These are two faces that seem to have nothing wrong with them, but they leave people with an extremely weird feeling... Wang Ling and Fang Xing suddenly appeared, their dead fish eyes turned into double eyelids, and their personalities seemed to have undergone tremendous changes. .
How could the real Ling Zhenren be a chatterbox!
As Wang Ling's friend for many years, Lord Throwing Thunder noticed something unusual here almost immediately.
Could this double-eyelid chatty person be another clone like Crispy Noodle Daojun
He had this guess in his mind, but when he turned to look at the clone of "Crispy Noodle Lord" aside, he saw the face of Crispy Noodle Lord that was full of hostility.
Most of the clones have telepathy between them.
Obviously, the appearance of the chatty Wang Ling was not within the sensing range of Crispy Noodles Daojun.
"These two people are not in the same group! They are enemies!" Taojun Crispy Noodles stood up immediately, and he released his breath to suppress the two of them.
But at this moment, the white-sheathed girl on the side suddenly stood up and also released a breath. However, this pressure was not directed at Wang Ling and Fang Xing here, but at Crispy Noodle Daojun's clone.
The advanced avatar has its own independent will and thinking. Even if the main body is absent, it will act according to the main body's thinking mode. However, White Sheath is different. She is part of the spirit of the scabbard and also part of the spirit of the sword.
Therefore, the moment Crispy Noodle Dao Lord took action, Bai Sheath's savior spirit blade mode was activated instantly. This was not Bai Sheath's autonomous consciousness, but a subconscious reaction.
This move, Bai Sheath himself didn't even react.
"Hurry up and stop, my body is out of control!" Bai Sheath shouted at Crispy Noodle Daojun. Her dull hair was full of energy, shining like a holy sword.
"Damn..."
Crispy Noodle Daojun's eyes dimmed, and he finally decided to give up. He stared angrily at the two impostors in front of him, his heart full of hostility.
"Master Dao, what on earth is going on?" Dharma King was confused, Fatty Luo was confused, and everyone in the room was at a loss.
Since the last time Bai Sheath and Jing Ke merged to become Jing Bai, the bond between Bai Sheath and Wang Ling has been deepened again. The activation of the "Savior Spirit Blade" is undoubtedly the best proof of Wang Ling's identity. However, on the other side, Wang Ling's real body said that the two people who came to the meeting were fake...
What the hell is going on
Is it a clone
There is indeed such technology in the world of cultivation now. For example, the simulated humanoid magic weapon Head of State No. 001 is the best example of cultivation cloning.
But the cloned one is fake after all. It is still different from the original one, and it is impossible to activate a series of magic weapons that sign a contract with the original one.
So, what is going on now
Lord Throwing Thunder stood up and stared at Wang Ling and Fang Xing: "Brother Ling and brother Fang Xing, are you all real?"
"Can't you explain the problem, Miss White Sheath? Of course we are the real deal." Fang Xing held on to his long hair. In his feminine state, Fang Xing has a kind of charm that is hard to see in normal times.
Fatty Luo and Fawang secretly admired this... They didn't expect Fang Xing to be so predictable in his feminine state...
"Judging from Miss White Sheath's reaction, you two do not look like impostors, but your breath is also familiar." At this time, the Thunder-Throwing Lord suddenly spoke.
"True Lord..." Crispy Noodle Taoist Lord was anxious in his heart. He had already firmly believed that these two people were fakes, but since White Sheath was here to protect the Lord, it would be useless for him to take action even if he wanted to.
"Master Dao, please be patient, I will take care of it." Lord Throwing Thunder waved his hand, and Lord Crispy Noodles had no choice but to retreat. After all, he himself was here to assist the development of the war situation and could not act beyond his authority.
"Good luck to you!" Mr. Crispy Noodles snorted.
He forced himself to calm down and stared at the two impostors in front of him with hostility.
Thoughts were racing in the mind of Lord Throwing Thunder. In this crowded field, he was currently at the highest level, so he had to make some decisions like the master of a sect. He glanced up and down at Wang Ling and Fang Xing, who were suspected to be counterfeiters, and finally took a deep breath and said: "Brother Ling, you and I are brothers and sisters, and your normal state is obvious to all. Why did you become like this today? Lively? It’s like he’s changed into a different person... "
"Everyone will change. I know that I usually talk less, but I have already written chapter 992! It took the author two years of serialization to write chapter 992... It is at this tortoise-like update speed that I am in There are no more than 20 lines in the whole book, and I feel very tired!" Hua Lao Ling sighed deeply, feeling very bitter in his heart.
Everyone: "..."
Hua Nao Ling: "So I decided after learning from the pain last night that I must talk more in the future! As the protagonist of this book, how can I not speak? Change needs to start from scratch. I know this may be difficult for me, But I hope everyone can still support me as always!"
Lord Throwing Thunder looked at Fang Xing who was standing aside: "So Fang Xing also changed his mind after thinking hard last night?"
"good."
Fang Xing, who was in the feminine state, nodded: "You all know me. I have admired Wang Ling for a long time. I have decided to live with him as a daughter from now on. I will go get the certificate tomorrow!"
Everyone: "???"
Lord Throwing Thunder: "Is this... so hasty?"
Feminine Fang Xing: "Time waits for no one. Do you think I have to wait until I'm old before I can get the certificate?"
Everyone was deeply shocked by the words of the feminine Fang Xing, and could not extricate themselves for a long time.
"I see."
Lord Throwing Thunder sighed again, and he looked at Wang Ling and Fang Xing in the field: "Since you two have decided to make changes, we have no choice but to risk our lives to accompany you. There will be a meeting soon, do you want to Want some snacks? Let’s talk while eating?”
"Well, that's a good suggestion." Wang Ling nodded.
"Then since your brother has agreed, then... let's serve tea!" Lord Throwing Thunder clapped his hands.
Later, behind the screen in the conference room, several female disciples from the Zhan Lu Bureau served the prepared refreshments one after another.
Wang Ling was shocked when he saw it: "This is..."
Lord Throwing Thunder: "Dry crispy noodles with different flavors. For the sake of your brother, I specially hired a chef from Beihai to fry them freshly and prepare dipping sauces of different flavors every day to ensure that your brother will have the same taste every time he comes. They are all different! Brother Ling, don’t you like it... "
"No... I like it very much..."
"How about eating?"
"OK… "
Wang Ling cut off a piece of crispy noodles and put it in his mouth to chew.
A few seconds later…
There was a sound of "vomit" at the meeting...
Lord Throwing Thunder chuckled and stood up immediately: "Everyone! This is a fake! Let's beat him together!" There is no way that the real Brother Ling will vomit because of dry noodles! ! !
(End of chapter)