a kind of "exercise" or "test". Lin Qiyi's original perturbed mood calmed down and said calmly, "the instructors and others disappeared collectively, without the slightest trace of battle, which can...Chang'an City.

"leave these guys to me, and you deal with the other replacements."

Chloe's eyes swept through the messy ruins, and the soldiers were still frantically pouring into the streets, and the fire lit up the dark night sky like day.

"these more than 30, 000 people are scattered in the streets of Chang'an. Can you do it alone" Lin Qinight asked with a frown.

Chloe glanced at him, her long red hair brushed slightly with the wind, and said with a smile,

"there are only thirty thousand people." Do not underestimate the messenger of the Lord. "

Lin said nothing more when he saw this in the seventh night, and his figure rushed in the direction of the palace in a flash.

Chloe leapt gently and landed on a broken eaves in the ruins. Her eyes swept around. Tens of thousands of replaced soldiers swept through Chang'an like a flood, and noisy screams roared from all directions.

Chloe took a deep breath, a glimmer of light in her eyes, and her fingertips slowly raised under the night sky:

"the evening breeze, please."

the voice fell, and the air at her fingertips suddenly twisted, and a wind blade no more than a millimeter thick shot out under the night sky, making a shrill scream!

the blade swept across the street, and instantly split into two, two into four, four into eight. They split under the night sky at an astonishing speed, thin and transparent, even though they have split into thousands of channels, they are still invisible to the naked eye!

these blades, like eyes, scattered in all directions in mid-air, and the shrill scream instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the city.

"what is it"

A soldier with a torch in his hand suddenly looked up at the sky. There was nothing else but the vast expanse of night.

"there are some little monsters running that way! Stop them! " Hundreds of meters away, another soldier chopped down the man who fought to the death and suddenly shouted.

as the man dragged the soldier, several young children rushed out of the burning house in horror, crying and running to the other side of the street.

the soldier with torch narrowed his eyes. He casually threw the torch into the house beside him, drew a knife in his hand, stared at the young children who cried and fled here, and rushed out quickly!

Ode--!

A scream exploded from behind him, and in an instant it moved from behind to in front of him, and gradually disappeared. The soldier stopped in amazement and was about to turn his head and look back, but the field of vision moved down uncontrollably, and finally fell to the ground with a splash.

his consciousness gradually stagnated, one eye was blocked by the earth, in the other eye, a headless body holding a knife, standing in place.

that's. I The thought of

came to mind for a moment, and his pupil was completely loosened, and the headless body stood still for a moment and fell to the ground stiffly.

the young children who were frantically fleeing saw this and were fooled in the same place, the scream swept past their ears, and the next moment, the soldier behind them threw his head high and fell down with a grunt.

all this happened so fast that in less than two seconds, a wind blade swept across miles of streets, the heads of hundreds of soldiers floated one after another,

like bloody dandelions, swept up into the sky by the gentle night breeze.

and such a scene is staged in every street in Chang'an.

30, 000 troops are wiped out in an instant!

now, in front of the tallest palace in the palace, a figure in robes looked at the blood dandelions flying all over the city, his eyes shrinking slightly.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty stood in front of the temple, silent for a long time, looking a little complicated:

"Li Ying."

"the old slave is here." Uncle Li immediately stepped forward and bowed his head respectfully.

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"you say. Can anyone in the world really have such miraculous power "

Father-in-law Li was stunned for a while, then slowly opened his mouth and said, "it is not clear whether anyone can have the power of miracles." The old slave only knew that if he wanted to restrain a pack of ferocious wolves, he had to give birth to a wolf king among them. "

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty looked at the city of Chang'an shrouded in blood and fire and frowned tightly.

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Lin sped across the street in seven nights, the scarlet palace wall approaching in front of his eyes.

just then, a familiar voice came from one side:

"Brother Seven Night!"

Lin quickly stopped for seven nights and looked back. He saw Wuquan hurrying from the other side of the street.

when Lin saw Wuquan in seven nights, his first reaction was to take half a step back, frowned and asked,

"what are you doing here"

"We were waiting for you for tea in the dance studio, but seeing that there was going to be a curfew, we just found a place to settle down first, but suddenly there was chaos outside." Wuquan solemnly opened,

"when I flew into the air, I happened to see Brother Seven Nights coming to the palace gate, so I came to meet you."

"where is Yan Zhong"

"when he saw the armour of the soldiers, his face suddenly changed, and he rushed out in a hurry, not knowing where he had gone."

looking at the calm statement in front of Wuquan, Lin Qinight not only did not relax his guard, but began to look at him carefully.

from what he now knows, even fakes replaced by smoke think and act like real people, with almost no flaws, and the red star seems to be able to manipulate their actions by modifying their perception.

this is the case with the 30,000 troops outside. It is business as usual during the day, but after the red star shines at night, they kill ordinary people as monsters all the way into the city. Now their authenticity can be easily judged by their actions, but the present Wuquan is different.

Wuquan has also been shrouded in illusory smoke, although there is no extreme behavior at present, but this alone cannot rule him out as a suspect.

that is to say, unless he cuts into Wuquan's heart now and turns him into a corpse, it is difficult to tell whether the teenager in front of him is Wuquan or the creature who replaces him.

"Brother Seven Night" Wuquan saw Lin Seven Nights with a strange look and wondered, "what's the matter with you"

"what am I in your eyes"

when he heard this question, Wuquan's eyes were at a loss. He stayed for a while and opened his mouth indefinitely. "you are..." Um... The forest Senior Brother "

"I mean, do you think I'm human or creature"

"Brother Seven Night, what are you talking about How can you be a creature Isn't your fake already dead "

Lin Qiyue's expression relaxed a little, but he did not completely let down his vigilance. He did not know whether Red Star could manipulate the cognition of fakes at will. What if Wuquan's answer now is camouflage, or will it be revised after a period of time

". It's nothing. "

Lin pondered for a moment. "I'm going to the interior of the palace, so come with me."

"good." Without the slightest hesitation, Wuquan answered directly.

of course, Lin Qiyi can't directly kill Wuquan. It would be nice if he killed the fake, but if he killed the real Wuquan. In short, Lin Qiye can't gamble with Wuquan's life.

now the best way is to take Wuquan directly with him. If he is a fake, as long as he shows some flaws from time to time, he will sooner or later be unable to help himself.reached out his hand and held it in the empty air, and a summoning array unfolded. A familiar straight knife was held in his hand, engraved with three small characters.-- Zhao Kongcheng.in a trance, L...