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I carefully looked at the screen. It was already dark. Under the night sky, the wind moved the black cloth on the mirror. Then, the door was pushed open. Xiahou Ai came out. "That's right," Xiahou Ai helplessly said.

"Back." I frowned. He said.

Xiahou Ai nodded her head and the image returned to him, it was still as pitch black as before. The wind blew against the black cloth for a bit, and then, the door was pushed open. "Go back." Xiahou Ai paused for a moment, and then once again, she reached out her hand to reverse the picture.

It was the same, pitch black. When the wind blew, the black cloth flickered for a moment. "Stop." Xiahou Ai hurriedly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Xiahou Ai did not understand.

"There's really someone here." I murmured, Eh... I wasn't sure if it was human or not. I couldn't see the figure clearly, but it flashed behind the black cloth.

Xiahou Ai nodded his head, "It's true, but I've seen it many times and I still haven't seen the person on the screen. How did you see that?"

I ignored Xiahou Ai and walked out to take a look at the mirror outside. I reached out to take off the black cloth on the mirror, and just like last time, there was a long crack on the mirror. "Hey, Xiao Ai." I realized that something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" Xiahou Ai did not understand and followed him.

I reached out and touched the crack in the mirror. "Was that how long it was the last time we saw it?"

Xiahou Ai walked to the back of me and looked, "It doesn't seem to be this long, did it split open again?"

I shook my head and didn't say anything. I immediately covered myself with the black cloth. When I felt that there was someone behind me, I turned my head abruptly. "Who is it?"

"What's wrong?" Xiahou Ai also turned to look.

"There's someone," I said with a cold face. "I'll go chase after him. Xiao Ai, take care of the mirror." As she spoke, she chased after them.

I swear, it's not an excuse that I really saw someone, it's just that I didn't manage to catch anyone later, and when the spiritual consciousness spread throughout the entire street, it didn't detect anyone entering, even the night watchman said that they didn't see anyone entering the street. Since there's no one here, I'll just go back to sleep.

Luo Mingshang isn't here. Ever since I said last time that I could find anything I wanted, he immediately returned to the underworld. He probably went to find some sort of divine tool for me. I don't care. It's fine if nothing happens. I don't believe that Yan Yan Yan will dare to stop him. Oh hehehe.

In the dark of the night, a black shadow could be seen speeding forward. The young man held his arm tightly, blood seeping through the gaps of his fingers as if there was something chasing after him. Fortunately, there was a street in front of him.

With this thought, the youth quickly turned around and entered the second floor of an antique shop. This was the shop's front. Logically, there should be no one here at night. As long as he waited until dawn, he would be able to leave.

Young man, you think too simply.

This was a room with a classical fragrance. There was no one in the room, but he didn't think too much. He heavily fell on the bed and soaked the sofa in a bright red color.

Just as I finished washing up and was about to go back to my room to sleep, the living room was filled with the thick smell of blood that couldn't be chased away, as well as the smell of a stranger. I heaved a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't the case. I slowly moved over and saw a young man lying on the sofa.

"Hey, are you okay?" I reached out my hands to push the young man away. If I die, I better not die here, I'm not easy to explain to Mu Chuan, my hands were stained with blood. Forget it, I'll get up and go look for the medicine box. No matter what, he is still a little handsome brother. Saving a life is better than building a seven-layered pagoda.

The young man opened his mouth wide in pain, revealing all of his broken fangs. I pulled the corners of his mouth apart and frowned. Not a human? Was it a monster? But he didn't have any demonic aura on him? As he was thinking, his hands did not stop moving. White gauze wrapped around his black windbreaker to stop the bleeding.

"So thirsty, blood, give me blood." Suddenly, the person on the bed moved. The mumbling from my mouth made me freeze. This is … Asking for blood? Does he need blood? What kind of creature was this? A zombie? Should I fix him with a charm?

I hesitated for a moment before reaching out to grab the fruit knife beside me. I used the knife to cut open my hand, causing bright red blood to flow into the youth's mouth. The youth woke up from the sweet taste and looked at me with his scarlet eyes. Foam? You came to find me? "

"No, no!" I struggled away from the pain and punched at it.

"Ahh!" The youth cried out miserably. I immediately covered his mouth. If I were to be discovered by a group of people in the room, this child would be dragged to the point of being destroyed by humans.

My punch also seemed to have sobered the youth up. He looked at me and rubbed his head. "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person. About that …" You saved me? You are... "Human?"

"Yes," I nodded, and looked the boy up and down. "You … Are you alright? "

"It's nothing. It's just a small wound. I lost a little blood." Then he looked at my hand. "Thank you for giving me the blood."

"Huh?" I looked down at my hands. "Nothing, by the way. Are you a zombie?"

"No, I am …" Just as they were chatting, a door suddenly opened. "Boss, you, in the middle of the night …" Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the person on the sofa and was stunned. "Boss …?"

"You?" The youth looked at Rui Zhe and suddenly frowned. He reached out and pulled me into his embrace, "You're actually hiding here? I won't let you get away with it again, "I said, and jumped out the window with me. The wind whistled in my ears, and I realized something."

"Hey, what are you doing? Kidnapping, save me. " I cried.

He didn't know whether he fell asleep or passed out. Anyway, if he woke up again, there was a purple curtain above his head and a strange room. Where was this? Was I wrong to open it? I closed my eyes and opened them again. It was the same.

It wasn't a dream. I wanted to cry.

He got off the bed and pushed open the door. The carpet was soft and warm under his feet. It felt very comfortable to step on it barefooted. What is this place? Like a palace in a fairy tale. Halfway there, I realized that my clothes had been changed, and that I was wearing a white nightgown.

I walked along the corridor, searching one by one, trying to find someone to ask where I was. Finally, on the second floor, I saw that a light was on in one of the rooms. The room seemed to be bustling with noise as I gently pushed open the door.

Inside, six young men and women of different colors were sitting around the dining table. Two of the younger ones were fighting over something. One of them recognized him as the injured one I met earlier.