Chapter 362 Soul Gathering Mirror (2)

Yu Zhenzi was saving up her strength to run and kick again, but she was startled by her sudden questioning, unable to hold back her feet, and with a bang, her face and nose slammed against the wall, covering her nose in pain. Yell, the mirror in his hand fell to the ground, as funny as it was.

Xiaoqian was rolling around with his stomach in his arms.

Yang Zimei was about to bend over and pick up the mirror to see what was wrong, but Yu Zhenzi quickly snatched it back, grinning in pain, and shouting, "Little girl, this mirror is not something you can mess around with. of."

"Oh? Why?" Yang Zimei asked with a look of innocence and innocence, blinking her big eyes.

"No reason, because this is my mirror." Yu Zhenzi wiped the dirt on the mirror with her sleeve.

"A big man, do you need to look in the mirror?" Yang Zimei asked deliberately.

"This mirror is not for looking in." Yu Zhenzi pointed the front of the mirror to Yang Zimei and said, "Look, it's dark inside."

When the mirror was facing him, Yang Zimei suddenly felt a huge sense of fear inexplicably, his body trembled as if he was frightened.

"what--"

She screamed out of habit, reached out and slapped the mirror facing her away.

"My mirror!"

Yu Zhenzi picked up the mirror with heartache, glared at her and asked, "Oh, I said little girl, how can you treat my mirror like this?"

Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly became dumbfounded when he looked at Yang Zimei: "You...you have a ghost on you?"

Xiao Qianyi shivered: "What are you doing? Do you want to arrest me?"

Yang Zimei's first reaction was that Xiaoqian was discovered by him, maybe this Yuzhenzi also has yin and yang eyes.

However, she couldn't understand why she would tremble so inexplicably when the mirror was facing her just now.

This shouldn't come from Xiao Qian's fear.

What's more, Xiaoqian already has an attachment, so he shouldn't be afraid of anything, and his soul is pure, and any spells are useless to him.

Why are you so afraid?

That Yu Zhenzi made a gesture with his fingers, holding the mirror and shouting at Yang Zimei, "Take it!"

Yang Zimei suddenly felt that her headache was splitting, as if something was about to be separated from her body, and her whole body trembled with fear unconsciously.

"Put down the mirror!"

Yang Zimei was mad, she stepped forward and slapped the mirror flying again, and stepped on Yu Zhenzi on the ground with one foot, a grim look appeared on her always soft face.

"Sister, what's the matter with you?" Xiaoqian shouted anxiously, "There seems to be a ghost on you."

Yu Zhenzi's mirror left, and Yang Zimei's mind regained consciousness.

Are there ghosts?

Are you talking about the tragically dead soul of your last life?

Since she was discovered by Lan Yaya last time, she has been using blindfolding methods to cover up her dead soul.

Now I didn't expect that after being taken in by Yu Zhenzi's mirror, she actually came out.

I don't know what the mirror is. Could it be a mirror or something?

Moreover, when he took this photo, he felt torn apart, why?

"What on earth did you get this mirror from?" She stepped on Yu Zhenzi's back and asked coldly.

"You evildoer! I... I must accept you." Yu Zhenzi was trampled by Yang Zimei, unable to move, but she was still screaming and screaming.

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