Chapter 229 Sending warmth in the infinite flow world 9

In the infinite flow world, those who know Jiang Zhi call him a madman.

This kind of madness is not really mad, but because his behavior is crazy.

He is like a criminal wandering on the edge, freely releasing his nature in the copy.

It's not that he doesn't have a super high IQ, but when cracking dungeons, he often prefers to use force to crush the monsters that frighten the missionaries under his feet.

He is capable, but also cold-blooded, as if he was born to be a copy, and can watch all kinds of life and death with a smile.

Just like at this moment, Jiang Zhi took out the black leather gloves placed in the space, lowered his eyes and slowly put them on, and the person in the mirror repeated the same actions as him.

There was an unknown smile on his lips, and his enchanting purple eyes were as deep as the abyss. Before the picture started playing in the mirror, he suddenly took action.

The sound of bones colliding with the mirror was heard. As if he was not aware of the pain, bit by bit, he reached out and smashed the mirror in front of him, and the fragments of the mirror fell to the ground.

After solving a mirror, he slowly turned around and stared at the mirror behind him, his thumb on the corner of his lips, as if he was thinking about how to start.

Perhaps feeling the young man's stern gaze, the mirror could not help but tremble slightly, as if in fear.

"It looks so annoying, so I'd better smash it up."

Jiang Zhi's expression was calm, his eyes seemed calm, but his tone contained a lazy and teasing tone.

As soon as her fists were clenched, a vortex appeared in the center of the mirror, and the girl's body fell from it.

The seemingly lawless young man's pupils subconsciously tightened, and a slight panic filled his eyes. He instantly changed his actions and stepped forward to catch the girl.

The slight impact knocked him back, and the soles of his feet stepped on glass shards, making an unpleasant friction sound.

Jiang Zhi didn't care so much and immediately turned the girl around.

Meet a pair of smiling eyes.

The girl's voice was sweet and soft: "I found you, Brother Jiang."

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a large piece of glass debris behind him, and Zhu Chu couldn't help but feel a little lucky.

The good news came early. If it had come later, this mirror might not have been saved.

The mirror will cry.

The same ghost story can open multiple different spaces at the same time. Zhu Chu made a deal with the cute little mirror and was able to successfully come to the different space where Jiang Zhi was.

Based on his previous experience of helping ghost talkers, Zhu Chu can now roughly figure out a pattern.

Originally, once the dungeon world ends, everything will be restored, and the damage caused by the missionaries will no longer exist.

The ghosts can continue to start the next mission and absorb a steady stream of fear.

But now this ability to recover seems to have disappeared, and the ghosts' territory has been destroyed, but cannot be repaired at all.

But ghosts also have to live.

The dungeon world must be opened, but the damage caused can only be accumulated time and time again. This will eventually form a vicious cycle, causing the entire dungeon world to collapse.

The infinite flow world is connected to the real world. The ghosts and ghosts who have lost their place of residence will accidentally break into the real world and cause immeasurable damage.

This is the rule that was broken.

Zhu Chu sighed in his heart, then took one of Jiang Zhi's hands and said with concern: "You hit it with your hand, don't you know it hurts?"
Chapter completed!