After being disliked by thousands of people, I was spoiled alone

Knowing that looking at the mirror, a kind of fear creeps up in his heart, his head hurts sharply, and his eyes go black.

Mu Tongchen cursed secretly, and then the sound of fighting broke out.

The sound woke him up, and his vision returned.Looking up again, Mu Tongchen was fighting against a group of black shadows, and the broken jade petals were scattered.This happened too fast, knowing that my mind was buzzing, but I didn't have time to react:

"Know it! Be careful!" Mu Tongchen distractedly reminded him.

"My lord! Behind!" Rong Wen split a black shadow horizontally.

Knowingly turn back quickly.There are many dark shadows behind him-a group of women are approaching him.They were laughing or crying, but the strange thing was that the voice was somewhat familiar.

The voice lingered in my ears, like the strangest spell.Knowing that his face was pale, his hands began to tremble violently, and he almost couldn't grasp the pardon.

The faces of the group of women also changed rapidly, from children to old people, men and women, covered by a layer of tulle.Knowing that the pupils shrank suddenly, I felt a sense of familiarity.

"My lord!...Steady your mind!" Rong Wen shouted anxiously.He and Mu Tongchen were also trapped, and they had too much to do at this time.

Knowing that it was clear for a moment, he said slowly, "Rong asked?"

Then that moment of clarity was like gravel falling into the sea, and the fear and severe pain in the heart were swallowed up without a trace.He stood where he was, motionless.

The group of shadows lingered around him, and the demonic whispers were like poisonous snakes that burrowed into his ears. The venom eroded his will and brought back his most fearful memories.

His legs began to feel weak, and he slowly began to fall. A chill crawled up his calves,

"My lord! Close your eyes, don't look at that mirror, it's looking at your heart..." Rong Wen swung his sword to cut a shadow away, and shouted at him.

The silver ring on his fingers lit up following his voice, and the warmth caught Mingzhi's last sliver of clarity, and the coolness on his calf quickly faded away. He closed his eyes, not daring to look at the faces lingering around him, and grabbed the forgiveness chaos. cut a pass...

Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet.Knowing that he still didn't dare to open his eyes, he could only make a sound tentatively, "Rong asked?"

Rong Wen didn't respond to him, not a single sound.

With a heartbroken heart, he slowly opened his eyes, but he took a step back in fright - a pale face in front of him was close at hand, staring at his weird smile.

Knowing that his face turned pale, his heart ached, and his forehead was beaded with sweat, he was dragged into the torrent of terrible memories.

He just wanted to back off, he was afraid.Those shadows didn't intend to let him go, they approached him step by step, surrounded him, and he vaguely heard countless familiar voices, whispering:

"found it."

"found it."

"found it……"

what did you find?Knowing that he was at a loss for a while, he froze as if stung by a poisonous scorpion.At this moment, the fear and doubt that had accumulated for a long time suddenly turned into surging anger, burning away his last trace of clarity and calm.

"Come on! Today I want to see what a low-class bastard like you can do!" Furious, he swung the pardon with all his strength and roared.

Countless echoes resounded in the empty night wind, one wave higher than the other, passing over.Those faces were indifferent to his words. Instead, they seemed to have seen something interesting, giggling playfully, and gradually the laughter became louder and almost crazy.

Knowing that his anger was even worse, his thoughts suddenly collapsed, and his emotions burst out, "Laughing at your uncle!"

He rushed forward, but suddenly stopped - the faces in front of him began to overlap, turning into a strange half-male and half-female face.

The laughter disappeared, and the teacher suddenly looked at him, the blood-colored mouth on the woman's face seemed to twitch, her throat rolled, and she uttered a few stagnant and ugly syllables, "I found it."

These few syllables were barely audible, but they knew it and heard it clearly.

At the same time, a shadow suddenly appeared on the square mirror under his feet.The white robe is like snow, the black hair is like a high bunch of paint, and his complexion is pale, with only a little cinnabar-colored priest's seal on his forehead, which looks like blood dripping on the snow.

It is his shadow.

The difference is that the shadow's eyes are dull, and the whole body is shrouded in a circle of pitch-black mist. It looks lifeless, not like a living person.

Knowingly looking at the shadow that appeared out of thin air, soon, an unprecedented sense of danger and strangeness seized him.The teacher is still standing in the distance, and its smile seems to be a winning ticket.Knowing that he looked at it, at this moment, his spiritual altar was suddenly clear, and the thoughts in his mind became clearer and clearer. At the same time, a deeper fear followed, and he almost couldn't stand.

"Demons and desires are the easiest to control." Rong Wen's words flashed in his mind.

"Inner Demon, Inner Demon..." Knowingly murmured this word, his face turned ashen, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.He wanted to escape, to retreat, but his shadow stared at him with a pair of sinister eyes, making his limbs freeze and unable to move.

Everything suddenly became clear in my mind, but at the same time it was too late.Just as his last murmur fell, his shadow grabbed him with a clatter and pulled him down forcefully.

The black pool of water hit him from all directions, like thousands of fine needles wrapped in it, stabbing at him, the instinct of survival forced him to struggle upwards, but all around him was a huge spider web woven by cold ice, the more he struggled, the tighter he was Drag him into the dark abyss,

"Knowingly!"

"grown ups!"

At the last moment when his consciousness disappeared, he vaguely saw two figures, one purple and one black.

A white shadow that was completely opposite to him was reflected under the black shadow's feet, but there was nothing under Ziying's feet.

He didn't have time to think too much, "It's fine." He murmured silently in his heart.

The darkness was getting thicker and thicker, and his internal organs were in pain because of the coldness.

"My lord!!" In front of his eyes flickered, a dark shadow rushed towards him.The black figure's face was pale, his expression was painful, his hair fluttered like water plants behind him, he stretched out his hand to him, struggling to get closer to him.

Knowing that he was in a trance, his heart was stabbed with pain, and he somehow wanted to smooth the painful frown on that face, so he stretched out his hand to reach that hand in a mysterious way, but it seemed to be far away, no matter what, it was enough. No, I can only watch helplessly as the black figure gets smaller and smaller, and finally disappears.

Knowing that he was woken up by something, the fluffy thing had a little animal-specific warmth of sunlight, a big head kept pushing him, and the hot air was blowing on the side of his face, accompanied by a few anxious hums Voice.

The cold sting of the body has not faded away.He frowned, and slowly lifted his heavy eyelids.With a huge head in front of his eyes, Juan Er looked at him with worried eyes, and his drooping ears became more and more curled.

Knowing that he was a little sluggish, he stared at it and lay there without moving for a while.He was thinking hard, his head was a mess, he only remembered that he was dragged into the mirror by his shadow, and then lost consciousness...

Recalling those familiar scary faces, he felt lingering fear, his head hurt so badly, he didn't know how to ask them if they were okay.

Juan Er squatted on him and looked at him with his head tilted, as if he didn't understand why he was motionless, and anxiously arched his head lightly on his neck.

Knowing that his neck was itchy, he recovered from his sluggishness, propped himself up on the ground, rubbed Curly's head, smiled palely, "How did you get here? Where's your master?"

Seeing him sitting up, Juan Er immediately became happy, chasing his tail in circles, and barking happily.

The golden bell around the neck jingled with it, startling a flock of birds in the grass in the distance.The birds flapped their wings and flew towards the snow-covered mountain peaks in the distance, leaving behind a series of "crash la la" sound at the end.

Knowing this, he realized that he was sitting on a wilderness that stretched for thousands of miles.At this time, it was probably May and June, and the grass was luxuriant everywhere, mixed with colorful wild flowers, and the lake like a star was hidden.In the distance, there is a blue and blackened sky on the snow peak, a scorching sun above the sky, and a dense herd of wild horses under the snow peak.When the long wind blows, the green waves churn, and the weeds reach the sky.

And the snow-white clothes he should be wearing were replaced by a black strong suit, with iron wrist guards commonly used by military personnel on his wrists, and a pair of long boots on his feet wrapped up to his calves.

Knowing that he was startled, based on memory, he touched the side of his right boot with his fingers, and with a "click", he pulled out a black hunting knife.

Knowing that there was a wry smile, this hunting knife belonged to him when he was the little general of Dazhao Guoming thousands of years ago, when he was young, he was crazy, he was crazy, he liked to wear black clothes, the reason was simple, because he was resistant to dirt.

He put the hunting knife back and got up from the grass.Juan Er hastily ran over, wagging his tail and rubbing against him.It has a huge body and a tail like a broom. When it swings from side to side, the wind blows the surrounding weeds into chaos.

Knowing that he was in a bad mood, and the scorching sun drove away the chill on his body, for some reason, Rong Wen thought of him, and he couldn't help but find it funny again. He shook his head to drive this thought out of his head, bent down and rubbed Juan Er's head, and laughed, "Let's go Find your master, okay?"

Juan Er seemed to understand, tilted his head and rubbed against his palm, wagging his tail even faster.

He frowned, looked at the herd of wild horses under the snow-capped mountains in the distance, thoughtfully, Rong Wen didn't know where he was, so how could he find it.

At the foot of the mountain, the herd of wild horses began to move towards the lake in the distance. Juan Er was startled by the sound of horseshoes, and only barked at the herd of wild horses.Mingzhi pressed its head reassuringly, squinted its eyes and looked around.He didn't know where it came from, but based on his intuition gained from years of experience, this place was not as quiet and peaceful as it appeared on the surface.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously tried to touch Forgiveness, but found nothing - except for the small hunting knife hidden in his calf, he had nothing on him.

Fortunately, the silver ring given to him by Rong Wen on the finger is still there.He stroked the silver ring lightly, and walked forward instinctively.

Juan Er seemed to remember the master's explanation, and jumped up to him a few times.Knowing that he stopped, he bent down slightly to look at it, "Ju Er? What's wrong?"

Sticking out his tongue with his ears whirring, he lowered his huge body courteously, and called out to him a few times.

Knowing that he was puzzled for a while, he suddenly realized what it meant, and couldn't help but put his lips to his lips and chuckle.

Juan Er tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously, as if he didn't understand why this man didn't let him serve as a mount.

Although he didn't know what Rong Wen and Juan Er explained, Juan Er must have misunderstood it, "No need, Juan Er, it's good if you stay by my side." He smiled and smoothed its snowy hair .

His refusal made Juan a little disappointed, his big head was lowered, his ears were rolled down, and his big broom-like tail hung on the ground in frustration.But her body was still low on the ground, humming coquettishly from time to time, and secretly looking at him with her eyes.

Knowingly, I sigh in my heart, as expected, the two look alike.He had no choice but to bend down and hug Juan'er's big head, and patted it gently like a child, "Juan'er, you did a good job, thank you. I'm very happy."

Juan Er's heart is simple, he was praised, and immediately became happy again, barking and wagging his tail at him.

This scene inexplicably reminded him of Rong Wen, whether Rong Wen had a pair of big ears when he was a child, and his furry body exuded the warmth of the sun.

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