C287 There be no good man In front of the mirror

Zheng Wuxie's words were always very annoying.

I choked on his words, so my hand that was holding onto the talisman shuddered, and the thin talisman fell from my fingers like a snowflake that couldn't be caught in the sky.

At this moment, all of the hair on my body stood on end, looking at the slowly falling symbol paper, I even forgot to bend my waist to grab onto it