"Fake! They are all fake!" The soldier grabbed Lin Qiye's wrist with his bloody palm, trying to pull him behind him. The other hand swung out and chopped off a feather.
Lin Jun's head.
The Yulin Army stared with round eyes, his head rolled to Lin Qiye's feet, and the ground was dyed red with blood.
"Why do you say they are fake?" Lin Qiye asked with a frown.
"Can't you see it?" the soldier stretched out his hand and asked, pointing to the corpse of the Yulin Army on the ground.
"What did you see?"
"He turned into a monster! It's the kind of monster that looks like a willow branch that we saw in the mountain stream!" After the words fell, the soldier suddenly raised his foot and stamped on the Yulin Army's corpse.
When the corpse was completely mutilated, Lin Qiye still couldn't see anything that looked like the monster. Just when he was about to speak, several roars came from behind:
"Kill all these monsters! Chang'an cannot fall into the hands of monsters!!"
"Swear to protect His Majesty to the death!!!"
"The Marquis is still in the palace, rescue the Marquis!"
"Monsters...Chang'an City is full of monsters!!"
"..."
The densely packed figures broke through the Yulin Army's defense line, and in the reflection of blood and fire, they swarmed into Chang'an City like a group of bloodthirsty wolves.
Several soldiers rushed into the city, and horrified shouts came from the houses. They suddenly turned their heads and looked, "There are sounds of monsters there too!"
They rushed to the door and kicked it open. The screams inside became more and more chaotic. Several people huddled in the house, their faces turned pale, and the cries of babies resounded through the streets.
The soldiers held weapons stained with blood, their eyes widened, and they laughed:
"Do you think I can't recognize you with these skins on you?!"
"Come on! There are a few more here!"
Several soldiers rushed into the house, blood splattered, the candles in the house rolled to the ground in a burst of rummaging, and a raging fire ignited from the house!
The screams and begging for mercy gradually stopped. Soldiers covered in blood dragged several corpses and slowly walked out. The ferocious blood marks were dragged across the ground, reflecting a shocking scarlet color in the firelight.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!"
Hearing the noise next door, a middle-aged man ran out of the room in horror. Seeing these bloody figures, his face turned pale with fright, and he turned around and ran away!
The next moment, a figure rode a fast horse across the street, a cold spear swept past, and the man's head was thrown high...
"I killed another one!!" The soldier stuck his head on the tip of his spear, raised it high, and shouted with his head held high.
Screams came one after another from all over Chang'an. As the 30,000 troops rushed into the city, the entire city was stained with blood, and it was spreading in all directions at an alarming speed!
"Are you crazy?! Where is the replacement monster?!"
When Lin Qiye saw this scene, he angrily strangled the soldier's throat, and then stamped his right foot on the ground. The ground for several miles around instantly shattered, and a wave of air knocked all the surrounding troops to the ground.
"Open your eyes! They are just ordinary people! There are no monsters at all!"
The soldier's figure was lifted up by Lin Qiye with one hand, like a weak little chicken, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Qiye. After a moment, he spoke in horror:
"Monster... you are also a monster!! The real Master Lin was killed by you in the smoke of the mountain stream! You are the monster who replaced him!!"
Lin Qiye's brows furrowed more and more tightly.
"Kill him!! Avenge the real Lord Lin!!" With his roar, more than ten soldiers nearby who were knocked down suddenly stood up, swung their swords and slashed Lin Qiye's neck without hesitation.
go!
Lin Qiye's gaze condensed, and a murderous intent rolled out wildly. The sword light flashed an arc around him, and the movements of the soldiers were instantly frozen in the air.
A thin red line emerged from their waists. In their stunned eyes, the upper body neatly rolled down from the break and fell to the ground with a pop.
The blood flowed, and the next moment their bodies suddenly blurred and turned into strange willow branches, squirming on the ground for a while, and gradually returned to deathly silence.
Lin Qiye's pupils shrank slightly.
These willow branches were basically the same as the monster that emerged after he killed his fake in the smoke, but there was an extra eyeball on the willow branch that he copied.
So, these soldiers were all replaced in the phantom smoke?
But Lin Qiye clearly remembered that he had communicated with these soldiers on his way back. Their habits, demeanor, and even memories were exactly the same as before, and it didn't look like they had been replaced at all!
"You actually killed them! You actually killed them! Damn it...I'm going to kill you!! I'm going to kill you!!"
The soldier who was lifted up in the air by Lin Qiye saw the others being killed with his own eyes, his eyes were about to split, and his expression was extremely furious.
Lin Qiye turned to look at the soldier in his hand, pointed his head at the willow branches that had turned into his true form, and shouted:
"Open your eyes and see clearly! They are monsters!!"
"They are not monsters!! Those are the monsters! You are the monster!" The soldier struggled and stretched out his hand, pointing at the massacred people on the street, and Lin Qiye in front of him, and shouted hysterically, "I will kill you.
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puff--!
Lin Qiye's palm suddenly exerted force and crushed his throat in an instant. The latter lowered his head softly, and after a moment, his body transformed into a thick willow tree, swaying silently in the wind.
Lin Qiye's expression was extremely ugly.
In his mind, the angry look on the other side when he personally killed the counterfeit in the mountain stream suddenly appeared.
"Fake! You are the fake! You are a fake created by Cthulhu! You can never replace..."
At that time, Lin Qiye felt strange. If he was really pretending to be himself and wanted to take the opportunity to replace his fake, why was his tone and expression so real until the last moment?
It seemed... like he was actually falling to the ground, roaring furiously in front of the fake that was about to replace his identity.
"The person who was replaced in that smoke will retain all of the other person's memories and thinking habits, and will even completely regard himself as that person?" Lin Qiye murmured to himself, "If that's the case..."
It doesn't matter if a fake can be perfectly disguised as the real thing, but if the fake itself thinks that it is real, then things will be troublesome... because this means that he will never be able to reveal any flaws.
Unless you kill a person with your own hands and see his body, it is almost impossible to tell whether he is real or a fake that has been replaced by a willow branch!
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It's a little awkward, Sanjiu has to figure out the plot... There are only two updates today~