldn't help but step forward step by step, and whispered to himself uncomfortably.

"Perhaps, she had a reason to have to complete these hexagrams."

Standing three feet away from the mirror, staring at the woman named "Baiwu" in the mirror, the mustard in his heart for a long time gradually let go.

- Yes, only such a forbearant and beautiful woman can enter the eyes of a man like Ning Jingchen...... And herself, it's just that she has a hexagram pen that is exactly the same as her, so Ning Jingchen has a misunderstanding......

When she was thinking wildly, she saw a "boom-" sound from the mirror!

She looked up, only to see that the stone door was unceremoniously pushed open by a woman's hand, and it hit the wall with a "bang-" that shook people's eardrums for a while!

But Bai Wu didn't seem to hear half of anything, still writing on the hexagram paper quickly!

A pair of delicate and luxurious embroidered shoes with diamonds stepped in, and she said in an arrogant tone: "Bai Wu, your time of death has come, what's the use of writing this?" It's just a pile of waste paper. ”