C1957 Vermillion Bird?

The copper mirror reflected Wang Qian's handsome face, but on Wang Qian's forehead, there was a ball of chaotic energy enveloping Wang Qian.

"This is …" Wang Qian touched his forehead.

The light on his forehead was very obvious, but when he really touched it, there was nothing.

"It should be... My fate? " Wang Qian let out a sigh.

He kept the bronze mirror in his five breath pearl