Chapter 407: The Blessing of the Curtain, So Beautiful and Breathtaking? ! !



Chapter 407: The Blessing of the Curtain, So Beautiful and Breathtaking? ! !

Luo Ji stood on the stage, his eyes sharp as torches, staring intently at the bronze mirror in his hand.

The mirror surface glowed with a cold light, reflecting a man and a woman fighting fiercely on the ring.

His lips moved slightly, and he counted silently in his mind: "Five, four, three, two, one!"

In the mirror, a man and a woman were fighting fiercely, with fists and legs intertwined, blonde hair and red lines cutting through, and the two of them almost walking on the edge of the ring, as if they would fall from a height at any time.

Luo Ji turned his wrist slightly, and the mirror was always aimed steadily at the golden figure - Qian Duoyu.

Yes, Luo Ji’s target from the beginning to the end was excess money.

Although Feng Yuhuai's performance also amazed him, he even once pressed Qian Duoyu's attack with ferocious momentum, as if he had turned on cheating.

Her talent and potential would make anyone excited, but Luo Ji's gaze remained unwavering.

"Feng Yuhuai is indeed amazing, gifted and with unlimited potential... but in this era, money is the most powerful cheat."

What Luo Ji longed for most and wanted to steal the most was Qian Duoyu's "rich and inhumane" fate.

In the mirror, Qian Duoyu's figure became more and more dazzling, as if even the mirror surface was dyed gold.

The next moment, the golden figure in the mirror suddenly shattered, turned into specks of light, and dissipated into nothingness.

The Life-Stealing Mirror’s first attempt to “steal life”… failed?

The mirror trembled slightly, and a cold stream of information poured into Luo Ji's mind.

His face suddenly turned gloomy, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head.

The feedback from the Life-Stealing Mirror was unmistakable - having too much money did not meet the criteria for being a "genius".

In other words, the Life-Stealing Mirror regards money as dirt and disdains the "cash ability" that is displayed by excess money.

"Mirror, you are too narrow-minded and your thinking is out of date!"

Luo Ji felt very unwilling, but he couldn't explain the reason behind it even to a mirror.

Life-stealing mirror: “.…….” Blame me, the antique~ Luo Ji’s eyes were fixed on the mirror. Although he felt unwilling, he quickly adjusted his mentality.

Since having extra money could not be his goal, he would find another way.

He turned his wrist deftly, and the mirror moved quietly, suddenly aiming at Feng Yuhuai.

In the mirror, Feng Yuhuai's face gradually became clear, but completely different from Qian Duoyu's 16k ultra-clear image, her face seemed a little hazy and distorted.

The edges of the face were blurred, like a photo that had not been fully developed, especially the eyes, which seemed to be roughly outlined with charcoal, giving a strange circle-shaped eye effect.

This moment of abnormality lasted only a second, and Feng Yuhuai's face and eyes returned to normal.

Although Luo Ji was surprised, he had just obtained the mirror not long ago and did not fully understand the mystery within it.

He could only guess that this might be the different appearances that different destinies presented when they were reflected in the mirror.

At this moment, the mirror trembled slightly, and a line of words slowly appeared above Feng Yuhuai's head - [Protection of the Curtain] Luo Ji frowned, a hint of doubt arose in his heart.

Different from Qian Duoyu's easy-to-understand fate - [Rich and Inhumane], Feng Yuhuai's fate - [Protection from the Curtain] seems mysterious and obscure.

[Blessing of the Curtain]?

What does this mean? Luo Ji stared at the "fate" displayed on the mirror, trying to interpret something from it, but he was completely confused and had no idea.

"Forget it. Since I can't choose the money ability, I'll just use this one. After all, the fact that I can't understand it shows that I'm good."

Luo Ji whispered to himself and convinced himself.

He took a deep breath, put aside all distracting thoughts, focused all his attention back on the mirror, and counted down silently again:

"Five, four, three, two..."

However, just as he was about to shout "one" and complete the countdown, something unexpected happened!

The hot blood splashed onto his face, instantly dyeing Luo Ji's vision red, and also dyeing the bronze mirror in his hand red.

Luo Ji turned his head in horror, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he saw the student standing next to him, the student who was alive just now.

The originally intact head now had a huge dent, shaped like a broken porcelain bowl, with shockingly uneven edges.

In the mouth of the bowl, white brain matter and red blood mixed together and splashed around like a shower.

The air was filled with a strong smell of rust, mixed with a sickening fishy-sweet taste.

In an instant, Luo Ji's thoughts were pulled back to the bone palace deep in the hidden door - the pale bone walls, the twisted statues, and the shadows whispering in the darkness.

His stomach cramped and cold sweat ran down his back.

"That's not right. This is clearly a school. How could there be... monsters here?!"

His mind was in a mess and his ears were buzzing, as if countless tiny insects were gnawing at his nerves.

After a full second, Luo Ji raised his head stiffly and stared blankly at the monster that leapt into the air onto the stage.

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He didn't dare to stare at the monster. His experience of surviving several times in the hidden door told him that the cause of death of many people was to look at it for a second longer among the monsters.

In other words, when facing a monster, it is not enough to just run faster than others. Also, you must remember not to look the monster in the eye.

Luo Ji took a deep breath and slowly moved his gaze towards the light curtain, on which the monster's "final makeup photo" was projected.

The monster's body was huge and ferocious, with its skin covered with wriggling scales, and a tattered piece of clothing covering the scales.

At this moment, the monster was posing in front of a circle of cameras, squinting its eyes, and grinning from ear to ear, revealing its sharp teeth.

The scene is quite terrifying, with a hint of absurdity in the horror.

If Luo Ji was not mistaken, the monster seemed to be posing in front of the camera?

Luo Ji swallowed his saliva: "It seems like it's posing for a photo?"

Luo Ji's hand trembled violently, and the blood-stained mirror almost slipped out of his hand. The mirror tilted slightly, reflecting the hideous monster.

However, what was strange was that the image in the mirror was completely different from the image on the screen - there was no distorted and terrifying monster in the mirror, but instead a beautiful woman's face was reflected.

Her eyes were curved like crescent moons, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and she was pouting and making all kinds of playful faces. She looked pure, naughty and full of energy.

Luo Ji was stunned, his pupils shrank slightly, and the mirror in his hand seemed to become hot.

A line of words slowly emerged - [Amazingly beautiful!] Luo Ji's eyes moved back and forth between the light curtain and the mirror, and an indescribable chill surged in his heart.

The woman in the mirror still had that innocent and playful smile on her face, but at this moment, her smile seemed to carry some kind of captivating power that made people shudder.

"Beautiful and stunning... Beautiful and stunning... Beautiful?? Stunning!!!"

Luo Ji repeated these four words in a low voice, and suddenly an idea came to him, and he understood the meaning of this fate. His hand shook violently, as if burned, and he quickly put the mirror back into his pocket.

The mirror surface was slightly warm, as if mocking his panic.

Then, the mirror slowly returned to his palm like a living thing and merged with his flesh and blood.

"What a joke... Who would dare to covet this kind of [fate]?"

Cold sweat continued to seep out of Luo Ji's forehead and his heart was beating like a drum.

Even if he had ten thousand guts, he would never dare to have the slightest thought of coveting or stealing the monster's fate.

He only wants to steal people, so forget about monsters...

(End of this chapter)

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