he came from the mirror

The man in front of him was trying to remove the fragment from the back of his hand: "It's so hot. Fuck, don't drill into my bones!"

——The fragments should be combined into one, how can the power that is divided into one-ninth be able to be used, it has not yet been fused with humans, it should belong to me.

"No, this is not my usual way of thinking." Fang Ziming took a breath, put his hand on his heart, and said to himself with his head down: "Are you bewitching me, you are interfering with my thinking, you want to integrate it? You Why... can control my thoughts..."

He tried to resist the thought that was imposed on him, but his body was already like a demon, he swayed and stepped forward, facing the man and bullying him again.

Tang Yu couldn't get rid of the blue light in his hand, and was entangled for the second time by the young man in front of him. His unbeautiful mood suddenly became more irritable.

He didn't stay strong this time, and stretched out his hand to grab the other's thin shoulders. He didn't see how he moved, and he knocked the young man down to the ground in one fell swoop.Fang Ziming's hands were cut back by him, and his body trembled as if he had been electrocuted: "You... Which hand do you use to hold me... Let go, let go... Otherwise, change another..."

Tang Yu hissed, looking back and forth between the back of his hand and the young man, he said viciously: "Stinky boy, do you have to force me to beat you? Be honest."

Fang Ziming panted heavily, and said vaguely: "It's too close, it's too close to me...I...can't control myself...I want it..."

"Huh?" His voice was intermittent, and Tang Yu had to bend over to listen: "Hey, what's the matter with you?"

Fang Ziming stopped answering, he turned his head suddenly, opened his mouth and bit the man's calf.

Because Tang Yu was changing clothes before the incident, Tang Yu was now wearing only a pair of underwear all over his body. Therefore, Fang Ziming's bite could be described as solid, penetrating three points into the flesh.

Tang Yu: "..."

Tang Yu: "Hiss!!!"

Damn, this attack method is very unique.

"Let go!" He clasped the young man's arms with his right hand, ignoring the weird blue light, and stretched out his left hand to grab the young man's chin, trying to tear him off his calf: "You belong to a dog!" Are you sick?"

With the blue light in front of his eyes, Fang Ziming shuddered all over. He hugged his left leg with both hands and said while biting, "Go... go away... take it away!"

Although he was the victim, the person who attacked him looked delirious after taking too many drugs. Tang Yu wondered if this guy was a mentally ill person who escaped from some hospital, and he didn't have a killer He wanted to beat him up.

He just sat down on the ground, kicked his legs and reached out to break the young man's face: "Then you should let me go."

Fang Ziming: "Stay away from me... um... fuck you..."

Tang Yu: "..."

"Little bastard, you still cursed at me after biting me." The man cursed in a low voice, he suddenly frowned, then retracted his left hand, and raised it to his eyes: "It's burning to death. No, I have to deal with this thing first."

From the very beginning, the weird thing on the back of his hand has been getting hotter and hotter. Tang Yu picked it for a long time, seeing it squeezing his skin and looking at the situation as if it wanted to "drill" into the flesh and blood, the man gritted his teeth, picked it up and dropped it With the dagger on the ground, he backhanded the tip of the knife into the light ball on the back of his hand.

hum-

The tip of the knife froze at a distance of [-] centimeters from the light ball. No matter how hard Tang Yu tried, he couldn't shake it any more.

Tang Yu's expression gradually became serious.

"Hey, kid." He said to the young man who had consciously let go and tried to get up at his feet: "You seem to know this thing, what is it? How can you get it out?"

Fang Ziming shook his head, trying not to let that idea gain the upper hand, and said incoherently, "Fanny...no, I don't want to talk to you...it wants me to kill you..."

Tang Yu stopped talking nonsense, he changed his previous lazy appearance, kicked the young man over again, and pressed the dagger in his hand on the artery on the side of his neck: "You have only two choices, either answer my question honestly, or , let me cut your neck, let the blood out, and let you wake up."

"Don't think I'm scaremongering." He knelt on the ground on one knee, stared at the "thief" who had repeatedly sneaked into the house in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "I'll give you three seconds, life or death, choose for yourself."

The cold light in his throat was icy cold, and the murderous aura of the knife-wielding man was wanton, which made Fang Ziming sober up.

At the same time, because the two were so close together, he also noticed the strangeness in the other's body, and propped himself up slightly: "Wait, why are you so hot?"

Tang Yu ignored him: "One."

Fang Ziming: "I—"

Tang Yu: "Three. Quickly tell me how to get this thing off."

Fang Ziming: "..." So, what about two?Have you eaten it?

Tang Yu ran out of patience. He quickly pushed Fang Ziming down on his back again. Then he raised the knife and dropped it. The opened half-toothed combat knife rubbed against his neck and was nailed into the floor. I think it's probably about to see blood.

Tang Yu raised his left hand to his face, his tall body slowly leaned forward, and easily covered Fang Ziming under his body, completely blocking all the opponent's escape routes.

The man held the handle of the knife with the other hand, and his hand was extremely steady, but the hot breath sprayed on Fang Ziming's face revealed Tang Yu's poor physical condition at this time.

Fang Ziming was puzzled: This guy obviously doesn't look very well anymore, how can he still hit him with one hand?

Are you really a rookie?

Suddenly realizing his own weakness, Fang Ziming swears at the critical moment: If this matter can be solved, he will go to a gym tomorrow and start lifting weights!Practice your pecs!Running, rock climbing, Pilates, martial arts fighting, taekwondo, all fucking practice!

"Hey, don't be distracted." Tang Yu stared at him closely: "You have nothing to do with it. Get it off, and I can pretend nothing happened."

Fang Ziming regained consciousness in an instant, and whispered: "...you gave it to me on your own initiative."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, no longer resisted hard, and let his instinct grab the left hand that the man held in front of him.

The moment the two fingers touched, the blue light on the back of Tang Yu's hand went out silently.

An ice-blue irregular crystal the size of a ping-pong ball was deeply embedded about one centimeter below his middle finger. It opened a huge gap in the skin on the back of Tang Yu's hand, and tried to push himself deeper. buried in it.However, the other two found it strange that even though the crystal was stuck in the wound, it couldn't fit perfectly, so why didn't even a drop of blood flow out from the gap in the wound?

Did it happen to block all the bleeding outlets, or... before the blood gushed out, it was all "eaten" by the stone?

Seeing that the thing in his hand was no longer shining, Tang Yu's eyes sharpened immediately: "It really is you."

Fang Ziming was startled: "No, I didn't..."

Tang Yu was about to speak, but his complexion suddenly changed. He vigorously slapped Fang Ziming's fingers away, and a slightly painful expression finally appeared on his face.

He moved his eyes with difficulty, and looked at his left hand together with the young man below him—that strange crystal seemed to realize that someone else wanted to take it, and in the blink of an eye, it had taken over half of his "body" It plunged into Tang Yu's flesh and blood.

Fang Ziming instinctively leaned forward to grab it, and his fingertips could barely touch a small part of the exposed corners of the crystal. As expected, the latter evaded in the opposite direction again, and at the same time accelerated the speed of "drilling".

Tang Yu's arms trembled, his Adam's apple rolled and he let out a painful moan, and his body also fell down.

Below him is of course Fang Ziming, who was caught off guard and suffocated in an instant: "Well! Well... Shen... ah..."

"Hey, what's wrong with you, you, are you dizzy?"

"hello?"

Fang Ziming carefully avoided the sharp dagger stuck in his face. While adjusting his body away from the murder weapon, he tried to prop up the man on top of him, and then threw him to the side.

The man was tossed so upside down by him, but he still closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless, as if he was trapped in a nightmare and couldn't extricate himself.

Fang Ziming was silent for a moment. At this time, the Fanny Stone was completely invisible. The young man clearly felt that his body was also undergoing some kind of change—the strange and urgent feeling that had been lingering in his mind all this time. The crazy desires quickly subsided like a tide.

The previous feeling of being out of control of the body also disappeared.

Fang Ziming realized: the second Fanny Stone has found a fusion partner on its own, and the piece hidden in his heart is no longer ready to move, and it will no longer affect him.

He touched his neck and said in a low voice: "It seems that there is a huge influence between the fragments, and this influence seems to gradually fade after they are fused."

While thinking, the young man leaned on the floor and sat up, turning his head to look at the man lying beside him.

"This guy seems to be in pain. If you leave it alone, nothing will happen." Fang Ziming reached out hesitantly, patted the man's face, and was startled by the temperature of the man's body: " This is too hot, is this about to be cooked?"

This guy has been burned to at least [-] degrees.

"Could it be that when the Fanny stones are fused, do they always react like this?" He found the man's left hand, held it up and looked at it carefully: "It's strange, such a big piece of stone got into the back of the hand, and from the outside, the hand is also It’s not deformed by it. Could it be...it can be transformed into other forms?” For example, liquid or something.

The author has something to say: Tang Yu: "There is a saying, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Fang Ziming (biting his calf and not letting go).

Tang Yu: "You're biting my leg hair. Really, it doesn't hurt very much."

Fang Ziming: "... No wonder the taste is weird."

Fang Ziming: "Bah, bah, bah!"

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Hehehe, compared to harmony and love, I really like to attack and suffer each other =-=