Wu Jian turned his head silently. One of the eyes looked at Lei Ling without a trace - but is this an illusion? No one knows.

After touching his cheek that was beaten and wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth, Wu Jian suddenly laughed: "Hahahahahahahaha."

"What's so funny?" Fu Jian frowned. He knew that Wu Jian was not the kind of laughing in anger, but was really laughing.

"For a long time, any work has shaped the protagonist's copying body very strongly. Especially the main god... but now it seems that it disappoints me, it is not a fear at all..."

Bang!

Another crisp sound, Wu Jian's turn was to be beaten on the other side of the face.

"Not afraid? Now I want to kill you, and I don't even have to take action." Sao Jian said while maintaining the posture of hitting people.

He was slapped in the face again. Wu Jian was still smiling and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth again.

"Your master should be m." Lei Ling, who looked at all this, quietly said to Katsuki Toma.

But she said it was quiet, and she had no intention of hiding it at all. She said it completely at the normal volume.

Kamijoo Dama didn't dare to answer, so she glanced at Wu Jianyi secretly, and then she whispered: "What are you doing? Is this the time to talk about this?"

"Anyway, we can't beat him, and they don't plan to kill anyone. What are you anxious about?"

Hanjoo Dangma was immediately amused and crying. Luo Cuilian just looked at Wu Jian's side, and Wu Jian didn't have time to pay attention to this side. It was really hard for him to deal with Lei Ling alone.

On Wu Jian's side, he said to Fei Jian: "I'm sorry, you are not me, or even my copy. You are just a tool created by the Lord God."

"Oh? I want to hear the reason you think so." Shuo Jian asked with interest, he had already taken control of the situation anyway.

Wu Jian was not in a hurry because he didn't know any reason, so he closed his eyes and opened it: "Because your hatred for me - if it was really my replica, the same replica as me, then I wouldn't think of the reason you hated me."

"Not found? I was born from the remains of the Bible God!"

"But didn't you gain my memory? Since that's the case, you should know that it was a last resort. If it were me, others would kill me because of force majeure, and I wouldn't hate him."

"Ha, maybe, but what if the duplicate is you?"

"I will only be grateful. It is precisely because of the Lord God and the Originality that I was born in this world. In order to survive, I will fight, but I will not hate it. But I will be very grateful. If possible, I will be friends with the Originality." Wu Jian said with a faint smile.

“…hahahahahahahaha!”

After looking at Wu Jian for a while, Sao Jian clapped his hands and laughed: "So that's it. Do you want to beg for mercy by eloquence? It's really the best... No, this is indeed the most correct way, because you can't be my opponent now!"

"But--" Sao Jian suddenly came to Wu Jian and looked at him with a funny look and said, "I am exactly the same as you. I thought you would understand what I want to do... You should be very clear. If you were in my position, you wouldn't be in a hurry to kill your opponent. But you seem to be very anxious. You don't even know your own thoughts. Is it too out of control?"

Wu Jian didn't say anything, just had a faint smile. But Wu Jian thought he had seen through it. Wu Jian was very nervous at this time, so he snorted proudly and flew back to the sky: "Don't worry, this time I came here just to say hello. It's too easy to kill you like this, I will give you a chance to resist. But it's impossible to keep you all the time - I want to kill you. By the way, aren't Cang going to build a school? Just the day of the ribbon-cutting ceremony, you should try your best - try to resist this fate of being powerless to resist, hahahahahaha!"

Fake Jian laughed and flew away from the city.

As soon as he left, Lei Ling thrust and sat down: "I finally left... I'm so exhausted."

"Where are you tired? Haven't you been playing all the time? Not only do you complain about your master, you also took a photo just now!" Shangjoo Dangma yelled at Lei Ling as if she was about to release the pressure.

"What are you talking about? This is numbing the other party." Lei Ling shook his hand impatiently.

"Really?" Kamijoo Dama looked suspicious. This person is really not just a thick line?
Chapter completed!