"Ahem."

Yue Lan supported the collapse of the bed with one hand, slowly sat up, and leaned against the head of the bed.

He coughed a few times weakly, and blood started to flow from the corner of his mouth.

The whole person was incredibly pale, like a piece of fluttering white paper.

In Yue Lan's current state, it seemed as if a doll could crush him to death.

But this is just an illusion. He is weak but not that bad.

And he was so weak just because of pain.

The pain that came back to him in his spiritual body seemed to tear him apart completely.

It took a while.

I feel that my temples are no longer throbbing and the pain is not that great.

He swallowed, remembering the palpitations he had just felt. Even though the feeling would disappear, he still had lingering palpitations.

The emotion of fear was reflected in his pupils.

What happened over there?

He had a stern face and waved his hand in front of his face.

A black mist lifted up, and a picture appeared in the sky.

What is reflected in the picture is the battle between the young man and the big-headed doll.

Yuelan's brows instantly tightened.

What happened? Why did the clone start fighting with his own fighting spirit?

Could it be that he didn't want to divide a large amount of his soul, so he borrowed other people's souls, merged them with his own soul, and made something wrong?

Or is that unlucky soul taking over?

The screen continues to play.

Until all playback is completed.

The last thing he saw was the scene of the four-color light, which severely shattered the body.

That scene left him unable to recover for a long time.

Even though I didn't face it on the spot.

But even the last picture that was drawn from the connection between the clone and him made his heart beat violently.

His eyelids were shaking uncontrollably.

The intense palpitations were more intense than I had ever felt before.

Yuelan took a deep breath and waved her hand to dismiss the scene in front of her.
Chapter completed!