Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

Qin Mo in the mirror was shocked. He could already feel that the bronze mirror was damaged due to Qin Mo's continuous attacks.

No, no...

Qin Mo in the mirror shook his head frantically in his heart.

Qin Mo thinks that the person in the mirror does not follow the routine, and the person in the mirror also thinks that Qin Mo's behavior is not in line with common sense.

How could someone not be scared when seeing their own reflection moving? It was nothing like the other humans it had met before.

Qin Mo's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze with a strong presence passed over the person in the mirror from time to time.

Feeling a cold gaze sweeping over him, the person in the mirror's pupils trembled, and he stared at Qin Mo anxiously.

Uneasy and trembling eyes flickered between Qin Mo's eyebrows, and the person in the mirror secretly guessed what Qin Mo was thinking at the moment.

Qin Mo's eyelashes twitched slightly, as if asking why this mirror hadn't changed at all.

Seeing this, the person in the mirror quickly withdrew his gaze and put on a well-behaved look in seconds.

Qin Mo raised his eyelids and saw himself in the mirror trying hard to pretend to be a good boy.

Qin Mo: “…”

Person in the mirror: “…”

The person in the mirror smiled awkwardly, feeling something was wrong.

suddenly!

The sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air vibrates the earlobes.

The person in the mirror's pupils trembled violently, and he crossed his hands in front of his face and shouted anxiously:

"Brother! Brother! We can discuss this."

"Don't move your sword!"

Bang!

The long sword in Qin Mo's hand made a crisp sound when it hit the mirror.

Ah!

The person in the mirror closed his eyes suddenly and then slowly opened them, his pupils wide open, staring straight at the tip of his nose.

The larynx rolled up and down nervously, and the person in the mirror looked ugly, as if there was a breath stuck in his heart.

The sound of the bronze mirror vibrating under the sword was long and resounding, slowly spreading in the darkness.

A cold white light flashed by, and there was no damage on the surface of the bronze mirror.

At the last moment, Qin Mo went with the flow without increasing the strength in his hands.

call!

The person in the mirror secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Click!

The person in the mirror's expression suddenly changed. He raised his head abruptly and stared in horror at the mirror surface that was suddenly covered with spider webs.

It's broken! It's broken!

It’s broken ahhhhhh…

Oh no, the mirror is going to be gone.

Help!

The person in the mirror clasped his hands together and said to Qin Mo anxiously:

"Brother, brother, please show mercy, it's broken, it's broken."

The person in the mirror looked panicked and hurriedly pleaded for himself.

Qin Mo's eyebrows twitched when he heard this, and he stared at the person in the mirror with a little interest.

The person in the mirror took a peek at Qin Mo's face, immediately smiled ingratiatingly, and bowed with both hands begging for mercy.

Brother, brother, look at me, I’m in this state, please let me go.

Qin Mo glanced at the person in the mirror calmly, and moved his wrist slightly, causing the cold light of the black sword to flicker unsteadily.

An invisible sense of oppression instantly enveloped the person in the mirror.

The person in the mirror suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up and he said excitedly:

"Brother! Big brother! I know why you are here. I can tell you where what you are looking for is."

"oh?".

Qin Mo generously gave a look to the person in the mirror who had spoken.

The person in the mirror saw hope and told everything he knew.

"Brother, no, big brother, actually you can see that I am not very aggressive and I am not a good kid at all..."

Realizing that his words had belittled himself, the person in the mirror quickly changed his words.

"Ahem".

"In fact, the real bronze mirror is an ancestral treasure preserved by generations in Jiasun Village."

"They are all protected from generation to generation by holy saints who are chosen from among the most respected people in the village."

Qin Mo: "Inherited from ancestors, the Saint..."

The person in the mirror nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes."

Qin Mo's eyes moved slightly, and the figure of the girl Zhao Jun flashed quietly through his mind.

Qin Mo stroked the sword lightly with his sword finger and said calmly:

"If it is a treasure guarded by the saint, how could it be lost outside?"

The person in the mirror instantly showed an expression of excitement and desire to tell a story.

The person in the mirror put one hand to his mouth, looked around, and seeing that there was no one around, he whispered:

"Not long ago, a force from nowhere broke in and snatched the bronze mirror from the saint's hands."

"The saint was also seriously injured and has been in seclusion ever since."

The saint the other party was talking about was indeed Zhao Jun. Qin Mo's eyes were slightly disturbed, but he suppressed his changing expression without making a sound.

Qin Mo flexed his wrist: "You..."

The person in the mirror, who had a strong desire to survive, immediately explained:

"Too many people covet the bronze mirror. The village has been in turmoil for a long time and everyone is feeling annoyed."

"Finally, a villager suggested making some mirrors of the same style as the Bronze Patterned Mirror to confuse outsiders."

"Once these words were spoken, the villagers echoed them, and that’s how we came into being."

After saying this, the person in the mirror felt very nervous.

After he finished speaking, Qin Mo's expression did not change.

The person in the mirror thought uneasily.

Did Qin Mo believe it or not?

Qin Mo's slender and distinct fingertips danced on the thin sword, and his expression was gloomy.

"As long as you spare my life, I will take you to find the real bronze mirror, okay?"

The person in the mirror raised his voice slightly, interrupting Qin Mo's thoughts.

Qin Mo: “Change back.”

Person in the mirror: “???”.

Seeing that the other party did not understand what he meant, Qin Mo said:

"Change your appearance."

"Oh oh oh, okay, big brother."

In the blink of an eye, the person in the mirror turned into a blurry mist, and after several changes, it turned into a sunflower.