Star Iron: I picked up a secretary at the beginning of March 7th

"Huh~ This body still bears less burden."

"Wind chime, blue...you are that time!" Looking at the person in front of him who looks exactly like him, Hualin suddenly remembered the words of the mask - there are rotten dreams at night, and there are repeated people in the dreams.

If the dream of decay refers to the gradual disintegration of Pinocchio, then it is obvious who the recurring person in the dream refers to.

"...You...it's you."

"It seems you have guessed my identity."

"Why are you doing this?" Looking at the wound on Cangye's chest as he was supported by Sanyue, Hualin gripped the rapier even tighter.

The instigator, "Hualin", or rather the system, just smiled at Hualin indifferently: "You don't deserve to know now."

"You he (urban swear word), should I give you (urban swear word)!"

Hualin kicked the spear on the ground with his foot, then caught it with his left hand, swung it, and stabbed it straight towards the system.

The system was not at all panicked when seeing this. It just smiled and dodged to the side.

The next moment, Hualin was about to activate his ability, but found himself still in the same place.

"Looking for this?" The system held the spear in its hand and looked at Hualin with contempt, "I'm curious, where do you get the courage~"

As the system spoke, it gradually increased the strength of the hand holding the spear, then suddenly swung it and shouted: "You use the thing I gave you to hit me?"

"Ahem~"

"Hualin!"

Seeing Hualin being stabbed in the arm by his own gun, everyone wanted to go over to help, but they saw System standing there with an umbrella. The next moment, countless thorny vines broke out of the ground, directly separating the two from the crowd.

"You..." Hualin gritted his teeth and stood up with the gun in his hand. He wanted to ask the system why it did this but couldn't ask. He wanted to reach out and draw the gun but was hesitant.

"jingle--"

"What are you hesitating about?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Hualin looked up quickly, and what came into his sight was a slightly tattered hat.

A flash of cold light passed by, and Hualin immediately retreated to keep a distance. At the same time, he no longer hesitated, and pulled out the gun while enduring the pain.

"This is the last time, use it and cherish it." The system reminded with a smile, but to Hualin's ears, it sounded like the whisper of a devil.

Even though his wounds had healed, Hualin still stood there, holding his spear, not daring to move, staring at the system dressed in Jin Li with vigilance.

On the other hand, the system lowered its head and covered its face with a hat to prevent Hualin from seeing its expression.

The two of them remained in a stalemate, looking outside the thorns.

"What on earth is this?" Everyone tried to cut off the brambles, but found that the more they cut, the more thorns there were. They also tended to grow outwards. Sanyue looked at Xing anxiously and asked, "Xing, how are you doing?"

"I can't burn it. No matter what I do, I can't burn it!" Xing raised the fire spear and showed it to Sanyue, "The tip of my gun is almost blunt."

"Then Sister Jizi..."

"I've already changed the saw blade, but the vines just keep growing."

"That......"

"Don't ask me. I was injured to begin with. I gave up after one cut." Cangye bandaged the wound on his chest while no one was paying attention, and handed the two knives in his hand to Sanyue, "Why don't you try... Do you know how to use them?"

"No... no need, your wound..."

"That guy taught us this. You know what, it's quite useful in an emergency. So is there any way to fix this thing?"

"This doesn't look like an ordinary bramble." Huang Quan, who had been paddling and fishing, suddenly spoke up, "The aura on it is very strange, and it feels out of reach."

"Ah? What should we do? Hualin is still in there."

"March, calm down." Uncle Yang patted March's shoulder and comforted her, "The ability of that uninvited guest is indeed very troublesome, but we all know Hualin's strength. He... will be fine."

Having said that, Uncle Yang couldn't help but clench his fists as he spoke.

"Everyone, do you need help?"

Sha Jin's lazy voice came over.

At this time, Hualin's side.

Being suppressed by the system of Jin Li's personality.

A knife with a cold glow came out of its sheath, and then the blade was twisted, deflecting Hualin's spear and then stabbing at Hualin.

Seeing the sword blade approaching his chest, Hualin quickly let go of his spear, stepped back a few steps, and managed to dodge it.

"Your reaction is so slow, are you old?" The system laughed and joked, "From what I remember, your body is only in your 20s. Is this not good enough?"

"What on earth are you trying to achieve by doing this?" Hualin looked at the spear that the system was standing on and said through gritted teeth, "Don't tell me that this is because of the bet with Aha."

"Oh~ I didn't know I could fool you this way, thanks for the reminder."

"You (urban swear word)!"

Hualin was furious. He stepped forward quickly, pulled out the rapier that Zi Ma gave him, and stabbed at the system.

but......

"Give up my skin and flesh..."

The system's voice was like the whisper of a devil. When it reached Hualin's ears, he was stunned. Then he widened his eyes in fear. Before he could step back, he heard a sound...

"Break your bones!"

"sieve--"

A horizontal slash directly woke Hualin up with pain. Taking a few steps back, Hualin barely managed to distance himself from the system.

"You have really grown old, Canglong." The system ignored the wounds on its body, wiped the blood off the knife, put it back into the scabbard, and said with regret, "You would not have made such a mistake when you entertained Jin Li at that time."

"...No, Jin Li's moves are not used like this." Ignoring the wound on his left arm, Hua Lin took a deep breath and clenched the hilt of the sword with his right hand. "We have known each other for at least 800 years on the train. Even if he forgot about me after getting off the train, I still remember every move of his clearly."

As he spoke, Hualin raised his hand and pointed directly at the system, his eyes cold as he said, "So, you are not him, and you can't learn from him."

After saying that, Hualin rushed forward, with the tip of his sword pointing directly at the system's face.

But the system just smiled contemptuously when it saw this, and didn't take Hualin's words to heart at all. It just drew its sword slightly and waited for Hualin's next attack.

But what the system did not expect was that when the tip of the sword was about to pierce itself, Hualin suddenly chopped to the lower left, scratching the wrist of his right hand holding the knife, and then he made an upward thrust, knocking the knife out of his hand.

When the system saw that Hualin had really broken this trick, it quickly stepped back and put some distance between them. However, Hualin seemed to have expected this. He held the sword horizontally to the opposite side of his body and continued to move forward to catch up with the system. When the distance was close, he suddenly stretched out his right arm and stabbed the system's shoulder directly with the sword.

The system was not prepared for this sword. Seeing Hualin's sharp eyes like a falcon, the system knew that it had underestimated Hualin's growth.

He lowered his head and let the hat fall down to cover his face. Then the sound of wind chimes was heard, and the fallen hat turned back into the long blue umbrella.