If ordinary people saw this scene, they would be frightened.

However, Li Mao did not, not just because he had a system.

It is also because Li Mao had already been prepared to deal with this strange world where demons were rampant.

Therefore, when an eyeball suddenly appeared in his vision, Li Mao just punched it almost subconsciously, and powerful force burst out from his fist.

With his current strength, he punched it out, and the doors and windows were directly blown up, splitting.

The loud noise tore the silence of the night.

【Ding, Mirror Ghost has been killed, experience +50】

A line of system prompts pop up in front of Li Mao's eyes.

Li Mao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, a little surprised. Obviously, the ghosts in the room were weaker than they thought.

The most important thing is that Li Mao can be sure that Liu Ziqing did not lie. She was not dreaming when she couldn't sleep for seven days, but that there were really ghosts at work!

The portal cracked.

It was raining outside the house, and the sound of rain falling on the ground was drizzling.

Li Mao stepped into the house.

The spiritual girl Han Xuanxuan, leaning on her expensive and gorgeous exquisite sword, was dozing off with her head tilted, with crooked and crystal saliva flowing from the corners of her mouth.

On the bed, the girl Liu Ziqing was filled with fear. She hugged her legs, huddled in the corner of the bed, and shivered all over.

When Liu Ziqing saw Li Mao come in, she relaxed a little more.

"The bed...there are people under the bed!"

Liu Ziqing looked at Li Mao, her teeth trembling and said.

Li Mao looked serious and stretched out his hand towards Liu Ziqing and pressed it across the air.

"Don't be afraid, let's relax, that ghost was beaten to death by me just now."

Li Mao said.

Li Mao's words were very effective, which relieved Liu Ziqing's nervousness.

As for Han Xuanxuan, the spiritual girl who was sleeping soundly and drooling while leaning on a sword, Li Mao was also speechless.

She is worthy of being a spiritual girl, she sleeps so well.

Is this your firepower full?

That's what you said to take a lie?

This gorgeous outfit was wasted.

However, Li Mao thought of the scene he saw through the paper hole in front, in that picture, Han Xuanxuan with a strange expression and a resentful look on her face, was very strange.

Han Xuanxuan slept so well, so she shouldn't blame her.

She might have been hit.

"Mirror Ghost..."

"Is it related to the mirror?"

Li Mao turned his head and his eyes fell on the dressing table, on the only bronze mirror in the room.

The bronze mirror is very ordinary, ordinary, without any weirdness.

However, Li Mao discovered that the bronze mirror was facing Han Xuanxuan, who was drooling. However, Han Xuanxuan's appearance was not reflected in the mirror!

Li Mao withdrew his gaze, looked at Liu Ziqing who was huddled in the corner of the bed, then grabbed the candlelight, leaned over slowly, and looked under the bed.

The candlelight was swaying, and the wicks swayed by the wind blowing outside the house.

Li Mao turned sideways, leaning against the ground, looking under the bed. It was pitch black under the bed, and endless darkness surged like an abyss.

Empty, nothing.

Huh!

A wind blew with cold rain, and the oil lamp was immediately extinguished.

The room was in darkness.

Li Mao frowned and was about to light the light again.

Suddenly.

A burst of thunder bloomed over the dark sky!

Inside the house, illuminated by lightning!

Li Mao's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the originally empty bed, and a black shadow appeared!

Bang!

A hand suddenly poked out from the bottom of the bed and grabbed Li Mao's hand holding the oil lamp.

The girl Liu Ziqing, who was huddled in the corner of the bed, was filled with fear when she saw the pale hands, and she screamed like a velvet lit up with a flame.

The lightning flashes again!

Li Mao finally saw the black shadow hiding under the bed. It was no one else, but the spiritual girl Han Xuanxuan.

She lay under the bed and looked at Li Mao with a very unfamiliar look. Her face was full of resentment, her face was covered with ferocious eyes, her eyes were covered with bloodshot, her mouth slightly opened, and she made a "hohoho" sound.

There seemed to be a chill that made people's scalp numb in the room.

Li Mao looked at the caught arm and felt calm. He slowly turned his head and glanced at Han Xuanxuan, the real spiritual girl who was still sitting on the chair, woke up by Liu Ziqing's scream, and drooling at the corner of his mouth.

Li Mao suddenly understood.

Can the mirror ghost copy human figures?

Liu Ziqing can't fall asleep these days, saying that her father is not like her father, and her mother is not like her mother. Maybe they are all copied mirror ghosts.

Li Mao grabbed the Jinggui's arm with his backhand, then suddenly stood up and pulled the Jinggui who turned into Han Xuanxuan's appearance out of the bottom of the bed.

Li Mao’s power is so terrifying that it is impossible for a small mirror ghost to resist.

Liu Ziqing, who was huddled in the corner of the bed, stared at her blood-covered eyes.

Just the lightning flashing with thunder.

Seeing Li Mao pulling a figure and punching it out, the figure's head was blown out with a "bang"!

The spiritual girl Han Xuanxuan just woke up and drooled her, and she widened her eyes and saw Li Mao’s operation.

Seeing that "I" was hit by Li Mao's head with a punch, I shuddered and shivered, and I was instantly sleepy.

woke up.

Spiritual girl: "…"

Why is the guy who was shot in the head so much like her?

Li Mao reignited the oil lamp.

"Li Mao's escort..."

Han Xuanxuan spoke awkwardly.

She actually fell asleep, which was the scene of a large-scale community death. She was making a promise with Miss Liu the moment before that with her, Miss Liu would sleep with confidence and boldness.

The result was good, but she slept soundly.

Her genius escort from Han Xuanxuan’s mansion city has lost all the reputation!

Li Mao smiled, waved his hand, and signaled Han Xuanxuan not to speak.

Afterwards, Li Mao walked towards the dressing table.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Li Mao stared at the bronze mirror. In the bronze mirror, there was a leisurely candlelight. Li Mao saw himself.

Han Xuanxuan and Liu Ziqing didn't quite understand why Li Mao stared at a bronze mirror.

But Li Mao did not explain.

Li Mao tilted his head, and Li Mao in the mirror also tilted his head.

Li Mao clenched his nose, and Li Mao in the mirror also clenched his nose.

The actions are very synchronous.

Han Xuanxuan behind Li Mao was a little confused.

I don't quite understand what Li Mao is doing.

Then, Li Mao opened his mouth and looked like he laughed, but at the moment he laughed, he immediately changed his face and became expressionless.

Li Mao in the mirror grinned and kept laughing silently.

Soon, Li Mao's smile froze in the mirror, and a hint of anger appeared in his eyes.

Being played with!
To be continued...