Da, da, da.

Behind the south wind came the sound of crisp footsteps.

In this cave with a very poor view, the sudden sound of footsteps is particularly insightful.

Even if Nanfeng had been mentally prepared for a long time, his hairs still stood on end.

He quickly turned his head and threw behind him a flashbang that he had already pinched in his hand.

Swish!

Flashes of bright light!

Under the [Shimmer Night Vision Goggles], Nanfeng clearly saw the figure standing 10 meters behind him.

That person looks exactly like the south wind.

He is the second south wind conjured up from this illusion.

The fake south wind also wore [Shimmer Night Vision Goggles], and the flashbang did not cause him any inconvenience.

"It's boring, I don't even need to judge to know that you're fake."

Nanfeng shook his head slightly.

He had wanted to see what the illusion could do, but now it seemed that it was no more than that.

Even if the people who appear behind him now are Xiao Luo, Xu Ming, and Shen Juan, Nanfeng has to consume a little bit of brain cells to judge whether they are true or false.

But if there is a dummy south wind, then there is no need to judge at all.

It's definitely fake.

Nanfeng raised the Desert Eagle and was about to pull the trigger, when the fake Nanfeng in front of him spoke: "Are you so sure, am I fake?" ”

The question was a bit funny, and Nanfeng chuckled and shook his head: "Otherwise? Am I a fake? ”

"Is there a possibility, we are all fake." Fake South Wind walked forward slowly and said, "Or, are we all real?" ”

What is this theory?

Nanfeng shrugged his shoulders, not wanting to discuss such an esoteric philosophical issue with the fake Nanfeng, and directly pulled the trigger.

Rumble!

The Desert Eagle roared, and a magic bullet burst out.

The fake south wind on the opposite side turned his head to dodge this shot, raised the desert eagle with his backhand, and also shot at the south wind!

Rumble!

Southwind also turned his head to dodge the shot.

His pupils shrank, and his gaze locked on the fake south wind opposite.

This guy is stronger than the fake south wind in yesterday's fantasy!

And a lot stronger!

"Is there a possibility, in fact, the real south wind has long been dead." Fake South Wind's face was calm, and he continued to approach South Wind, "We are all products of this illusion, and whoever of us can get out of here is the real South Wind." ”

This......

Nanfeng was stunned for a moment and began to think about the possibility of this statement.

Fake Nanfeng didn't give Nanfeng much time to think, he pointed to his brain and said, "We both have exactly the same memory, the same habits, the same abilities. ”

"People you know, I know, and I have the equipment you have."

"Why do you think you're real and I'm fake?"

Nanfeng was suddenly stunned.

There is some truth to what this hanging hair said.

Two people who look exactly the same, have exactly the same memories, and even have exactly the same behavior and habits.

So who's real?

Or are both of them real?

Nanfeng looked at the fake Nanfeng and groaned, "What's the name of the female classmate I had a crush on in elementary school?" ”

This is the memory of the South Wind before the crossing, and he is testing what the fake South Wind said.

If Fake Nanfeng can't say the name of the female classmate, it means that the memory he has is incomplete.

Fake Nanfeng replied without thinking: "Zuo Wei, it's your front table, you like to pull her pigtails and try to get her attention." She's the group leader, and you always don't turn in your homework, just want her to rush you so you can talk to her more......"

"Stop, stop." Nanfeng hurriedly stopped.

This is all a stupid thing that Nanfeng did when he was a child, and when he thinks about it, Nanfeng is embarrassed to pick his feet.

What the hell, this fake South Wind even has memories of before he crossed over?

As if guessing Nanfeng's doubts, the fake Nanfeng explained: "I said it, our memories are the same, we are all real Nanfeng. ”

"The main reason why I explain so much to you is that I don't want to kill each other with myself anymore."

"I want to work with you, and together we will find a way to break this illusion and get out of here."

"The two of us join forces, is there anything in this world that we can't get?"

The fake south wind stopped five steps away from the south wind, no longer stepped forward, and quietly waited for the south wind to answer.

Two South Winds join forces......

Nanfeng's heart moved, he knew how strong his own strength was.

If another one comes to help himself, wouldn't it be directly invincible?

However, Nanfeng was hypnotized once by Sikong Erudite, and his will was much stronger, and he was not bewitched by the fake Nanfeng.

He shook his head, his brain spun rapidly, and he quickly found a loophole in the fake south wind's words.

"You just said, 'Zuo Wei, it's your front table'."

"Your words are wrong, there is no sense of substitution."

"If you really think you're the south wind, then you should say, 'Zuo Wei, it's my front table.'"

Nanfeng raised the Desert Eagle again and aimed it at the fake Nanfeng in front of him: "You just have my memory, in fact, deep down in your heart, you don't think you are me at all. ”

Fake Nanfeng was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "It makes sense, I will pay attention to this detail next time." ”

As soon as his words fell, the two of them pulled the trigger at the same time!

Rumble! Rumble!

This fake South Wind's marksmanship is very accurate, but the damage is still a little lower, and he is quickly killed by South Wind.

There are also a few blood holes on Nanfeng's body, but it's not a big problem, he has a lot of blood now, and he can bear it.

Fake Nanfeng died, Nanfeng found a cloud of black gas floating out of his body, and he hurriedly threw a [Pupil of Insight] over.

[Shadow Elf]: Level 20 (Lord Level)!

"Sure enough, it's your ......"

Nanfeng sneered, and just as he was about to shoot, the [Shadow Elf] had already run through the wall.

This is a fierce beast that only dares to hide behind the scenes and pretend to be a ghost, and will run away if it is discovered.

Nanfeng searched in the cave for a long time, but he couldn't find any trace of the [Night Elf], so he had to give up.

"Forget it, it's just a lord, just run away."

This time, the south wind didn't go too deep into the cave, and went straight back the way it came, and soon came out of the entrance on the other side of the waterfall again.

opened the panel, Nanfeng chatted with Nancheng's brother in the cross-district channel, and found that Xiao Luo still did not reply to the message.

I don't know where this guy went?

"Find a place to squint for a while, and then go hunt the beast to upgrade."

Nanfeng hadn't slept since the early hours of yesterday morning, and was now very tired and needed to rest.

Fortunately, his mental strength is quite high now, and he can recover after a little sleep of two or three hours.

He climbed a large tree, leaned against the trunk and fell asleep.

Nanfeng, who hasn't dreamed for a long time, dreams again tonight.

He could now know very well that he was in a dream, and this feeling was very mysterious, as if he was an outsider, watching himself dream.

In the dream, he saw two Xiao Luo fighting each other, fighting to the death, covered in blood..81zw.?? m

"Two Shaw ......"

Nanfeng raised his eyebrows and suddenly realized.

He knew that Xiao Luo must have entered the cave of Area 527 again, and fell into an illusion!

The panel can't be opened in the illusion, so Xiao Luo can't reply to the message.

"I have to wake up quickly and let Su Zeran take someone to the cave to find Xiao Luo!"

Nanfeng raised his hand, trying to whip himself into a big pocket and sober himself up.

But his arm was grabbed.

Nanfeng slowly turned his head and looked at the person who appeared silently beside him.

It's a woman.

She has no ears.

"You ......"

Nanfeng was stunned, this woman was the stone carving!

That Red Star Woman!

The Red Star woman looked at the south wind and left only one sentence: "You can't win." ”

With that, her figure slowly drifted away.

The south wind woke up violently!

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.