Meng Li fainted, Lin Ziyue hurriedly beckoned the two Qian Qiu to come over and help, and the three dragged Meng Li to the forest. From time to time, white flocculents fell from the sky, Lin Ziyue crushed those snow-like flocculents, inside was the thread of cause and effect that had lost its light and shrunk into gray, and the part that had not been destroyed in the impact had been taken back by her, Lin Ziyue was anxious just now, and she didn't care how many causal lines she put out, but now she actually felt that the number of causal lines had decreased, and it seemed that this thing was not endless. Lin Ziyue didn't directly apply the causal line before, but only used it as a traction or vine-like aid, so she never found that the total amount of the causal line was limited.

Lin Ziyue saw the exhaustion on Meng Li's face and the frowns that were still frowning from time to time in his sleep, and knew that his layer might be more troublesome, and it must be closer to the core part of the "temple".

Now Lin Ziyue is becoming more and more interested in that "god", not to mention anything else, let's just say that the various abilities in it, not to mention the upside-down mirror space ability, can also copy the people Meng Li knows, which shows that the things locked up here either have too strong influences, or their own abilities are special, so they need to use such a complicated prohibition to isolate the people who come in while isolating the things from escaping......

Lin Ziyue checked it a little, and there were not many scars on Meng Li's body, not even any bloodstains, only a lot of scratches and small cuts on his clothes, and his body was dusty. Meng Li said before that he had been attacked by the fake Lin Ziyue, but now Lin Ziyue took a look around and found that he was not injured, could it be said that it was a simple illusion? But looking at his overworked appearance and the mess on his body, it is clear that he has really fought with something for a long time, otherwise he cares so much about the image of the person, he will not be on the island for a while and roll into the dirt, and even more so, he will fall into a coma directly after unloading his mental defense.

Meng Li didn't sleep for a long time, sleep was actually more of a self-protection mechanism for him to repair his mental power, and he woke up at this time because the vigilance in the trance had not disappeared, and he always felt that as long as he opened his eyes, he would see Lin Ziyue pick up a dagger and stab him again.

Lin Ziyue didn't, she was sitting on the edge of Qian Qiu, as if she was telling Qian Qiu something, drawing on the ground with a sword in her hand, and pointing at the other hand from time to time...... Pointing to another Qian Qiu beside her, both Qian Qiu were nodding their heads, looking humbly asking for advice.

No, how can there be two money mounds!

Meng Li came back to his senses and immediately subconsciously touched his side, but he didn't touch his sword, which made him break out in a cold sweat again, and as a result, in the next moment, something shook from the air and smashed down. Meng Li took this thing and saw that it was his long sword, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and then when he looked up, he saw Lin Ziyue smiling but not smiling.

"Don't hold it back, it's not funny. Meng Li moved his slightly sour body, sat up from the ground, and found that the three of them were at the edge of the woods, the barrier between the two islands was shattered by Lin Ziyue with the thread of cause and effect, and the white barrier that was originally covered in the sky had also disappeared, as long as he looked up, he could see the upside-down island in the sky, which was where he flew down.

Lin Ziyue threw another pot of water and half a piece of bread to Meng Li, and said to him, "Tell me, what have you experienced?"

"Hunt and kill...... Fake you, fake Qianqiu, and that kid named Blue also exists, but now it seems to be fake too. ”

"I guess you are so embarrassed, except for the fake at the beginning, Qian Qiu and I took advantage of your defenselessness...... Did you appear later?"

Meng Li was silent for a long time, and then poured himself several mouthfuls of water before he breathed a sigh of relief: "If it weren't for the fact that your line of cause and effect could not be copied, I really suspect that you are also an impostor who is ready to sneak attack me at any time, otherwise how would you know so clearly." ”

Lin Ziyue's expression was solemn: "Qian Qiu doesn't count, he doesn't have any ability, that Lin Ziyue and your own replica, do you have a lot of our abilities?"

"The physical fitness of the person who appeared later was almost exactly the same as the main body, especially myself, but every time I was defeated, the soul power of the person who appeared next time gradually increased...... At least that impostor me made me suffer a lot. But there was one thing that made me very uncomfortable, and every imposter I saw kept saying it...... You are the real one. Speaking of this, Meng Li looked up at the two twin-like Qian Qiu, the evil aura left by many battles on his body still existed, his eyes were like sword light, Meng Li almost wanted to dissect the two Qian Qiu to investigate clearly, so frightened that they trembled and almost hugged each other.

Lin Ziyue comforted him verbally: "You don't have to worry about this, the rules of each layer seem to be different." Both of these are real money mounds, I can confirm that. ”

Meng Li calmed down before he started talking about his own experience: "When I first woke up from the beach, I saw you next to me......"

……

When Meng Li propped up his body from the beach, another person happened to be lifted up by the sea and lay not far from him. Her black hair was soaked with the sea, and her clothes were sticky with a lot of sand, but she still held the moon cane that glowed white in her hand.

Meng Li checked that the sword on his body was still there, there was nothing unusual, the knife hidden in his waist and the fire spirit stone in his arms were also still there. The surrounding heat was disturbing, Meng Li looked up at the sky full of white light, and did not dare to stay on the unsheltered beach, so he carried Lin Ziyue half on his back and walked to the more shady forest.

After walking for dozens of minutes, he didn't see anything, even if there were no beasts, but there were not even insects and birds, which made Meng Li have some bad premonitions in his heart. Moreover, there is no river in the forest, not even a stream in sight, not even a puddle formed when it rains, it seems that you can only survive on the things in the storage space of Lin Ziyue, and you have to find an exit as soon as possible.

Just as Meng Li was about to wake up Lin Ziyue, she opened her eyes first and blinked before smiling at him. I don't know why, Meng Li always felt that her eyes were not right, but when she dreamed of something again, she was stupid: "Don't laugh, our situation is not very good now, this island seems to be very big." I didn't finish my journey for more than ten minutes, and if I didn't have to take you with me and I was afraid of startling the snake, I would have flown up to take a look. ”

"It's so hot, you can rest for a while. Lin Ziyue on the other side said, her voice was particularly gentle and moving, she walked to Meng Li and sat very close to him, looking at him with a smile.

Meng Li frowned slightly: "Are you okay......?"

"You've been gone for a long time, haven't you? I'll help you watch the environment, don't worry. This kind of place is not suitable for strenuous exercise, why didn't you wake me up sooner and let you carry me for so long......"

Lin Ziyue's voice carried a very soothing feeling, like a hypnotic whisper, and like a chatter that made people doze off, Meng Li's body became more and more tired in a trance, his eyelids became more and more heavy, his hand tightened and loosened on the scabbard, and he yawned non-stop. Lin Ziyue's voice was getting lower and closer, like the wind touching the waves, spreading the ripples of sleep, making Meng Li feel very warm and comfortable.

But then, an instinctive reaction to being targeted by the hunter made Meng Li feel a kick under his feet, and the sudden nervousness and sobriety brought about by falling like stepping on an empty staircase made him immediately open his eyes, and what appeared in front of him was a cold light!

Meng Li reflexively grasped the blade of the sword, and his palm was naturally cut open, but the tip of the sword was resisted, and it was difficult to enter an inch. Meng Li saw Lin Ziyue's cold expression, his heart was extremely cold, as the sword body was soaked in blood, a purple tongue of fire climbed up along the sword body, and burned straight to Lin Ziyue's hand holding the hilt of the sword, Lin Ziyue subconsciously sent away his hand at the moment of pain, Meng Li rolled to the side on one side, and had already held the sword in his hand. Meng Li's blood burned with purple flames, and the blood dripped from his palm and the tip of his sword, falling to the ground and the grass, but instead of burning violently, it slowly corroded the plants and the ground.

This was his sword, so Meng Li would have a dim sense of it, which was originally his companion weapon. But why did Lin Ziyue use his sword? If she wanted to kill him, she would need to be so troublesome? Especially at that moment when she closed her eyes defenselessly and extremely sleepy......

She is not Lin Ziyue.

The moment this judgment was made, Meng Li's eyes became fierce, the sword light grew, and the purple tongue of fire surged to completely surround it, drawing a distorted mark in the air, and decisively slashed in front of Lin Ziyue, but she did not dodge, not even panicked in her eyes, but stared at Meng Li indifferently, as if she was observing the guinea pig in the cage. When the sword blade slashed through Lin Ziyue's shoulder, it was not a blood flower but a white mist that flew out, and her figure quickly turned into mist and disappeared in midair.

Meng Li spread the purple flame of the sword body again, and the fine flames drifted out of the air, but did not catch any traces, and the white mist in front of him was quickly burned clean by the purple flame, and it seemed that everything was over. Meng Li took the sword and walked deeper into the forest step by step, since this was just a fake, then he still had to find someone else to do it.

After walking for long, Meng Li came to a trapezoidal stone platform like an altar, and there was a huge sarcophagus on top of the two-meter-high stone platform, and Meng Li jumped to it with a vertical leap. He placed his sword under the edge of the sarcophagus, his eyes lit up with a lilac glimmer, and with a huge "thud", the lid of the sarcophagus flew out, rolling twice on the hillside and knocking down several trees.

There was a sleeping man lying in the sarcophagus, who opened his eyes because of this loud noise, and when he saw Meng Li standing on the side, he immediately showed a weak smile.

"Lin Ziyue?"

"You...... How did you find me?" Lin Ziyue said as she struggled to sit up, but Meng Li's sword reached the center of her eyebrows.

Meng Li's voice was also very cold: "You have to prove that you are Lin Ziyue." ”

Lin Ziyue seemed to feel a little funny: "What kind of words are these? Let me prove that I am myself, how is it possible." ”

Saying this, she summoned a moon scepter in her hand, the moon scepter did exude a soft shimmer, with a very soothing light, as soon as Lin Ziyue raised her hand, a green light lit up in her eyes, and the grass and vines on the ground grew rapidly, circling to form a ladder next to the sarcophagus, she no longer looked at Meng Li, who looked vigilant, and sat on the staircase formed by the plants by herself, and then waved her cane, letting those plants put themselves on the ground.

That Lin Ziyue just now...... It seems that he really only holds the moon scepter, and does not have these abilities, otherwise why would he need to attack himself with his own sword?

Thinking of this section, Meng Li also breathed a sigh of relief, this time Lin Ziyue could no longer be an impostor, he also jumped down, and followed Lin Ziyue's side, she was looking at the scene near the sarcophagus.

Lin Ziyue looked at him with a very sincere look in her eyes: "If you come a little later...... Maybe I'll suffocate, thank you. ”

"Is this the time to talk about this?" Meng Li muttered, but his eyes wandered around the forest, thinking that he was almost made to fall asleep or even stabbed to death by an imposter just now, he felt that it was difficult to face Lin Ziyue's gaze now.

"That's right, we have to find Qian Qiu and Blue quickly, Blue should know an exit no matter what he says, otherwise his ancestors will not be able to take the secret out of here. After Lin Ziyue finished speaking, she grabbed the wrist of Meng Li's right hand, which was the hand he held the sword, Meng Li frowned instantly, he subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he didn't know why he paused just now, and he was a beat slower than her.

Lin Ziyue's head lowered a little, Meng Li couldn't really see her face, only heard her whisper: "My ability seems to be suppressed, but I'm afraid that they are watching us, and I can't show it...... Lend me a favor. ”

Meng Li was a little worried, and subconsciously wanted to grab her wrist with his other hand to feel the condition of her body: "Don't be too reluctant, we don't ......"

Before Meng Li's words were finished, there were vines in Lin Ziyue's hands that quickly rolled up along his arm, and the vines were covered with tiny barbs, and there was even a pungent strange smell on them, which was obviously poisonous, Meng Li instantly grabbed the falling sword with his left hand that came over from the side, and then a sword light was sandwiched with blood, Meng Li only then split the vines wrapped around his arm, but there were several small holes in his arm, and the blood-stained vines that were broken into several pieces fell to the ground, and purple flames were also ignited on it, which were corroded and gradually withered. Meng Li's wound was still bleeding, there was no sign of closing, and there were lilac fire chips falling from the place where the blood oozed, he frowned and picked it with the tip of his sword several times, each time a blood splashed out, and the barb inside was directly picked out by him, and the wound healed quickly, without shedding any traces.

Meng Li quickly opened a distance of more than a dozen positions from Lin Ziyue, and the blood near the wounds on his body turned into a little purple starlight, surrounding him, but it quickly fell to the ground, corroding the environment around him, and at the same time, it was also directly consumed, leaving no traces of blood.

Lin Ziyue's face was compassionate, as if she was looking at some kind of poor injured animal: "You are not Meng Li at all, I know you are an impostor...... But I still don't want to fight you to the death, I just want you to expend more strength, and better sleep more...... Then everything will end in your sleep. ”

Meng Li took a sip fiercely, the coldness in his eyes was gradually replaced by annoyance, this imposter still said that he was a fake until now? Do you want to be embarrassed? That kind of compassionate look made Meng Li even more disgusting, he didn't like Lin Ziyue always soft-hearted, although he didn't like it, but he couldn't disrespect it, but when this kind of compassion fell on him, Meng Li really felt a chill.

Without the desire to talk nonsense with this fake Lin Ziyue, the sword in Meng Li's hand turned in a circle, and the sword momentum became more and more condensed and murderous, and he flew out a little under his feet.

But there was a figure as fast as him, jumping out of the forest, the same sword, the same sword intent and the same cold and murderous eyes collided together, although Meng Li was stunned, but the sword did not stop, and for a while, there was only the sound of the sword body intersecting.

Another time the sword was blocked, Meng Li's eyes froze, and a purple demonic flame appeared on the sword body, the flame and the sword qi stabbed out at the same time, and the sword body was blocked, but the sword qi was like a short crossbow, piercing the opponent's shoulder before dissipating. The other party seemed to be quite jealous, and instantly took a few steps back, standing beside the fake Lin Ziyue, covering the wound on his shoulder, where white mist was constantly oozing.

Meng Li looked at himself.

The one on the opposite side was also Meng Li, standing beside Fake Lin Ziyue, with the sword light protecting her. The moon staff in Fake Lin Ziyue's hand was lifted up, and a gentle white light fell on that Meng Li, his originally pierced shoulder condensed again, and the Meng Li on the other side breathed a sigh of relief, and motioned to her to stop with her eyes, so that she didn't have to spend too much energy to repair his wounds.

Meng Li felt a little uncomfortable in his heart: "Now...... Anyway, don't you think it's obvious who the impostor is?"

Seeing him like this, that fake Lin Ziyue shook her head very compassionately, as if she felt pathetic because she saw a hard-mouthed replica, and it seemed that she was simply denying his words, there were too many emotions in it, and Meng Li couldn't read it.

So he stopped communicating, clenched the sword in his hand, and bat-like wings stretched out from behind him, casting a shadow around him, and in that shadow, the purple flames became more and more vigorous, swirling on Meng Li's hands, long sword and ankles, and his heart, which had been confused for a moment because of the appearance of Meng Li, was turning into a dead lake.

Only sword light was left on the surface of the lake, whether it was true or not, it was just full of pride, ready to go, waiting for the moment when the power was poured out. Meng Li's eyelids had purple roses blooming under them, and he told himself that only the bleeding self was the real self, and if he couldn't distinguish the true from the false, he would make it clear by the distinction between life and death.

His momentum also rose to the top with this decision, far surpassing the fake Meng Li opposite, and the faces of the two people opposite were extremely heavy.

After Fake Lin Ziyue and Fake Meng Li glanced at each other, one person stepped forward backwards and one person forward, and instantly rushed out in the opposite direction! Fake Lin Ziyue stepped into the depths of the forest without looking back, and the trees beside him grew unnaturally, forming a wall composed of heavy plants. The fake Meng Li never summoned wings or purple flames, but just rushed forward with the sword in his hand, and his face became indifferent, just like Lin Ziyue who wanted to assassinate Meng Li just now.

Meng Li didn't leave his hand, intending to fight quickly, his hand was raised, sparks were raised, and the sword light came first, even half a step faster than that fake Meng Li, and fell straight to his neck.

Fake Meng Li turned his feet, his body deflected at a strange angle, and he dodged the sword that came sideways, but the sword in his hand did not back down, and he actually came out directly, and would rather fight his own life than inflict a heavy blow on Meng Li.

The purple light in Meng Li's eyes softened, his footsteps swept back half a step, the wings behind him were horizontal, the sword in his hand retreated, but the light on the sword shone brightly, and a sword qi that had been condensed for a long time came out of the sword and rode the purple flame to the fake Meng Li's chest.

The fake Meng Li's sword pierced the wings that weren't hard enough, but it didn't stop there. Meng Li's sword took advantage of the situation, and the sword qi had already penetrated the fake Meng Li's chest, there was no blood flower, only white mist gushing in the air, like a boiling spout.

"Look, you're a fake. ”

Meng Li said, his hand was still trembling slightly, this sword seemed to be easy, but it gathered his spirit and a lot of magic power, compressing and deteriorating the edge of the sword qi, so that there was such a sudden explosive power. But his previous confusion melted into this sword, turning into a berserk and a sword intent that expressed his heart.

The fake Meng Li's eyes gradually became dilated, his appearance became more and more unbearable, his hands were on his chest, and he glared at Meng Li hatefully and said, "I'm obviously bleeding, it's ridiculous, I'm the real one...... I was thinking of using war to distinguish the truth, didn't you?"

Meng Li looked at the white mist on the chest of the person in front of him and frowned, where was there bleeding? Obviously, what kept gushing from his chest was the same white light flow as on the mountain wall. Meng Li raised his hand and pulled out the sword that pierced his wings and threw it on the ground, the blood oozing from the wound quickly turned into a faint purple mist and dissipated in the air, he condensed a lot of magic power on it, and soon the wound recovered, but Meng Li's face also turned a lot whiter, this fake sword actually carried determination, full of spirit to prove himself desperately, if he didn't use the sword qi and demon flame, I'm afraid the victory or defeat is still difficult to say.

The fake Meng Li noticed Meng Li's eyes, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "Do you really think you are real? Look at me, how pathetic, a demon who died for people...... This look is ridiculous, are you taking pity on me?"

Meng Li's expression was very disdainful: "How can a fake beat me, I do think you are quite pitiful, because I am with ......"

I've been with them for a long time and I'm used to it.

Meng Li stopped talking, this fake still did not give up before he died, disturbing his mind, trying to shake his perception of "self". I knew that "myself" was so grinding, and just now I should have directly let the sword qi pierce his throat instead of his chest.

"You know what...... I see that your wounds are all emitting white light...... Knowing this, do you still think you're real?"

That fake Meng Li fell down after saying this, and finally closed his mouth.

Seeing that "his" corpse gradually turned into white points of light and melted into the ground, Meng Li's face became colder and whiter.

He's also fake?

No......

Meng Li shot out another sword, and the purple flames on it burst out, opening a long and deep ravine along the sword qi, and the ravine was separated between him and the place where Meng Li had fallen on the opposite side.

"I believe I'm true, and you're probably believing it too. It's a pity that there is only one between life and death. So I'm real, and you're not. ”

Meng Li said to himself in front of the air.