C232 The Demon in the Mirror

Putong.

Accompanying this heartbeat, a hoarse and ear-piercing voice sounded from Zhou Heng's chest.

That was not the female voice notification sound from Taoist Master's system. It was another voice that Zhou Heng had never heard before.

They had never heard of it, but they were extremely familiar with it. He was like the reflection of himself in a mirror that could never be touched