Da da da.
Crisp footsteps came from behind Nanfeng.
In this cave with extremely poor visibility, the sudden sound of footsteps is particularly penetrating.
Even though Nanfeng had been mentally prepared for it, his hair still stood up.
He quickly turned his head and threw a flash bomb that he had already held in his hand behind him.
Uh-huh!
A bright light flashed!
Under [low-light night vision goggles], Nanfeng could clearly see the figure standing 10 meters behind him.
That man looked exactly like Nanfeng.
He is the second south wind transformed from this illusion.
Fake Nanfeng also wore [low-light night vision goggles], and the flash bomb did not cause him any inconvenience.
"It's boring. I don't even need to judge, I know you are fake."
Nanfeng shook his head gently.
He originally wanted to see what kind of tricks this illusion could create, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that.
Even if the people appearing behind him now are Xiao Luo, Xu Ming, and Shen Pan, Nanfeng still has to use up a few brain cells to judge whether they are true or false.
But if there is a dummy Nanfeng, there is no need to judge at all.
It must be fake.
Nanfeng raised the Desert Eagle and was about to pull the trigger when the fake Nanfeng in front of him spoke: "Are you so sure that I am fake?"
This question was a bit funny. Nan Feng chuckled and shook his head: "What else? Am I a fake?"
"Is there a possibility that we are all fake?" Fake Nanfeng slowly walked forward and said, "Or maybe we are all real?"
What theory is this?
Nanfeng shrugged, not wanting to discuss such a profound philosophical issue with the fake Nanfeng, and directly pulled the trigger.
boom!
The Desert Eagle roared and a magic bullet suddenly shot out.
The fake Nanfeng on the opposite side turned his head to avoid the shot, raised the Desert Eagle with his backhand, and also shot at Nanfeng!
boom!
Nanfeng also turned his head to avoid the shot.
His pupils shrank, and his eyes were fixed on the fake Nanfeng opposite.
This guy is stronger than the fake south wind in yesterday's fantasy!
And much stronger!
"Is there a possibility that the real Nanfeng is already dead a long time ago?" The fake Nanfeng looked calm and continued to approach Nanfeng, "We are both products of this illusion. Which one of us can get out of here? Who is the real south wind.”
this……
Nanfeng was stunned and began to think about the possibility of this statement.
Fake Nanfeng didn't give Nanfeng much time to think. He pointed at his brain and said, "We both have exactly the same memories, the same habits, and the same abilities."
"I know the people you know, and I also own the equipment you have."
"Why do you think you are real and I am fake?"
Nanfeng was suddenly stunned.
What this guy said makes sense.
Two people who look exactly the same, have exactly the same memories, and even have the same behaviors and habits.
So who is the real one?
Or are both real?
Nanfeng looked at the fake Nanfeng and pondered: "What's the name of the female classmate I had a crush on in elementary school?"
This is Nanfeng's memory before he crossed over. He was testing what fake Nanfeng said.
If Fake Nanfeng cannot name his female classmate, it means that the memory he possesses is incomplete.
Fake Nanfeng replied without thinking: "Zuo Wei, she is your front desk. You like to pull her pigtails to try to attract her attention. She is the team leader. You always fail to hand in your homework because you want her to rush you. , so that you can say a few more words to her..."
"Stop, stop, stop." Nanfeng stopped quickly.
These are all stupid things Nanfeng did when he was a child. Thinking of Nanfeng now makes him pick his feet in embarrassment.
Damn it, this fake Nanfeng even has memories from before he traveled through time?
As if he had guessed Nanfeng's doubts, the fake Nanfeng explained: "I said, our memories are the same, we are both the real Nanfeng."
"The main reason why I explain so much to you is that I don't want to kill each other anymore."
"I want to cooperate with you. Let's find a way to break this illusion and get out of here."
"If we two Nanfeng join forces, is there anything in this world that we can't get?"
Fake Nanfeng stopped five steps away from Nanfeng, stopped moving forward, and quietly waited for Nanfeng's answer.
Two south winds join forces...
Nanfeng's heart moved. He knew how strong he was.
If someone else helps me, wouldn't that mean I'm invincible?
However, Nanfeng was hypnotized by Sikong Boxue once, and his will became much firmer, and he was not deceived by the fake Nanfeng.
He shook his head, his brain spinning rapidly, and he quickly found the loophole in fake Nanfeng's words.
"You just said, 'Zuo Wei, this is your front desk'."
"What you said is wrong, there is no sense of empathy."
"If you really think you are Nan Feng, then you should say 'Zuo Wei, you are my front desk'."
Nanfeng once again raised the Desert Eagle and pointed it at the fake Nanfeng in front of him: "You just have my memory. In fact, deep down in your heart, you don't think you are me at all."
Fake Nanfeng was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "That makes sense, I will pay attention to this detail next time."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them pulled the trigger at the same time!
boom! boom!
This fake Nanfeng's marksmanship was very accurate, but the damage was still a little low, and he was quickly killed by Nanfeng.
Nanfeng also had a few blood holes on his body, but it was not a big problem. He now had a lot of health and could withstand it.
Faking Nanfeng's death, Nanfeng found a cloud of black energy floating out of his body, and he hurriedly threw an [Eye of Insight] over it.
[Shadow Elf]: Level 20 (Lord Level)!
"It's really you..."
Nan Feng sneered, and just as he was about to shoot, the [Shadow Elf] had already run through the wall.
This is a ferocious beast that only dares to hide behind the scenes and play tricks. Once discovered, it will run away.
Nanfeng searched for a long time in the cave, but could not find any trace of the [Night Elf], so he had to give up.
"Forget it, it's just a lord, just run away."
This time, Nan Feng did not enter the cave too deeply, so he returned directly along the same path and soon emerged from the entrance on the waterfall side.
Opening the panel, Nanfeng chatted with Nancheng's brother in the cross-region channel and found that Xiao Luo still didn't reply to the message.
I don’t know where this guy went?
"First find a place to relax for a while, and then go hunting for ferocious beasts to level up."
Nanfeng hasn't slept since early yesterday morning. Now he is very tired and needs to rest.
Fortunately, he is very energetic now and can recover after just two or three hours of sleep.
He climbed up a big tree and fell asleep leaning against the trunk.
Nanfeng, who had not dreamed for a long time, dreamed again tonight.
He can now clearly know that he is in a dream. This feeling is very mysterious, as if he is an outsider, watching himself dream.
In the dream, he saw two Xiao Luo fighting each other, fighting to the death, covered in blood. .81zw.??m
"Two Xiao Luo..."
Nanfeng raised his eyebrows and suddenly realized.
He knew that Xiao Luo must have entered the cave in Area 527 again and fell into a fantasy!
The panel couldn't be opened in the fantasy world, so Xiao Luo couldn't reply to the message.
"You have to wake up quickly and let Su Zeran take people to find Xiao Luo in the cave!"
Nan Feng raised his hand and wanted to give himself a big slap to wake him up.
But his arm was held.
Nanfeng slowly turned his head and looked at the person who appeared silently beside him.
This is a woman.
She has no ears.
"you……"
Nanfeng was shocked, this woman was actually that stone sculpture!
That red star woman!
The Red Star woman looked at Nan Feng and only left one sentence: "We can't win."
After saying that, her figure slowly drifted away.
The south wind suddenly woke up!
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
