As soon as Mo Shouchen's hand touched the magic mirror, the red velvet covering it slipped off.

He remembered Snow White's warning, quickly turned his head to the side, and then tried to pick up the red velvet and cover it on the magic mirror again based on his memory.

But when he turned his head, he found that the magic mirror that had been placed on the long table just now was floating in front of him.

He saw the surprised expression on the face in the mirror, which should be the same as his own now. He tried to move his eyes again, and the reflection in the mirror also made simultaneous movements.

Although he didn't notice anything unusual about the reflection in the mirror, Mo Shouchen still felt that this magic mirror was too weird.

So he quickly turned back, then reached for the red velvet on the long table, trying to cover the magic mirror again.

But this time, his hand actually passed through the red velvet, as if the piece of red velvet was just a virtual image.

He quickly tried to grab it twice more, but still couldn't catch the red velvet, and he soon discovered that it was not the red velvet that became a ghost, but himself.

"Hehehehe..."

A series of familiar but chilling laughter reached Mo Shouchen's ears. He subconsciously turned his head to find the source of the laughter, only to find that the strange laughter was actually coming from himself in the magic mirror.

At this time, the reflection in the mirror was lowering its head slightly, its entire face was covered in dim shadows, and its body was shaking constantly because it was laughing.

Then, the reflection slowly raised its head, and its face gradually became clearer.

Mo Shouchen saw that in addition to a sarcastic smile on the face in the mirror, there was also a black mist in his eyes.

At the end of the last script, Su Ya told Mo Shouchen that when he gained the power to become possessed, black mist would appear in his eyes.

Could it be that what is reflected in the magic mirror now is the self when he was mad?

Just when Mo Shouchen was horrified, the reflection in the magic mirror suddenly spoke.

"You are too weak. It is you who have put the people around you in danger time and time again. It is your cowardice and incompetence that have harmed them. If this continues, all the people you care about will die tragically in front of you one by one!"

"No! It won't! I will do whatever it takes to protect them! I will never let them die in front of me!" Mo Shouchen roared hysterically.

"Protect them? What else can you do besides being tough? Let me show you if it were me, would all the regrets you had have happen again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shouchen felt a dazzling light emanating from the magic mirror.

When his vision gradually recovered, he found that the place he was in was no longer the queen's bedroom, but the school corridor in the "Deadly Examination" script.

In the corridor, Liu Lei, Wang Guoqiang, Jiao Ningmeng and the examiner all fell to the ground. The dwarf clown's face was torn off by the clown, and Chen Ying had long since disappeared.

This scene was very familiar to Mo Shouchen. If he hadn't awakened the obsessive power in his body and drove away the clown, all of them might have died here.

At this time, the Qing Dynasty zombies summoned by the clown were rushing towards Mo Shouchen. He was shocked and immediately prepared to fight, but he found that he could not control his body at all.

Seeing that the Qing Dynasty zombie had rushed in front of him and opened his mouth to bite his neck, he suddenly raised his hand and pinched the Qing Dynasty zombie's neck.

But Mo Shouchen never thought about doing this action, which means that he is just a bystander now, and this body does not belong to him.

"Mo Shouchen" pinched the neck of the Qing Dynasty zombie, and then lifted the Qing Dynasty zombie up with just one hand.

The Qing Dynasty zombie bared its teeth and roared, and struggled with its hands and feet. However, even the examiner could defeat it, but it could not break free from "Mo Shouchen"'s hand.

"Mo Shouchen" stretched out his other hand, then pointed his index finger on the Qing Dynasty zombie's forehead. Then he exerted force, and the whole finger pierced the Qing Dynasty zombie's forehead like a sharp awl.

The Qing Dynasty zombies that had been struggling desperately just now, like a shrimp with its head removed, immediately collapsed and stopped struggling.

"Mo Shouchen" pulled out his index finger, and a stream of smelly black blood spurted out from the wound on the Qing Dynasty zombie's forehead.

But the black blood seemed to be deliberately avoiding "Mo Shouchen", not a drop of it splashed on his body.

Throwing the dead Qing Dynasty zombies aside like garbage, "Mo Shouchen" walked towards the clown step by step.

At this time, there was an expression on the clown's face that he had never seen before, that was fear.

He dropped the dwarf clown in his hand and jumped directly onto the window sill. Mo Shouchen remembered that he was still very arrogant and said a harsh word before jumping out of the window and escaping.

But this time, the clown jumped down without saying anything, as if if he delayed even a tenth of a second, he would have no chance to escape.

Mo Shouchen thought it was over, but what he didn't expect was that when the clown jumped out of the window, he said: "You have to come back when you jump off the building!"

Then he saw the clown retreat out of the window like a movie in reverse and return to where he was at the beginning.

Mo Shouchen felt that the scene just now was a bit like the realm of rules, but "he" triggered the rules just by saying a word, which was much more powerful than the realm of rules.

"Mo Shouchen" walked up to the clown. He glanced at the dwarf clown who was lying on the ground and had his face torn off, and then said to the clown: "Since you don't like the clown's face so much, I will help you tear it off too."

As he spoke, he grabbed the clown, dug his hand into the skin of the clown's left cheek, and then forcefully tore off the entire face.

The clown was very stubborn. His face was torn off, but he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end. However, it can be seen from his trembling body that the pain he suffered was intense.

"Mo Shouchen" brought the clown's skinless face in front of him, and his figure was reflected in the clown's eyes.

Mo Shouchen saw that his eyes were filled with black mist and there was a cruel smile on his face. Now it looked like he felt more like a villain.

"Pooh!"

A mouthful of saliva mixed with blood was spat on Mo Shouchen's face, and the shameless clown opened his mouth and burst into hysterical laughter.

But the laughter did not last long. Mo Shouchen put his two hands into his mouth, and then with a force, he tore his upper and lower jaws apart, and directly broke off the upper part of his head.

Bright red blood spurted out, and Mo Shouchen felt that his eyes were blood red, as if a bucket of blood-red paint had been splashed on the transparent glass, and he was standing behind the glass, his sight blocked.
Chapter completed!