Chapter 105
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Two Zheng Yang and two sayulali are in a mess.
Zheng Yang knows that the other one is fake, but he can't tell which one is real.
"Get rid of the guy who pretends to be me first!"
Two Zheng Yang thought the same way, and a cold light flashed in their eyes.
No.1 ejects the bone blade again and pours on No.2, ready to fight with close combat. He was still worried about destroying the building. He only used the length of the bone blade, instead of using the flame to extend a longer bone blade.
Zheng Yang on the second face sneer, thought a move, Zheng Yang on the first suddenly lost track.
There was a loud bang from the bow of the ship, and Zheng Yang, No. 2, also lost his trace and flashed to the bow.
"Surprise or not?"
Zheng Yang looked at No. 1, who was split into two sections by bow technique, with cold eyes.
The bow lightning stroke is provided by the lightning pattern in the crystal ball. Its power depends on the level of the lightning pattern, far beyond Zheng Yang's lightning stroke.
How can fake Zheng Yang stand the blow?
However, after Zheng Yang was cut into two sections, he was shocked when he slowly became empty.
"No way. How can I be a fake? Why? I clearly feel that I'm the real one. I'm a passer-by from another time and space... "
Zheng Yang's heart is awe inspiring, and he even knows the secret of his own passer-by! And this fake doesn't seem to know that he is a fake. He always thinks that he is real, but he is a fake.
If the secret of the spirit ship had not been copied by the other party, this game would not be easy to solve. What will happen if you are killed by a fake? Fake or fake?
In each other's memory, how did the boat come from?
An unsolved mystery.
two Sai Yula Lee as like as two peas came out of the living room, acting alike, more consistent than twins.
Zheng Yang shakes his head and has a headache. The situation he needs to face next is much more complicated than just now.
It can be imagined that the two ceyulali must also think that they are true and the other is false. They are just complete clones and can't tell each other apart.
Saiyulali saw that there was only one Zheng Yang left, and they were still on guard. They were not sure that it was Zhengzhu in front of them.
Zheng Yang rubbed his eyebrows and asked Alice if she could tell the true from the false.
Alice, as always, replied, "I don't know."
"That fake was beaten to dust by me. Let's eat first!" Zheng Yang returned to the living room and ate the lunch cooked by Zheng Yang.
After a confrontation for a while, they went to the table and prepared for dinner.
"Go away, this is my cutlery!"
"You're bullshit. I used to taste it when I was cooking!"
"You It's my cooking. You've got one set! "
"No, why didn't you get it?"
……
Two sayulari fight for the cutlery, and no one will let them.
Zheng Yang ate and watched in silence.
Now I don't know what the purpose of making a clone is, whether it is to replace it or simply copy it. If he's sure it's harmless, he doesn't mind taking one more ceyolalie back.
As a result of the two sayulali's scramble for tableware, they watched the food getting less and less, and finally all went into Zheng Yang's stomach.
"Asshole, why don't you keep one for me!"
"You ate my food, too. You have to help me make a new one!"
"No, do it for me!"
……
Zheng Yang looks as like as two peas in two people's clothes.
"Ceurali, you have only one suit, don't you?"
Two saiyulali stop quarreling and look at Zheng Yang at the same time.
"You take off your clothes!"
Both seyoulari's eyes widened at the same time.
"Are you crazy? She's a fake. She's an evil disguise. Are you hungry to this extent? "
"No, I'm not going to sleep with you with a monster!"
Zheng Yang's forehead was full of blue veins: "Whoever doesn't take off means that he is a fake!"
The two ceyulali glared at each other fiercely. First they took off the dagger on their thighs, then they took off their clothes quickly, revealing two perfect carcasses.
Zheng Yang stares at the leather clothes they throw aside. After a while, the leather clothes don't disappear as he thought. He looked again at the two women, with calm eyes.
"Next, I'm going to take a hair out of your head. Don't resist!"
With that, Zheng Yang stretched out his hands and pulled out a long hair on their heads. He held it in his hands and waited for a while, but there was no change in his hair. His hands burned as like as two peas were charred and emit the same smell of burning.
There's no way!
"You can cook by yourself Well, let's go our own way. Don't fight! "Zheng Yang waved and said to them.
Since the counterfeiters don't know whether they are fake, at least they don't have a bad idea for the time being. Let's observe them first.
"I bought the can. You can't use my can!"
"What? I bought it, you fake
……
Zheng Yang helped his forehead and returned to the cab with a long sigh.
He continued to pay attention to the situation of the lower class through perception, and saw that although the two ceyulali quarreled endlessly, they did not fight intellectually.
Through Zheng Yang's example just now, they also know that the impostor can copy memory and skills, and the outcome of the battle does not necessarily mean the truth.
They each cooked a lunch, while staring at each other to eat, as if eating each other's flesh and blood.
As the building ship glides on the calm sea, only the three electric oar hoists at the stern of the ship make a buzzing sound.
There are still no seabirds in the sky and no fish in the sea.
Without sail power, you can never reach your destination at this speed in the dark. At least you have to sail until tomorrow morning.
After two sayulali finished their meal, one of them snorted coldly: "since you say you are true, then you help him wash the dishes!"
"Of course I am!" The other one won't fight this time. Clean Zheng Yang and her own tableware.
The first rolled his eyes and went to the bedroom on the second floor.
A moment later, another one came up and the dispute began again.
"What are you doing? Don't touch my clothes
"Hell, this is my dress. Get out of here!"
"My..."
Zheng Yang sighed again, but he couldn't tell! It's really weird here!
Counterfeiters think they are real in their own cognition, and they completely copy their character, habits and all abilities, so they have no flaws at all.
soon, as like as two peas, two women came to the cab.
Zheng Yang stopped the quarrel and said, "I know one of you is a fake, but she doesn't know she is a fake, so it's meaningless to fight any more. You should be more twins."
"In the evening, one of you sleeps in the guest room and the other sleeps in my room. I'll sail. How do you choose? "
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Two Zheng Yang and two sayulali are in a mess.
Zheng Yang knows that the other one is fake, but he can't tell which one is real.
"Get rid of the guy who pretends to be me first!"
Two Zheng Yang thought the same way, and a cold light flashed in their eyes.
No.1 ejects the bone blade again and pours on No.2, ready to fight with close combat. He was still worried about destroying the building. He only used the length of the bone blade, instead of using the flame to extend a longer bone blade.
Zheng Yang on the second face sneer, thought a move, Zheng Yang on the first suddenly lost track.
There was a loud bang from the bow of the ship, and Zheng Yang, No. 2, also lost his trace and flashed to the bow.
"Surprise or not?"
Zheng Yang looked at No. 1, who was split into two sections by bow technique, with cold eyes.
The bow lightning stroke is provided by the lightning pattern in the crystal ball. Its power depends on the level of the lightning pattern, far beyond Zheng Yang's lightning stroke.
How can fake Zheng Yang stand the blow?
However, after Zheng Yang was cut into two sections, he was shocked when he slowly became empty.
"No way. How can I be a fake? Why? I clearly feel that I'm the real one. I'm a passer-by from another time and space... "
Zheng Yang's heart is awe inspiring, and he even knows the secret of his own passer-by! And this fake doesn't seem to know that he is a fake. He always thinks that he is real, but he is a fake.
If the secret of the spirit ship had not been copied by the other party, this game would not be easy to solve. What will happen if you are killed by a fake? Fake or fake?
In each other's memory, how did the boat come from?
An unsolved mystery.
two Sai Yula Lee as like as two peas came out of the living room, acting alike, more consistent than twins.
Zheng Yang shakes his head and has a headache. The situation he needs to face next is much more complicated than just now.
It can be imagined that the two ceyulali must also think that they are true and the other is false. They are just complete clones and can't tell each other apart.
Saiyulali saw that there was only one Zheng Yang left, and they were still on guard. They were not sure that it was Zhengzhu in front of them.
Zheng Yang rubbed his eyebrows and asked Alice if she could tell the true from the false.
Alice, as always, replied, "I don't know."
"That fake was beaten to dust by me. Let's eat first!" Zheng Yang returned to the living room and ate the lunch cooked by Zheng Yang.
After a confrontation for a while, they went to the table and prepared for dinner.
"Go away, this is my cutlery!"
"You're bullshit. I used to taste it when I was cooking!"
"You It's my cooking. You've got one set! "
"No, why didn't you get it?"
……
Two sayulari fight for the cutlery, and no one will let them.
Zheng Yang ate and watched in silence.
Now I don't know what the purpose of making a clone is, whether it is to replace it or simply copy it. If he's sure it's harmless, he doesn't mind taking one more ceyolalie back.
As a result of the two sayulali's scramble for tableware, they watched the food getting less and less, and finally all went into Zheng Yang's stomach.
"Asshole, why don't you keep one for me!"
"You ate my food, too. You have to help me make a new one!"
"No, do it for me!"
……
Zheng Yang looks as like as two peas in two people's clothes.
"Ceurali, you have only one suit, don't you?"
Two saiyulali stop quarreling and look at Zheng Yang at the same time.
"You take off your clothes!"
Both seyoulari's eyes widened at the same time.
"Are you crazy? She's a fake. She's an evil disguise. Are you hungry to this extent? "
"No, I'm not going to sleep with you with a monster!"
Zheng Yang's forehead was full of blue veins: "Whoever doesn't take off means that he is a fake!"
The two ceyulali glared at each other fiercely. First they took off the dagger on their thighs, then they took off their clothes quickly, revealing two perfect carcasses.
Zheng Yang stares at the leather clothes they throw aside. After a while, the leather clothes don't disappear as he thought. He looked again at the two women, with calm eyes.
"Next, I'm going to take a hair out of your head. Don't resist!"
With that, Zheng Yang stretched out his hands and pulled out a long hair on their heads. He held it in his hands and waited for a while, but there was no change in his hair. His hands burned as like as two peas were charred and emit the same smell of burning.
There's no way!
"You can cook by yourself Well, let's go our own way. Don't fight! "Zheng Yang waved and said to them.
Since the counterfeiters don't know whether they are fake, at least they don't have a bad idea for the time being. Let's observe them first.
"I bought the can. You can't use my can!"
"What? I bought it, you fake
……
Zheng Yang helped his forehead and returned to the cab with a long sigh.
He continued to pay attention to the situation of the lower class through perception, and saw that although the two ceyulali quarreled endlessly, they did not fight intellectually.
Through Zheng Yang's example just now, they also know that the impostor can copy memory and skills, and the outcome of the battle does not necessarily mean the truth.
They each cooked a lunch, while staring at each other to eat, as if eating each other's flesh and blood.
As the building ship glides on the calm sea, only the three electric oar hoists at the stern of the ship make a buzzing sound.
There are still no seabirds in the sky and no fish in the sea.
Without sail power, you can never reach your destination at this speed in the dark. At least you have to sail until tomorrow morning.
After two sayulali finished their meal, one of them snorted coldly: "since you say you are true, then you help him wash the dishes!"
"Of course I am!" The other one won't fight this time. Clean Zheng Yang and her own tableware.
The first rolled his eyes and went to the bedroom on the second floor.
A moment later, another one came up and the dispute began again.
"What are you doing? Don't touch my clothes
"Hell, this is my dress. Get out of here!"
"My..."
Zheng Yang sighed again, but he couldn't tell! It's really weird here!
Counterfeiters think they are real in their own cognition, and they completely copy their character, habits and all abilities, so they have no flaws at all.
soon, as like as two peas, two women came to the cab.
Zheng Yang stopped the quarrel and said, "I know one of you is a fake, but she doesn't know she is a fake, so it's meaningless to fight any more. You should be more twins."
"In the evening, one of you sleeps in the guest room and the other sleeps in my room. I'll sail. How do you choose? "
Two Zheng Yang and two sayulali are in a mess. Zheng Yang knows that the other one is fake, but he can't tell which one is real. "Get rid of the guy who pretends to be me first!" Two Zheng Yang thought the same way, and a cold light flashed in their eyes. No.1 ejects the bone blade again and pours on No.2, ready to fight with close combat. He was still worried about destroying the building. He only used the length of the bone blade, instead of using the flame to extend a longer bone blade. Zheng Yang on the second face sneer, thought a move, Zheng Yang on the first suddenly lost track. There was a loud bang from the bow of the ship, and Zheng Yang, No. 2, also lost his trace and flashed to the bow. "Surprise or not?" Zheng Yang looked at No. 1, who was split into two sections by bow technique, with cold eyes. The bow lightning stroke is provided by the lightning pattern in the crystal ball. Its power depends on the level of the lightning pattern, far beyond Zheng Yang's lightning stroke. How can fake Zheng Yang stand the blow? However, after Zheng Yang was cut into two sections, he was shocked when he slowly became empty. "No way. How can I be a fake? Why? I clearly feel that I'm the real one. I'm a passer-by from another time and space... " Zheng Yang's heart is awe inspiring, and he even knows the secret of his own passer-by! And this fake doesn't seem to know that he is a fake. He always thinks that he is real, but he is a fake. If the secret of the spirit ship had not been copied by the other party, this game would not be easy to solve. What will happen if you are killed by a fake? Fake or fake? In each other's memory, how did the boat come from? An unsolved mystery. two Sai Yula Lee as like as two peas came out of the living room, acting alike, more consistent than twins. Zheng Yang shakes his head and has a headache. The situation he needs to face next is much more complicated than just now. It can be imagined that the two ceyulali must also think that they are true and the other is false. They are just complete clones and can't tell each other apart. Saiyulali saw that there was only one Zheng Yang left, and they were still on guard. They were not sure that it was Zhengzhu in front of them. Zheng Yang rubbed his eyebrows and asked Alice if she could tell the true from the false. Alice, as always, replied, "I don't know." "That fake was beaten to dust by me. Let's eat first!" Zheng Yang returned to the living room and ate the lunch cooked by Zheng Yang. After a confrontation for a while, they went to the table and prepared for dinner. "Go away, this is my cutlery!" "You're bullshit. I used to taste it when I was cooking!" "You It's my cooking. You've got one set! " "No, why didn't you get it?" Two sayulari fight for the cutlery, and no one will let them. Zheng Yang ate and watched in silence. Now I don't know what the purpose of making a clone is, whether it is to replace it or simply copy it. If he's sure it's harmless, he doesn't mind taking one more ceyolalie back. As a result of the two sayulali's scramble for tableware, they watched the food getting less and less, and finally all went into Zheng Yang's stomach. "Asshole, why don't you keep one for me!" "You ate my food, too. You have to help me make a new one!" "No, do it for me!" Zheng Yang looks as like as two peas in two people's clothes. "Ceurali, you have only one suit, don't you?" Two saiyulali stop quarreling and look at Zheng Yang at the same time. "You take off your clothes!" Both seyoulari's eyes widened at the same time. "Are you crazy? She's a fake. She's an evil disguise. Are you hungry to this extent? " "No, I'm not going to sleep with you with a monster!" Zheng Yang's forehead was full of blue veins: "Whoever doesn't take off means that he is a fake!" The two ceyulali glared at each other fiercely. First they took off the dagger on their thighs, then they took off their clothes quickly, revealing two perfect carcasses. Zheng Yang stares at the leather clothes they throw aside. After a while, the leather clothes don't disappear as he thought. He looked again at the two women, with calm eyes. "Next, I'm going to take a hair out of your head. Don't resist!" With that, Zheng Yang stretched out his hands and pulled out a long hair on their heads. He held it in his hands and waited for a while, but there was no change in his hair. His hands burned as like as two peas were charred and emit the same smell of burning. There's no way! "You can cook by yourself Well, let's go our own way. Don't fight! "Zheng Yang waved and said to them. Since the counterfeiters don't know whether they are fake, at least they don't have a bad idea for the time being. Let's observe them first. "I bought the can. You can't use my can!" "What? I bought it, you fake Zheng Yang helped his forehead and returned to the cab with a long sigh. He continued to pay attention to the situation of the lower class through perception, and saw that although the two ceyulali quarreled endlessly, they did not fight intellectually. Through Zheng Yang's example just now, they also know that the impostor can copy memory and skills, and the outcome of the battle does not necessarily mean the truth. They each cooked a lunch, while staring at each other to eat, as if eating each other's flesh and blood. As the building ship glides on the calm sea, only the three electric oar hoists at the stern of the ship make a buzzing sound. There are still no seabirds in the sky and no fish in the sea. Without sail power, you can never reach your destination at this speed in the dark. At least you have to sail until tomorrow morning. After two sayulali finished their meal, one of them snorted coldly: "since you say you are true, then you help him wash the dishes!" "Of course I am!" The other one won't fight this time. Clean Zheng Yang and her own tableware. The first rolled his eyes and went to the bedroom on the second floor. A moment later, another one came up and the dispute began again. "What are you doing? Don't touch my clothes "Hell, this is my dress. Get out of here!" "My..." Zheng Yang sighed again, but he couldn't tell! It's really weird here! Counterfeiters think they are real in their own cognition, and they completely copy their character, habits and all abilities, so they have no flaws at all. soon, as like as two peas, two women came to the cab. Zheng Yang stopped the quarrel and said, "I know one of you is a fake, but she doesn't know she is a fake, so it's meaningless to fight any more. You should be more twins." "In the evening, one of you sleeps in the guest room and the other sleeps in my room. I'll sail. How do you choose? "
