Overlord Husband Secretly Reborn

Jiang Wenluo booked a hotel. After he put the wooden sign in his bag, he carried it on his back and got on the elevator of the hotel.

This is a first-tier city, but to his surprise, there were very few people in the hotel, and the lobby was empty.It was ten o'clock sharp.Normally speaking, there should be many foreign travelers at this time.The lady at the front desk wore light makeup and a procedural smile on her face, and said to him: "Mr. Jiang, your room is 1801."

Jiang Wenluo frowned.

He hates this number because there are often urban legends that strange things are prone to happen in the innermost room of the hotel.The carpet under your feet is as bright red as new, and the hall smells like flowers, and it feels very soft to step on.

Jiang Wenluo took the key card and walked in when the elevator door opened.

The face is a mirror.

Jiang Wenluo took a glance and lowered his head, holding his schoolbag tightly, feeling like he was in Liang Yaowen's arms.This is the five-star hotel with the highest rating in the local area. Although it is in a remote place, it is near the school. Jiang Wenluo walked for half an hour.

The elevator doors closed slowly and went up very slowly.

Five seconds later, "2" was reached.

Jiang Wenluo leaned his back against the wall, and when he looked up, he realized that the "door" of the elevator was also a mirror, and it fit perfectly, which was very strange.

A normal person looking at it must have thought that it was a closed space with no place to enter or exit.Jiang Wenluo was already very tired from walking all night, he really wanted to rest on the big bed in the hotel, hug his lost and recovered lover comfortably, and be entangled by him for a while.

But the elevator couldn't go up.

When facing a mirror, Jiang Wenluo could see his own face as well as his back.He found that his back was bent down, as if he was carrying something, his head became very heavy, and he couldn't straighten up——

Jiang Wenluo panicked, and quickly put his hand into the schoolbag, as if touching his little monster, to gain some sense of security, but there was nothing in the schoolbag.

Liang Yaowen... didn't know when he ran out, and the edge of his schoolbag was wet.

Jiang Wenluo's heart beat fast at once, and he hurriedly opened all the schoolbags, but saw that the inside was empty, with nothing left.

"Where are you?" Jiang Wenluo said eagerly.

But only the echo of his own voice.

"Liang Yaowen...?" Jiang Wenluo's face was pale, when he heard a "ding", the elevator door opened, and it was pitch black outside.

That sense of dissonance is back.

Jiang Wenluo put the bag back on his back, mustered up the courage to go out, and searched for the house numbers one by one.

"1808"

"1810"

"1812"

All are double numbers.

There was no sound at all.

Jiang Wenluo was afraid that it was a hallucination, so he closed his eyes and pinched the inside of his arm. When the pain hit, he opened his eyes, but his eyes were still pitch black.

He felt his body falling and his senses shaking.He said softly, "Where are you?"

"Liang Yaowen, come out quickly, don't scare me..."

Taking out the flashlight from the luggage, Jiang Wenluo managed to find the escape route at the end of the corridor with the help of the light.The sign above glowed green, and there was a whine of wind in the stairwell.

But the anti-theft door was slightly reflective, like a mirror in the elevator, Jiang Wenluo could see behind him, which was 1801.

Jiang Wenluo exhaled, turned and opened the door.

He turned on all the lights, leaned his back against the door, and murmured: "It's started again."

Everything in this room is upside down.

When Jiang Wenluo walked in, the doorknob was on his left hand side, but the handle that could be turned was also on the left side, that is to say, he needed to press the handrail with his left hand to get out smoothly.

In addition, there are hot and cold water valves in the bathroom, which are completely opposite to the normal order.

"Am I...in the mirror?"

Jiang Wenluo took out his mobile phone and looked at it, but there was no signal at all.

He sighed and gave up calling for help.

"It should only be when I am on the verge of death that I can trigger the key to enter Bru's world."

Jiang Wenluo pursed his lips, picked up the hammer and walked to the window. This was also a mirror, and Jiang Wenluo couldn't see what was going on outside at all.

"Bang!" Raising his hand, Jiang Wenluo smashed it decisively.

With a "Hula", the cold wind howled.

Jiang Wenluo climbed onto the window sill and looked down——

The following is a normal street scene, and you can even see the school you just entered from a distance, and there are very dim street lights, which looks a bit gloomy.

A sense of dizziness hit, Jiang Wenluo had a strong desire to jump down, and a strange sense of belonging entangled him tightly.

"But if I go down to this jump height, I will definitely die." Jiang Wenluo trembled, his hands and feet went limp.

When he was struggling to climb down, trying to find some other way to enter that world, he heard Liang Yaowen's voice suddenly appear in his mind.

It was a complex syllable, almost ethereal in sound.

Humans cannot pronounce this word accurately, it does not belong to any language.

But Jiang Wenluo knew that it was Liang Yaowen calling him from below, with a strong temptation in his voice.

This may be the god calling his loyal servant, or it may be simply calling Jiang Wenluo's name.

he does not know.

But he made a decision in his heart, and his desire to obey him instantly defeated his vigorous desire to survive.

"In this case, Liang Yaowen, please protect me."

Jiang Wenluo stood on the window sill, closed his eyes, put his hands on his shoulders, and made a posture of self-protection. Then he stepped forward with his left foot, his body flew into the air, and fell quickly——

The wind whistled in his ears, and the strong sense of weightlessness strangled Jiang Wenluo's whole body, making him breathless, and his blood seemed to be flowing backwards.

Only two meters away from the ground, when Jiang Wenluo was about to be smashed to pieces in two seconds, there was no longer any fear on his face, only a sacrificial expression, and he placed himself on the high altar.

"I'm here." Jiang Wenluo whispered.

"Ding dong."

When Jiang Wenluo was about to land, a familiar voice sounded immediately, "Welcome to the world of Bru!"

The dark night in front of him turned into light as if the time was reversed.

The soft black shadow can be said to gently wrap Jiang Wenluo's whole body, completely offsetting the impact force on his body.

When Jiang Wenluo opened his eyes, he found himself in a banquet hall.

There is a classical piano piece next to my ear, which rises and falls in the room together with the fragrance of flowers. When the wine glasses collide, there is a crisp sound, and the red wine shakes gently.

"Everyone's here!"

"Let's start today's dinner."

Jiang Wenluo was sitting at a table, wearing a well-fitting suit and a black tie on his shirt.He looked down and found that this dress... was worn by Liang Yaowen.

The button was fastened to the top one, tightly strangling his neck, so the only skin he exposed was his face, hands, and a fair neck.

In the brass-colored mirror, Jiang Wenluo's back was very straight, his waist was outlined by his shirt, making him look very slender, and he could be hugged easily. His lips were bloodless, and when he lowered his eyes, he looked like A bit... abstinence, I really want people to tear up his clothes and take a look at the scenery inside.

Liang Yaowen sat at the head of the table.

He carried a dark silk handkerchief in his breast pocket—the one that Jiang Wenluo often used.

Jiang Wenluo's heart was pounding, and he glanced at him in astonishment.

He immediately became happy, he didn't feel flustered at all, and his heart was very stable.He anxiously wanted to push the chair and stand up to look for Liang Yaowen, but the chair made a loud friction sound.

He smiled and said, "Liang Yaowen—"

However, he saw Liang Yaowen on the opposite side frowning, looking at his expression as if he was offended.Jiang Wenluo's movements stopped, only to see a waiter standing behind Liang Yaowen, walked quickly to Jiang Wenluo's side, pressed his shoulder and said, "Mr. Jiang, your actions are really rude!"

"Disrespect to the Father will be punished!"

Jiang Wenluo looked at Liang Yaowen blankly, and was pushed down by the waiter, feeling a dull pain in his shoulder.

"Oh, I'm sorry..." He nodded sullenly, lowered his head, and the doubts in his heart grew bigger and bigger.

--what happened?

——Liang Yaowen...don't remember him?

...Or, this person just looks like Liang Yaowen, but not him?

Jiang Wenluo pursed his lips, feeling empty in his heart.He heard a slight rubbing sound on the carpet—something was crawling.

The dishes came one after the other, starting with a cream of mushroom soup.

Jiang Wenluo has always disliked eating mushrooms, so he put down his spoon after taking two sips, and none of the following dishes were to his liking, the steak was only medium rare.

Liang Yaowen's eating movements are elegant, like the most typical gentleman's style in the upper class.

His stomach was rumbling, Jiang Wenluo hadn't eaten well all day, and now he felt a bit of a stomachache.He didn't know what to do, and Liang Yaowen didn't let him speak.

The people around were talking quietly.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Wenluo pursed his lips and threw the ring on his ring finger to the ground.

"Boom" sound.

This seemed very abrupt at the quiet dining table. Sitting next to Jiang Wenluo was a girl in a red dress who didn't raise her head when she heard the voice. She looked at Liang Yaowen seriously, kept praising him, and told him something that Jiang Wenluo couldn't hear. If you understand.

Liang Yaowen responded to her without saying a word, and the girl looked very happy, laughing like silver bells.

Jiang Wenluo's chest was stuffy, and he felt like he had fallen into a vat of vinegar, his mouth and heart were all sour, and they were in no mood to listen to what they were talking about.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to pick up the ring, Jiang Wenluo lowered his head and secretly looked under the table.

Finally determined the source of that "friction" sound.

Liang Yaowen has no feet.

Instead... there are strips of dark tentacles.