super pocket watch

Tang Bai owns a rented cabin. The space is not large, but it makes him feel relaxed and free.

"This is where you live?" Jing Ling's figure wandered in every mirror in the room, and he couldn't tell what kind of emotion it contained in his tone.

"Temporary." Tang Bai looked at the somewhat messy room and shrugged slightly.

"Are you alone?" The mirror spirit is still wandering in the mirrors, with her head held high, like a queen patrolling her territory.

"There is another one, but he is not here nine days out of ten." Tang Bai followed the mirror spirit's figure moving in the mirror, Tang Bai was a little absent-minded.

"Don't you think this kind of living environment is a bit too bad? I don't expect my new owner to be a prince or aristocrat with a magnificent castle filled with various works of art and mirrors. But there is really a lot of space here.

It's too narrow. Also, I'm asking about the mistress." Jing Ling stopped in the mirror, holding the fluffy and complicated skirt in her delicate hands, and looked at Tang Bai with some scrutiny.

hostess?

A charming figure suddenly flashed across Tang Bai's mind, and then fell silent. At least from now on, although the other party has a good relationship with him, they are completely like people in two different worlds. They are like two parallel lines.

The same, there will never be a real intersection.

Just like the stories of the princess and the warrior, the prince and Cinderella, although they are beautiful, most of them have happy endings only in those stories passed down from ancient times.

Tang Bai sometimes fantasized about the plots in some novels, such as that his father or himself had an extraordinary and prominent status. This would give him enough confidence and confidence to pursue the girl he likes, and easily

Gain the love and approval of the other parent.

But the fact is that his grandparents are just two ordinary university professors. His father is their biological child, and he is also the biological child of his father and mother. He can only think about his prominent status and so on.

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But this was before Tang Bai got the pocket watch, got on the subway, and got the magic mirror in front of him.

"There is no so-called hostess here." Tang Bai shook his head, then looked up at Jing Ling: "Do you know the rules of stocks and finance, football and gambling here, and can you tell me the final results in advance?"

"Of course." Jing Ling opened her white palms towards Tang Bai.

Tang Bai took out an ancient copper coin from his pocket, and threw it towards the direction of the mirror spirit. When the ancient copper coin came into contact with the mirror where the mirror spirit lived, it seemed as if it had crashed into the water. It was strange.

It melted in and landed on Jing Ling's open palm.

At the same time, rows of extremely detailed answers composed of words that Tang Bai was most familiar with flashed across the surface of the mirror.

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He locked his door and stood in front of the brand new mirror in the room. Tang Bai looked a little hesitant and tentatively stretched out his hand towards the mirror. That look, to use an inappropriate metaphor,

It's like a person standing in front of a water curtain, tentatively stretching out his hand towards the water curtain, testing whether the water curtain in front of him is a solid rock or a hole in the sky.

"I don't want my mother-in-law to come in."

In the mirror as wide as a mural, next to Tang Bai's image in the mirror, the mirror spirit of the magic mirror was glaring at Tang Bai with its beautiful eyebrows furrowed, as if it was impatient with his cautiousness.

When Tang Bai heard this, his eyes immediately and involuntarily glanced at the mirror standing in front of him. He was very doubtful that if he put on his clothes as carelessly as Jing Ling said, the extremely thin clothes he was wearing now would be

Wouldn't he be pricked with blood by the broken glass?

He didn't have the powerful ability like those supporting characters in the movie, who could slide a long way on the ground with a pile of broken glass on their backs, and not get even a scratch on their body. However, at the urging of Jingling, Tang Bai closed his eyes directly.

He raised his arms to protect his head, stepped back some distance, and then, like sprinting for 100 meters, he suddenly hit the wall mirror.

There was no sound of glass shattering and flying when hit hard.

I didn't feel the sting when the sharp broken glass or glass shards penetrated my skin.

Even the supposed collision with the solid wall behind the wall mirror didn't happen.

Tang Bai felt as if he had hit a thin but extremely tough gelatinous film. The collision force of his sprint made his entire forward body seem to stick to the film. This made Tang Bai

I have a strange feeling, as if I am a vegetable wrapped in layers of plastic wrap.

If anyone is in this room, they will be surprised to see a strange scene.

A two-meter-long, one-person-high wall mirror with a discernible light seemed to be made of extremely elastic rubber. As Tang Bai sprinted and struck, it sunk deeply into the interior.

Tang Bai was feeling a bit miserable at the moment. He had never expected this situation beforehand, and he was not able to overcome his worries at the last moment. When he hit the wall mirror, he subconsciously left a few

Partial force.

At this moment, Tang Bai felt an increasingly powerful repulsive force around him. Tang Bai was like a pebble caught on a tightened slingshot, and could be ejected directly at any time.

Five green-white slender fingers suddenly poked out from the front, tightly grasped Tang Bai's arm, and pulled him in at one go.

Tang Bai felt that the terrifying repulsive force around him had completely disappeared, and he immediately felt as relaxed as a fish that landed on the shore and returned to the water.

Tang Bai sat on the ground in a somewhat embarrassed state until a pair of delicate soft shoes with dark purple patterns appeared in front of him.

Tang Bai raised his head and his eyes followed the pair of soft shoes until Jing Ling's charming face came into his eyes.

Her long brown hair cascades down like the most luxurious silk, setting off her breathtakingly beautiful face. She is wearing a gorgeous and exquisite white waist-length skirt that is similar to a Chinese cheongsam and highlights the curves of her body.

She is exquisite and convex, like a perfect figure divided according to golden proportions, with every detail clearly outlined.

Two groups of delicate and plump warm-scented nephrite tightly hold up the front of the clothes, and the clothes are about to come out. Looking up from Tang Bai's angle, the bulging sacs look like two angry convex peaks.

The exposed skin is white, tender and delicate, and the slender long legs stick to the thin long skirt, faintly highlighting a seductive arc that makes people breathe thickly unconsciously. The soft waist is restrained by the waistband.

, falling into people's eyes, it becomes even more amazingly slender.

Coupled with the cool and noble temperament that shines through, she looks unabashedly, suffocatingly sexy!

Tang Bai was also dazzled by the sexy tall body and the charming and gorgeous face in front of him. It made him feel indescribably amazing.

This is just like a beautiful woman on the screen, which can never be more pleasing and shocking than a beautiful woman who appears in front of your eyes.

"Where is this?" Tang Bai's self-control caused him to be stunned for a short time before he came to his senses, glanced around the palace-like palace, and looked at Jing Ling in confusion.

"Welcome to the world in the mirror." Jing Ling opened his arms in a hug and slightly opened his red lips. It was just a simple hug, but Tang Bai felt an indescribable aura, gaze and attention.

, and was easily attracted to it unconsciously.

"Aren't you going to teach me how to become a wizard?" Tang Bai stood up and found that he was nearly 1.80 meters tall, but he was still slightly overwhelmed by the opponent. This made him feel a little frustrated.

feel.

"Of course." Jing Ling nodded lightly, "I'm obviously doing it now."

Tang Bai was confused in his heart. He looked at the beautiful face that was full of solemnity and solemnity, as if it was a mirror spirit. He glanced around and found nothing unusual. He closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

There didn't seem to be any changes in himself. Tang Bai raised his hands helplessly and said loudly: "I don't understand."

"To put it simply, if you want to become a wizard, you must first have a 'root'." Jing Ling ignored Tang Bai, who was still frowning, and continued her words without any pause.

, "'Root' represents an artifact with strange power. This kind of artifact with strange power can enable some unique people to awaken their long-repressed and long-hidden power."

"But where are we going to find the 'root' you are talking about? In the world I live in, as far as I know, there does not seem to be that kind of artifact with strange power." Although Tang Bai still didn't explain the mirror spirit.

There were confusions and questions, but he grasped the key points that Jing Ling said very accurately.

"Really?" Jing Ling glanced at Tang Bai, "Then what does that ancient pocket watch you are wearing count? What do those ancient copper coins with magic in your hand count?"