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Chapter 17 The Mirror Image That Can't Talk

Fortunately, Wenmin didn't hear his villagers' comments, otherwise he would have vomited three liters of blood. In fact, it was no wonder that he was so furious, because just now he had only a little life left and had already accepted his fate and was waiting to be regained his life. Waiting for relief, the last arrow actually shot... it shot... it actually shot on little JJ. At that time, Wenmin even felt castrated. He was still scared now. He was even worried that this scare might lead to his future failure~~

Wenmin now regrets that he beat him too lightly and too fast last time. He shouldn't have killed him so quickly. He should have kept him for the last time and played slowly... Unfortunately, that bastard mirror also learned the essence this time and would not let him get within 100 meters at all. Wenmin could only do anything.

Suddenly Wenmin's eyes lit up, and he thought of an idea, "Hehehe... Little guy, see where you run this time-" Then he saw him take off the bow on his back and the quiver on his waist and stuff them all into the wrapping space. "Wow, boy, brother is here, look at me, I'm dying if I don't treat you this time--"

I went to the second floor and saw Mirror standing in the middle of the venue with a little puzzled look. He was a little surprised why Wenmin came back so soon to challenge again. Could it be that this guy didn’t need to rest after experiencing such a violent exercise just now?

Wenmin didn't care about his doubts. He thought about the mirror behind the mirror. Sure enough, he didn't see the bow, and the quiver on his waist was gone. He was very relieved and only saw him smiling proudly: "Hehe, let's have fun this time..."

When Mirror saw Wenmin approaching, he habitually reached behind and planned to get the bow, but this time the bow disappeared. He was a little panicked. Why did the bow suddenly disappear? Wasn't it okay last time?

Looking at the mirror, he was panicked and wandering around looking for bows everywhere, and finally smiled proudly: "Hahaha, little girl, are you stunned? I'll see how you ejaculate this time! It's time for me to entertain you this time!" As he said that, he rushed towards the mirror with a grim smile.

Seeing Wenmin rushing over, Mian Si was shocked and stopped looking for a bow. He turned his head and ran away. So Mian Si was running wildly in front of him, while Wenmin chased him all the way.

"Wow... Little guy, don't run away, see how the uncle serves you this time!"

"Boy, if you have the will, don't run away, fight me alone!"

"You...you stop for me..."

At first, Wenmin used words to tease the mirror, but I don’t know how many laps they ran around the venue until in the end Wenmin lost his strength to speak.

"TMD, this kid can really run away. I'm really a bit of it. Comparing endurance with a program, am I asking for trouble by myself? I won't play anymore." Wenmin finally found that there is no future to continue chasing like this, and stop doing such meaningless things.

Seeing this, Mirror stopped, looked at Wenmin with a thoughtful look on his face, then looked at his hands again, and then slowly walked towards Wenmin.

Wenmin felt a little sank after seeing it, and felt something was wrong. He stepped back without thinking and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Mirror ignored him and walked faster and faster, with an excitement and expectation on his face. This expression was very familiar to the people. Children who discovered new toys usually do this.

Wenmin turned his head and ran away. It would be impossible not to run. When have you ever seen a child's toy that has a good ending? It's light to lack arms and legs. Especially when this guy's curiosity is not ordinary.

Seeing Wenmin escape, Mirror became even more excited and rushed to catch up. Unfortunately, Wenmin was almost exhausted at this time, his speed dropped sharply, and he was caught up soon. Then a human tragedy happened: Wenmin seemed to have accepted his fate, holding his head in one hand and protecting his little brother with the other (there is no way, it really has a shadow on this guy. He often greeted that kind of place. As for the back, he doesn't care about where he is now. Anyway, he doesn't have any weapon in his hand and can't hurt it).

Feeling that I had been fisted all over my body, Wenmin shouted in grief and anger: "TMD, I will never come to this ghost place again! Whoever wants to play with you will play by yourself!"

Suddenly, Wenmin felt the fist that fell on him like a raindrop stopped. He looked up in confusion and saw a face appearing 10 cm away, with a nervous look on his face. "Oh my god, damn!" He was so scared that no one could face it calmly if he suddenly saw a "big face" like him.

After finally calming down, Wenmin asked, "You, what do you want to do?"

The mirror seemed to want to speak, but his lips squirmed for a while, but he couldn't say it. He wanted to make gestures but just danced and didn't know how to express it.

Now it was Wenmin's turn to be surprised. Could he really have intelligence? So he asked, "Can you understand what I say?"

The mirror nodded repeatedly.

Damn, it turns out that he is really an NPC, and I always thought he could only fight but not only, but the mirror that Zhao Cheng and the others faced seemed to have only combat instinct. It doesn’t matter if they can’t speak. In theory, they can communicate by nodding and shaking their heads. So they continued to ask: “Can you only stay here?”

The mirror continued to nod.

"Is there anyone else here besides you?"

Mirror shakes your head.

"Have you seen other people?"

Mirror shakes your head.

"Then do you know where other people will go?"

Mirror shakes your head.

It seems that he doesn't know where Zhao Cheng and the others are trying. It is estimated that only players can come in here. The NPC's trial should be in another place. It can even be said that NPC has no trial at all. It only depends on whether the system will pass it. Anyway, it is also a program in the system. The intelligent brain wants to judge whoever wins, and it is like a person's left hand and right hand fight. If he wants to win, he wins.

Since this NPC can communicate, isn't it said that he can also let me go to the trialist to let me go? Let me pass the ninth floor all the way, haha, wouldn't my brother be invincible? Thinking of this, Wenmin's heart began to lively, so he smiled flatteringly and said to the mirror: "Hehehe, brother, you see we look so similar, others would think we are twins, let's do this, you will be my brother in the future, brother, I will protect you from now on."

Mirror looked at Wenmin in confusion, not very clear about what he said, and was even more confused about what "covering" means. However, he still understood the three words of brother, brother, and brother, and there was a hint of intention on his face.
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