"It's you?" Seeing her tearing off the human-skin mask on her face, the woman in black exclaimed, her skin as perfect as a wall didn't have the slightest bit of rot she had transferred on it, her eyes were round, and she asked in surprise. Said, "The corpse replacement technique was actually solved by you!?"
"You're surprised, it's all about the time, isn't it?" Qiong stood there like Ao Mei, unloading the equipment to disguise herself as a fat mother, and said, "The connection between you and me can not only make the You got your body from me, and you can also let me find your position through this connection, how about it, do you feel more helpless and annoyed now?"
"Hmph, you really have a big fate. I really didn't expect that you won't die!" Luo Qingrou took off the black hat covering her head, the hair on her scalp glowed faintly red, and she clenched her silver teeth, ruthlessly. He said fiercely, "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have become the pitiful and pathetic appearance I am now. If it wasn't for your sudden appearance, I wouldn't have died. My tragedy is all because of you. You really deserve to die!"
"You still haven't understood where your misery comes from. It's really sad." Joan sneered, sighed, shook her head and said, "It's true that my appearance ended your short life, but your The misery comes entirely from yourself. If you didn't have a strong desire to survive and take revenge, how could the people of the Jiuli people succeed in making you look like this? If it wasn't for your crooked thoughts, why did you become such a person? What about the appearance of being neither a ghost nor a ghost? If it wasn't for what you thought was not your own, you would have already reincarnated in the next life and lived a happy life. So miserable, you can't blame others, you can only blame yourself for being greedy ."
"You are talking nonsense! If it wasn't for you, if it wasn't for him, how could I be like this!?" Luo Qingrou was severely stimulated by Qiong's words. Looking at this face that was exactly the same as her, she instantly fell into madness. He frantically waved the crying baby in his hands, smiled mournfully, and said, "It doesn't matter, I can't kill you now, I can wait, if my body has enough baby blood, I can keep the same as yours, It doesn't matter, it won't be long before I can become just like you." As he spoke, he directly bit off the baby's neck.
But unexpectedly, the baby's cry did not stop, it kept repeating like a machine, Luo Qingrou didn't drink the blood she needed when she bit down, she raised her head in surprise and looked at herself carefully The baby in her hand said in surprise, "Fake!? You actually held a fake baby to lure me into the bait!? What's the matter with this cry!?" Luo Qingrou opened the swaddling clothes that wrapped the baby, and a rectangular The iron-like thing fell to the ground, and it was the cry of a baby made by that thing. He picked it up in surprise, played with it, studied it for a long time, and said in a stunned voice, "What the hell is this!?"
"Recording pen." Qiong's voice sounded faintly, but the words Luo Qingrou had never heard before. Smoothing his hair, he said in a low voice, "I was prepared to sacrifice the second baby in order to lead you out, but I accidentally found this thing, so I used it."