The long-tongued ghost's weak voice came: "You all stand in front of the mirror. ”

Mu Yingshan realized that he should go back as much as he came, so he returned to Yuan Qingli's backpack.

Yuan Qingli took Meng Yu's hand and motioned for him to relax.

A scarlet tongue appeared in the mirror, the tongue was getting longer and longer, and it was close to the mirror with saliva, and it actually reached out with a click.

Quickly rolled up on the waist of Yuan Qingli.

"Don't be afraid, come here." Yuan Qingli beckoned Meng Yu to stand closer.

The tongue circled and climbed up Meng Yu's waist.

At the moment of contact, the tongue rattled and smoked as if it were touching flames.

Yes!

Yuan Qingli heard the screams of the long-tongued ghost in his ears.

The long tongue quickly turned red, as if it had been boiled. The cyan flame rose up from the tip of his tongue, swirling and approaching Yuanqingli.

The long tongue quickly wrapped around Yuan Qingli and pulled it into the mirror.

Looking at Meng Yu, who was getting farther and farther away, Yuan Qingli suddenly sighed in his heart.

I seem to have been ignoring a problem all along.

If the world in the mirror is the real world of the past, according to common sense, how can there be humans in the real world who can transform into monsters?

Therefore, the mirror world she entered was not a return to the past at all, it was not the Yihong Courtyard fifty years ago, and it could not save people at all.

On the contrary, he was injured.

How much credibility does this long-tongued ghost's words have?

However, if the other party wants to hurt himself, wouldn't it be better not to pull himself out? It's perfectly possible to throw her in the mirror world.

Yuan Qingli was puzzled again.

The white light that was difficult to look at flashed directly, and Yuan Qingli returned to his room outside the mirror.

The long-tongued ghost in front of him had a tired face, his tongue was covered with scorched marks, and the previous brilliance was gone.

"Are you alright?" After all, it is a cooperative relationship on the surface, and Yuan Qingli throws out appropriate care.

"Ahem, ahem. It's okay to die once. ”

"What about Meng Yu?"

"My inference is wrong, it's not the past in the mirror." The long-tongued ghost said with difficulty, "You were injured after running for nothing." ”

"So, how do you get out?" With such a serious injury, if it weren't for the Sword Immortal's magical Lotus Clear Pill, he would probably have hung up a long time ago.

Yuan Qingli didn't bother to say such boring polite words as if it was okay.

"The room on the thirteenth floor with red smoke, you can go out."

"Where?"

"Fluctuating." After the long-tongued ghost finished speaking, he simply closed the microphone and disappeared without a trace.

This is also too simple, run away if you fail?

Yuan Qingli walked out of the bathroom, and the room was still the same as before.

This can be regarded as passing the level of the long-tongued ghost, I don't know what the situation of Lin Shaojie and the two people who were taken away by the bull head and horse noodles is.

Especially Lin Shaojie, he faced the black and white ghost alone, and the end should not be too miserable.

After thinking about it for a while, Yuan Qingli decided to go up and take a look for herself.

After briefly dealing with the injury, Yuan Qingli stuffed two glasses of water and went up to the 18th floor.

Nothing has changed at the door, not even the previous voyeur is gone.

Yuan Qingli knocked on the door, and there was a sound of hurried footsteps inside, and it was Lin Shaojie who opened the door.

Lin Shaojie looked quite tired, but there were no obvious injuries on his body.

Yuan Qingli stepped into the house, and the air was filled with a bleak meaning.

The short-haired girl Zhuang Xiangyi pulled out an ugly smile, she couldn't speak since the incident at the Big Stomach Restaurant.

Under the small nose, there was nothing, as white as her face. Only the occasional writhing muscles make it seem like it's a nose.

Brother Xia You is even worse than her by nine points, and her originally delicate face can only be covered by masks and hats.