Chapter 181: The counterattack of the clones, the doer Moon Worship Sect Master
The chat group has already been reminded that it will turn off Ming Yanwei's permissions in the main god space except for communication.
However, the previous scene has already been completely imprinted in Ming Yanwei's heart, so there is no need for special permissions, it is enough to upload the image in the memory, and there is no need to worry about alarming the main god.
At this time, Ming Yanwei was lying on the bed, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.
And in the void she didn't know, the mechanical voice of the Lord God was intermittent.
"Ming Yanwei, evaluating the extraordinary potential, began to copy.
Copying 10%, 40%, 80%, 99%, there is an error in the copy, and there is a special fault in the memory of the replicant, and it is impossible to continue to read the memory of the reincarnation. Memories are mutilated in a small area, the clones are unable to adapt to the special forces in the body, fatal mistakes occur, fatal errors occur.
Trigger emergency clearance to begin modifying the clone's memories and creating new memories to fill in the gaps.
Begin to carry out dark guide modification, in the memory modification, the clone's stress response slows down, and the tyrannical energy in the body has a special mutation, unable to find the cause of the mutation, unable to determine the direction of the mutation, give up modifying the clone's energy mutation, and let it mutate automatically.
The health characteristics of the clone returned to stability, the clone was successfully manufactured, and the launch began, targeting the demon team. â
Predator: A world.
More than a dozen people appeared in the dense forest out of thin air, as if they should have been here, without the slightest abruptness.
After a brief silence, several tall white men stood up.
A middle-aged white man with a long scar on his face looked at the sleeping newcomers on the ground, and a hideous smile appeared on his face.
"Head, thirteen people. A white man with long hair said with a smile.
"Haha, there are a lot of newcomers here, it looks like we can have a good time. Let me see what kind of newcomers are here, yo, there's a beautiful beauty. â
When several other people heard this, they all looked sideways.
I saw an oriental beauty dressed sexily and wearing a white tunic with a high slit skirt lying quietly on the ground. Her long black hair is like a waterfall, her white and translucent skin is better than white jade, and her picturesque face is slightly frowned, as if she has dreamed of something bad.
When several people saw this, they all lost their minds.
So beautiful!
Even if they are white and feel completely no different from most Orientals, they have to admit that the Oriental woman in front of them has a beauty that transcends the mundane and the race.
"Fack, we're making a lot of money this time. Tsk, such a beautiful beauty, I am reluctant to kill her. The man with long hair and a shawl had a face like a wolf, and his triangular eyes flashed with ferocity and cunning.
Just as a few people were talking, others also woke up.
Some people stepped forward with a flattering face, some people looked at Ming Yanwei with pity on their faces, and more were a little dazed, as if they hadn't adapted to the environment here.
A man with a similar face to Zheng Zhe, but with a grim and indifferent expression, silently stepped aside, his eyes slightly drooping with a chilling glow. It's just that a few white people who have been attracted to Ming Yanwei's clone didn't notice the change in the clone Zheng Zha's expression at all.
The clone Chu Xuan looked at the surrounding environment, his eyes drooping slightly, and he fell into deep thought. As for the other circumstances around him, they did not interest him.
Ming Yanwei lay on the damp and cold ground, and returned to that day, that day that she will never forget.
The boyfriend of the childhood sweetheart escaped at the most dangerous time, leaving him alone to face more than a dozen terrible and evil gangsters.
Ming Yanwei will never forget that day, the day when she was wantonly abused and treated like a beast.
She didn't know how she had escaped, let alone how she had survived such horrific devastation. It seems that he deliberately forgot something, or it may be that he has some unknown changes, and the clone Ming Yanwei doesn't know.
Sometimes, the face of a strange man comes to her mind.
Hazy, I can't really see it, I can only vaguely see the corners of his mouth with a bohemian smile, but whenever I want to spy on all of him, I can't help but feel a splitting headache.
For this man who has no memory at all, Ming Yanwei's mood is complicated.
There is gratitude, fear, and more respect and joy.
Ming Yanwei didn't know why she had such complicated emotions for a man who was completely unfamiliar and couldn't even remember his face. But she knew that this man had a great connection to herself, and maybe even to her escape from the nightmare.
Who the hell is he?
"Hmm. â
Ming Yanwei woke up from a coma with doubts.
She had just opened her eyes, and she was greeted by the face of a ruthless white Western man, and those hideous triangular eyes reminded her of wolves, lone wolves who choose to devour people.
"Ahh â
Ming Yanwei was startled by the sudden white man, and let out a scream in disgrace, while retreating quickly towards the rear.
"Haha, yell, yell, yell. â
Several white men came forward, all staring at the panicked Ming Yanwei excitedly. They like to struggle with their fearful prey, which makes them more excited.
Ming Yanwei looked at the few people with hideous expressions in horror, and her eyes were a little trance-like.
The scene in front of me suddenly overlapped with the image that had been replayed countless times in my mind. The pain that woke her up from her dreams countless times, the despair that woke her up from her dreams countless times, instantly poured into her heart again.
At this moment, Ming Yanwei's heart was filled with endless hatred.
She hated the boyfriend who abandoned her and ran away, hated the bastards who tortured and humiliated her, and hated the white bastards in front of her who had thrown her into a nightmare again.
Suddenly, an endless rage ignited a special switch.
It's like a volcanic eruption!
The crimson black light shrouded Ming Yanwei!
She floated out of thin air from the filthy ground, wisps of black smoke surrounding her like clouds of smoke, and the gray-black breath engulfed her, tearing through the void like a viper.
His originally charming face was only left with endless coldness, and his red eyes moved slightly, and there was a boundless sea of blood rolling in them, which made people shudder.
At this moment, she was like a witch from hell.
The terrifying aura covered the audience, making everyone feel that their hearts were pressed against a heavy boulder!
Especially the first few people who bear the brunt of it, it is as if they are carrying a towering mountain.
Ming Yanwei's blood-colored eyes suddenly looked at it, and several people suddenly felt as if their brains had been hit by an invisible blow, as if they had been hit by a speeding car, and they couldn't help but let out a terrible wail.
"No, no, the middle of the fourth order, the light of the mind, it's impossible, you're just a newcomer!"
Scarface clutched his head in both hands, his face contorted and screamed in horror.
"Die!"
Ming Yanwei's eyes were dead, unmoved, and she whispered coldly.
Her voice fell, and the black smoke cloud around her body was like an undead soul that chose to devour people, and it was like an abyss that devoured everything. Several people were shrouded in a black mist, and a terrible wail suddenly came from within it.
Soon, the fog lifted, leaving only a few pale skeletons standing in place.
Quiet.
There was a dead silence at the scene.
The clone Zheng Zha and the clone Chu Xuan looked at Ming Yanwei at the same time, their eyes flashing with strange colors.
Ming Yanwei's expression was indifferent, and when she broke through the realm of transforming gods, she successfully absorbed the information conveyed by the main god space and understood her own situation.
Replicas!
Are you just a replica?
But who is that man, why didn't he find a memory about him at all, but he couldn't forget it.
Ontology, Team Middle-earth!
I will find you and find the answer I want!
The blood-colored eyes of the clone Ming Yanwei are deep and terrifying!
Her red jade feet stepped on the void, looked at everyone indifferently and ruthlessly, and said indifferently: "From now on, I am the captain of the demon team, do you have any opinions?" Yes, die. â
The crowd was silent, bitter in their hearts.
Opinion?
Who would dare to give an opinion?
Also, if you have it, you will die or something, it's too much!
Zheng Zha and Chu Xuan glanced at each other and lowered their heads silently.
This witch can't be provoked.
At this time, Ming Yanwei, who was still in the Zhongzhou team, had no idea that her clone had broken through the realm of transforming into gods one step ahead of her body, and launched a massacre against the cultivators of the demon team, opening the queen mode.
She uploaded images from her memories to the chat group, successfully creating a new chat group chronicle branch.
Ming Yanwei succeeded in creating a new chronicle of information.
When everyone saw the prompt tone, they were curious to silently read the chronicle of the chat group.
A few minutes later, the crowd returned.
The undefeated naughty boy Gu Santong: "A trace of strength cuts the stars, and a weak breath destroys the world." The father of the group owner is angry, he can't be provoked, he can't be provoked, the father of the group owner is mighty. â
Angel Yan: "A trace of power cuts the stars, and a faint breath destroys the world." The father of the group owner is angry, he can't be provoked, he can't be provoked, the father of the group owner is mighty. â
Lunatic Master: "I can't afford to mess with the plus one!"
After reading the video uploaded by Ming Yanwei, Li Hao finally understood why the other party said that kind of thing.
He looked at everyone's words, a little speechless, and a little embarrassed.
All-knowing and all-powerful Li Daxian: "You can't blame me, who knew that your mission world was so weak!"
Ming Yanwei was silent when she heard this.
I'm sorry, Dad, I was wrong, we were too weak to give you trouble.
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Little Goblin Flame Spirit Queen: "Ah, the group leader's brother's coercion hurt me, my eyes, my liver, I can't do it, I want the group leader's brother to kiss me to get up."
(*â¯3â°), if you don't give a kiss, you won't get up. â
Tony: "Thank you for not killing the group leader, thank you for not directly destroying the earth last time, thank you very much, thank you very much." â
The corners of Li Hao's mouth twitched slightly.
You've gone too far!
Also, Xiaoyan Lingji, you are also broken, what you said is the intimate little padded jacket of the group leader's brother?
Li Hao knew that he was at a loss, so he could only change the topic.
Omniscient and all-powerful Li Daxian: "@æææä¸ģ, the sect leader hasn't come out of the water group for a while, and he's very busy." â
Little Goblin Flame Spirit Queen: "Huh, Brother Yue Look here, people haven't seen Brother Yue for a long time." â
Moon Worship Leader: "Since the last time I got the guidance of the group leader, as well as the advanced information I got from the group, I have been busy carrying out livelihood projects. Now that the second five-year plan is on track, I am discussing the details of the plan with my baby daughter. â
Everyone was stunned!
Rub, the Moon Worship Sect Master did so many things quietly?
The second five-year plan is already on the right track, so doesn't that mean that at least five or six years have passed on the Lunatic Sect Master's side, maybe even seven or eight years?
Wait a minute!
If seven or eight years have passed since the Moon Worship Sect Master, wouldn't it be said that it is not far from the beginning of the plot of the Immortal Sword?
Li Hao's pupils tightened slightly, and he was most surprised.
He didn't expect that he hadn't paid attention to the issue of the Moon Worship Sect Master for a while, and the Immortal Sword World had already undergone such a big change.
And, the second five-year plan!
Li Hao thought of the Moon Worship Sect Master's former goal, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly, and at the same time, he was extremely curious.
The Lunatic Cult Master has been diving for many years and has worked hard, how much has changed?