The shadow is gone.
While I'm peeling? Or when you were dealing with that sarcoma face?
The word in blood once reminded me that I must always make sure that my shadow is still there.
But how can humans control this kind of thing?
The shadow disappeared without any reminder or movement.
Dong... Dong... Dong... Continuous knocking on the door interrupted my thoughts,
The knock came from the door opposite me,
There are only two doors in this room, one is the door I came from,
The other door is the exit, the door directly in front of me and the door I will pass through.
The bloody curse of the Zhang family reminds me to keep moving forward, avoid doors with knocks, and always pay attention to my own shadow.
It's better now, the shadow suddenly disappeared,
There was another knock on the door going forward.
It seemed that all my outlets were cut off in an instant, as if I was trapped in this room.
Boom... boom... boom... Someone is still knocking on the door opposite.
I helplessly tugged at the corner of my mouth and muttered: "Even if you knock on the door, I can't go."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door suddenly swung.
A crack in the door revealed a black and red color.
I was shocked,
The door is open? What's coming out?
A white hand first stretched out from the crack of the door and turned around to hold the door frame.
Then something pushed the door open, and the man's entire figure came out from behind the door.
I looked at the man and was slightly startled.
There are four black pupils hidden in one pair of eyes, an obvious scar on the left eyelid, and a knife box and backpack on his back.
The mocking wind dragon pattern is clearly attached to the left arm, and the right hand holds a bronze horizontal sword.
He sneered at me, and the Pulao dragon pattern on his tongue looked weird.
I?
The person who walked out from behind the opposite door was me, a person with the same clothes, magic weapon, and dragon pattern as me.
He has everything I have, even double pupils.
He continued to sneer: "Who are you? How dare you pretend to be me, Zhang Asi?".
I felt funny when I heard this: "Are you Zhang Asi? Then who am I?".
He raised the horizontal sword, clasped it with both hands and pointed the blade at the person:
"I am Zhang Asi, you fake!".
His eyes widened, and all four pupils stared at me. The dark pupils seemed to be pulling people into the abyss.
I couldn't bear to show weakness and looked at each other with double eyes, but neither of us benefited from looking at each other.
He transformed into a phantom and rushed out, leaving an astonishing green shadow on the blade.
I barely managed to avoid it, and looked at the other me with confusion.
That me is almost the same as me, the double eyes, and the bronze horizontal sword are exactly the same as me,
All I can think of is the disappearing shadow,
He should be related to my shadow. My shadow ran away without permission and then came back to kill me, the original owner?
It's funny to think about it.
He proudly waved the bronze sword and used his heavy eyes wantonly:
"With a great treasure, double eyes, and three dragon patterns, I, Zhang Asi, am the most unusual person in the world."
"You faker, you want to imitate me? If you destroy this faker, there will be only one Zhang Ah Si in the world."
Shouting, he used the Tyrannical Dragon Mark on me, threw away the bronze horizontal sword, and clapped his hands up and down in front of his chest.
And suddenly opened his mouth, the totem on his tongue came to life,
A roar entered his mind and stirred wildly.
His body couldn't move at all, and when he was yelled at by Pulao Dragon Pattern, his thoughts stopped.
He took one step forward, and his figure suddenly came over, undoing the posture of dominating the dragon pattern,
The wind-mocking dragon pattern on his left arm is bright and eye-catching, and when he grasps it with five fingers,
But when he was about to catch me,
I suddenly fell down, and my whole body was piled on the ground like discarded clothes.
He suddenly caught the opportunity and his face was full of astonishment.
Skinless, I stepped forward and grabbed his neck. His whole body twisted with the green fire burning on his five fingers.
"A fake is always a fake."
He howled miserably, trying to break free from my hands,
Although he has double pupils, three dragon patterns, and a bronze horizontal sword,
But it is absolutely impossible for him to completely copy it one to one.
How could he copy the soul flame from Li Youyou?
He also doesn't have the characteristics of Pee-peeve.
It's just a fake after all.
He roared unbearably:
"I am Zhang Asi! I am Zhang Asi!".
"I have double pupils, and I bear the dragon mark!".
"I am the real one, you are a fake!".
Damn duck, I muttered silently,
At this moment, a blood-red figure appeared in the peripheral vision,
The slender jade hands placed flat on the lower abdomen, the eye-catching red wedding dress, and the weird way of appearing,
"Ma Qing?".
I was stunned,
How could she appear?
The one struggling in my hand, I noticed the appearance of Ma Qing,
As if seeing a savior, he shouted with joy:
"Ma Qing, you came just in time, hurry up, help me kill him."
"He's a fake, kill him!".
Ma Qing ignored him and just stood dignifiedly. This made me angry.
He shouted angrily: "Didn't you hear? Kill him!"
"He hurt me, didn't you see? Shouldn't you have killed him?".
I watched Ma Qing calmly. She moved. I couldn't see whether her feet under the red skirt moved.
The whole figure is moving towards this side as if it were moving.
He saw hope: "Yes! Kill him, kill this fake!".
Ma Qing raised her jade hand, and her hanging fingers suddenly popped open,?
The me that I have been pinching is extremely deformed, like the plasticine that has been kneaded by someone.
It exploded the next moment.
My raised hand suddenly slowly dropped,
It seems that this guy pretended to be me and provoked Ma Qing.
Before I had time to say thank you to Ma Qing,
Ma Qing grabbed it with her backhand again, and saw that the door in front of her was torn open, revealing the next room.
Then the doors of the subsequent rooms were torn apart one after another, tearing open multiple rooms in succession.
A black shadow flew through the air, passing through several portals as if being grabbed by something, and slammed into the wall next to it.
The black shadow twisted into a ball and fell to the ground, then gathered together to form a human figure.
This is a ghost with no appearance and no clothes.
It is just a black shadow, like a shadow.
After getting up, it opened its mouth and roared angrily: "What are you going to do!".
"Why are you here!".
Ma Qing tilted her head slightly, and I could feel the endless gaze.
She said softly and simply: "He is the only one...there is absolutely no second one."
'No one can imitate him'.
"Crazy bitch," the black figure yelled angrily.
I finally understood, my shadow disappeared,
There is another me, the ghost caused by this black shadow,
And it created another me. It originally wanted to deal with me, but unexpectedly it touched Ma Qing's bad luck.
Ma Qing does not allow the second me to exist, nor does she allow people like me to exist.
Even if it's fake.
