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Damn it! Shengzhu gritted her teeth, she didn't know when she fell into a maze, and she just walked around like that! Really, really!

What to do? I don't know.

Shengzhu raised his hand to transform into a long sword, plunged the sword into the ground fiercely, raised his foot and continued to walk until... with sharp eyes, he saw the hilt of the sword protruding from the ground not far ahead.

She is stuck here.

calm down.

Shengzhu took a few deep breaths before calming down. Holding the sickle again, she slowly moved forward step by step, calming down and listening to the movements around her.

There must be some flaws...

and many more.

Shengzhu looked at the road ahead, and then looked behind her. Why did she look at the road? If this is a cycle...

The road should be straight, right?

Visual disturbance?

She remembered the lava bridge when she was dungeoning with Yang Luo, closed her eyes, and kept moving forward with the sickle in hand.

After an unknown amount of time, Sheng Zhu opened his eyes when he heard a sound like a broken mirror, and what he saw was a door that appeared out of thin air.

...Yang Luo and the others, where are they?

Pushing the door hard, Sheng Zhu could hardly open his eyes due to the dazzling white light.

When she opened her eyes again, she felt her arm being pulled violently, and she was staggered by the pull. When she looked up, she found that it was Yang Luo?

...Yang Luo in a simple white dress, just like Yang Luo at the first dinner party.

Sheng Zhu was a little surprised that she remembered it so clearly, she looked at Yang Luo holding her hand, feeling a little dazed.

"Where did you go? I've been looking for you for a long time."

"Ah, I, I was trapped by the maze just now." Sheng Zhu explained nervously, looking at Yang Luo, "Why... did you change your clothes? Where is Ji Lian? Where are Mu Yin and Guang? They... ..."

"They will come later. Shengzhu, does this dress look good?" Yangluo leaned very close to her, making Shengzhu think of the night she slept with Yangluo when she came back from the sealed land, Yangluo also had such a light body The clear aroma of wine, mixed with an unknown and elegant fragrance, is disturbing.

"Good, good looking." Shengzhu took a step back, feeling a little dry, and quickly changed the subject, "Aren't we going to pass the thirteenth floor? Are we still leaving? Where is this?"

"Shengzhu, are you sleeping stupidly?" Yang Luo approached Shengzhu suddenly, rubbing the tip of his nose to the tip of Shengzhu's nose, and chuckled when he saw the little duke blushing instantly, "Where are you going? Is the wedding going to be over?" ?"

"Marriage, wedding?"

"What? Repentance?" Yang Luo snorted, "It's useless to repent. I have seen my father-in-law and mother-in-law, and all the invitations have been sent..."

"Father-in-law and mother-in-law?!" Sheng Zhu was stunned, she shook off Yang Luo's hand in disbelief, trying to ignore the disbelief and sadness on Yang Luo's face, she gritted her teeth, "This is fake."

"I'm still in the illusion."

"My parents are dead! In that Scourge..."

"Shengzhu! What nonsense are you talking about! On the day of great joy, you actually cursed me!" Shengzhu froze in place for a moment when she was reprimanded by familiar yet unfamiliar people. She looked up at the noble duke who was slowly walking down the stairs. The face is exactly the same as the photo preserved by Shengzhu...

Tears instantly blurred his vision, Sheng Zhu raised his head and didn't want to cry.

Shengzhu, you are really cowardly.

This is clearly false.

What are you reluctant to do? These are all illusions!

Illusion! It's all fake! What's there to deceive yourself!

Shengzhu occasionally fantasized about whether she would have had a happy childhood if her parents hadn't died in the undead disaster? Yes, her parents are very loving and love her very much.

There is nothing wrong or negligent in the care of the elders, and it makes up for the family affection that Shengzhu needs to the greatest extent, but occasionally Shengzhu still can't help thinking, what if the parents are still there?

She can definitely sit on her father's shoulders again and pull her father's hair willfully. The handsome and proud Duke can't see any elegance at this time, and even begged Shengzhu to lighten up aggrievedly, but his hands are nervous Hold Shengzhu's legs to prevent Shengzhu from accidentally falling.

Her mother, who was so hot and terrifying in front of outsiders, would softly hum the distant songs of the blood race to lull her to sleep at night.Sometimes the handsome duke would push the bamboo away as if he was jealous, in exchange for his mother being beaten up and thrown out of the room.

The young Duke would giggle non-stop at this time, and then be held in his mother's arms and continue to be coaxed to sleep.

Sheng Zhu once thought that she had forgotten these fragments long ago, and she didn't care about them long ago.

In fact, as soon as she heard that voice, she was already defeated.

It is impossible for Yang Luo to like her, and it is impossible to marry her.

There's no way her parents will come back, and she won't be able to live the life she once had.

Shengzhu has grown up, and she no longer hears the nursery rhymes her mother used to lull her to sleep.

Everything is impossible.

He told himself over and over again that it was false, but the hand holding the sickle was still shaking.

Why... the copy on the thirteenth floor will be this.

Why is there such a level!

Shengzhu knelt on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

"It's a happy day, why are you crying? It's cold on the ground, get up quickly." Yang Luo bent down to help Shengzhu, and Shengzhu grabbed his wrist.

"Yangluo, what do you think of Shaoqing?"

"Shaoqing? That shark who played with your feelings, why did you mention her..."

"That's my idea." Sheng Zhu smiled a bit depressed, she stood up holding the sickle, "Yang Luo will never think like this."

"In my memory, my father has always been so handsome and elegant, but in fact, he should be a little old. After all, this guy eats young grass, and fell in love with my 470 nine-year-old mother when he was 280 years old. "Shengzhu smiled lowly, and cut Yangluo in half with a sickle, "And I, a gift from the gods to my mother for three hundred years, also witnessed their love."

----The space is broken.

The next wave of elemental fluctuations made Shengzhu feel dazed, she couldn't stand still and fell to the ground, suffering from a severe headache.Before he could get up, a hand stretched out in front of his eyes.

Slender, fair, with well-defined joints.

"Are you okay?" Yang Luo has always been gentle and gentle, seeing that Shengzhu didn't reach out her hand, she was not annoyed, and kept this posture all the time.

"It's okay." Shengzhu grabs Yangluo's hand and uses his strength to stand up. "Sorry to keep you waiting..."

Such a dungeon must also be used to calculate the customs clearance time.She has been delayed for so long...

"No, we have only cracked the illusion not long ago." Yang Luo comforted, took out a handkerchief and handed it to Sheng Zhu, "There is no rush for the copy, just try again if it fails."

Sheng Zhu took the handkerchief and wiped away her tears, calmed down her emotions, "Thank you."

"It's okay." Yang Luo didn't ask what happened to Shengzhu in the illusion, nor did he ask why Shengzhu came so late, as if he really didn't care about the copy.

Ji Lian and Mu Yin were not curious, but the noisy unicorns kept silent, selectively ignoring Shengzhu's pitiful appearance with red eyes.

Shengzhu couldn't express her gratitude, she gritted her teeth secretly, and must try her best to make up for the time she wasted later.

Beat mobs and soon come to the boss level.

The entrance to the boss level is a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror. Shengzhu volunteered to look forward, and the moment his fingertips touched the mirror, he passed through it.

"We seem...to go in?" Sheng Zhu hesitated to judge, Yang Luo nodded encouragingly, Sheng Zhu held his breath, and leaned into the mirror.

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The world in the mirror is a bit mysterious, and Shengzhu always feels unsteady.This is a cage of black and white squares. The floor, walls, and ceiling are all black and white squares. After staring at it for a long time, I feel dazzled, as if these black and white blocks are moving.