A man farming and a woman weaving, and a pair of children who are only a few years old!

Chen Ping has been quietly observing them for a whole day, and they are indeed ordinary people who cannot be more ordinary, this is not an illusion.

Chen Ping didn't go out rashly to disturb their life. The peaceful happiness of this family didn't know how they got into the mirror.

Many times, Chen Ping wanted to go out and ask them, but in the end Chen Ping held back, especially seeing the happy couple.

Chen Ping originally thought that such happiness is really simple!

A family of four, so sweet!

An accident happened just as Chen Ping was about to leave, and a dark shadow sneaked into the small courtyard.

The two children who were playing didn't know the danger was coming. The little boy was still teaching his sister how to make a clay figurine, and a butcher knife had fallen on them.

"No!"

Chen Ping yelled, and under his fury, he didn't care so much, and directly attacked.

But his strength seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier.

Two ferocious strong men hacked and killed two four or five-year-old children, and then rushed towards the young couple beside them.

Chen Ping frantically attacked the barrier in front of him. He watched the child being killed and lying in a pool of blood.

Then I saw two strong men killing the man in the young couple, and defiled the woman in front of him.

Again and again, until that woman was exhausted!

"Why?"

Chen Ping roared loudly. He thought that what he saw was real life, but now he realized that it was not true.

"You are angry!"

A voice sounded in Chen Ping's ear. It seemed to be watching Chen Ping all the time, just like God, concerned about the life in its world.

Chen Ping smiled, but it was very sad.

Dongyang Pavilion can have a spirit weapon, and this small world is also a spirit weapon, so it is not surprising to have a weapon spirit.

Even if he has been paying attention to himself, it is normal!

"It's all fake, isn't it?" Chen Ping didn't want to see the family of four in the pool of blood.

I don't know why, but when he looked at it, his heart ached.

"Why don't you admit it, this is the truth!"

The voice was very gentle, as if he was still trying to reason with Chen Ping.

Chen Ping raised his head, looked at the world, and said coldly: "So what, what does it have to do with me!"

"Is it really okay?"

The gentle voice continued: "Can you really forget?"

"You can't fail to remember, they all died because of you!"

"No!" Chen Ping shook his head frantically and said, "It's not like this, it's not true!"

"So you haven't forgotten!"

The voice continued: "You want to escape. For so many years, you closed this memory, do you really think you can pass it?"

Chen Ping took a few steps back, but the image of the pool of blood in front of him was still clear.

The picture just now in my mind is repeated again and again, just like a memory, rushing in.

"Where did those two people come from, don't you remember? Shall I remind you!"

"No! It's none of my business!" Chen Ping shook his head frantically, and then wanted to escape.

"You don't want to know, where are they now?"

"Don't you want to avenge their family?"

"Did you forget, that little girl who was only four years old called you little brother!"

"Are you worthy to be her little brother?"

The memory is intermittent, a family of four in a pool of blood.

The tragic situation of the little woman, all of these seemed to remind Chen Ping himself that this was not an illusion.