"Meng Xuan······"

A hoarse roar came to his ears, accompanied by an eerie chuckle.

Meng Xuan turned his head sharply and looked at the mirror on the sink.

The reflection in the mirror stood in the mirror head-on, looking at him calmly.

I'm on my side······

Meng Xuan looked at the reflection in the mirror that was inconsistent with his movements, and he felt a burst of horror, and extreme fear suddenly rushed to his heart.

He tried to turn around and flee immediately, but he found himself like a worm frozen in amber, unable to move his body for half a minute.

Suddenly, he moved.

It didn't come from his own will, his body was like a marionette, walking stiffly towards himself in the mirror step by step.

Soon, he got closer and closer to the familiar and unfamiliar self in the mirror, and the tip of his nose was almost attached to the mirror.

He keenly noticed that a strange black smoke flashed under his eyes in the mirror.

His scalp was tingling, and his heart was terrified.

Sou!

Suddenly, the person in the mirror suddenly stretched out a hand, and the mirror rippled like the surface of water, and this hand passed through the mirror and firmly choked Meng Xuan's throat.

An irresistible force ran down his throat, dragging him slowly toward the other side of the mirror.

Can't be pulled to the other side by it!!

A strong sense of crisis flashed in Meng Xuan's heart, if he was pulled to the opposite side, he would probably not be him.

However, his body was completely immobile.

The moment the tip of his nose touched the mirror.

His body suddenly regained consciousness.

Before he had time to think about it, Meng Xuan slammed out with both hands, inserted them into the mirror like water waves, and pinched the neck of the person in the mirror fiercely, the touch was like grabbing the soft mud in the water, twisted and disgusting.

"No····· Possible!! ”

The face of the person in the mirror finally changed, his eyes revealed horror, and his body was full of black smoke-like ghosting, and hideous black hair grew all over his body.

Meng Xuan's hands gripped the other party's neck tightly.

Hard.

Poof!

As if the bubble had been pinched, Meng Xuan watched as the person in the mirror burst like a black bubble that had been punctured, and the escaping black smoke passed through the mirror and frantically poured into Meng Xuan's body.

As the black smoke poured in, the mirror had an even more powerful attraction.

Airplanes!

A violent tremor came, and Meng Xuan's eyes went dark, as if he had entered a viscous and wriggling passage, feeling very disgusting.

Thankfully, this state only lasted for about ten seconds, and after ten seconds, he felt like he was being spit out of the tunnel.

Smack!

Meng Xuan's nose was in close contact with the wall, and the pain made him burst into tears, and his eyes were full of stars.

But he didn't care about the pain at all, pinched his nose, forcibly wiped away the uncontrollable overflowing tears, and quickly looked at this unknown place.

"It's ······"

After looking at his surroundings a little, Meng Xuan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Because he couldn't be more familiar with this place, it was his own bathroom, and it was exactly the same.

Meng Xuan turned around and looked at the mirror on the washstand, but witnessed a strange scene, and Han Mao's hair immediately exploded.

His reflection in the mirror, clinging to the mirror, showed a complex expression mixed with panic, struggle, and fear on his face.

Meng Xuan was obviously taken aback by the expression of the person in the mirror, and couldn't help but take a step back and lean against the wall.

There was a cold touch on the wall, and Meng Xuan, who had had crossed the experience, quickly calmed down.

After Meng Xuan calmed down, he found that the struggling self in the mirror seemed to be still and frozen, and there were no more follow-up movements, so he boldly stepped forward to take a closer look.

"This should be the way I struggled desperately before I stretched out my hands and pinched the monster in the mirror..."

Soon Meng Xuan came to such a ridiculous conclusion.

"I'm now, in the world of the mirror······"

Meng Xuan took a deep breath and desperately suppressed the sense of absurdity that made him creepy, but many thoughts still flashed through his mind.

Can I go back to my original world?

Meng Xuan couldn't help but reach out and touch the mirror.

The mirror surface ripples like water waves.

Then, a huge suction force came from the mirror, and the mirror seemed to turn into a rapidly rotating whirlpool, instantly engulfing Meng Xuan into it.

It feels like you're in a drum washing machine······

After a whirlwind, Meng Xuan fell to the ground with a snap, and with a wow, he spit out all the honey-glazed roasted chicken thighs he had eaten at night.

After about half an hour, Meng Xuan barely stood up.

He surveyed his surroundings.

"I'm back?"

Meng Xuan was stunned for a moment, and found that he had indeed returned to the real body from the mirror world, he walked to the mirror of the washstand, the reflection in the mirror was as usual, faithfully replicating his movements, only when he reached out to touch the mirror, there would be faint ripples on the mirror.

"I can go back."

Meng Xuan immediately understood.

He found a rag and cleaned up the sour vomit from the ground, and fell into deep thought.

Judging from the black smoke figure that first appeared, the world in the mirror is not safe and full of unknowns.

Now he is faced with two choices.

Smash this mirror, and as if nothing happened, continue his peaceful and peaceful life.

Or, take the odd risk of the unknown and explore the world in the mirror.

He knew that he had already had a choice in his heart.

Meng Xuan calmly stretched out his palm and pressed it on the mirror.

The mirror surface rippled like the surface of the water, and Meng Xuan felt the strong attraction again, and his mind was instantly sucked into the mirror.

Passing through the dark but viscous and disgusting passage, Meng Xuan reappeared in the mirror world.

Looking at himself on the other side of the mirror as if he had frozen his hand calmly, Meng Xuan's heart was calm and calm that he had never felt before.

"Judging from the situation in the mirror, my body should still be in the real world, so what is me who enters the world in the mirror? Soul? ”

Meng Xuan felt confused, the feeling given to him by the world in the mirror was no different from the real world, and the five senses such as touch, taste, hearing, and pain were all the same as reality.

But there was always a strange feeling lingering in his heart.

Soon he discovers the source of the strange feeling.

Quiet.

The world was so quiet that there was no superfluous sound, and the whole world seemed to be condensed, silent, and a pin drop could be heard.

In a strange unknown world, in such a quiet space, many emotions will inevitably brew uncontrollably in the heart.

Meng Xuan took a deep breath, walked to the bathroom door, listened carefully for a while, made sure that there was no extra movement outside, and twisted open the bathroom door.