Chapter 1925

Lin Sanjiu had thought several times about what the "Avatar" of the great palace would look like. After all, it is good at imitating other replicas, with large area and great power. It is still the culprit who threw them into the replica space, which made both of them suffer a lot - but now she can't help but be a little disappointed.

It's also a big villain, just like that?

The incarnation of the confused palace, for a moment, makes people a little confused between men and women, but it is different from the asexual aesthetic feeling like a jade peck like a gift bag. His face and facial features are not even "ordinary". It's almost like God pinched too much when he created man, and he was tired of pinching it. When it's his turn, he casually pinched out the rough ups and downs of a face, and then pointed two black dots as eyes, even if he completed the task - as for men and women, he didn't even consider it.

It is precisely because his facial features are coarse and mediocre, as if they were a semi-finished product, that Lin Sanjiu had a strange feeling: as long as he confused the palace, he could twist his face into various styles.

It's really a copy that can survive by imitating others. Lin Sanjiu thought, it's really like mud.

"Long time no see," she squatted down in front of the confused palace, smiled and said, "how did you find us? Wait, let me guess... Did the lucky Rover find you at the lottery?"

If it weren't for her in the middle, Lin Sanjiu really couldn't think of how to find the door in the palace.

But for the lucky Rover lottery point, it seems that as long as the confused palace is sent over, it will be completed. As for what will happen after he comes over, it is not within the consideration of the green haired woman.

Confused, the palace still sat on the ground with a calm face. "She deliberately trapped me," he said hoarsely. "She must have brought me here to harm me..."

"Harm you? How harm you?" Lin Sanjiu repeatedly asked, "if you don't start with us, your scene won't be damaged by my friend... By his copy. You explain, how can she set a trap to force you to trap us?"

Confused palace opened his mouth, and a trace of disdain flashed on his face, as if he thought Lin Sanjiu's words were false, but he still didn't speak.

"What do you want to say? You want to say that it is natural and natural for the copy to attack us when it sees us, but if we resist, we are harming you?"

Confused, the palace still didn't say a word - in the face of the harsh words, he probably had nothing to answer.

"Your copy's biggest means is to trap people in the scene." Lin Sanjiu said slowly, "this method doesn't work. I advise you to cooperate well. When we go out, we can take a pat and break up as if we've never met..."

"I won't release the scene. I'm a copy of the avatar. Do you really think you can put me --" confused palace hall smiled, and suddenly stopped before finishing his words.

He stared at Lin Sanjiu's hands, frowning more and more tightly.

Her two palms were gently rubbing at this time, and her consciousness was like a thin layer of fog, swirling between her palms, neither dispersing nor melting. It was very different from the previous brick like crash when it hit the ground. She glanced at the puppet master with the corner of her eyes, and wondered whether the great witch had noticed it; However, even if the great witch praised her, she would never hear the puppet master's message in her life.

To be honest, Lin Sanjiu didn't know what had happened to his consciousness, and what the change meant. In the past, although her consciousness will be upgraded, it is only the change and growth of the card or volume, and the essence of consciousness has not changed - just like a ribbon may become stronger and become two ribbons, but it will not suddenly become a ball.

After she established a connecting channel between "herself" and "replica space", the consciousness she called out was completely different from before, as if she could no longer be thrown out as a brick as before; What I have to say is like a soft, foggy cotton.

"You... Why are you..." dazhongdian stared at her invisible and colorless consciousness between her palms, as if she could see it, and asked hoarsely, "can you use copy power?"

Lin Sanjiu was stunned. Copy power?

"Wait," he narrowed his eyes, and he was not sure: "this doesn't seem to be the power of the copy..."

Lin Sanjiu's heart moved, suddenly came an idea, and immediately put away his consciousness.

"I didn't expect you to have a bit of vision... But it's not too accurate. Is it the copy power I use? When I separate the spatial texture of your place," she recalled the words of the two copies, such as the killing Hotel, and said flatly, "use it to trap you, slowly absorb this avatar of you, and you will know when you arrive."

The Puppeteer glanced at her. His eyes seemed to have weight, and anyone who hit them could feel it.

Did you notice that she was bluffing?

"Do you want to continue talking nonsense?" Lin Sanjiu didn't understand what he meant, so he simply continued, "or do you think you still have room for bargaining?"

Confused palace half opened his mouth, his eyes swept from the puppet master to Lin Sanjiu, and then swept back.

"What do you want... What do you want from me?"

It seems that he was really hit hard by the puppet master's copy. In addition, he was confused by Lin San's wine consciousness, and he couldn't even resist at all. "I'm just an avatar. I, I can only take you out at most... I can't do anything else."

"First, take us out," Lin Sanjiu stood up slowly and said, "second, give me regret medicine."

... she doesn't blame the gift bag at all.

The instinct of the gift bag is to find comfort and love from her. Even if his means of seeking assurance and security are fierce, distorted and incomprehensible, it is also the present condensed by the shadow of his past; It is because of that past that he is Ji Shanqing, whom Lin Sanjiu knows.

Only when she understood and accepted, she would choose to hug him.

Lin Sanjiu regretted and secretly hated himself. She did not consider every possibility for Bohemia, and did not seize every opportunity for her; If she can return to that afternoon on the lavaworld highway, she hopes to apologize to Bohemia first.

She also wanted to see another Bohemia who would not be seen when running, laughing and crying when reading poetry.

"I want to regret medicine." Lin Sanjiu whispered, "give it to me now."

Confused the palace hall, bowed his head and breathed a long breath.

"I said, I'm just an avatar," he looked at the ground and whispered, "the copy that really works is still on the ground of the karma Museum. How can I carry regret medicine with me? That's what the copy is used to reward successful people who break through the barrier. Naturally, it won't let me bring it into the copy space."

This answer is reasonable and not surprising, but it doesn't reduce the irritability of Shaolin Sanjiu at all.

"Then you know where the regret medicine is?" She asked coldly.

"I..." confused the palace hesitated for several seconds before saying, "I know. I can take you to the final level, you... If you can successfully break through the level and get it, it is not against the operation law of the copy..."

Lin Sanjiu couldn't hold back her fire any longer - maybe she was tired and grumpy at the moment. She grabbed the collar of the confused palace and shouted angrily, "do you think I have fun to continue playing with you? I want regret medicine, and I want you to take me!"

As she shouted, she lifted the person up, but now she had no strength, and finally pulled the confused palace forward. Her collar changed shape, but her legs were still sitting on the ground.

Lin Sanjiu was about to release him, but the Puppeteer suddenly stopped her action with two words.

"Wait."

The Puppeteer took a step forward, looked down at the confused Palace on the ground, and said low, "something's wrong..."

"What's the matter?" Lin San Jiu asked.

Confused palace raised his head and showed a confused and confused smile to the Puppeteer.

"Eh? Can you see it?" But in a short sentence, he was like a vented ball, or like ice and snow in extremely high temperature, which was rapidly shrinking and becoming shorter, and withered sharply to the ground: "I'll take a step first, goodbye, you two -"