The moon stars are scarce.

Waves.

On the dark shore, the bright light was very abrupt.

When someone approached, they would see that there were tables and chairs set up here, and there were two or three dishes on the table, as well as two bottles of juice and a plate of melon seeds.

The undisguised sound of walking is particularly special here, the creaking sound of one foot on the sand, as if it were a deliberate reminder.

"Can you talk?"

"Enough."

"Huh?"

"Everyone who came here killed their other selves."

Looking at his other self with bloodstains on his clothes, Fang Xing didn't know what to say.

"You killed me?"

"No, the damned ones are alive again. So kill it again and try it. ”

"The result?"

"I'm alive again, like no one."

The two faced each other, looking at each other.

"I'm so handsome"*2

"Shameless!" *2

"Don't make a fuss!" *2

"!" *2

The conversation ends like a repeater.

Bloody Fang Xing grabbed a handful of melon seeds, sat on the prepared chair without any scruples, and began to speak while sipping melon seeds.

"How did you get here, how much do you know?"

"Rarely, I heard a voice urging me to come, and I came. Like a dream, without warning. ”

"Do you have any clues worth sharing?"

"I can only detect that the people around me have a common little secret, but I don't know the specific situation."

The two began to exchange information with each other, and there was no shouting and killing at all.

The ontology Fang Xing looked calm.

Bloody Fang Xing's eyes were a little nervous, because he knew himself very well.

He can't beat the body.

It's not that he doesn't have confidence in his martial arts and strength, but he knows how many messy things there are in the soul space of the body!

If ordinary people use modern weapons, they are really not afraid of bloody clothes.

But the strength of the two sides of the battle is equal, so there is no need to play!

According to his own understanding of himself, as long as he dares to make a move, the body can start throwing bombs frantically without hesitation, and everyone who can greet him will definitely take it out and do it. You won't stop until you've thrown away your inventory, or you're sure you can't put it together.

As for the spirit of one-on-one heads-up?

he——

tui——！！！

Non-existent, non-existent!

If you have a gun and don't use martial arts, how can you become a generation of grandmasters!

Therefore, when he saw that the ontological Fang Xing was willing to sit down and chat, the blood-clothed Fang Xing was relieved.

After all, even if it is oneself, there is no guarantee that it will be 100% synchronized when judging the other self.

It wasn't until the bloody Fang Xing didn't have anything to ask that the ontology Fang Xing asked the question he was most concerned about.

"The tenth man, who is it?"

Bloody Fang Xing heard the main body ask, pondered for a moment, and said:

"I think it's me."

"You know, you're not from this world, and when you copy it, you're superfluous, and I'm an accident caused by superfluity."

"If based on what I know now, the killer is able to completely absorb everything about the other self, in large part because they all have the same soul."

"You and I, although the relationship between ontology and reproduction, there is definitely a gap between the souls of the two of us. It's like I don't have a system or a soul space, and even before I see you again, I forgot that I have a system. ”

"This is the error that occurs because the soul cannot be replicated in its entirety."

"So the other eight people end up with only one soul, and you and I are the ninth soul that can't be fully reproduced, and I, the accidental tenth soul."

The ontology Fang Xing thought about it and shook his head again.

"Not necessarily ......"

"I always feel that this tenth soul has an extra deep meaning, according to your statement, the tenth soul has been involved in this nursery rhyme, but I have only entered this scene now, if I am a special ninth or tenth, then my sense of participation is too low!"

Both men were silent.

Different experiences can make two people who have almost the same thinking have different judgments.

Regarding the so-called tenth soul, no one can guarantee which guess is correct.

Listen to the waves with the wind.

The lamp on the table was also shaking slightly.

The two men glanced in a certain direction almost simultaneously.

The main body looked up squarely and raised an eyebrow at the other self.

"I hate this weird puzzle world the most......"

"You can't kill it directly, it's so troublesome."

As he spoke, the body square used its internal force and smashed its fist into its own clone without hesitation!

Blood-clothed Fang Xing's skills and internal force were exactly the same as his body, and such a sudden attack was obviously within the scope of his reaction.

It's just that the body leans back, the calf exerts force, and the whole person jumps backwards and flies out!

"Jumping so high? Acting! ”

The main body Fang Xing directly shouted, kicked at the coconut tree beside him, and the internal force swam away the body of the tree, and the coconut on the top of the tree crackled and fell.

Here, the blood-clothed Fang Xing was attacking the main body Fang Xing after landing on the ground, and he felt a yin wind coming towards him.

The green coconut slashed through the ears like cannonballs, smashed directly into a large reef of more than ten meters behind him, and then collapsed everywhere.

"Waste, this can still be drunk!"

Muttering softly, the two have begun to face each other.

There was only one lamp left on the table now.

The light is enough to illuminate the beach where the two are fighting.

The fists and feet were all going towards the damaged place, the eyes, the throat, the lower body, sprinkling sand to engage in sneak attacks and spit, and the two martial arts masters started a desperate beat on the beach.

"Giant axe chops down trees!"

"Scythe weed!"

"Rats walk the maze!"

"Spiders eat flies!"

"Elephant kicks!"

"Bear Paw Attack!"

The shouting and shouting accompanied by the sound of fists and feet echoing on the beach, as if the two sides were going to fight to the death.

During the battle, one of them accidentally smashed the lamp on the table, and the beach fell into darkness again.

A moment later.

"Gone?"

"Gone!"

"I'm tired, I have to act for others after chatting!"

"It's not real if you don't act, so be it."

The two let go of their hands, returned to the table and sat down, and continued chatting in the dark.

"Do you have any melon seeds, give me a handful."

"Acting in this play, I don't know if it's necessary to ......"

"There are quite a few, but the heroine of this world seems a little ordinary, and it doesn't seem to make much sense to call her. I really can't see how many important scenes this mediocre heroine has. ”

Bloody Fang Xing was stunned for a moment.

"Mediocrity?"

"Well, if you mean that Qianqian is very mediocre."

"That's kind of interesting."

The two looked at each other.

"Huh?!" *2

"You say it first?" *2

"Then I'll say!" *2

"Let's draw lots......"*2

(End of chapter)