Through the familiar face in front of him, he seemed to see a marquee-like vision......

The master took the little boy by the hand and walked in and told Xia Bo, "This is your junior brother. ”

Then he was born dimly - carrying Xia Bo's resentment towards his master, his jealousy for Su Mo, and his hatred for himself.

Standing in the third perspective, he coldly watched the jealousy and inferiority complex that continued to pour out in Xia Bo's heart, and then threw them all to himself.

Then he faced the little boy gently with a posture that would not annoy the master: "Hello, my name is Xia Bo, what is your name, little junior brother?" ”

When Xia Bo bent down and stared at the little boy, he also saw the boy's appearance clearly with this gaze.

The porcelain white face did not have half of the innocence that a child should have, and the pupils under the fragmented black hair were empty of black holes, as if he simply ignored Xia Bo's previous words, he did not say a word.

It's such a disregard and indifference that has become Su Mo's first impression on Xia Bo and Bai Scale.

After that, Xia Bo tried to get along with his junior brother as much as possible, but was rejected by Su Mo's almost cold attitude.

Sometimes, the more you degrade yourself to humbleness, the more contemptuous you become.

As time passed, the master focused more on Su Mo's body, and even taught him his proud sword skills...... And the gaze that Xia Bo had received was gradually stripped away.

Xia Bo hated Master, hated Su Mo, and hated himself even more.

But so what?

Xia Bo, a useless coward, was stimulated like this in the end, but in the end, he was just self-pity, and what was even more ironic was that the more stimulated Xia Bo was, the more unbreakable his base as a second personality became.

Also...... Since Xia Bo wants to throw away the inferiority complex and cowardice hidden in his character, and he does not dare to face reality, then he naturally has the meaning of existence.

Looking back on all this, looking at Su Mo in front of him as before, Bai Yan calmed down instead, revealing an unpredictable smile.

"I want to thank you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to ...... now"

His words suddenly stopped, and the hand holding the hilt of the knife that wanted to stab Su Mo's heart came to a halt.

No...... It's not so much stagnation as being killed.

A slit appeared in the blonde youth's wrist, and a column of blood suddenly splattered from the gap, and his entire right hand fell off.

The sound of the knife clashing on the ground suddenly filled the silent barrier, bringing the white scales back to their senses, full of surprise.

Incredible, incredible.

The trick that had been brewing for so long before was cracked like this, but he didn't show a look of fear, but let out a sigh of amazement:

"A knife can cut my locks...... How exactly do you do that? Should I say that the old man's private sword skills are really powerful......

Su Mo shook his head slightly.

Earlier, he was moving too fast, and the lock was almost shattered along with his hand, which is why White Scale had such an illusion.

"I see...... That's how Xiaoya died. "White Scales seems to have realized something.

Su Mo didn't ask who Xiao Ya was, just like the person on the other side didn't ask how he managed to get out of control.

They have lived with each other for two years and fought secretly for four years, and in a short time, they have already made the two familiar with everything about each other......

Whether it's personality, ability, or weakness.

However, it is precisely because of this that both men want to kill each other without exception.

It is not hatred that is stirring up, but familiarity that is even more difficult to understand.

Whether it is Bai Yan or Su Mo, they can't stand the existence of a person in the world who knows everything about themselves.

The white scales are out of their own paranoia, and Su Mo is from their own nature.

But in any case, the relationship between the two at this moment is obviously endless.

"Thank you for what you said earlier...... Repay with your life. ”

Abruptly, Su Mo spoke.

Enveloped in a wave of scorching heat, he aimed his knife at Whitescale's throat.

Useless...... Useless......

The same scene, the same blade, did not make the white scales at all.

He waved his intact right hand and chanted:

“Separata a tenebris ad lucem et mortem， seruitutem placet in conspectu Domini et vivet。”

The white-scaled man was as pretentious as he was when he chanted the incantation.

How can such a lengthy word be faster than a knife?

However, when the familiar touch was fed back into Su Mo's hand, the head did not roll off, and the words did not stop.

But his face remained unchanged, and his elbow pushed the blonde youth to the ground with great force, and then began to cut open the puppet's body with a knife.

Unfolding in front of you is a microscopic picture far from human.

Scraping away the wriggling flesh that Su Mo had guessed before, there was another mystery that constituted the secret of the entire puppet's action - all kinds of glittering matte black crystals.

These crystals connect the main joints of the puppet and become the part of the puppeteer's hands that can be used to give instructions.

But what surprised him was that the joints and basic organs under the flesh and skin of the doll were still preserved.

…… It was a far cry from what he had seen four years earlier.

What is a doll? It's just that it looks like a human artifact.

However, the current puppet is different from the original puppet.

Just when Su Mo was stunned, those spells came to an end in a blink of an eye.

Psychic sensitivity made his scalp tingle, reminding him that he had to stop the last syllable.

The granulations on the surface of the doll's skin in front of you are rapidly bonding, and it is believed that it will soon change to the original appearance.

…… It's not from the puppet in front of you.

Without looking up, Su Mo could know that the white scales hooked the corners of his mouth that were in his hands.

There is still time.

Su Mo, who was dormant and observing, moved, but not at the puppet, but at the air in front of him.

- Click

With this clean and light sound, the vision that had just been formed by the spell disappeared, and the puppet lost its support, and its limbs and body all made a 'sizzle' sound as if they were dissolving, like the white scales that had been 'tsk' before.

Su Mo, who was half-kneeling to facilitate his movements, stood up, he shook his body, and fine small red dots appeared from his neck at this time, and then disappeared.

Almost......

This fight in the air let Su Mo know that Bai Yan had improved a lot.

Even though he knew that a large part of White Scale's strength was displayed by relying on dolls, he was still a little humiliated.

"It's been a long time since I've had such a strong emotion......

Holding the umbrella back in his hand, Su Mo was about to leave, when he found that the enchantment in front of him had unexpectedly opened a big hole - he had long been unable to control the force of the previous few times.

Enchantments aren't maintained by people, so even if they're crumbling, they can barely obscure most people's vision.

That's right...... It's the majority of people.