Stray Chapter 69: The art of drawing cards! reach a consensus

"Why are you doing this?!"

Murong Ziying clenched her fists tightly, only feeling that a flame was burning in her heart. He would rather hear a negative answer, no matter if there was another hidden secret in it, or if the other party was actually facing an injustice, so will appear here.

I don't want to hear such an answer, the other party admits that this is what he did.

It can be said that how much he respected the one in front of him before, and how much hatred and anger he feels now.

Why do people like this do evil? He has always insisted on cultivating immortals and accumulating virtue, and taking defending the world as his duty. For more than ten years, he has always drawn his sword to help in the face of injustice, and has saved many people. .

And the person in front of him clearly has boundless mana, can protect anyone he wants to protect, can save anyone he wants to save, as long as his mind moves, he can save thousands in an instant, which is better than his whole life practice.

But the other party has fallen into the evil way and chose to be evil... This made Murong Ziying feel extremely angry.

"Why? Is there a reason for this kind of thing?"

Xia Ran couldn't help but smiled softly, he leaned back slightly against the back of the chair, and the whole person's sitting posture revealed a leisurely meaning, as if he didn't want to waste most of his strength-

"It's just for convenience, I just have the ability to do so."

Such an understated answer, a natural logic, instantly ignited all the anger of Leng Jun Jianxiu.

The other party is not lying, just telling the truth.

—just for convenience.

—— just happens to have that ability.

—so the other party did it, for that simple reason.

It's not that complicated, and it's much less conspiracy. But it is precisely because of this that it is even more terrifying. Everyone can hear (make up) a trace of extreme cruelty from it (brain)...

This person simply wanted to do it, so did it, no reason and no need for a reason.

Under such a natural and terrifying logic, countless young girls in Chenzhou City suffered for nine years. They also did not commit any crimes, did nothing wrong, and were thus deprived of their youth and lives...

This kind of thing is probably the so-called fate... But such a fate makes people chill.

The sound of clang resounds!

Murong Ziying's answer to this, of course, is - out the sword! There was a sword light shining brightly, full of his anger, his killing intent burst out in an indomitable posture, angered into the sky!

Even he himself doesn't know where such power still remains.

It is not necessarily stronger than when he was in good condition before, but his mood is completely different. That is to use all his brilliant swords, and he is not even seeking to kill the enemy, but to master his own thoughts.

No matter what the outcome of this sword will be, and no matter what kind of end I will end up with, I must make this sword again.

I'd rather take what is straight than what is good!

This is the true style of the Sword Immortal. It blooms in an instant, leaving traces in the world. It can be said that at the moment when this sword was shot, his swordsmanship has reached a new level. Swordsmanship is like the melody of the qin, the thoughts, the rivers, the heaven and the earth, and it can be born with all things. Since it is a sword of mastery without regrets, it naturally means that his sword heart has been polished again. progress.

Of course, it's probably because he knows that even in such a close distance, it's hard to hurt a hair on the other side, so he has such a pessimistic idea.

The light of a sword turned into a piece of training, and it continued to expand in Xia Ran's pupils.

However, he sits still, and there is no panic in his expression, but a faint light flashes in his eyes, which has accurately captured the information and turned it into a thread of cause and effect, and filled it with the magic that was activated at a certain moment. go in the formula.

The technique is formed, the lines of cause and effect are connected, and then the effect is activated. This series of steps is just a matter of blinking an eye, and it is completed before the sword light strikes.

But in the eyes of Murong Ziying, who was angry with the sword, he saw another scene. He felt that a mirror suddenly appeared in front of him, and he saw that he was slashing a sword at himself.

Then the hallucination becomes real.

It was a sword that shone across the sky like a rainbow, suddenly burst out from the void, and the attack from nowhere met his sword light!

Boom!

Boom!

Returned by a powerful force, Murong Ziying, who was already at her limit, felt uncomfortable and wanted to vomit blood. She flew out all of a sudden and retreated to the entrance of the front hall before she could stabilize herself. shape.

He didn't even realize how his sword was blocked. He looked subconsciously and saw a familiar and unfamiliar figure appeared in front of him...

The reason why I say familiar and unfamiliar is because the most familiar person is oneself, and the most unfamiliar one is also oneself.

The blue and white Qionghua costumes look elegant and unrestrained, and there is a hint of a noble boy from a famous family in the coldness. The slender and tall figure is backed by a long cold jade sword gate, which has the history of Qionghua School The Sword Intent brand breath left by the sword-wielding elder exudes...

It is clearly another Murong Ziying.

At this moment, Murong Ziying herself had the feeling that she was looking in the mirror, but before he could turn around, the clone on the opposite side had already seen him, stunned for a moment, and then Immediately, he was furious—

"Where is the evildoer! How dare you pretend to be me?!"

What? Murong Ziying was suddenly startled, how could she be so straightforward and justifiable?

However, the other party has already rushed over with murderous control of the sword light, seemingly completely ignoring the other people around, or it seems that he can't see other people at all, as if he exists in a very strange world, with The only meeting point in the real world is the connection with the real Murong Ziying.

Next moment, the battle is about to start!

One after another sword light is like a long laser whip, spreading out towards the continuous rolling circles around it. It should have easily shattered the house, tore the ground, and wiped out everything, but it was unable to shake the front hall. any layout facility.

The huge and pure spiritual power swept the four directions, and the incomparable sword qi burst into the atmosphere, accompanied by the thunderous explosion, countless messy light and shadows rushed out like a tide, and instantly drowned the whole hall!

"How could..."

"Uncle Ziying!"

Everyone watched the two Murong Ziying fight together at once. Naturally, it was hard to say that they would just stand by and watch. However, as soon as they took action, another group of "them" appeared in the void at the same time.

The scene became chaotic for a moment, and it turned into a melee again.

Everyone was instantly suppressed by the other self, and there was no way to escape, and they were stunned to find that they couldn't tell which companion was the real one, whether it was appearance, temperament, spiritual power... …

Everything is exactly the same, as if it came out of the same imprint.

The only difference is that their own energy and energy have fallen to the lowest point, and there is no fair fight at all. As soon as the melee started, there is a tendency to be slaughtered one-sidedly.

"Teacher, I have dealt with the affairs of the house..."

Ms. Ouyang just walked in from the outside in a hurry, she was shocked when she saw this, but when she subconsciously used her spiritual power to try to resist the shock of the aftermath, she found that it all seemed like a phantom, even the breeze It doesn't even count.

Because even the air is quiet, without even any airflow.

The young Taoist sat still on the main seat, watching the chaos on the scene with interest, and the head maid was also standing quietly behind him, seemingly a puppet without any independent action.

"Pearl is back... How much is the loss?" Xia Ran looked at her female apprentice calmly, and asked indifferently.

Ouyang Mingzhu just stayed outside, just to repair the damaged courtyard of the mansion, deal with those puppets damaged by the battle, and count the losses caused by this wave of unpredictable disasters.

"My doll is basically wiped out, but there's nothing wrong with your doll, teacher. Basically, it just fell into a coma..." Miss Ouyang said unhappily and looked at it angrily. The crowd in the melee.

This group of people is so annoying, they won't stop for a moment when they come to the teacher, and is it so obvious to watch people eat dishes? Why do you choose your own puppet to fight, but you don't play **** the teacher's puppet?

Thinking like this, she circled around and came to Xia Ran from the edge of the battlefield.

Even though all her perceptions were telling her, it was real. There were huge forces colliding with each other. The aftermath of each blow could destroy at least half of Ouyang Mansion and blow up a bustling ancient street into the air. .

Unfortunately, it can only be seen and heard, but it can't be touched. It seems to be a battle staged in another interlaced spatial dimension... The momentum is huge, but it has only light and shadow effects, and has no actual power.

Her sleeves and hair were not blown up by the airflow, and the chairs and tables around her were also motionless, as stable as Mount Tai.

However, it is not very interesting to want to pass through such a realistic holographic projection, especially Ouyang Mingzhu's consciousness is telling her that every spell and energy fluctuation in it is extremely When it comes to lethality, it will naturally not ask for trouble.

The situation was one-sided, and soon the momentum gradually became smaller. While noting the melee situation, Xia Ran said, "Isn't this normal?"

"Huh?" Miss Ouyang showed a cute puzzled expression on her face.

"My people sometimes have flesh and blood, and they can be regarded as living people. Those wooden shelves of yours don't even have blood and blood. They are all zombies. They certainly know which type to keep. hand."

Xia Ran casually hit his own disciple.

"Hmm! This..." Miss Ouyang was not convinced and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she became discouraged, "I can't do that level yet, teacher, you teach me the human body Both biomimicry and alchemy are clearly understood..."

“Having a thorough understanding of the knowledge points is not the same as being able to do something, and your goals are set too high from the beginning, and it is impossible to achieve instant refinement like me...”

Xia Ran touched her chin, and seeing everyone being defeated by their parallel existence, she immediately revoke the corresponding spell and let the parallel mirror images disappear into the air.

"You actually operate according to the concept of sword casting, and you can do it in the way of sacrificing magic weapons. Step by step, as long as each step is correct, success is actually very simple, but it will take a long time. ..."

The scene has completely calmed down. The brief melee that just broke out has been completely suppressed by the card drawing technique, and it is also the last resistance.

After all, the group has repeatedly squeezed themselves into such a situation, and there must be an end. It is impossible to say that the infinite explosion of the small universe has really reached its limit. Everyone sat on the chairs with a tired look— —

Whenever they are easily defeated by another self, the next moment, the mirror image they are fighting against will dissipate directly, and they themselves will be manipulated as puppets again, wrapping their hands and feet with magic threads, allowing them to directly find a place to sit sit down.

It seems to take care of everyone's face, but in fact, it is domineering to the extreme, and is controlled by others from beginning to end, without any independent choice.

“…”

“…”

Everyone is powerless, even Murong Ziying and Qin Ji, who are the most stubborn and hate evil, are speechless and can only stare angrily at the arrogant pair with burning eyes. The two teachers.

And what just happened did completely break their hearts and energies. It was impossible to imagine what kind of magical powers that could easily replicate their existence and use them to defeat themselves.

With your son's spear, attack your son's shield, use his way, and give him back.

In the understatement, it reveals a hint of grand and mysterious supernatural power.

Even Liu Mengli, who is best at distinguishing different Liu Mengli, is completely unable to detect the difference, and even absurdly feels that the opposite self is real, and there is no difference between true and false...

In a sense, her spiritual sense is indeed very strong and sharp, and she has guessed the truth. The technique of killing in the mirror is not simply copying a person's mirror image as a puppet, but actually materializing the IF possibility of the enemy and becoming a real existence.

Thinking character, idea pursuit, memory emotion, everything that is thought and thought is that person, and there is absolutely no falsehood.

In the silence, Xia Ran also ended the conversation with his apprentice and looked at everyone with a smile——

"It seems that everyone has no doubts, although it took some time to reach a consensus ... but I think we have misunderstood each other."