"Good women don't fight with men. ┏26nbsp;┓"

"A good man should not fight a woman."

"Then don't leave." Fu Yaxuan sat down on a big rock angrily.

"I don't care if I don't leave or leave." He Yinchao sat down on the stone behind her, picked a mountain flower casually, and rubbed it in the palm of his hand.

Fu Yaxuan suddenly noticed that the black part of the mirror in her hand was falling off piece by piece. She reached out to rub it curiously, and a large piece fell off as soon as she rubbed it. You don’t have to make up such a lie if you want to cheat me.”

She rubbed and rubbed, and the mirror returned to its original color, shining brightly.

"What are you holding?" He Yinchao turned his head to look.

Fu Yaxuan looked at her face in the mirror, and suddenly a golden light flashed in her eyes. She looked in, and suddenly saw the old man with white hair smiling at her.

"Ah—" she yelled, and her whole body was sucked in by the mirror...

He Yinchao was terrified, and quickly grabbed her leg, but the attraction was too great, no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground. His head hit the stone, he felt a sharp pain, and then lost consciousness. Before he passed out, he heard Fu Yaxuan's mournful cry.

one one one one one one one one one

When he woke up, he could hear the chirping of birds, and he thought, everything was normal.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a handsome man.

I saw his long black hair fluttering in the wind, his handsome face like a statue had a trembling evil spirit, and his slender and tall figure stood quietly on the shore, exuding a cold and menacing aura all over his body. He seemed to see a phantom that did not belong to the world.

Cui Moyao?He finally found him.

He Yinchao looked at the furious flames flickering in his black eyes in surprise, it felt so cold, he couldn't help wrapping his arms around himself, trying to make his body warmer.

"Where is Xuan'er?" His deep voice sounded out in the silence, even more strange.

This question woke up He Yinchao's hazy drowsiness. He jumped up and looked around, but found nothing. Fu Yaxuan was gone, the mirror was gone, everything seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

"How did this happen? How did this happen? How did this happen..." He raised his head to the sky and roared, his voice constantly echoing from all directions in the mountains.

Cui Moyao realized that the matter was serious, and asked with a frown, "What happened just now, why did you faint here?"

"How did this happen?" He Yinchao suddenly knelt down on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes.

Cui Moyao ran over and grabbed his collar and lifted him up, his panic turned into anger: "What happened? Did you kill her, didn't you?"

"No, it won't be like this, I must be dreaming, am I dreaming?" He was like crazy, muttering to himself for a while, and asking Cui Moyao for a while.

Play stupid for him?Cui Moyao's teeth itched with hatred, and he punched He Yinchao's face so hard that his nose bleeds and he gritted his teeth in pain.

"Does it hurt? Are you dreaming?" Cui Moyao asked coldly.

"So it wasn't a dream? How could it be? How could it be?" He still couldn't believe what he saw, it was too mysterious.

"Where is Xuan'er?" Cui Moyao only cared about this matter.

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