On the wall of the foggy space, a mirror suddenly appeared, and the mirror surface produced water ripples like a lake, and a man came out of the mirror in the next second. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly. The mirror behind him slowly melted into the air, as if it had never been there.

Mao Yu looked at these amazing operations, and most of his jaws were about to fall, but what made him even more curious was the person in front of him, Mao Yu looked at the man in front of him with wide eyes, it was like looking in a mirror. He looks exactly like himself, and even the burns on his hands are the same at the moment. The only difference is that he is wearing clothes. The man who looks like Mao Yu wears black, while Mao Yu wears white.

Mao Yu's curiosity overcame the doubts in his heart, and he stretched out his hand and touched the person in front of him, otherwise he would have said that curiosity would kill the cat. "Warm!?". He circled around the man who looked exactly like himself. His eyes kept looking, trying to find a difference. But the man found it in vain. And Hei Maoyu watched him jump up and down with a pitiful fool's eyes.

No matter how you look at it, he is "Mao Yu". Another "Mao Yu". The man's eyes were full of undying hearts, as if he remembered something. A flash of surprise. Two hands climbed into Hei Maoyu's eyes and opened them violently, and at this moment, the eyeballs protruded, and the bloodshot in the white eyeballs became clearly visible. And there is a small scar looming under the corner of the eye. After seeing this scar, the man was deflated and finally gave up. This scar is that Mao Yu was playful when he was a child, running around and making trouble, and he fell and broke it in the corner of the cabinet, and Mao Yu's mother was distressed for a while at that time.

Mao Yu retreated slightly, knowing that his actions were a bit excessive. I scratched my head in embarrassment. I want to say I'm sorry, but I can't say anything. After all, it's always a little weird to say sorry to "yourself".

Suddenly, Hei Maoyu moved like lightning, his left foot, tiptoe slammed, ankle twisted, and his body jumped sideways. Lift your right leg up in the air, just between the breaths of the landing, take advantage of the reaction force of the fall, throw your crotch, lift your right foot sideways, and eject your calf fiercely. slammed into Mao Yu's face.

And Mao Yu's body at the moment was like a catkins being swept out in a strong wind, looking at the man who was kicked out by himself, Hei Maoyu nodded with satisfaction. The body still maintains the leg kick out position. Tucked legs, straddles, knees. A set of movements is fluid, and there is no trace of more than one action.

Although this kick really kicked Mao Yu's face, it didn't cause much damage, just a little swollen.

Mao Yu covered his somewhat red and swollen face, his dark pupils were full of anger, and he stared fiercely at the man who looked the same as himself. But the fault is him, and it is not good for him to have a seizure.

Hei Maoyu took out his index finger and shook it at the man. The same dark pupils were full of disdain. Like a little ruffian hooligan, he spat and drooled at the man.

It is that everyone has three points of anger, and this move completely angered Mao Yu, and he couldn't help but raise his fist. Hit Hei Maoyu. The two scuffled in an instant.

And Mao Yu found that he couldn't move three moves under this guy's hand, so he grabbed his neck and pressed him to the ground. His arm was pinned behind his back and he couldn't exert his strength at all, and Mao Yu couldn't struggle no matter how hard he tried.

Suddenly, Mao Yu felt that the restraint on his neck was loosened, and his arms were opened. He raised his head and found that this guy was looking down at him, with a faint smile like an evil on the corner of his mouth, his dark eyes were full of arrogance, and in the deepest part of his eyes, there was this trace of pity, a kind of pity for the weak, and Mao Yu seemed to be able to read his eyes. "That's because you're so weak. That's why I didn't protect him" He hooked his finger at Mao Yu, which meant to keep coming, waste.

Mao Yu struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes closed, his face expressionless. He clenched his whitening fists, and his nails felt like they were going to dig into the flesh.

He suddenly opened his eyes and rushed towards Hei Maoyu.

"A perfect side kick, Mao Yu falls to the ground and gets up"

"The left hook that didn't have time to dodge, Mao Yu fell to the ground and got up"

"A beautiful set of borrowing force to throw Mao Yu out and get up"

Just like that, fall down and get up. Fall down again, get up again. Mao Yu couldn't remember how many times he fell down and how many times he stood up.

With a "bang", Mao Yu fell down again, but this time he didn't stand up and didn't move.

"Whew...... Did it finally fall?"

Hei Maoyu exhaled a breath of turbidity and said with palpitations. At the moment, his face was a little bruised, and he looked a little embarrassed. The black eyes were full of bright red bloodshots, and there was some hysterical madness.

"Also...... Not...... End ......"

Mao Yu, who was lying on the ground, said with some inarticulateness. His hands trembled and it was difficult to support the ground, and his lower body kept rubbing against him to stand up. The man's face had turned into a pig's head, covered in bruises and redness. The left eye was swollen and left with only one slit. Compared with Mao Yu, Hei Maoyu's injuries were somewhat insignificant.

Watching the man stagger to his feet, his legs shaking, and he hit him with a trembling fist. Hei Maoyu's head was a little swollen for the man who could still stand up.

"Belong to the king's eight, don't you bite your mouth," he grumbled with some bitterness in his heart.

Hei Maoyu looked at the fist that was as slow as a turtle, and hurriedly shouted when he was about to hit his face

“ok。 ok。 After serving you, I admit defeat"

And the man didn't mean to stop, and he was still a little reluctant. Hei Maoyu deftly dodged this punch.

"Don't you want to know where this is?"

"Don't you wonder who I am?"

"Do you want to know, what is that black haze?"

Hei Maoyu threw out several questions one after another, all of which made the man indifferent and continued to attack with a slow fist

"Do you want to know about Zhu Ruirui's situation!"

Finally, Mu Ran's fist-swinging man's body finally reacted, paused slightly, and retracted his fist.

"You know her situation. ”

Mao Yu spoke a little slurred because of his swollen face.

Hei Maoyu nodded lightly and asked.

"Aren't you curious, where is this?"

Mao Yu also calmed down at this time. Rolled his eyes at her, and said with some anger

"Isn't this nonsense, you see I had a chance to open my mouth to ask, and I came up and ate a flying kick"

Hei Maoyu scratched his head a little embarrassed, and his expression was exactly the same as Mao Yu.

"I didn't hold back, the main reason was because you didn't protect her. ”

Hearing this, Mao Yu's eyes were a little dim, and he hurriedly asked

"How is she now, how can I get out of here"

Hei Maoyu also had a trance, and said hesitantly

"It shouldn't be a big deal, and I don't know the specific situation later."

Hearing that Zhu Ruirui was fine, Mao Yu's eyes showed joy. I finally had some thoughts to ask something else

"Where is this?"

Hearing that Mao Yu finally asked the question, he suddenly said excitedly.

"This is your body, and to be precise, this is your spiritual world. ”

And Mao Yu's face was full of doubts and questions. This foggy and dark place is its own spiritual world.

Hei Maoyu saw Mao Yu's questioning, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a slight snap of his fingers, the wind rose, and a hurricane blew around the man, scattering in all directions. The gray walls felt as if they had been swept clean by the wind. A blue glow appeared. Under the light is like a pure crystal, and above it is a gentle and virtuous woman, who looks at the boy in his arms with doting eyes, the boy seems to have just learned to call his mother, with a young and non-standard voice, constantly shouting "Mom." Mom". The woman closed her eyes, gently pressed her forehead against the child's head, and said gently, "Yu'er, you must thrive and be healthy", her deep eyes were full of expected happiness, and these eyes were no different from Mao Yu's.

And Mao Yu looked at this scene, his heart was a little sour, the corners of his eyes were a little moist, and he stretched out his hand to touch the woman on the screen, but he didn't dare...

"Mother.." Mao Yu's voice was a little choked.

At this moment, Mao Yu looked at the surrounding environment, his face full of shock. One by one, like crystal lenses, piecing together this room, and each crystal lens is projected on Mao Yu's memories, some beautiful, happy, sad, and lonely things make Mao Yu think of this room, and the memories are hot.

"Believe it this time," Hei Maoyu asked

"Well, believe it, then who are you" Mao Yu just slowed down at the moment.

"I'm you," Hei Maoyu looked at him seriously.

At this moment, Mao Yu was a little confused, what kind of answer is this, Mao Yu asked.

"And who am I?"

"You're me," Hei Maoyu said.

And at this moment, Mao Yu was surrounded by him in the clouds, and the strength that had been relieved began to be confused again.

"What do you mean, I am you, you are me. Aren't you farting, it's like you didn't answer. Mao Yu hurriedly burst into a foul mouth

"To be precise, I am your subconscious, and most of your decisions are made by a part of me. Hei Maoyu said.

"Subconscious, why does the subconscious have an independent personality, why can it still beat me?" and at this time, all kinds of things that made Mao Yu's more than ten years of education concept completely collapsed, and the real pain had to make him believe that it was true.

Have you ever wondered why you can control your hands and feet, your fingers, and even your eyeballs. But you can't control your brain, your nerves, your organs, don't you think it's unreasonable?" said Hei Maoyu slowly.

"That's because I control these things! and the subconscious me, and the superficial you. There is an irreparable gap in the distance. I can know what you've done and what you've done. But I don't feel it. It's like you can't control your organs. And I can't control your superficial flesh, which is equal to each other.

"But now it's different, you and I can communicate. I might be able to kill you and take your place. Hei Maoyu's face was a little hideous at the moment. It was full of murderous energy