Jiang Xinrui looked at the mirror that she immediately got rid of. Her eyes changed. At that moment, she felt a powerful force.

It's the plain man in front of us. This man can't see any strength at a glance, but he can completely suppress her. It can be seen that the force value is naturally not above a level. Jiang Xinrui met such a hidden person for the first time.

Jiang Xinrui has never met a person with strong cultivation, but when she stands beside her, Jiang Xinrui feels strong, and those uncles naturally care for her and won't use spiritual power at all. The people in front of her also don't have spiritual power, but they make people feel completely different power, like a breeze blowing on their faces, In fact, it can be rough waves

This is terrible.

Jiang Xinrui doesn't judge people by their appearance, but this person's appearance is really too ordinary, but his temperament is quite different. It even makes people feel that his face is fake. Such temperament doesn't seem to match his face. It feels very strange. When this person speaks, it's even more strange, like skin laughing and meat not laughing

Maybe it exists between black and white ink paintings. The whole person has a foggy feeling.

"Who the hell are you? If I guessed correctly, is this a fairyland? You can control everything in this fairyland. The mirror is the key and you threw it yourself. Otherwise, with your strength, how can you put your magic tools at will? What's your purpose? Just say it directly, otherwise I must not be able to leave this place safely today?"

Jiang Xinrui stands opposite the man. He looks young and looks about the same age as his father Jiangliu, but Jiang Xinrui knows that he can't guess his age with his appearance. If he can have this strength, his background is definitely not simple.

Jiang Xinrui will have that the world of ink painting in front of her is a fairyland, because just now she reached out and touched the things around her. Whether it's landscape or trees, it's foggy. It seems that men don't hide the fact that everything here is a fairyland at all.

Just to Jiang Xinrui's surprise, it's a fantasy, but Reiki is true!

It can be seen how powerful this person is.

"Good eyesight, worthy of being the master of my mirror!"

The man puts down the fan and raises his hand. The fan disappears, but Jiang Xinrui knows that it doesn't disappear, but is hidden by the man. As long as he needs it, raising his hand will appear again.

Then the man raised his hand again and saw a set of tea sets and, of course, chairs in front of Jiang Xinrui. The man reached out and asked Jiang Xinrui to sit down.

"Please, although you are young and different from what I think, after all, you are the master chosen by the dry moon. I have nothing to say. I'll give you this mirror!"

The man said, looked down at the palm mirror and sent it directly to Jiang Xinrui's hand.

I don't know why. Since it was a gift, did you go back just now?

It gives people a situation that seems to be improvised.

"The mirror chose me?"

Jiang Xinrui looked at the small mirror in her hand and sat down skeptically.

In fact, you can't do without sitting. At this time, Jiang Xinrui can't touch each other's strength at all, let alone act rashly. The current situation can only be changed.

But one thing, Jiang Xinrui will not believe that there is really any coincidence in this world.