His gaze suddenly fell upon a somewhat blurry bronze mirror. The mirror reflected a slender and handsome young man, who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. However, his face appeared quite haggard and pale. Even through the mirror, one could see his weakness and lack of vitality.,Permission: Danxin Hall (Washed Marrow Pill, Qingling Pill, Forging Bone Pill...),At this moment, Mengwu found himself powerless, slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the shattered potion beneath his feet. Before him stood a gorgeously dressed attendant, but her face was as sharp and cold as it could be.。