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Chapter 558: Incarnation of Mind Image

"Where is he?"

Oda Dancer doesn't talk much.

After saying these two words, he pointed the long knife, and the dark evil aura emerged from the blade, and spread all over his body in an instant. The whole person was surrounded by the dark evil aura, as if it were real. It looked more like a ghost than a ghost. Oda Mai fired with one hand.

After using his ultimate move, he was obviously really angry.

Yi Lin sighed softly.

He smiled slightly: "'My' teammates are really awesome."

"Can you please stop speaking in the president's tone?" Xu Jingjing's hands were not shaking, but he frowned and complained: "It will make it difficult for me to speak in this tone with the president's face.

Take action!"

"can you?"

On the side, Li Changge asked in a desperate manner.

"..."

"You can't kill 'me'."

Yi Lin pointed at the bleeding neck that was chopped by Oda Wu not long ago, her smile did not diminish, and she looked at Oda Wu: "Xiao Wu, you have already tried it."

Oda Mai frowned again.

In fact, she was keenly aware that something was wrong with Yi Lin long before Xu Anjing reminded her.

The whole person looks weird.

But strangely enough, it still has Yi Lin's usual smell, just a little stronger than usual.

Therefore, every time Oda Mai felt something was wrong, she did not say anything because she could not tell what was wrong.

And when Xu Anjing said that the color above Yi Lin's head was no longer green, Oda Mai confirmed that the "Yi Lin" in front of her was not the usual "Yi Lin".

After confirming it with the "knife", Mai Oda was even more sure of this.

There won't be any big problems if the real Yi Lin is stabbed a few times. After all, Yi Lin also has the ability to heal herself. But it is definitely weird to see black blood squirting from the neck of the "fake Yi Lin".

Oda Mai is very familiar with Yilin's blood.

and.

After Xu Anjing noticed something was wrong with the "color" on Yi Lin's head, he recalled the inconsistencies that Yi Lin had reappeared after losing contact, and discovered something.

"Fake Yilin" does not have the functions that an apostle should have!

In other words, even if the fake Yi Lin looks real, he does not have an apostle panel, no skills, no storage space, no small cards, and even no communication ability between apostles.

just now.

Xu Anjing frantically harassed Yi Lin with his voice. It stands to reason that with the frequency of Xu Anjing's messages, Yi Lin would be flustered by the waves of vibrations no matter how much she could bear it. But the whole process of "fake Yi Lin" looked like

It was as if the text message had not been received at all, which made Xu Anjing certain that there was something wrong with this guy.

Li Changge also confirmed it in his own unique way.

Privately, Li Changge's auxiliary mistress Ling Zhenzi has a good relationship with Yi Lin's Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi. Zhenzi clearly told Li Changge that she could not feel the existence of Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi from the "fake Yi Lin"

.

To sum up, this president Yi Lin, who seems to be very real, is a fake and a hammer!

And now.

The reason why the three members of Yi Lin's team temporarily surrounded and refused to kill "Fake Yi Lin" was not because they were afraid, nor because they couldn't bear to chop his face. It was because, through various methods, they confirmed that there was someone among them.

After the president Yi Lin was found to be a fake, a problem arises.

Where did the real Yi Lin go?

As Li Changge said, the list in the address book cannot deceive anyone. Yi Lin's name is still on, but the contact is lost. But no matter what, as long as the list is still there, it means that Yi Lin is still alive, at least still surviving the trial.

somewhere in the world.

The fake Yilin was surrounded by three people.

The smile became more and more weird.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and waved it gently in front of him. That movement looked like he was touching someone's head from a distance.

The moment Kairin made that move.

The surrounding temperature dropped suddenly.

Xu Jingjing's eyes widened, and when he exhaled, he breathed out a cloud of white mist.

"Don't worry."

Fake Yi Lin whispered into the air, then raised her head again, her black eyes were so weird and scary, she said with a smile:

"You may not understand many things even if I say them, and you may not believe them even if you understand them. But one thing I must tell you is that I am him, but not him, and I am me, but not me."

The fake Yi Lin said something incomprehensible. Oda Wu, Li Changge, and Xu Jingjing were not spiritual at all. Of course, they couldn't understand it and looked confused, thinking that the fake Yi Lin was making a fuss.

"As for where 'I' am..."

Fake Yilin paused for a moment, grinned her lips to both sides, and smiled extremely happily:

"In another world!"

"!!!"

The words were not spoken yet.

Oda Mai couldn't hold it in any longer.

Behind her, the spirit of the defeated warrior suddenly appeared, and the black light surged, turning into Oda Mai's armor.

Oda Mai's eyes were as red as ghosts, and her demonic sword was stained with blood.

In an instant, Oda Mai was completely overwhelmed by boundless anger.





Inside Tomoya's house.

The dog fell asleep.

no way.

The warm quilt is so comfortable.

Moreover, the gentle and excited look in the little girl's eyes when she hugged Gouzi tightly touched a certain forgotten memory hidden deep in Gouzi's heart, which made Gouzi unable to bear it. He couldn't bear to expose the girl's beautiful dream.

It's just that this doesn't seem good, it's really bad.

Gouzi knows his own behavior. At best, he is hiding his strength; at worst, he is paddling out to fish.

Forget it, let’s talk about it tomorrow.

I'll definitely try harder next time.

While the dog was sleeping in a daze.

In the stillness of the night, there was some movement.

There was a banging sound, as if someone was rummaging through the box and looking for something.

Wang Tiandi is indeed a real dog with excellent hearing. When he was sleeping in a daze, at the slightest movement, his two dog ears would suddenly stand up and straighten.

Of course, although Wang Tiandi slept soundly, he did not forget that he was in a trial full of dangers. The strange movement woke him up, but his body did not move, pretending to be in a deep sleep, and raised his ears to distinguish.

Following the movement in the dark.

Under the covers.

The little girl went somewhere unknown.

Only Wang Tiandi was left alone in the warm quilt.

The movement came from outside the closed door.

After the thumping noise stopped, there seemed to be three people, suppressing their excited breathing, walking up the stairs barefoot and stopping outside the door. The dog could even make up his mind from the slight change in the distance of the breathing sound.

One of the people was hiding outside the door, tiptoeing, as if fearing to disturb the dog's peaceful sleep. He carefully put his ear to the door and listened to the dog's movements in the room.

When the dog heard this, he opened his eyes wide and began to snore.

"Huh-hu-hu-lu-lu-"

outside the door.

It's a girl and her parents.

When they heard the dog's deep purring coming from the room, they felt relieved that they were not afraid of waking the dog.

The father was carrying a heavy metal box in his hands.

It seemed as if there was some treasure hidden inside, and the surface of the box was polished to a shiny finish.

"Dad, Maomao is back!"

"Nonsense, Maomao went to another world. How could you forget?"

The mother lowered her voice, trembled slightly, and comforted: "But it doesn't matter, Maomao is gone, there is another Maomao, this Maomao is also gone, there will be more Maomao, right, the father of the child?"

"Yeah! This is the new Maomao!"

The little girl's receptive ability was beyond imagination. Without any hesitation, she accepted the ghost setting of "New Maomao" in an instant, and then asked in a low voice: "Then... can we play a 'game' with New Maomao?"

The two parents discussed in low voices:

"Why is there again?"

"It should be the 'Praying Tree', right?"

"right?"

"It's really amazing."

"There must be someone who is quietly fulfilling our wishes."

"What are you waiting for?"

The man's voice, the child's father, was breathing heavily.

Girl: "What are you waiting for?"

Father: "What are you waiting for?"

Mother: "What are you waiting for?"

The family of three laughed happily at the same time and said in unison: "Let's play games with the new Maomao!"

"Ey-"

The door opened.

The dog was in bed, purring loudly. Of course he was awake, and he could hear the whole conversation between the three members of the family outside the door. The dog felt very puzzled, even if it was a new fur, it wouldn't be a problem if he felt a little aggrieved.

What the hell is a playable game? What game has to be played in the middle of the night?

Are you going as a family of three? Bring your dog?

It's hard for dogs to imagine.

The dog purred loudly and seemed to be sleeping soundly. This made the father and mother feel relieved. They placed the heavy metal box at their feet, turned their backs to the dog, opened the box, and began to place it on the ground one by one.

There were all kinds of "game props". Because the father and mother moved very gently, and because their backs were turned to Gouzi, Gouzi still couldn't figure out what game this family of three wanted to play with "Maomao".

At this time.

The child was lying next to Gouzi holding his chin, his two pure and flawless eyes seemed to be shining in the dark room.

"Hey, Dad, Mom, this new Maomao can stay with us for a long, long, long time?"

The father was immersed in his work, but he sighed: "It depends on whether Maomao Li is good or not."

"No, my fur must be very playful!"

Playable?

Under the covers.

Gouzi's heart skipped a beat.

It seems that the flavor of this sentence suddenly seems to be a bit wrong.

Something is wrong.

Something is terribly wrong.

Wait a moment.

The dog's deliberately pretended purr paused for a moment. It finally remembered that it seemed to have forgotten something very important. I don't know why, since entering this room, its mind has become dizzy and deep.

Unable to extricate himself from the girl's tenderness, Wang Tiandi suddenly forgot about that important thing.

It...is here to find a dog!

The dog was not found, but it somehow became someone else’s dog!

hateful!

Gouzi thought of business and became angry.

But when Gouzi was about to show off, he slammed the door and walked out, telling them in dog language that he was not the "Maomao" they were looking for, nor was he the "new Maomao", nor was he interested in playing late-night games with them.

.

The father, who had been busy for a long time, finally turned around. The father held a hammer in his left hand and a saw in his right hand. The mother had a vise in her left hand and a large kitchen scissors in her right hand. The mother gently handed the small scissors to the side and was about to use them.

The little girl who wanted to play a game took out a small electric drill from the box.

"Chi chi chi——"

The electric drill turned wildly and the harsh sound broke the silence of the night.

The doors and windows have long been locked.

Various "game props" reflect the dim light coming from the window and exude an icy chill.

If Xu Jingjing were here at this time and saw the various tools held by a family of three, he would probably be frightened by the "malice" entangled in them and his scalp would go numb.

The dog quietly squinted his eyes, and when he saw the real thing in the hands of a family of three, he was already staring dumbfounded in his bed, and couldn't even pretend to purr.

At this time.

Gouzi noticed that those game props exuded a familiar smell.

It has a "real Maomao" smell. It has smelled this smell several times in Maomao's former kennel, and it is very familiar and unmistakable.

game?

What the hell kind of game is this?

Is this a small game among humans that simulates demolishing a house?

When did this late-night game become popular?

The three members of the family moved skillfully, and a sly smile appeared on their faces as if they were printed from the same mold. They completely surrounded the motionless "New Maomao" in the bed.

"Come and play, Maomao..."

The dog's eyes widened in fear, and his green eyes were filled with a rare look of helplessness at this moment.

The girl smiled happily, raised the scissors, and stabbed Wang Tiandi's eyeball hard.


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