Believers of evil gods sneaked into my house, and san value went crazy

It even looked back at itself on purpose.

There is still only one tail.

Therefore, the mirror in front of you is not your mirror image at all.

but a kind of...

Shade the feeling of the soul.

Red Fox was still thinking.

The terrifying beast in the mirror opened his mouth and said:

"You little civet cats dare to impersonate me."

"You are simply lawless."

"Since you like dressing up, I will let you dress up forever."

"For the rest of your life, just live in my shadow!"

The red raccoon in the mirror image is extremely violent.

Not only that, but also very rampant.

Threatening that the red raccoon is only worthy of being its shadow, it is not qualified at all, and then use the name of the nine lives of the red raccoon.

"No, you are the fake."

"I am real!"

Everything in the mirror is so real.

Whether it is the demeanor or the eyes, they are the same as the original self.

Compared with the cowardly self who is a slave and a servant girl at this moment.

Everything in the mirror is so real.

Red Fox wants to prove himself.

It barks its teeth and claws, trying to intimidate the other party, but it doesn't help at all.

"Tail!"

"As long as the tail is released, this lie will be self-defeating."

Think so.

The red raccoon didn't care about the surrounding situation, so he wanted to raise the nine tails again.

But what it never thought of was...(chcc)...

There is still only one tail behind him.

"Where's my tail?"

The red fox was so terrified that he couldn't believe what he saw.

Looking back at the red fox in the mirror, a very anthropomorphic mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Tail?"

"You are just my shadow, you deserve to have Nine Tails?"

"I... am a shadow?"

"impossible!"

"How could I be your shadow?"

Compared with the previous ones, it is loud and loud.

At this moment, Chi Tan's voice became much weaker.

As a result, the momentum was completely overwhelmed by the opponent.

Red Fox began to gradually doubt his identity.

"Maybe, I'm really just the shadow of the other party."

"What's more in my mind is just the experience of the other party."

In just a few minutes, the red raccoon was completely assimilated.

On the side, Mu You was also suffering from mental torture.

She also saw the black dot on the mirror.

At first it was just a small thing, but as time went by, that black spot turned into a very familiar person to Mu You.

That is herself!

The woman in the mirror, dressed as a saint.

The opponent is holding a special blade.

The corner of his mouth grinned, and he said:

"Muyou, look at your current appearance?"

"Where is the state of a skinned saint!"

"If you want to have a stable life now, then I will help you."

"Acknowledge my existence and completely separate you and me. Only in this way can you continue to be your little maid."

"As for me, I will live in this world as a new life."

"This is your only chance."

Different from the mirror image of the red raccoon, the nest of the magpie and the dove occupy it.

The scene Mu You saw at this time actually began to confuse the other party to completely separate from the past.

Mu You narrowed his eyes.

Without much consideration, he nodded slowly and accepted the other party's proposal.

In her opinion, the so-called age of saints is a disgrace at all.

This is simply a stain in the life of being loyal to the "boss".

If possible, she would naturally give up everything in the past.

In this way, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the cause of loyalty to the "boss".

But Muyou didn't see it, and when she nodded, the self in the mirror showed a rather sinister expression.

If we say that the current Muyou represents gentleness.

Then Muyou in the past represented absolute power.

Now, Muyou is separated from the past.

Undoubtedly, he will surrender his strength to others.

Mu You has not realized the seriousness of the situation.

And Wu Zhichao, who was on the side, was also facing the choice of life and death.

Accompanied by decay and tragedy, under the light of dark energy.

Wu Zhichao also saw himself in the mirror image.

It is different from the violent red fox and the bewitching Muyou.

Wu Zhichao saw only one tombstone in the mirror image.

The tombstone is placed alone in a dark and cold land where the sun is not visible.

"how can that be?"

"I am a demigod!"

"How could it be possible to die?"

In Wu Zhichao's cognition, he is a real god.

Just put in the effort.

You can get everything you want.

But what Wu Zhichao never imagined was that his countless years of hard work had resulted in such a situation.

There are no so-called forces, loyal subordinates, and powerful sealed items.

There is only one, ordinary to extreme tomb.

"Since the future has become a certainty, what's the point of my efforts now?"

In an instant, Wu Zhichao's spirit and will completely withered.

It looked like he had aged several decades, without even a trace of vitality.

Chen Feng stood aside.

Silently watching the unique performance of two people and one cat.

The other party seemed to be crazy, talking to himself.

But Chen Feng had no time to pay attention to the changes of the few people.

Instead, look forward.

Beyond the realms of light and darkness, into the unstoppable void.

Chen Feng heard the familiar voice again.

Those voices transcend time and imagination.

In addition to the frantic sound of beating the giant drum, there is also the subtle, monotonous, profane sound of the flute.

Accompanied by this wonderful sound resounding around.

One wears a strange mask and gorgeous robes of various colors.

Wearing a naturally shining golden double crown, an existence appeared in front of Chen Feng.

This existence has the shape of a human, but its facial features are indistinguishable. It is tall and thin.

Exudes the charm of a dark god or a fallen angel.

The moment the other party appeared, he half-kneeled on the ground and expressed his loyalty to Chen Feng.

"My lord."

"I pledge my allegiance to you."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for getting a vassal."

"The God of Thousand Faces..."

"Nyarlathotep."

"Congratulations to the host for drawing a vassal, Nyarlathotep."

"Scan around for a suitable carrier."

"Ding! No carrier was scanned."

"Carry out void creation."

Hearing the voice from the system, Chen Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Is there such a magical operation?"

"Without a suitable carrier, is it okay to create it yourself?"

Chen Feng looked into the air curiously.

When the dark energy gathered, it slowly turned into a mask.

Chen Feng seemed to have thought of something, and muttered to himself:

"mask?"