"Titicaca......"

The sound of chains rattling became harsh at night, and a burst of dogs came from the entrance of the village not far away, as if to alert someone to return.

When I opened the iron door, I saw dead leaves all over the ground in front of me.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of dust, which couldn't help but make Zhao Ke frown slightly.

Regent!

I saw Zhao Ke stretching out his hand and holding it, a feminine force, the palm of his hand was positive and backward, and with a slight flick, he saw the broken leaves around him spinning, condensing into a ball of grass and rolling down the corner of the wall.

After using the True God Demon Pill, his body changed.

When I cast my hand again, it felt as if everything else was at my fingertips, and there was a feeling that it was a matter of course.

It's like the source hand used before, although it has its ability, it is not complete.

Because he seems to be missing something, but now, after the change in his body, Zhao Ke feels that when the source hand is urging, there seems to be an extra energy in his body.

It is this kind of energy that has made the source hand have a new change.

Zhao Ke thought about it and felt that this energy might be the thing that really urged the source hand.

According to the records of the Book of Ten Thousand Foods, the source hand was originally a ruthless palm technique of Taoism, but it was improved by a Taoist priest and became the current source hand.

I believe that with the divine power of which Taoist master, the source hand will inevitably have a different look from himself.

How would Zhao Ke know that after eating the True God Demon Pill, he already has the power of demons, if it is calculated according to the internal strength of martial arts.

Zhao Ke is now like a void bamboo in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, and he has gained a deep internal strength.

If this is put in reality, those Taoist masters who really have real talent and real learning, and they have practiced hard all their lives, may not have their profound internal strength.

Perhaps this sense of contrast, Zhao Ke will not be strong.

But I believe that among those postmen, people who know a little more, such as Li Laohan, an old man like Li Laohan who has been walking the rivers and lakes for half his life, is estimated to have the deepest experience.

I have practiced a lifetime of stunts, but I can't afford a stamp, this kind of strong contrast is definitely not something that ordinary people can enjoy.

"Click."

I opened the door, and although it was only about two months since I went out this time, there was not much dust in the room.

Because when Zhao Ke left, he used plastic sheeting to cover the furniture and dining table, and the rest of the dust, Zhao Ke also used his source hand to sweep away the floating ash, condense it into a palm-sized solid soil ball, and throw it in the trash.

Walking up to the attic and looking at the empty room, a black coffin was laid flat in front of him.

** On the edge of the coffin, Zhao Ke couldn't help but take a deep breath, during this time, he had been sleeping in the coffin for a long time.

Seeing this coffin, Zhao Ke seemed to have a little bit of a sense of home.

Take off your clothes and take off yourself completely.

Compared with himself in the mirror in front of him, his white and pure skin, although he looks a little thin, his well-defined muscles give people a feeling of being like a leopard, full of amazing explosive power.

The four tattoos of different colors on both arms look a bit like the flower arms in the movie, the underworld.

And the silver tattoo on the chest shows the most mysterious side.

The swirling tattoo, one of the eight-petal twisted stripes, was dyed dark red.

Looking at my shoulder again, a piece of muscle the size of a bowl turned dark red, and it felt hard to the touch, as if it was a piece of dead skin.

Looking blankly at the mirror in front of him, he suddenly had a feeling that he was like a piece of paper that had been scribbled at random, which made Zhao Ke have an urge to pull off his skin.

I saw a flying knife, held in Zhao Ke's hand, looking at the smooth skin on his chest.

Zhao Ke's pupils contracted rapidly, and he pressed the flying knife to his heart.

Suddenly! Zhao Ke raised his head suddenly, staring at himself in front of him, in the dressing mirror.

is obviously the same face as himself, but in the mirror, the face is becoming more and more feminine.

The eyes are not confused, but with a very strong sense of aggression, sharp, domineering, and ...... Greedy!

The eyes were staring at him, slowly approaching, as if he had come out of a mirror.

Slender fingers, gently put the Dior 999 lipstick on the dresser, smeared along his red lips, pouted, and smiled slightly.

saw the woman hand the lipstick to Zhao Ke's hand, and at the same time naturally took the flying knife in Zhao Ke's hand.

The woman's slender fingers gently wiped along the blade, looking at the cold glow flashing on the blade, forming a sharp contrast on the woman's bright red lips, Zhao Ke's eyes couldn't help but be a little obsessed.

However, at this time, in front of me, the charming eyes suddenly changed, and the silver blade cut a cold light in the air.

With a wave of his hand, he cut Zhao Ke's throat.

"Ahh

Zhao Ke's eyes were round, looking in the mirror, the smile on the corner of the woman's mouth was slightly raised, and the figure gradually began to blur.

"I'm sorry, our ship is already fully loaded, you kind of newborn waste personality who can only harm yourself, you don't need it!"

Looking at it again, Zhao Ke himself was still standing in front of the dresser, but his demeanor had changed in a new way, staring at his bright red lips in the mirror, smiling slightly, and whispering to himself:

He threw the snow-white dagger on the ground and smashed it into the mirror.

"Bang!" With a bang, the spider web-like crack instantly caused countless pieces of the mirror in front of him to crack, refracting a face with a different appearance, and the blood followed Zhao Ke's fist, leaving a bloody mark on the glass.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Ke turned around, walked to the coffin step by step, closed the coffin, closed his eyes, and the silent space seemed to be quiet in the whole world.

Only at this moment, the active thinking in Zhao Ke's mind can be completely calmed down.

With a faint snoring, the sun shines through the curtains and shines on the coffin.

And the roar of the vehicles outside has also become more numerous.

"Click!"

Seeing that the coffin was pushed open a gap, Zhao Ke rubbed his eyes, sat up from the coffin, stretched his waist, and felt that he had never slept so fragrantly.

Sitting up straight, looking left and right at the familiar room in front of him, at this time, Zhao Ke couldn't help frowning, and noticed that the dressing mirror in the corner of the wall was broken at some point, and there was still blood on it.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke raised his eyebrows, raised his palm, and saw that there was a very small glass thorn on his right fist.

pinched the glass slag on his hand to his fingertips, and through the shattered mirror, Zhao Ke saw that his mouth was still smeared with bright red lipstick.

"It's you!"

The moment he saw the lipstick, Zhao Ke was distracted, quickly walked out of the coffin, walked to the dresser, and swept his eyes to see the used lipstick.

"I knew you weren't going to disappear like this!"

Zhao Ke took a deep breath, although he didn't know what happened last night, but he was sure that among his seven personalities, the greed that was very strong regained his body.

"Brother!"

At this time, in Zhao Ke's mind, a familiar voice suddenly came from Zhao Ke, it was Reem.

Since the last time, when he summoned his anger, Rem has disappeared, including which sister she is connected with Rem.

Maybe it's because he stayed with Rem and was used to Rem being his second pair of eyes, and since Rem disappeared, Zhao Ke also felt a little uncomfortable.

But at this time, Rem's appearance made Zhao Ke a little uncomfortable.

Summons the Butcher's Box.

This time, the butcher's box didn't cry out for hunger, and it seemed that the carrion from hell made him eat very satisfied.

According to his own memory, Zhao Ke made the body of a little girl, and after consuming a life ball, he activated the soul splitting technique to transfer Rem to this new body.

"Huh!"

In front of her, the little girl opened her eyes and looked around curiously, and when she saw Zhao Ke, she couldn't help but show an innocent smile on her face, and rushed forward to hug Zhao Ke and said, "Brother, it's great that you're okay!" ”

"I'm fine, tell me, what happened last night??"

Zhao Ke stared at the little girl in front of him, eager to know the truth, this feeling that made him feel foggy, made Zhao Ke feel very bad.

"I don't know, the last time my sister woke up, I fell asleep, and then my sister also fell asleep, and I was revived when you woke up today."

Rem's answer was obviously not what she wanted.

Zhao Ke stared at every detail of Rem's face, making sure she wasn't lying.

That's why Zhao Ke wants to make a body for Rem, just to look at her and make sure that there will be an element of deceiving herself in her words.

If not, nature is best.

But if Rem is lying to herself...... Zhao Ke didn't mind eliminating her on the spot.

"Okay, it's hard for you to get out, play around by yourself, remember to put on your clothes, there are a lot of bad guys out there!"

"Yes!"

Being given the body of a little girl for the first time made Rem feel a little ecstatic.

Zhao Ke's clothes are all very big, and she has already wrapped herself tightly with a coat on the boat, anyway, she doesn't go out of the yard, it doesn't matter how she plays.

After breaking up Reem, Zhao Ke made a small and made himself a pot of tea.

Taking out the cigarette bag and pot, Zhao Ke sat on the sofa, smoking unhurriedly, and at the same time quickly thought in his mind.

Reminiscent of Wang Na's mysterious phone call before.

It seems that he is covered with a layer of fog around him, so that he can't see clearly and can't understand, but it is certain that this fog must have something to do with the seven personalities that he disappeared.

"It looks like I'm really going to find Wang Na!"

The more fog surrounded, the more Zhao Ke wanted to know what the hell those seven bastards were doing.

Immediately, he saw the black urn on his desk, and when he raised his eyebrows, he saw Zhao Ke step forward and gently open the urn.