bone cutter

Ginkgo has some characteristics, such as a few small freckles on the tip of the nose, a mole hanging from the corner of the eye, and scars from sword practice on the arm, all of which are present on the body in front of him.

Zhuang Yin's whole heart gradually sank to the bottom.

Xie Qi said in a deep voice: "Look again, no matter how perfect the forgery is, there will always be mistakes."

Zhuang Yin adjusted his breathing, "Okay." This time he looked more carefully, never letting go of every feature in his memory.

When it was time to cup tea, Zhuang Yin straightened up, looked directly at Xie Qi, and slowly shook his head.

Xie Qi stared at Bai Guo's body, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain, and he was about to speak, but Zhuang Yin's expression changed suddenly, as if he remembered something, he quickly bent down and reached out to grab Bai Guo's chin, with a little force, the pain was gone. The bloodless little mouth opened.

Then, Zhuang Yin said in a daze: "Ginguo just lost a molar not long ago, but he is neat and has no missing teeth."

Xie Qi suppressed the faint bloodthirsty look in his eyes, bent the corners of his mouth, "One hundred secrets and one sparse."

Zhuang Yin let out a breath slowly, with no joy on his face, "Yes."

"Taoist." Xie Qi called out.

Zhuang Yin raised his eyelids to look at him.

"Trust me, Bai Guo will be fine."

Zhuang Yin was silent.

"So, we might as well think about how to make this forest disappear."

"it is good."

Xie Qi paused and said: "The art of peeking into the heart and soul is different from ordinary illusions."

Zhuang Yin nodded and said: "That's right. Peeping at the heart and soul is like being temporarily affected by someone's thoughts, or controlled, and it is easy to drive people crazy. As for the cracking method..."

Xie Qi said: "It takes a lot of mental energy to maintain this technique. As long as we delay, he will be unable to hold on one day."

Zhuang Yin looked at Xie Qi appreciatively, as if encouraging him to continue talking.

The corners of Xie Qi's mouth curved deeper, and he walked slowly to the edge of the fake ginkgo fruit, lowered his head, shadows appeared on his incomparably handsome face, "This is like a competition, whoever lasts to the end will win. But, I'm impatient Let's play with him."

"In your opinion?"

Xie Qi blinked his eyes: "Violent solution." As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Gu came out of its sheath, the long knife held his hand backwards, raised it high, and then stabbed heavily.

With a sound of "zheng", the tip of the knife touched a hard stone, and the stone split into pieces in an instant.

Zhuang Yin was stunned: "You..."

Xie Qi supported the long knife, turned his head, looked at the fake ginkgo that rolled to the side and smiled, "Aren't you dead?"

Unexpectedly, the fake ginkgo smiled brighter than him, and the corners of his mouth had a strange curvature, "How did you find out?" He said as he stepped back a few steps, as if he wanted to distance himself from Xie Qi.

Xie Qi said in a lack of interest: "I just tried it casually. I didn't expect to try it out. It's boring and boring."

The fake Baiguo's smile still maintained the original curvature, "You guessed it right, I'm not Baiguo. I'm just wearing his skin."