The three girls around Yu Xin fainted at almost the same time, and even Manson was a little confused, because it was not him who did it.
"Now, if you still have the will, I can compete with you." Yu Xin's pretty face was covered with a solemn expression in the moonlight.
Even though the mirror blade in her hand was not stained with blood, Manson could still feel an aura similar to his own on this weapon - the breath of death.
"You...are different from them." Manson immediately made an accurate judgment, not only because Yu Xin saw through her disguise at the first time, but also because of the powerful demonic aura she could not conceal at the moment.
"Hehe... of course." She smiled playfully, which was really cute: "At least here, I am much better than those stupid men!"
Before he finished speaking, Yu Xin was already attacking. Manson instinctively began to retreat. He was surprised to find that this punch, which did not seem to be fast, was unavoidable. If he wanted to dodge sideways,
Passing or moving to the left or right will inevitably cause serious damage.
Even as he retreated, the blade on the mirror blade was getting closer and closer to Manson's neck...
There was a bang, and something was torn apart. It was Manson's flesh and blood, his right hand!
At the last moment, he chose to take the blow with his hands, but another shocking scene immediately appeared. Manson clearly saw a sneer on the corner of Yu Xin's mouth, and the mirror blade was still intact after tearing apart Manson's tough bones.
It disappeared, and then slit his throat.
Yu Xin succeeded with one blow and immediately took a few steps back. He happened to be standing where the blood mist sprayed by Manson could not be contaminated.
Until more than ten seconds later, a corpse lying on the ground gradually turned into a wax figure.
"I've had enough." Manson's voice came again, and he appeared on the street more than ten meters behind Yu Xin, as if he had been watching there, watching the death of his other self...
"This game is no longer as interesting as it was originally, and the other two are also very troublesome... It seems that we have to give up if we want to solve your plan at the same time." He said and stepped closer.
Yu Xin replied: "Then what can you do now?" But she was confident and did not show any surprise at Manson's reappearance, because judging from the confrontation just now, the opponent was nothing more than that.
"Hmph...it's just a little fox. Do you want it to be made into a shawl...Maybe it's not enough for me, so let's make it into a handkerchief, so...everyone can get a little bit."
Manson's voice went from one to several.
By the time this sentence was finished, dozens of Mansons walked out slowly from all over the street. They were all wearing the same priest's attire, their eyes were bloodshot, and their eyeballs protruded, making people feel like they would slip down at any time.
Outside the eye sockets, the bloodthirsty and fanatical faces seemed to express a strong desire to tear Yu Xin into pieces.
Dozens of identical voices spoke at the same time: "Since you think you are the strongest among the three of you, let's start with you..."
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Meanwhile, the real world.
It was a sunny moment in the afternoon, and on the shore of Lake Louise, two men who did not belong to this world were standing.
"Since you are here yourself, why do you ask me to send a message to them?" Even when Simon spoke to Vincent, he was still arrogant and indifferent.
"I just don't want to see them." Vincent replied with a smile.
"Do you not want to see 'them' or 'him'?"
"Okay, okay, considering what will happen in a few months, I think it would be better to meet less with 'him'."
Simon snorted coldly: "I don't think you care about this kind of thing."
"Oh? Are you going to pretend like Woody knows me well now?"
"I know you very well." Simon interrupted: "The reason why you don't see him is because you are very similar. If people who are too similar are put together for a long time, they will hate each other, isn't it?"
Vincent actually showed an expression similar to a wry smile: "Haha... we are very different. He has the opportunity to seize what he wants in this life, and he has already realized what is most important.
, so up to now he has only lingered on the threshold of the super-spiritual body and has not taken that step."
He looked thoughtfully into the distance: "As for me... I feel a bit similar to Wang Xu, haha... maybe not as good as him. More than two thousand years have passed, and he is still searching. He has never been able to
Changed."
"Didn't you give up?" Simon looked at Vincent from the corner of his eyes. This look looked like contempt to ordinary people. It was very difficult to see that in Simon. He was the kind of arrogant person who would look at you.
A person who looks down upon his status at first glance...
"You must have heard Woody say some unnecessary words..."
Simon did not answer the question, but said: "Derek, this loser, has at least seen one truth, that is - you are not a person who will be inferior to others. So I have already understood that what you want when you become a devil
It is not eternal life and immortal consciousness, those are just necessary for you to achieve your goal. What you really want is..."
"You should keep your words in your heart, it doesn't mean much if you say them out loud." Vincent spread his hands and regained his calm smile.
There was a brief silence between the two, and after about a minute, Simon spoke again: "Just because you are that kind of person, you overstep your authority to help those who are similar to you, right?"
"Oh? You even know that I have tampered with that space? Derek didn't even notice... Haha..."
"Even though Derek is just a second-rate guy, I don't think your little help can keep the ants alive."
Vincent shook his head: "Then let's see whether these tenacious ants have the perseverance and consciousness to survive..."
