These are two faces that seem to have nothing wrong with them, but they leave people with an extremely strange feeling... Wang Ling and Fang Xing suddenly appeared, their dead fish eyes turned into double eyelids, and it seemed that their personalities had undergone a huge change.
Variety.
How could the real Ling Zhenren be a chatterbox!
As Wang Ling's friend for many years, Lord Throwing Thunder almost immediately noticed something unusual here.
Could this double-eyelid chatterbox be another clone like Mr. Crispy Noodles?
He had this guess in his mind, but when he turned to look at the clone of "Crispy Noodle Lord" aside, he saw the face of Crispy Noodle Lord that was full of hostility.
Most of the clones have telepathy between them.
Obviously, the appearance of the chatty Wang Ling was not within the sensing range of Crispy Noodle Daojun.
"These two people are not in the same group! They are enemies!" Daojun Crispy Noodles stood up immediately, and he released his breath to suppress the two of them.
But at this moment, the girl with a white sheath on the side suddenly stood up and also released a breath. However, this pressure was not directed at Wang Ling and Fang Xing here, but at the clone of Crispy Noodle Dao Lord.
The high-level clone has its own independent will and thinking. Even if the main body is absent, it will act according to the main body's thinking mode. However, the white sheath is different. She is part of the scabbard spirit and also a part of the sword spirit.
Therefore, the moment Crispy Noodle Dao Lord took action, Bai Sheath's savior spirit blade mode was instantly activated. This was not Bai Sheath's autonomous consciousness, but a subconscious reaction.
When Bai Shen made a move, he didn't even react.
"Hurry up and stop, my body is out of control!" Bai Sheath shouted at Crispy Noodle Daojun, her dull hair was full of energy, shining like a holy sword.
"Damn..."
Crispy Noodle Daojun's eyes dimmed, and he finally decided to give up. He stared angrily at the two impostors in front of him, his heart full of hostility.
"Master Dao, what on earth is going on?" Dharma King was confused, Fatty Luo was confused, and everyone in the room was at a loss.
Since the last time Bai Sheath and Jing Ke merged to become Jing Bai, the bond between Bai Sheath and Wang Ling has been deepened again. The activation of the "Savior Spirit Blade" is undoubtedly the best proof of Wang Ling's identity. However, on the other side, Wang Ling
Ling's differentiated real body said that the two people who came to the meeting were fake...
What the hell is going on?
Is it a clone?
There is indeed such technology in the world of cultivation now. For example, the simulated humanoid magic weapon Head of State No. 001 is the best example of cultivation cloning.
But whether the cloned one is fake or not, it is still different from the original one, and it is impossible to activate a series of magic weapons that sign a contract with the original one.
So, what is going on now?
Lord Throwing Thunder stood up and stared at Wang Ling and Fang Xing: "Brother Ling and brother Fang Xing, are you all real?"
"Can't you explain the problem, Miss White Sheath? Of course we are the real deal." Fang Xing rolled his arms. In his feminine state, Fang Xing has a kind of charm that is hard to see in normal times.
Fatty Luo and Fawang secretly admired this... They didn't expect Fang Xing to be so predictable in his feminine state...
"Judging from Miss Bai Sheath's reaction, you two do not look like impostors, but your breath is also familiar." At this time, Lord Throwing Thunder suddenly spoke.
"True Lord..." Crispy Noodle Taoist Lord was anxious in his heart. He had already firmly believed that these two people were fakes, but since White Sheath was here to protect the master, it was useless for him to take action even if he wanted to.
"Master Dao, please be patient, I will take care of it." Lord Throwing Thunder waved his hand, and Lord Crispy Noodles had no choice but to retreat first. After all, he himself was here to assist the development of the war situation and could not act beyond his authority.
"Good luck to you!" Mr. Crispy Noodles snorted.
He forced himself to calm down and stared at the two impostors in front of him with hostility.
Thoughts were racing in the mind of True Lord Throwing Thunder. In this crowded field, he was currently at the highest level, so he had to make some decisions like the master of a sect. His eyes scanned up and down at the king who was suspected of being a counterfeit.
Ling and Fang Xing finally took a deep breath and said: "Brother Ling, you and I are brothers and sisters, and our normal state is obvious to all. Why are you so lively today? It's like you have changed.
…”
"Everyone changes. I know I usually speak less, but I have already written chapter 992! It took the author two years of serialization to write chapter 992... It is at this tortoise-like update speed that I
There are no more than 20 lines in the whole book, and my heart is very tired!" Hua Lao Ling sighed deeply in his heart, and he felt very bitter in his heart.
Everyone: "..."
Hua Nao Ling: "So I decided after learning from the pain last night that I must talk more in the future! As the protagonist of this book, how can I not speak? Change needs to start from scratch. I know this may be difficult for me,
But I hope everyone can still support me as always!"
Lord Throwing Thunder looked at Fang Xing who was standing aside: "So Fang Xing also changed his mind after thinking hard last night?"
"good."
Fang Xing, who was in the feminine state, nodded: "As you all know, I have admired Wang Ling for a long time. I have decided to live with him as a daughter from now on. I will go get the certificate tomorrow!"
Everyone: "???"
Lord Throwing Thunder: "Is this...so hasty?"
Feminized Fang Xing: "Time waits for no one. Do you think I have to wait until I'm old and wan before I go get the certificate?"
Everyone was deeply shocked by the words of the feminine Fang Xing, and could not extricate themselves for a long time.
"I see."
Lord Throwing Thunder sighed again, and he looked at Wang Ling and Fang Xing in the field: "Since you two have decided to make changes, we have no choice but to risk our lives to accompany you. There will be a meeting soon, do you want to
Let’s have some snacks? Let’s talk while eating?”
"Well, that's a good suggestion." Wang Ling nodded.
"Then since your brother has agreed, then... let's serve refreshments!" Lord Throwing Thunder clapped his hands.
Later, behind the screen in the conference room, several female disciples from the Zhan Lu Bureau served the prepared refreshments one after another.
Wang Ling was shocked when he saw it: "This is..."
Lord Throwing Thunder: "Dry crispy noodles with different flavors. For the sake of your brother, I specially hired a chef from Beihai to fry them freshly and prepare dipping sauces of different flavors every day to ensure that your brother will have the same taste every time he comes.
They are all different! Brother Ling, don’t you like it..."
"No...I like it very much..."
"How about some food?"
"OK……"
Wang Ling cut off a piece of crispy noodles and put it in his mouth to chew.
A few seconds later...
There was a sound of "vomit" at the meeting...
Lord Throwing Thunder chuckled and stood up immediately: "Everyone! This is a fake! Let's beat him together!" The real Brother Ling will never vomit because of dry noodles!!!