“My Guiming Mirror!”

The piercing cry echoed throughout the palace. Bai Su stepped forward and touched the mirror shiveringly, but it was only a frame left.

“How did the mirror disappear?”

Ling Li stared blankly, and he was still trying to recall the scene he saw just now. He only saw a black dress with common style, and the person didn’t even show its figure. How would he find the person in a sea of faces?

Ling Li clenched ...