The Mirror Wreathed in Black Mist

Qin Xi's tone shifted, and everyone's attention turned to him.

Fallen Heavenly God knew Qin Xi. If there was nothing important, he normally would never say something like this to steer the topic away.

He looked at Qin Xi and said, "What happened to you this time?"

Qin Xi said, "I noticed that when I returned to the Heavenly Dao Dojo this time and saw Masked Man, the black aura around his mirror was growing thicker and thicker. I don't know what the reason is. Do any of you know?"

Qin Xi felt that these Big Bosses in the group were all people who had seen the world, so they should know at least a little about something like this. That was why he asked the question.

In truth, he had been deeply worried about Masked Man all this time. There had to be something going on that he did not know about, but Qin Xi kept feeling that he had become darker and darker, and Destruction's expression had grown more and more severe.

Wukong looked at Qin Xi and said to him, "Then have you noticed anything unusual about him now?"

Qin Xi thought about it carefully. He only felt that wherever Masked Man was, there seemed to be an especially cold and eerie feeling. Apart from that, there was nothing unusual. After all, he was still trapped inside the Mirror. Hearing their questions, Qin Xi also began to wonder if he was overthinking it.

He looked at them and said, "There isn't really any evidence. I just feel that he's truly different from before. In the past, although he was still especially dark and spoke to me very rudely, it's completely different from how he is now."

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