After a brief battle, Li Hao finally had to choose to compromise and start the live broadcast to satisfy the bad tastes of the group members.

It was already late at night when Zheng Zha and Ming Yanwei left the bar.

However, for Zuan, there is no special change in late night and daytime, because Zuan is originally a dungeon below Picheng.

The dark streets were filled with poisonous mist, and there were no pedestrians, only strange sounds made by alchemy creatures.

"Captain, when will we start to act?" Zheng Zha said.

Ming Yanwei pondered: "Waiting for Chu Xuan's news, we just need to try our best to integrate Zu'an's underground forces before this."

Zheng Zha hesitated a little and whispered: "Although the main god's mission has no time limit, I am worried that if it delays for too long, the main god may have variables."

Ming Yanwei said: "I believe in Chu Xuan."

Zheng Zha heard this and said nothing more.

He didn't believe in Chu Xuan, but he felt that Chu Xuan was too sensitive many times. For example, in this mission, the information given by the Frelljord Plateau and the main god space is different, and it does not mean that there are too many problems in this world. Even if it means that there is a problem, it may not necessarily affect the mission.

Therefore, Zheng Zha always felt that it was unnecessary for Chu Xuan to be too careful.

Of course, the most important thing is what he said himself. Zheng Zha is worried that if the task is delayed for too long, it may cause other changes.

The two fell into silence for a moment.

They walked forward silently, noticing that the fog around them became thicker and thicker. It was just a hazy and toxic fog, but at this time they had become unable to see their hands.

After walking for a while, Zheng Zha finally felt something was wrong.

He frowned and shouted in a deep voice to the dark and deep front, "Who is it?"

"Dada."

The sound of crisp footsteps came from the limestone streets.

Ming Yanwei and Zheng Zha looked at each other with an extremely solemn expression.

Because they didn't realize when they had fallen into someone else's trap.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Weier."

Just as the two were puzzled, a strong male voice rang out on the hazy street.

Zheng Zha looked at Ming Yanwei with a look of surprise.

Actually know each other?

Ming Yanwei's face was confused and a little at a loss.

She vaguely felt that the voice was very familiar, very familiar, but she couldn't remember anything, as if she had forgotten something.

As Li Hao walked out, the fog gradually dissipated and the previous scene was restored to the surroundings.

Only then did the two of them realize that there was one more person two meters away.

A handsome young man!

Zheng Zha's pupils tightened and he was secretly alert.

So strong!

It was clearly in front of me, but I couldn't feel any trace. Could it be that this was a phantom, or was the other party's strength exceeded my expectations?

Damn, although Valoran has gods, his luck would not be so bad, right?

Ming Yanwei's face was confused, and a large number of memory fragments appeared in her mind, and she unconsciously said: "Dad."

Zheng Zha was alert, and looked at Ming Yanwei with a confused look when he heard this, and then looked at Li Hao.

dad!

Damn, wait, let me slow down, just slow down.

First of all, this is a man.

Secondly, the captain called him dad.

From a physiological point of view, there is nothing wrong with it.

Then, then no

Dad, is the captain not saying that before was a joke, or was dazzled, or drunk too much, and became obsessed with it, but it was true.

She really saw her dad, the dad in the world.

This is too evil, right?

Zheng Zha only felt dizzy and could not calculate the probability that such a coincidence would happen.

At this time, the chat group was also in an uproar.

Goddess Lena: "Wow, this Ming Yanwei feels so stylish, much better than the stupid Ming Yanwei."

Unbeaten Gu Santong: "Tsk tsk, I feel like this is the dark version of Ming Yanwei, and her whole body is filled with evil spirits."

Tushan Yaya: "The purple eye shadow praises have added a bit of evil spirit."

Lu Xueqi: "This person is very dangerous."

Bi Yao: "What a strong smell of blood."

Ming Yanwei was trembling in the quilt where she was.

You have said so much, does anyone dare to send me a copy of my photos?

Also, what is dangerous?

Is it so cute?

Little Fairy Yan Lingji: "Tsk tsk, I feel that if my decent goddaughter fights with the duplicate goddaughter, I guess I will be killed in two rounds, so I can't do it anymore."

Angel Yan: "→_→, what does the goddaughter have to do with you."

The undefeated naughty boy Gu Santong: "I'm afraid, I seem to hear something, but I dare not ask or say it."

Tony: "The replica Ming Yanwei and Ming Yanwei have a completely different feeling, full of darkness."

Ming Yanwei: "M(o__)m is kneeling down. Don't just talk, big guys, is it good to send someone a copy of the photos?"

All-knowing and omnipotent Li Daxian: "Copying the beautiful photos of Yan Wei.jpg"

Ming Yanwei: "mua!(*╯3╰) Kiss, thank you group leader dad."

Ming Yanwei said, and hurriedly clicked on the duplicate photo.

Rumo's long hair was scattered behind her, and her bloody eyes were like a sea of ​​endless blood, which made people feel trembling. Her face was charming, her eyebrows were narrow and cold, and she was filled with a sense of danger. The purple eyeshadow and lips with lilac lipstick made her feel a little more evil.

Copy was wearing a black tight leather jacket, with a high V in front of her, revealing a little plump snow-white. She was wearing a blood-colored whip around her waist and black high-heeled leather boots. She was filled with an extremely dangerous aura and unquestionable domineering attitude.

She is like a demon queen from hell!

Ming Yanwei couldn't help but feel shocked when she looked at the replica dress.

Domineering, charming, dangerous!

She turned to look at herself in the mirror, wearing a white dress, and her long hair was tied with an exquisite ancient style bun. Her charming face did not look charming, but was a bit holy.

Ming Yanwei fell into silence for a long time when she saw this.

So, except for looking similar to me, this guy is not alone at all.

Goddess Lena: "How does Xiao Weiwei feel? Have you felt the gap?"

Ming Yanwei: "Piracy is pirated, no matter how it changes, it is not as good as others."

Tushan Yaya: "A little bit, do you feel guilty when you say this?"

Ming Yanwei: "This guy doesn't have the same place as him, so disappointed. Look, is he more cute? Ming Yanwei's beautiful selfie.jpg"

Li Hao clicked Ming Yanwei's selfie.

He is graceful in white and elegant in temperament.

Then he looked at the witch in front of him who seemed to be from hell, and had to admit that the two of them had reached two extremes in temperament.

One is fairy-like, the other is evil-like.

Of course, the two were not completely different as Ming Yanwei said, at least there was basically no difference in appearance.

All-knowing and omnipotent Li Daxian: "Well, the appearance is similar, but the replica body is better than you, so you have to reflect on it."

Ming Yanwei: ""

Ming Yanwei lay on the bed in despair, and she was in a bad mood.

Group owner Dad, what you are paying attention to is not the focus or not.

Also, I am obviously my copycat, why is my figure better than me? Isn’t it just a little more coquettish or a little more charming? Is it okay?

Ming Yanwei stared at the replica photo sent by Li Hao, and she would never admit that the other party's figure was better than her, even if it was obviously better.

Goddess Lena: "Hey, the group leader didn't notice it. The replica body is a cup bigger than Ming Yanwei!"

Su Daji, the saint of Nine Heavens: "I envy those who can develop again."
To be continued...