It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

As soon as the words fell, it was as if the mute button was pressed all around.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

why?

Why choose to abstain?

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In the studio, under the dim lights, a close-up shot of Xiao Huai was playing on the huge screen.

In the camera, his cold and indifferent red eyes revealed a determined sharpness.

Jing Chenzhou stared at the screen with a focused gaze. Through the camera, he seemed to be able to look at Xiao Huai from a distance. The corners of his lips raised a curve, bringing out a smile with an ambiguous meaning.

The staff around were talking in low voices, with doubts flashing across their eyes.

Someone frowned and whispered, "He actually gave up? He's clearly quite talented at gaming. If he had continued, he might have actually been able to meet the Mirror God, but now he's actually choosing to give up..."

"Can he successfully leave?" another person asked in a low voice, with a hint of hesitation, "It seems that not everyone who abstains can get out."

After a moment of silence, someone shook his head with a complicated look on his face.

Jing Chenzhou lowered his eyes slightly, and the sounds around him echoed in his ears like casual background music.

He raised his eyes and stared at the screen again, staring at Xiao Huai for a long time.

Just now, he deliberately didn't let himself see what happened in the room, but he had already proved himself.

Prove how far you can go.

Just as the discussion was beginning to rise, Jing Chenzhou's voice slowly rang out. His voice was low and calm, with a hint of certainty, as if completely isolating the noise in the room: "He will come out."

Everyone was stunned and looked at Jing Chenzhou with expressions of confusion and puzzlement.

He didn't explain, his eyes still fixed on the screen. The smile on his lips deepened as he continued, "Otherwise, he would have destroyed this place to the point where not even a slag would be left."

As the words fell, the air in the studio seemed to freeze, and everyone fell silent for a moment.

Jing Chenzhou turned around in silence and walked towards the studio exit.

The surrounding staff came to their senses and hurried to catch up. A young assistant hurried forward and asked in a low voice: "Teacher Jing, do you want to continue giving him a close-up? The ratings are pretty good now."

Jing Chenzhou waved his hand and said calmly: "No need, the broadcast ends here."

The assistant was stunned, his face full of confusion, but he didn't dare to ask more questions. He could only nod and watch his back as he walked away.

Someone couldn't help but ask curiously, "Teacher Jing, where are you going?"

Jing Chenzhou paused for just a moment, turned around and smiled faintly, his voice low but calm: "Go wait for someone."

Everyone looked at each other, not understanding the meaning of his words.

Who are you waiting for?

No one was stupid enough to interfere with Jing Chenzhou's private life. They could only watch his back disappear from the studio little by little.

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In this space full of mirrors, the mirrors reflected cold light, refracting Jing Chenzhou's figure countless times.

He stood here alone, surrounded by his own hazy reflection.

He took out a cigarette and slowly put it to his lips, his hand groping for the lighter in his pocket, with a look of nonchalant satisfaction on his face.

Just as his fingertips slid across the lighter, his gaze fixed, and he raised his eyes slightly, and found that there was another figure in the mirror.

Xiao Huai appeared behind him at some point, and the mirror reflected the two of them countless times.

Jing Chenzhou slowly turned around, put away his cigarette, and looked at me with a hint of teasing: "You found it quite quickly."

Xiao Huai's eyes were cold, his face showed no emotion at all, and his voice was as calm as a lake: "You love this miracle, don't you?"

After hearing this, Jing Chenzhou nodded and looked around at the mirrors leisurely.

He chuckled and said, "Perhaps. But today, I feel that the miracles here are not as interesting as you."

"When did you first see me?" Xiao Huai looked at him calmly.

After hearing this, Jing Chenzhou remained silent for a long time.

At the moment when the two looked at each other, the mirror suddenly seemed to come to life, slowly oozing out dark red traces and twisting into sinister wild flowers.

The mirror no longer reflected their figures, but instead revealed some blurry handwriting, which appeared on the mirror as if carved, as if some emotions hidden deep within were trying to break free.

Jing Chenzhou looked at the handwriting, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly spoke, his tone low but filled with suppressed resentment: "I hate you very much, Xiao Huai."

Jing Chenzhou walked to a mirror, a complex light in his eyes, and said lightly: "You made him stupid and even began to forget his own value. He should never have been bound by such emotions."

"madness."

The words on the mirror gradually became clearer, as if responding to Jing Chenzhou's words, winding down along the wild flowers with a vague accusation.

"Do you know what instinct is?" Jing Chenzhou turned his head slightly, his brown hair half covering his eyes, but it couldn't hide the wildness in his eyes.

"People can never escape their instincts. Here, facing those desires isn't necessarily a bad thing." He whispered, "This world is beautiful, isn't it?"

"All living beings are upside down, and there is no escape."

The mirror reflects countless distorted images, making it impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Here, the sky is the earth and the earth is the sky.

Because there is a mirror hidden here, a bright mirror that exposes everything.

"It's just that he was so obsessed with it that he forgot his responsibilities. Do you know how long he was obsessed with it?"

On the mirror, wild flowers suddenly blossomed in a dazzling profusion, then burst into flames, the sea of ​​flowers turned to ashes, and deathly silence filled the ground.

There, a man walked out slowly.

Lu Yuanshi.

Maybe it was Lu Yuanshi from a long time ago.

The breeze ruffled his black hair, bringing a hint of loneliness and coldness.

Jing Chenzhou came up behind Lu Yuan and said calmly, "It's time to give up... It's meaningless now. Maybe the Mirror Spirit doesn't exist at all."

Lu Yuanshi did not respond and looked cold.

Just then, he looked down and saw a mirror among the dead wildflowers.

Jing Chenzhou stood aside, frowning in confusion, a hint of uneasiness flashing in his eyes: "What is this?"

At this moment, a line of golden text popped up on the mirror.

"Look directly into your deepest desires."

Jing Chenzhou leaned over to take a look, and a strange figure appeared in the mirror. A pair of red eyes was enough to captivate people with just a glance.

Before he could ask who it was, the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked and collapsed, as if torn apart by some miraculous force, and an irresistible suction swept over him.

Dust rose up and spread everywhere, blocking Jing Chenzhou's vision. The shocking impact made him unable to stand still for a while.

When he looked again, Lu Yuanshi's figure had disappeared in the dust.

Jing Chenzhou's eyes suddenly darkened, and the scene in front of him had changed completely.

That was the original appearance and outline of the bottom of the sky.