"That's it, that's it... I know that you are stubborn, so I will hand over this mirror to you. Remember, don't be reckless, and if you can't stand it, come out quickly. I don't want to be a fool when I get it. ”

Chu Shishu carefully took the Chaos Mirror. I looked up and wanted to thank Master, but I saw that Master frowned and looked gloomy.

"Xiao Chu, I originally wanted to guard you to use this Chaos Mirror, but I can't think of it. Something happened to your brother, and I had to rush over immediately. You must not be reckless, Master has said all this, so you can do it yourself. Xuan Ling's eyes were still pitying, he knew how much she had suffered, and he also knew how much grievances she had in her heart, and he knew that if Chu Shishu couldn't get what she needed in herself, she would go to great lengths to get it from the side. Her mind is too exquisite, so Xuan Ling has no doubt about her methods when she is at the end of her rope.

Compared with other unreliable or harmful or other enemies, he was more inclined to hand over such a dangerous Chaos Mirror to Chu Shishu, which was finally the right way.

He really wanted to guard Chu Shishu to use the Chaos Mirror, for fear that Chu Shishu would not come out for hundreds of years if he was excited and vowed, and even the gods and Buddhas with pure hearts and few desires would go crazy. It's just that things are in a hurry, something big happened to his disciples, and as a master, he must not sit idly by, so he said Mo Xiaoqiang's words three or four times, just hoping that Chu Shishu would listen to it a little.

However, he still underestimated Chu Shishu's courage too much.

He would never have expected that Chu Shishu's determination would one day turn into a demon. He would not have expected that he would become a part of the cursed fate.

For the sake of his beloved apprentice, Xuan Ling deliberately removed the time limit of the Chaos Mirror, so that Chu Shishu could have room for regret, but—you have a good plan, and I also have a bridge ladder. Chu Shishu got the Chaos Mirror, watched the master leave with his own eyes, and carefully flipped through the Chaos Mirror, which was like a bronze mirror, but it was like a cloud of black gas shrouded in the mirror.

Simply put his heart horizontally, stood up his palm, stood his index finger and ring finger together, slowly drew a circle in the air, his eyebrows were sharp, and cast a spell on the chaos mirror. She smiled wryly, a rare softness as far as her eyes could see. Gao Junyi, don't worry, I still remember our agreement.

Walking to the lake, the cold moonlight shimmered hazy on the water.

"Bring the wine glass, we will use the moonlight as wine, and we will not return home if we are not drunk tonight."

"It seems that it's not the right time for me to wake up, someone is using beauty as wine!"

All kinds of past things inadvertently come into mind. Just right and too torturous, the pale fingers climbed up to the atrium, and the clothes were tightened, leaving tears suddenly.

Chu Shishu threw the chaos mirror into the river, and in the ripples in a circle, she saw her appearance, with a hole in the east and west on her body, and the proud green silk was only left with gray hair.

Chu Shishu hugged his chest and threw himself into the lake. The icy lake water is not as cold as half of the heart.

Exhaling the last turbid breath in her throat, she sank, and the feeling of suffocation made it difficult to think about anything else but sink, and the endless sea water drowned out the last bit of consciousness in her. She reached out and grabbed it into the Chaos Mirror. This is her obsession, her responsibility, and the realization she has made with all her strength.

She imprisoned the Chaos Mirror for thirty years with a spell and threw it into the lake. Thirty years, once she tried to escape from the Chaos Mirror, the lake outside would flood her, and she would be drowned alive. This was her desperate gamble, and she didn't want to fall short because she was lonely, so she entrusted her life to the Chaos Mirror.

Unless the thirty years are completed and the Chaos Mirror returns to the rivers and lakes due to the spell he just cast, he will not die in the Chaos Mirror, but will rush out and drown in the lake. In this way, it is also a situation where either you die or I live.

Falling into the Chaos Mirror is like falling into the bottom of an incomprehensible hole, with only a faint light to keep the world from being too dark. She thought that the Chaos Mirror should have an end after all, and the mirror surface was so big, and it also fell to the bottom of the cave, and there must be an edge. So she fumbled to probe so as not to walk around and hit her head in the future. But she walked for a long time, and she couldn't find any edge, and even because the fog and darkness were similar, she had forgotten where she was.

Fortunately, he sat down on the spot and turned Xiao Zhou Tian cross-legged, and the breath inside hovered in his chest and wandered around in the meridians. She thought that the Chaos Mirror was nothing more than that, as long as she devoted herself to cultivation, thirty years would be just a moment for herself.

But she was wrong after all, she overestimated her determination. When she saw a fog and darkness after running Xiao Zhoutian, she smiled bitterly, the second time Xiao Zhou Tian ended, it was still exactly the same darkness, the third, the fourth, the fifth, the hundredth time, she was tired of it after all, she longed for something else to send loneliness, but there was nothing here, only darkness and chaos that could not tell whether it was clouds or fog.

For a year, she was finally overwhelmed by the darkness. She tried to find something else that would make her feel alive, but no, she even wondered if she was alive or dead. Was she in a dream or reality? She began to doubt herself, to doubt everything.