An eerie hoarse laugh echoed through the room, as piercing as fingernails scraping glass, so creepy in the silence of the room, a voice that didn't look like a human being, or like the sounds of this world.

"Who is it!Don't pretend to be a ghost!" Yang Xiu watched around vigilantly, holding the Wind Eagle Armor Summoner in his hand, if the owner of that voice appeared, Yang Xiu would not hesitate to defeat it.

But the sound never appeared, and only the sound of Yang Xiu's heavy breathing remained in the room. Gradually, Yang Xiu still let down his guard, looked around again, and did not sense anything abnormal, just when Yang Xiu's gaze swept to the mirror, the voice sounded again.

"You don't even have a friend to protect you!What qualifications do you have to be called the Demon God of Armor!Tails, you coward

!" "It's the mirror that's talking!" Yang Xiu pinched his eyes, God knows why he rubbed his eyes when he heard it.

Yang Xiu's eyes were full of shock, and he looked up and down at this mirror, which was the same as an ordinary mirror, and there was nothing special about it, but it gave people a weird feeling inexplicably.

Yang Xiu looked at the mirror again, and this time he found a clue that sent a chill down his back. Yang Xiu in the mirror did not look at Yang Xiu, but lowered his head and looked at the Shura armor summoner in his hand. If you just don't look at yourself, Yang Xiu may feel that the little ghost is playing a prank, but the Shura armor summoner has not appeared for a thousand years, you must know that the Shura armor was reborn before Yang Xiu, and after the rebirth, there is no Shura armor summoner, and there will be no little ghost who has seen the Shura armor, let alone contact himself. Why did he hold the Shura Armor Summoner in the mirror?

Suddenly, the "Yang Xiu" in the mirror moved, and the "Yang Xiu" slowly raised his head, showing a weird smile and looking at Yang Xiu, half of the corners of his mouth grinned at his ears, the other half had no skin to show the teeth in it, the empty eye sockets kept flowing blood, sliding down his cheeks, and even Yang Xiu could hear the ticking sound of blood dripping on the ground, his face was full of rotten skin, and in some places he could see the exposed skull.

It looks very crazy, even Yang Xiu was taken aback, especially when it was himself in the mirror, which made no one feel a chill down his spine.

"Do you remember this armor? The Shura armor that has accompanied you for many years, you know his strength best. The "Yang Xiu" in the mirror changed his words, "But what have you changed with it? The fate of your friends? The pattern of the world? Or the blackening of later generations? No, you haven't changed anything, you are just a waste and a coward! Armored Demon God?Yin and Yang Eight Desolation True Monarchs?Guys like you don't deserve to have the Shura of the Law!"

"......" Yang Xiu fell into deep thought, although he was really strong in the mirror, he really didn't prevent anything from happening, am I really not worthy?

The "Yang Xiu" in the mirror became even more arrogant when he saw Yang Xiu's appearance: "Tars, since you haven't changed anything, then what qualifications do you have to come to this world! Even without you, the Seven Gods will ascend to the throne, even without you, the Demon God War will end, and even without you, this world can develop normally." Look at the world that doesn't need you at all, you waste

!" "I'm not a waste!" Yang Xiu shouted at himself in the mirror, and punched the mirror to vent the anger in his heart.

"Click! click!" The mirror in front of Yang Xiu began to shatter, shattered into countless pieces and fell to the ground, slowly the entire room began to shatter like glass, and finally the whole room turned into a pitch-black space, leaving only Yang Xiu alone.

"Tars, I'll be back, I'll take your place," was the last voice echoing in ......the room.

"Whew!" Yang Xiu woke up from the bed suddenly, like a person about to drown, greedily breathing air, Yang Xiu's back and brand-new sheets were already wet with sweat, and a pattern could be clearly seen.

"Is it a dream, why does it feel so real?" Yang Xiu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, not feeling that this matter was just a dream.

I had never had such a special dream, and I would never remember the things in the dream so clearly, but this time I remembered all the details, even the vegetable leaves on my teeth in the mirror.

Yang Xiu licked his teeth with his tongue and was relieved to confirm that there were no vegetable leaves on his teeth.

Maybe it was an accident? Yang Xiu didn't continue to think about it, but went to take a shower, changed his clothes, and hurried to meet a few people.

"Brother Yang Xiu, where are we going today? You won't still go to Sanwan but post to listen to books, right?" Amber said as he grabbed Yang Xiu's arm.

"Hey, really. Yang Xiu scratched his head and said, in order not to let a few people worry about Yang Xiu pretending that nothing had happened.

"Brother Yang Xiu, is it okay to play with Klee today?" Klee also pulled the corner of Yang Xiu's clothes and said softly.

"Klee is obedient, my brother has important things that can't accompany you today, can you let Amber and Ying accompany you?" Yang Xiu pinched Klee's little face and said.

"Well, okay. Klee lowered her head in frustration and said sadly.

"What is so important about Yang Xiu, can't we help?" Ying also asked curiously.

"I'm sorry, you really can't help?" Yang Xiu said, spreading his hands.

"Look at my Yang Xiu, you actually underestimate Paimon!" Paimon clasped his hands to his chest in disbelief.

"Alright, I'll go first. Yang Xiu waved his hand at a few people and said.

Amber looked at the direction Yang Xiu had left, her eyes narrowed, not knowing what she was thinking.

Three bowls are not enough -

Zhongli listened to Tian Tiezui's storytelling as always, and took a sip of tea in his hand from time to time.

It's just that there are a few more strange and familiar figures at the table today.

A burly man, a handsome man, a woman with excellent appearance, a young man with a cold temperament, and an old woman with a wrinkled face.

"Emperor...... Ah no, Mr. Zhongli, is that young man you are talking about really Tails?" said the burly man.

"Cutting Moon, you won't question Mr. Zhongli's words, will you?" said the handsome man.

"Lishui, don't talk nonsense. How could I possibly question Mr. Zhongli's words. The big man called Cutting Moon denied.

"Is that so?" said the man named Lishui smiled and took a sip of tea.

"Tails? I haven't seen him for a thousand years, has he? The woman thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Zhongli, did you say that Tals is because of the wear, how powerful is the demon god to him?" Zhongli

didn't speak, just silently drank the tea in his hand.

"Hahaha, but it's good that Tails is still alive, nothing else matters!" said with a laugh.

"Yes, my wife misses him, he did a lot for Liyue!" said the old woman with a kind face.

"Boring. The cold young man said with his hands on his chest, but he couldn't suppress the excitement in his eyes.

These are the true monarch of cutting the moon to help the yang, the true monarch of Lishui Stacked Mountains, the true monarch of Liuyun borrowing the wind, the true monarch of Gechenlang City (Ping's grandmother) and our Xiao Bao.

"Okay, don't think about it, he's coming. Zhongli put down the teacup and looked behind him meaningfully.

(School starts, there is only one chapter, Salted Fish wants to become an electric eel for electricity (˵ ̄͒ ̄͒〰˵)).

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