Chapter 1644

About Qili, he finished Cantor's entrustment.

With Antonio, the mood should not spread. But with regard to the mood of fragrance, we can only wait until Kantor and mulberry leaf talk about compensation tomorrow to see if the alchemist of fragrance can accept it.

When things were over here, angel returned to the manor. The first thing he did when he came back was to enter the wilderness of dreams.

Before, he secretly dragged the heart house into the dream wilderness with dream conch. Now it's time to test it.

In the secret room on the upper floor of the evil laboratory, angel quietly looked at the heart room on the table.

The appearance of this heart house is no different from that seen in mulberry leaf's hand, and it is also filled with a faint smell of magic. Even if angel doesn't have to experiment, he knows that the house of the heart should be useful.

However, the house of the mind is useful, but it is still unknown whether it can play a role in trust.

Angel still needs to go in and test it himself.

Without hesitation, angel directly started the house of heart. Under a faint red light, angel only felt that his body was slightly weightless. When he woke up from a momentary trance, he had stood in front of the house of the heart.

As before, the end of the winding path is the house of the heart.

Before I got close, I smelled the strong fragrance of flowers. This fragrance can relieve people's tension, but Angel himself is not nervous, so the fragrance of flowers has no effect on him.

He walked along the dark trail on both sides to the heart house standing in the dark and chaotic depths.

As he walked, the darkness on both sides of the path seemed to be stained by halo, slowly faded his dark coat, and faintly exposed the fuzzy outline.

"It's natural that magic is excessive." Angel looked at the vague outline around him and whispered a comment.

Then angel went on. After a short walk, his footsteps were shocked.

Once again, he saw a dark shadow flash across the window of the wooden house.

That's the obsession in my heart, isn't it? Angel thought, and with a trace of curiosity, went on. As angel gets closer and closer to the house of the heart, the vague outline around him gradually takes shape.

At the moment when Angel stood at the door of the house of heart, the environment in front of angel changed.

Instead of standing at the door of the wooden house, he came to a delicate wooden door.

Where he is no longer a winding path... Angel looked back and saw that it was a very gorgeous corridor. As if in an instant, he went from outside to inside.

Angel looked at everything in front of him and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

He is no stranger to this corridor. This is the corridor on the second floor of Pat manor, and the door in front of him is his own room when he lived in pat manor.

"Does the house of the heart simulate my room?" Angel stretched out his hand and touched the lines on the door: "the touch is very realistic. Is it because of the relationship between heart and illusion that he is cheating my inner memory? Or did he extract my memory from my heart?"

Angel didn't think much about this issue because it's not the focus of his attention today. Angel pushed the door open with a force in his hand.

As the door was pushed open, angel thought he would see his obsession sitting inside, but he didn't.

It's empty. There's no one in it.

Angell went in, as like as two peas in his room.

Angel seemed to have really returned home. First, he sat at his desk and looked through the past books. Then he wandered around the room for a while and finally came to the bedroom.

There is still no one in the bedroom, but there is a slight sense of disobedience in one place.

It's the mirror on the edge of the bed.

At first glance, there seems to be no problem with this vertical mirror, but when Angel looked from a distance, he found that the mirror did not reflect the bed in front of it, but a dark place, like a dark door.

Looking at this vertical mirror, angel seemed to recall something, and his expression became slightly solemn.

"Is it him?" Angel whispered and walked slowly towards the mirror.

Just as he was about to touch the mirror, a voice sounded from behind him: "are you sure you want to go?"

The voice was slightly low, but the sound line was very familiar to angel. He paused and looked back. I don't know when there was another person at the door of his bedroom.

It was a man in wine red gentleman's clothes. He was tall, white, with golden hair and blue eyes.

Handsome, noble and elegant.

However, when Angel looked at him, he felt as if he were looking in the mirror. Because the person opposite is himself, only his clothes are different and his eyes are different. His eyes were even darker, as if they reflected the Dark Universe.

"Who are you?" Angel paused: "my obsession? Or my obsession?"

"You can think so. Aren't you here just to see me?" Angel in red, peaceful way.

"What is it?" Angel pointed to the mirror in the bedroom.

"You should have an answer in your heart? That's you, too, but another you." Angel in red stepped back and sat on the sofa: "are you sure you want to face him now? You should know that he has exceeded the rules, and he may look at you."

"Instead of determining the unknown, come and talk to me." Angela in red paused and pointed to the door: "of course, you can leave at any time."

When he saw this scene, angel had an answer in his heart.

The heart devil is not so easy to talk. The person in front of him must not be a heart devil.

Just as he told mulberry leaf, there was no demon in his heart that could be turned into a demon. The Red Angel in front of him was more likely to be a mixture of emotion, memory and obsession.

Because of the identity of the other party, angel can also guess why he stopped himself.

However, angel did not listen to his advice and still walked in the direction of the mirror. When he looked into the mirror, as he guessed, he didn't see anyone, but saw the familiar darkness and the smell of nightmare that almost rushed out of the mirror.

Sure enough, this mirror has something to do with... Sava.

Angel once had a dream that he saw another me in the mirror in the room. But it's not him in reality, but another me in the nightmare world.

In the heart room, this mirror was simulated.

Is it because this is the biggest hidden worry in his heart?

Angel didn't stay in front of the mirror, even if it was just a mirror simulated by the house of the heart, but as his obsession said: the existence in the nightmare world exceeded the rules, and maybe he would really feel him. And angel is not ready to face each other.

So he backed out.

"It seems that you should have a choice. So, do you want to talk to me?" Angel in red sat on the sofa with a glass in his hand, but the transparent glass contained not wine, but pure white liquid, emitting a strong milk flavor.

Angel shook his head and went directly to the door: "no, you didn't plan to come out at the beginning. You didn't know that we didn't need to meet at all."

Since he has not become a mind devil, angel doesn't care about the person who is obsessed. He doesn't have to talk to each other, because he knows himself too well. No one knows his emotions, desires and obsessions better than himself.

Angel in red smiled, raised his cup and nodded in the direction of angel. His figure slowly disappeared.