half demon glass

Chapter 159

When I raised my head again, I found that there was nothing special about the first floor of the ancient pagoda, except for two semi-curved ladders leading directly to the second floor.

If you have to say that there are some murals on the wall, the paintings are subtle and warped, which has attracted the attention of many people.

It's just that these murals, apart from being pretty, don't have any special meaning. After I glanced at them, I walked straight towards the second floor.

When going up the stairs, I don’t know if I was walking too fast or something. I accidentally bumped into someone, and my foot sprained. If he hadn’t pulled me, I would have rolled down the stairs. ...

"Thank you...thank you..."

After standing firmly, I thanked him awkwardly, but I clearly felt that he was holding my hand, suddenly froze, but then let go quickly.

"No need." A mechanical voice sounded from under the mask, as if taking voice-changing medicine.

I glanced at him curiously, but he turned around and continued to walk upstairs.

I followed his footsteps, and the moment I walked upstairs, a gust of breeze blew by, and a scent came, which was his scent.

This fragrance is refreshing, and it makes people unconsciously want to get close to it. Although I find it strange, I still restrain my inner impulse.

This ancient tower has a lot of space, each floor has hundreds of square meters of space, and there are about thirty or forty tables on the second floor.

In front of each table, there is a round mirror, and I don't know what the purpose of this mirror is.

The people who sat at the table looked crazy, some showed painful expressions, some yelled, and some even fell to the ground and rolled around happily...

Some people who are new to the ancient pagoda feel more and more fresh the more they look at it. When they stand in the queue at the back, they can't wait for their turn immediately.

The man I just bumped into, the man wearing the Shura mask, crossed the crowd and showed a golden token.

He was directly led to the screen behind by the man in the golden robe on the second floor.

It turns out that there are so many privileges of the golden token.

only……

Isn't this token very precious?After I own it, whoever has one has one, like a Chinese cabbage?
I stood at the back of the crowd, looked left and right several times, took out my token, and was led to the side of the man wearing the Shura mask.

After I sat down, I glanced at him curiously, and found that he was sitting in front of the mirror, closing his eyes and resting his mind, completely different from those people who were dying outside.

Could it be that with a token, can one also have privileges in front of this mirror?
I put away my curiosity and looked at the mirror on the table...

The moment my gaze fell into the mirror, I felt my body lighten suddenly, as if my whole body was sucked into the mirror...

When I opened my eyes again, what I saw was already another world.

This, this, this...

Could this mirror be able to create illusions?
Beside me was a huge cliff. I stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down. There were patches of snow-white clouds under the cliff.

A cold mountain wind blew past me, and I was shivering from the cold.

A familiar voice that made me wish I could be hacked into pieces suddenly sounded from behind me.

"Liu Li-"

Turning his head, what he saw was Feng Jiuqing's face that was so familiar!

(End of this chapter)