My Cold and Proud President's Wife

"Everywhere I walk is my territory; wherever I look, everything belongs to me!" The man in the leather jacket had a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

"Hmph, what a breath!" Finally a figure came out from the endless dark void.

I saw that figure, wearing a black linen robe, echoing the man's black leather coat.

Chen Mo couldn't do anything right now, the blood from his eyes blurred his vision.

He could only see two vague figures confronting each other now.

"You are an outsider, you are not welcome here." The man in sackcloth pointed at the man in leather and said, "This place only belongs to me."

"This place once belonged only to you, but as long as it's a place I've been to—it's all mine." The man in the leather coat spoke with endless arrogance, as if a king was here.

"Who are you?" The sackclothed man raised his head, revealing a pale and thin face——this face was actually Qing Huang.

"Qing Huang..." Chen Mo became excited when he saw this face.

"Don't be fooled by this face. Remember, Qing Huang has already died in your arms." The man in leather frowned, as if he wasn't used to the need for explanation.

"But he is clearly right in front of me." Chen Mo crawled towards "Qing Huang" bit by bit.

"You see, compared to you, he chose me. You shouldn't come to this place, get out of this place." "Qing Huang" pointed to the man in leather clothes and said.

"I don't want to say the same sentence a second time." With a wave of his hand, the man in leather directly knocked Chen Mo away a hundred meters away.

"You! Why do you forcefully interfere here? Don't you know the rules here?" "Qing Huang" looked at the man in leather angrily.

"I know." The man in leather clapped his hands, as if his hands were getting dirty just by waving his hands, and said, "But what do the rules of this place have to do with me, why should I abide by them?"

"you!"

"You, you! Do I need to explain to you what I want to do?" The leather-clothed man directly kicked "Qing Huang", kicking him a thousand meters away.

"Qing Huang..." Chen Mo crawled back bit by bit, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

"Alas—children can't be taught." The leather-clothed man glanced at Chen Mo from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help shaking his head, "If you always immerse yourself in the past, you will also immerse yourself in the past. There will be an inch of progress."

"It's his own choice." The image of "Qing Huang" has been scattered, and now what comes back is only a black mist that can barely make out the human form.

"If I don't know about this matter, he can choose whatever he wants, but since I know about this matter, then it's all up to him." The man in leather looked at the group and could barely see the human form. black mist.

"You... what are you going to do?" Black Mist suddenly felt something was wrong, and even his voice began to tremble.

"Do I need to tell you what I want to do?" The man in the leather jacket stretched out his hands from under the leather jacket.

"No, you can't do that." Black Mist struggled to escape, but it was too late.The man in leather stretched out his hands on his chest, and the air was filled with huge energy fluctuations.

A smaller ball of light formed on the leather man's chest. This ball of light has no effect on the surroundings, but it has an unparalleled attraction to the black mist.

"No! It can't be like this!" It can be seen from the appearance how the black mist is struggling, but no matter how he struggles, he still can't escape the gravitational force caused by the light ball.

"It's an honor for you to die in my hands." The man in leather looked at the black mist being completely sucked into the light circle in his hand, "If it was in the hands of my old friend, even death would be a luxury for you .”

"Qing Huang..." Chen Mo was obsessed with his obsession just now, and he was still thinking about his friend who was only a few minutes old, but when the black mist was completely wiped out, he calmed down and said, "What happened?" ?”

"You were dying, and then I saved you." The man in leather spoke as if he had no warmth.

"Thank you for saving my life, senior!" Chen Mo bowed to the man in leather with fists in his hands.

However, the man in leather turned his body and did not accept his gift.

"This world shouldn't exist, so why not just destroy it like this." The man in leather didn't care about Chen Mo at all, and directly stretched out his hand and shook it.

The space in front of him seemed to be broken, and the spider web-like cracks started from the leather man's hands and spread to the surroundings.

Chen Mo struggled to get up and staggered a few steps.

"You're not bad, you can persist here for the first three seconds." The man in the leather jacket never treated Chen Mo face-to-face, leaving Chen Mo with only a back view full of mystery.

"Persisting on for the first three seconds turned out to be pretty good..." Chen Mo chuckled, but it was a wry smile, "I thought I could persist."

"Uh..." The man in the leather jacket hesitated a bit. In the future, with his character, he was considering whether to explain to him, but in the end he gave up his insistence and said, "Actually, this mirror is different from other mirrors. It won’t be in this place anymore. This mirror is not the mirror of the abyss, but the mirror of hell.”

"Mirror of Hell..." Chen Mo looked around with some fear. Fortunately, there were noble people to help, otherwise he would stay in this place forever.

"It's better not to keep such a place." The man in leather said, watching the cracks like spider webs gradually covering the entire void, he stretched out his hand to hold Chen Mo.

It was also at this time that Chen Mo could fully see his face clearly.

Familiar face shape, these familiar eyes...

This is exactly what Chen Mo himself looks like, the only difference is that there is a black mark on the brow of the leather man. This mark looks very evil, but it also carries a certain kind of majesty.

"Who the hell are you?" Chen Mo's originally grateful mood suddenly disappeared without a trace, replaced by deep fear.

"I'm no one, I'm you, or I'm you now." The man in the leather jacket smiled, and had to say, looking at his own face and smiling at himself, he had a very strange feeling.

"No, you are not me." Chen Mo said.

"Whether you believe it or not, I am you." The man in leather directly took Chen Mo out of this place.

The mirror was suddenly covered with cracks, and Chen Mo opened his eyes at this moment.

wow...

The mirror was broken, and Chen Mo looked at the empty shelf in confusion.