An eerie hall, a silent end.

Looking at yourself as you are approaching yourself? Zhang Yu feels that there seems to be some truth in what Tufuzi said, real fantasy, false truth, is to continue to fight? Facing danger and rising to the top? Or, you should also consider that Tufuzi's diary, when there is still a superfluous place, can allow you to write a suicide note.

Another strange creature, is this thing as powerful as a cat demon? Seeing a creature that looks the same as you are approaching, confused? Fear? I don't know why, Zhang Yu feels that he can still be considered calm at the moment.

If it was before, Zhang Yu had only carefully observed his appearance in the mirror, but the mirror was such a thing, Zhang Yu never liked it, if he just looked at it for a few seconds, the mirror was still nothing, but when Zhang Yu continued to look at the mirror for more than five minutes, he would feel strange, or fearful, is himself in the mirror his true face? Can the essence of a mirror really illuminate all of a person's appearances? But when Zhang Yu continued to face the mirror for more than an hour, Zhang Yu would be stunned by his fear and stupidity. Mirrors have always been very evil.

People are often the last thing they want to face is themselves, but now, Zhang Yu can only face himself.

Watching that false fantasy approach him step by step, where can he escape? The whole hall is a trap, and this Kim manor is the biggest cage.

"You, what is it?" Zhang Yu, who was forced to hold back his composure, spoke, although he didn't know if the things in front of him could answer his questions, but his doubts must be deciphered.

"You're the food you sent this time? It should be, it's time. You don't have spiritual power in you? It seems that Jin Xuegu is ready to die? Not even qualified as food, you are a snack at best. Fantasy ignored Zhang Yu's question, but directly began to ask and answer himself.

Since the negotiation was fruitless, Zhang Yu waved the peachwood sword, hoping that this so-called magic weapon could play a little role. The peachwood sword slashed directly at the illusion's body, and it was physical, so that's good. Know that you have a peachwood sword in your hand.

"Why have you tried so many times, you haven't learned to be smart yet?" The illusion ignored the peachwood sword, but stretched out two fingers, twisted the peachwood sword, and waved it casually, and the huge force made Zhang Yu directly thrown to the base of the wall.

The enemy in front of him is too strong, Zhang Yu knows his weight, but the illusion is only the strength of two fingers, which is stronger than the strength of his whole body, so he loses? Zhang Yu stood up from the ground, although the peachwood sword was useless, he still had a compass.

"Compass? I seem to have seen this compass, the flesh and blood of that Taoist priest is quite delicious, especially the soul full of resentment, and you, too bad, it seems that you still need to put some spices. ”

Seasoning? What is that, watching the illusion take out a watch from his body, this thing is a spice?

"Now, I'm playing a game with you, you only have an hour, and if you can get out in an hour, and you know the consequences, then heartfelt hope, despair and fear fill your body." After the illusion finished speaking, he left the hall, Zhang Yu hurriedly chased after him, and then the moment he passed through the hall, he returned to the hall.

An hour? What can you do in an hour? Out of here? But others haven't been able to go out for a few days, and they only have an hour, is that enough?

Despair and fear? Are you really afraid of these things? Zhang Yu doesn't want to believe in any games, there may be something in it that he hasn't discovered yet. Instead of wasting time to continue studying the entire room, Zhang Yu had to think well. Actually, this is the simplest question. Despair and fear?

Despair can only feel despair after seeing hope, and the huge gap will destroy all of a person's sanity, but Zhang Yu just heard the name and guessed what was in this room, there might be false hope, maybe when he had tried everything, he had walked out of this hall, walked to the gate of the Jin manor, and then passed through the gate, and returned to the hall. As for fear, there may be something very scary that will come out.

But none of these things will be fatal, if the illusion really wants to kill itself, he is already dead just now, if the illusion wants to eat himself, then the fear of waiting will not kill him.

Although he was able to figure out these things, Zhang Yu was still indifferent, not because he didn't want to move, but because he didn't have any clue at all. Disgusting-looking zombies, skeletons with only skeletons, and fire demons from hell, Zhang Yu looked at these things as if he was watching a big show, and spun around in front of him. Scared? When he knew that the lion in front of him couldn't hurt him at all, Zhang Yu didn't know where his fear was.

An hour ended quickly, Zhang Yu was a little sleepy, and wanted to sleep, although he slept okay yesterday, but after all, the time was very short, lying on the comfortable sofa, enjoying the natural cold air from the supernatural world, and at this time, the illusion appeared.

"It seems that you are better than those guys before me, I underestimate you a little. So, do I eat you now, or do I let you fall into a never-ending loss. ”

Zhang Yu looked at the illusion like a fool, can you hurry up, I'm already a little bored.

"But I'll give you another chance, this time, I'll give you three days, if you don't escape within three days, you'll definitely die."

"Huh." Zhang Yu can see it, this illusion can't kill himself at all, Tufuzi's conclusion has finally been solved, the real illusion, it seems to be real, but it's all fake, the attack just now is fake, and the so-called threat is also fake, but it really has to support for three days, maybe he was not killed, but starved to death.

"I can't escape, but I can break in, or you let me out, you see that I can break in in three days?

"This, this?" The illusion stopped talking, it seemed to be thinking, and Zhang Yu also discovered that although the thing in front of him had wisdom, it had no logical thinking and experience. Then, it seems that he can take advantage of the victory and chase after it.

"You think, if I can't break in within three days, how lost and desperate I should be, how sorry and painful I should be to die in loss and despair."

"That's true, then, I'm playing a game with you now, you only have three days, if you can't break into this house within three days, it counts as you lose, and then as punishment, you will, you will." The phantom brain is not enough again. Zhang Yu hurriedly answered.

"I will die of despair and emptiness.

"Okay, that's it, it's a word! Well, now you can go, you definitely can't get in. Without waiting for the illusion to finish, Zhang Yu opened the door, and with the bell of the hall, Zhang Yu walked through the hall and opened the door.

Then, immediately after, Zhang Yu walked back.

"You're fouling, you haven't walked out yet." The illusion got angry and thought that Zhang Yu had committed a foul.

"What's that, why don't we change it, it's still the old rules, and in three days, I'll walk out of here." Zhang Yu showed a helpless smile, why is this thing so pitiful.