Ma Qing stared at me quietly, the red cloth that half covered her face moved automatically without the wind.
A cold chill slowly climbed up my spine.
This coldness made me unsure whether she was coming for me or the fake Ma Qing.
Anyway, she's not in a good mood right now.
The fake Ma Qing behind him didn’t care about Ma Qing at all.
He reached out and touched my face, his nails slightly digging into the skin and flesh of my face:
He murmured coldly: "Ah Si...who are you looking at?".
Fake Ma Qing is not an enemy now, she even took action to tear the shadow ghost apart.
Her position is the same as Ma Qing's. Regardless of morality or affection, I shouldn't avoid her.
But at this moment, Zhen Ma Qing is staring at me with resentment, and the mood is slowly rising,
Since I have been paying attention to Ma Maqing's reaction,
Fake Ma Qing's attitude towards me has changed somewhat.
The real Ma Qing looked up at the fake, and the fake Ma Qing looked at it equally well.
He also deliberately got closer to me, and his illusory face gently brushed against my face.
Finally the real Ma Qing couldn't hold it any longer, she stretched out her jade hand towards the fake Ma Qing,
Fake Ma Qing knows her methods better than anyone else,
He gently turned around to hide himself behind me, forcing Ma Qing to temporarily stop.
I finally removed my hand from fake Ma Qing. She hid behind me and leaned her head on my back.
But now all of Ma Qing’s anger was directed towards me,
Her bright red lips moved heavily: "Protect her?".
Before I could speak, the fake Ma Qing behind me spoke first: "He is mine...".
When the atmosphere was anxious but as cold as an ice cave, the shadow ghosts that were torn into pieces gathered together again with difficulty to form a hazy black shadow.
It shouted angrily: "What the hell are you doing?".
"I created you from her shadow, you should listen to me."
"You bastard...".
The voice stopped suddenly, and the shadow ghost seemed to have its throat pinched, unable to utter a single word.
The two Ma Qings raised their fingers towards him at the same time.
Suddenly, different tearing forces from multiple directions tore it into pieces.
I feel for the tragedy of the shadow ghost.
One Ma Qing is enough to kill a ghost, but now two of them together, who can handle it?
As always, after the death of Shadow Ghost, the conflict between the two Ma Qings shifted to me again.
If I hadn't been in the middle, they might have started fighting.
But obviously fake Ma Qing is no match for real Ma Qing.
Fake Ma Qing suddenly grabbed my hand,
I turned around and saw that the lips under the red cloth seemed to be hiding a special smile.
She took my hand and put it on her neck, placing her palm against the jade neck that seemed to break if touched.
I don't understand what she did.
The next moment her smile became fuller, and her figure gradually became lighter.
Finally it disappeared in my hand, and a black shadow flowed along the ground and returned behind Ma Qing.
And there was a voice that softened and faded in my ear: "At this moment... you are mine...".
My hand stayed in the air, my expression suddenly confused,
She knew that she was not the real Ma Qing, and she knew that she was not Ma Qing's opponent. She never thought about competing with Ma Qing.
Maybe all she wanted was a brief moment.
Click!
A crisp sound of fractures and severe pain brought me back to my thoughts.
I reluctantly frowned and looked at my hands.
The index finger of the hand that had just touched the fake maqing was straightened upward beyond the limit of the human body, almost parallel to the back of the hand.
I also noticed the resentment and anger coming from Ma Qing,
Click...this time, the little finger pointed upwards and stretched over the head, at the moment Ma Qing pointed downwards.
Seeing her about to bend a finger again,
At this time, the shadow ghost came to life again,
Countless dark fragments gathered into a black shadow and opened a big mouth, roaring vently:
"That damn shadow actually touched me!".
I cast a grateful look at the shadow ghost,
Ma Qing looked around and seemed to have found someone to vent her anger on.
It was as if he suddenly understood who the real murderer was.
With five fingers in the air, he controlled the shadow ghost that wanted to escape.
Then came the torture, and the shadow ghost was torn into pieces again.
Ma Qing watched quietly as it slowly gathered.
I worked on my broken finger silently.
This shadow ghost is so capable of causing trouble. Not only did he create my shadow, he also provoked Ma Qing.
Even if it provoked Ma Qing, it also brought out Ma Qing's shadow.
The shadow ghost probably didn't expect that Ma Qing's shadow was not under its control at all, and could even kill it.
Now Ma Qing hates Shadow Ghost for creating another one of her.
In short, the shadow ghost is capable and knows how to survive, but it can also seek death.
The shadow ghost is not completely immortal. Every time the shadow ghost is torn apart, the size of the shadow ghost and the degree of completion when gathered into a human form are reduced.
It won't take more than a few times for the shadow ghost to be finished.
After being tortured several times, the shadow ghost became increasingly weak. While being torn apart, it roared at me:
"Sooner or later you will die in her hands!".
'She is definitely not something you can control! '.
I responded calmly: "Of course, I owe her this."
The shadow ghost slowly closed his mouth, seemingly speechless.
Once again it was torn to pieces.
This time it barely formed a black ball, opened its mouth and said:
"Without me, your shadow will disappear!".
"Do you think you have a shadow?".
I woke up suddenly and quickly looked back at my shadow.
He found that his shadow had not come back, unlike Ma Qing.
After killing the fake...my shadow didn't come back!
"What did you do?" I stared at it coldly.
Seeing my mood swings, it even laughed happily until it was torn apart by Ma Qing.
After a while, it recovered. This time, it was only a shadow the size of a human head. It opened its mouth and smiled:
"Hahaha...you're in a hurry...you're in a hurry!".
"You...just be a member of your Zhang family, Zhang Asi...".
After saying this, it shattered into several pieces of black cloth. This time, it showed no sign of gathering together.
The pieces of black cloth that would normally move slowly now seemed dead and lifeless.
I glanced at Ma Qing. She stared at me and her figure faded. A touch of touching red lips and a crescent moon remained in my impression.
Ma Qing left...that means the shadow ghost was killed.
