Realizing this, the man was furious.
But soon, upon seeing Wan Jiao's face, the man broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly opened his eyes.
She looks a lot like her.
Could it be her?
…
Wan Jiao's perception was excessively strong.
She pinpointed his location the moment he appeared.
The 33rd floor is so high; Wan Jiao really didn't want to go.
She suddenly realized that her initial idea was quite clever.
Next, Wan Jiao raised her sword and smashed the four mirrors on the second floor.
Then, the third floor, the fourth floor...
At this moment, the man on the 33rd floor couldn't sit still any longer and walked out of the mirror that Wan Jiao was about to hit on the fifth floor.
The man was very handsome, but he had an aura of darkness about him.
When he stepped out of the mirror and spoke to Wan Jiao, he looked exactly like a villain straight out of a storybook…
As soon as he appeared, Han Jin automatically fainted, and Wan Jiao's live stream seemed to be paused.
"Sister Ling, is that you?"
Sister Ling?
Wan Jiao looked at the man in confusion, "Are you calling me?"
The same voice, the same face—it was indeed her.
The man nodded, his eyes reddening, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor.
"Sister Ling, it's me, Jing Mo. I've finally found you."
Jingmo?
Why does this name seem so familiar to her?
"Though you were born a demon, you have never done evil. From now on, you shall follow me."
“All living beings in this world have names. You are the Mirror Demon, so from now on, I will call you Jing Mo, shall I?”
A woman's voice came from somewhere, landing in Wan Jiao's ears. She frowned in displeasure, "Who? Who's speaking?"
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