Chapter 402

In Linda's impression, Luke is a clever, cunning, lecherous, dangerous, unscrupulous bastard who likes to play tricks on people. Although he has a slightly young and handsome face, he is a man of orthodox style, which is out of place with the puppet and abnormal.

"Luke" is a different style of painting.

upper body wearing tights, wearing tight pants under the body, a twist of the road, even perfume spray, but also make-up and lip gloss.

This is still a man?

Is it that holding on for too long leads to the distortion of sexual orientation, from the former slag man to the present "accept"?

Linda was eccentric in her heart. Seeing that the other party wanted to get close, she yelled:

"stop, don't get close."

"For the last time, are you really Luke?"

The sissy snorted angrily, "why isn't he Luke? Look at this face and this white, smooth and tight body. Who can it be except Luke Shaw?"

Linda is about to throw up and can't help cursing,

"I don't believe it. He won't be like this. Call him out. I have something urgent."

"Hum, it's heartbreaking for me to be so enthusiastic."

Sissy neck a swing, take eight steps inside, twist to walk to the laboratory, "with elder sister, don't want to Luke, then don't regret."

Compared with the outside, the green fog in the laboratory is much stronger. Before it's near, Linda feels a piercing pain. The pain has nothing to do with the body, but comes from the spirit and soul.

The sissy waves her hand to disperse the fog around her, points out the orchid and gently points to the deep fog,

"that's the Luke Shaw you miss in your heart."

Linda looked forward with her fingers. In the thick fog, she could see 13 looming ghosts, which surrounded the black cube. Her head was connected to a helmet like radio device, and seemed to receive something.

Of the thirteen ghosts, the first twelve are dim, and the last one is very solid. His whole body is emitting a faint green fluorescence, and his heart and head are each filled with a continuous burning green flame.

Just a look, there is a burning pain in the head.

"What is that? Is it a ghost? "

Shh!

With a sissy finger on her mouth and pointing back, Linda hesitated for a few seconds and nodded slightly. They both crept out and reached the entrance with a sigh of relief.

"Is he really Luke? How could it be like that. "

The sissy pulls aside the hair in front of her forehead and says indifferently, "soul form, you don't understand."

"And you? Who are you

Linda looked up and down at The genie, suspiciously, said, "how can you be in Luke's body?"

"It's number seven."

"What do you mean?"

"The seventh one was born, so it's called number seven." Sissy sighed a long time, his face full of sorrow, "in fact, people prefer the name of a Xiang, but I don't agree."

"Noumenon is a single celled straight man with no interest, no art, irritability and cold blood. He is so beautiful that he is named No.7. What a name! I'm sick of TMD. "

Linda can't help but step back. This guy feels so strange. According to the previous words, it can be inferred that it's not himself who occupies Luke's body, but a guy named "No.7". He has the same memory as Luke, and his personality is completely different. He is a complete sissy.

What the hell is going on?

The girl was a little confused. After thinking about it, she tried to say,

"are there No. 6, No. 5, No. 4, No. 3 in front of you..."

"Smart! It's my favorite girl. "

No.7 moved a chair and sat down, while taking care of his nails, he said,

"there are 13 of us, the eldest is No.1, the second is No.2, the third is No.3, the fourth is No.4 Old twelve is old twelve, old thirteen is old end. "

"How did you get here?"

“Magic！”

No. 7 opened his arms, showing a god stick like exaggerated expression, "an ancient and terrible soul witchcraft, which can tear the human soul apart, just like cream cake, a knife A knife A knife... "

"Isn't it terrible?"

Linda said strangely, "so you are all independent personalities separated from Luke's consciousness?"

"I think so."

Linda let out a long breath, and finally understood why Luke took a bath every 13 days. Among the 13 independent consciousness bodies, No. 7 is a clean fake girl, and the others should be rough men.

"Little Linda, anything else? If you don't, you can go. If you know you're not happy, you may be killed! "

The girl snorted and raised her chest,

"I'm not afraid of others who are afraid of him!"

No. 7 covered his mouth and giggled. His eyes turned slightly, with unspeakable "coquettishness"."Little Linda is so strong, of course, we are not afraid, but we are afraid. You don't know how angry she looks, just like It's like a little wolf dog in heat, anxious, depressed, dissatisfied with desire, green eyes A cry can frighten people to death. "

"Listen to my sister, go back before you wake up, or he will strip you of your clothes and wipe you dry. You don't even have a chance to ask for help."

"Noumenon, it's terrible!"

When she heard this, Linda felt very upset. Her high chest was a little short. She had planned to teach Luke a lesson. By the way, she told him that if he didn't come out again, she would give up. Now, she didn't dare to open her mouth. After thinking about it, she hesitated,

"that What are you studying and when are you coming out? And Christmas, not even Christmas. "

"Ouch! Look at my brain. I'm busy chatting and forgetting all the important things. "

As soon as No.7 patted his thigh, he quickly walked to the table and took out some lists,

"this is a Christmas gift for two grandfathers. This is for my uncle, aunt and old beggar. This is for you. This is..." After a pause, he hurriedly took back the list. "This one's gone."

Linda grabs the list and looks at it. She can't help but raise her mouth,

"Carol Ferris, sure enough!"

Then he grabbed the rest of the list. "Emily song and Barbara, ha ha!"

"That's good. The rain and the dew are evenly distributed. It's fair."

No. 7 looked awkwardly to one side, and the corners of his mouth were filled with schadenfreude.

Hum!

The girl snorted heavily, tore Emily and Carol's list to pieces and walked out without looking back,

"tell Luke to give him another two months. If he doesn't come out, I'll burn the Cape house and let him drink."

Linda disappeared, walking much faster than she came.

No.7 picked up the broom, swept the scraps of paper into the garbage can, stretched long and stepped on the small steps to the laboratory door, and called out, "brother six, it's time to change."

Of the thirteen ghosts, the tallest one stood up, walked out of the fog and came to Luke.

The seventh smile, a slim ghost appeared out of thin air, through the thick fog, sitting on the sixth position, at the same time, the tall ghost into a streamer into Luke's body.

Open your eyes again, the charming in your eyes disappeared, replaced by a piece of indifference.