Wen Qing looked at the man in the mirror silently, wondering how strange this mirror spirit was.

With a similar face to his own, it is a completely different tone and demeanor.

Wen asked slowly, "Does it have to be similar to me?"

"Can you change your face?" He paused, then added, "Or change back to a mirror."

Hearing his words, Wen Jing let out a low laugh.

He took a step forward, stood in front of the mirror, stared at Wen Qing, and said with a smile, "I'm not a mirror."

After speaking, Wen Jing raised his hand and put his fingertips on the mirror surface.

The flat mirror surface suddenly appeared water wave-like lines, spreading out with the warm mirror as the center, spreading all over the mirror.

Wen Qing was stunned, watching Wen Jing's fingers slowly stretched out of the mirror and exposed to the air.

Then the wrist, arm... In the blink of an eye, Wen Jing walked out of the mirror.

Wen Jing walked straight to Wen Qing, lowered her head, and said in an ambiguous tone, "I'm you, Gently."

Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and looked at him blankly.

Wen Jing can actually come out of the mirror? !

The body of Wen Jing is the same as that of ordinary people, and it looks like a living person on the outside.

And it's a human who looks similar to himself.

Wen Qing suddenly understood why the maids wanted this mirror, which was similar to wishing for a clone when she was a child.

Let clones help you study, do homework, work part-time...

Because this is their own clone, those maids dare not dispose of this mirror at will.

Wen Qing was in a trance for a while.

Wen Jing stood in front of him, letting Wen lightly look at himself, and even turned around to let him see his body clearly in all directions from 360 degrees.

After a while, seeing Wen Qing still not speaking, Wen Jing raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Do you need me to undress so you can see more clearly?"

"Look at my body is it a mirror, or is it what you want?"

Wen Qing regained her senses and listened to Wen Jing's tail sound rising slightly, like a joke, but also like she really made herself see clearly.

He looked at Wen Jing, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Wen Qing forced herself to stop thinking about it, and asked the most important question straight to the point: "You mean, are you my clone?"

Wen Jing blinked at him, and responded in a timid tone: "You can understand that."

Wen Qing pursed her lips and continued to ask, "Then do you know what I'm thinking?"

"No," Wen Jing took a step forward, her toes pressed against Wen Qing's feet, she lowered her head slowly, and asked in a low voice, "You can tell me gently what you are thinking."

He stared at the warm and red lips: "I like the way you talk."

Wen let out a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, it's fine if you don't know.

Looking at the face of Wen Jing who was close at hand, he couldn't help but step back, pulling the distance between the two.

I didn't feel it when I was in the mirror. As soon as Wen Jing came out, Wen Qingqian found that Wen Jing was more than a head taller than him.

He had to raise his face slightly and drink the warm mirror to speak.

mirror, separate body

Different from myself, but also somewhat similar.

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and in the blink of an eye, she suddenly understood.

The second young master's suffocation is strange, not god-level.

The abstinence at the beginning of the torture, the murder of Sikong, the innocent and lovely Xiao Jiyu...

The three of them were created, and none of them were ontology.

Maybe it came out of the mirror like the mirror in front of me.

It's some kind of mirrored version.

The eldest young master and Sikong have the same appearance and completely different personalities.

Xiao Jiyu and Ji Yu have similar looks and very different personalities.

that thermoscope

Thinking about it, Wen Qing's eyelids jumped and she squeezed her palms tightly.

He didn't dare to change his expression at all, lowered his eyebrows, covered all his emotions, and said to Wen Jing, "I'm thinking, do you really know everything?"

"Can you tell me how to get them out of this castle?"

Wen Qing was deliberately unclear, waiting for Wen Jing's answer.

"I know about you, Gentle," Wen Jing looked at Wen Qing's well-behaved appearance and continued, "but I can help you and let them leave this castle."

Wen Qing understood, because this mirror is her own clone, so Wen Jing only knows what happened before.

He pursed his lips and asked again, "How can you help me?"

Wen Jing looked at him with a smile: "I can help you think about it."

"I'm very smart."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she said to him, "If you're smart, I'm not too smart."

Hearing this, Wen Jing chuckled softly: "Yeah, Qing Qing is very smart."

"Lightly is the same as me."

Wen Qing's heart sank, Wen Jing said this on purpose, and deliberately made herself think they were the same.

"Then do you have any other functions?"

Wen Jing paused and asked, "What do you want me to do lightly?"

He couldn't help raising his hands, holding Wen Qing's face in both hands, and gently rubbing his fingertips on Wen Qing's cheek: "I can do anything."

"I can hold you and ride a horse and apply medicine for you"

"Gentle," Wen Jing lowered her head and leaned in front of Wen Qing, breathing intertwined.

He looked at Wen Qing's gradually reddening earlobes and said, "I will make Qing Qing happy."

"The person who knows Qing Qing best is Qing Qing himself, right?"

Wen Qing lowered his eyes and didn't answer.

His heartbeat started to speed up involuntarily, and he was a little afraid of Wenjing.

Wen Qing didn't dare to express her emotions, and she didn't dare to avoid it, for fear that something was wrong with Wen Jing.

He took a deep breath and said slowly: "The amount of information is too much, I have to take it easy first."

"Okay." Wen Jing nodded and slowly let go.

Wen Qing just breathed a sigh of relief, and in the next second, she felt Wen Jing's hand on her waist and hugged him directly.

Wen Qing couldn't help but exclaimed: "You"

Wen Jing hugged him and walked to the bed: "I want to sleep lightly."

Wen Qing responded slowly.

Wen Jing walked to the side of the bed in two or three steps, curved her lips and said, "My legs are uncomfortable, of course I need to hold them."

He didn't put Wen Qing directly on the bed, but stood beside the bed, looked down at Wen Qing's trembling eyelashes, and asked, "gently, is it that I hold you comfortably? Or the housekeeper?"

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, not expecting Wen Jing to ask the housekeeper.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Jing pinched his waist gently: "Isn't there any clear problem in the light?"

Wen Qing's body trembled as he pinched him, and immediately said, "You."

Wen Jing responded with satisfaction, bent down, and put Wen Qing on the bed.

He looked at Wen Qing's fair and delicate legs, and his dark eyes deepened.

Wen Jing sat on the side of the bed and lay directly beside Wen Qing, occupying the other half of the double bed.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, he opened his mouth, and after a while, he said to Wen Jing gently, "You should know that I like to sleep alone."

Wen Jing blinked: "You can use me as a mirror now."

Wen Qing: ""

After a moment of silence, he whispered, "If you want, I will ask the housekeeper and Asha to prepare a new room for you."

Wen Jing didn't respond to this sentence, but said: "Qing is not used to sleeping with others."

"In light eyes, am I someone else?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and said slowly, "I-I'm not used to it yet"

The smile on Wen Jing's face became wider, and his eyes darkened, and he pressed down heavily.

He turned on his side and slowly tugged Wen Qing's hair: "Then you have to get used to it sooner."

Wen Jing lowered her head and kissed Wen Qing's forehead: "Good night."

"Night, good night." Wen Qing was stunned for a while, but did not expect Wen Jing to compromise so easily.

He watched Wen Jing go straight to the mirror, walked into the mirror, and climbed into the bed.

At the moment when Wen Jing was about to turn around, Wen Qing quickly retracted his gaze, covered the quilt, and directly covered the top of his head.

He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, then raised his hand and touched his forehead.

Wen Jing's kiss was warm, and so was her body temperature, which was different from Sikong Yuxing and the others, like an ordinary human being.

Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself, humans are always easier to deal with than monsters.

He pursed his lips and began to think about what the tavern owner said.

Yu Xing didn't like to go out of the room, and Xiao Jiyu didn't like to get along with people. The two of them were more like staying in the castle voluntarily than being locked here.

Sikong should be the same as them, afraid to leave the castle instead of being locked up.

But this Sikong clearly likes to kill...

Wen Qing couldn't think of the reason why they were afraid to leave for a while, so she had to think about another thing.

You can have whatever you want in the castle...

wealth, beauty...

Depression is desire, is this under his control?

Or Sikong? Or Ji Yu?

Warm and light fingertips, give and give.

Xiao Jiyu asked him several times what he wanted.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, thinking to herself, she will go to Xiao Jiyu tomorrow to ask clearly.

Suddenly, he suddenly felt a sight that fell on him, and he could clearly feel it through the quilt.

It's definitely a thermoscope.

Wen Qing froze on the bed, not daring to move, for fear that Wen Jing would find out that she was pretending to be asleep.

He couldn't help shouting 001: [System]

001 responded: [Well, I'm here. 】

Listening to 001's voice, Wen Qing barely felt a sense of security.

He whispered in his heart: [This copy is too difficult. 】

[I may die at any time. 】

Wen Qing continued to ask 001: [If I die, will you assign it to other players? 】

001 did not answer this question, but said to him: [You will not die. 】

[I will,] Wen Qing lowered his eyes sullenly, he couldn't see the hope of clearing the customs at all, [This dungeon is too perverted. 】

Originally, there was only one suffocation penalty, but Sikong was also a pervert.

Even if the two task objects are difficult to deal with, now there is a mirror image of myself.

Wen Qing said to 001: [If Sikong, Yu Xing and Xiao Jiyu are mirror versions, then my mirror version must be bad too.】

Countless movies about mirror images, avatars, and clones flashed in his mind, and his eyelids twitched wildly.

Wen Qing wanted to cry without tears and asked 001: [Does he want to replace me?】

001 was silent for a moment, then said to Wen Qing: [No.】

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect 001 to answer this question, nor did Wen Jing want to replace himself.

What does the Mirror want to do?

Do you really want to help yourself?

shouldn't

Is that your previous analysis wrong?

Wen Qing thought about it, but couldn't find where his analysis was wrong.

After hesitating for a moment, he tentatively asked 001: [What does Wen Jing want to do?】