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1430 My name is Su Ming

This person, Qin Mu and others, has never seen him.

He was wearing a robe that was incompatible with this era, and he actually had a bun on his head that only Taoists had. He looked a little funny. Judging from his face, he should be no more than twenty years old, but the temperament he gave Qin Mu from beginning to end was far exceeding this number. The only possibility is that this man was a psychic and used a magic spell to keep his face.

Many psychics have such a need, hoping that their appearance will last forever. This itself has a certain relationship with cultivation. When the cultivation level reaches a certain level, it can indeed slow down the aging rate. For example, Chonghua looks only 34 years old, but Qin Mu knows that his age is far more than that.

But the beauty-retaining technique is different.

The beauty storm is a magic trick that allows the psychic to maintain his own face forever. If it is caused by cultivation, then when his cultivation is damaged, he will return to his original appearance. However, the beauty storm consumes everything that is his own life span.

In the past, when practitioners were spread all over the world, the technique of maintaining the beauty was not a secret, and there were also solutions at that time. But in this Dharma-Ending Age, there was only one way, directly using one's own thirty-year life span and supplemented with other medicinal materials to obtain a permanent appearance.

When Qin Mu saw his face, his first reaction was to maintain his beauty, not because of his cultivation. It was because this person’s cultivation was not very high. How high is a person with foreign martial arts as his strengths?

The Taoist priest in white looked like a strange feeling. He was covered in white and put on his body, which made people feel a little vulgar. Qin Mu really couldn't understand why white made him feel like the other party was very vulgar.

The Taoist priest in white had long slender eyes and patted Qin Mu, Hua Wuyue and Xiaobai for a long time, and finally smiled and said, "Brother, don't be fine."

His voice was sharp, as if something was stuck in his throat.

This sentence made the three of them stunned. Qin Mu looked at this guy and looked like he was looking at a fool. Who is this guy? Just say hello?

While Qin Mu was still confused, the guy rushed over directly, his right hand was claw-shaped. If Qin Mu could not dodge in time, a big hole would probably appear in his chest.

The man's nails were also old, and they were shining with cold light. Qin Mu thought that the guy's nails were probably poisonous. In an instant, he put a strong talisman on himself, avoided the opponent's attack, and then elbowed the white-clothed Taoist priest. Although this movement was not very standard, the opponent could not bear Qin Mu's elbow strike and flew backwards.

While he fell out, he knocked over several bookshelfs that store things. The thick dust on the shelf immediately made everyone feel uncomfortable.

The fox that Xiaobai suppressed was frozen by the dark fire, and he fell to the ground stiffly. Qin Mu looked over and found that it was only a low-breed yellow-skinned fox, with all its hairs split.

"What combination of these two?" Qin Mu looked at the two guys on the ground with confusion, and the Taoist priest in white fainted after suffering a elbow strike from Qin Mu.

After several bookshelfs in the room collapsed, the entire underground base began to emit sharp alarms.

"Oh no, retreat quickly." Qin Mu looked at the three corpses falling down on the ground and looked speechless. At this time, the alarm sounded. If Qin Mu and the others could not explain everything clearly at this time, then there was no doubt that the unlucky one would be them. But can this matter be explained clearly?

Hua Wuyue's little hand waved, and the scenery around her quickly changed. At this moment, a sound came from behind them, a sound that told them to stop all their movements.

The voice said, "Don't leave, Qin Mu, we have something to say."

Qin Mu turned around incredibly, because standing behind him was the person who was responsible for reception whose throat was cut off by the yellow fox and collapsed on the ground.

He stood behind Qin Mu with a smile on his face.

Behind him was the man with blond hair and braids. A soft fat man was slung on his thick arms, looking like a worn-out cloth, allowing Alice to grab it in his hand without any reaction.

"You..." Qin Mu widened his eyes: "Aren't you dead?"

When Qin Mu was speaking, he glanced at the corpse that had just fallen to the ground. The corpse whose throat was chewed and blood was sucked away.

When Qin Mu looked at this corpse, it was already painted in an instant.

"That's fake." The person in charge of the receptionist said with a smile: "By the way, there has never been a formal self-introduction. My name is Su Ming. My ability is a clone. I have countless clones, and each clone looks the same as the real one, but..."

Alice said with a smile at this time, "But every clone is like a paper, and it will rot when touched."

"Shut up," Su Ming said angrily: "Do you know how great my clone is? I can..."

Before Su Ming finished speaking, Alice said with a smile: "Go out to play anytime, anywhere, just send a clone to work..." He almost finished everything in unison with Su Ming, and then smiled and said: "But it has no use."

"Damn... If you have a habit, don't send my clone out to buy things for you." Su Ming was anxious when he heard this and said directly.

Qin Mu narrowed his eyes, looked at Su Ming carefully, and said, "So are you now clone or body?"

Su Ming was stunned, laughed and said, "You can try it."

Qin Mu was also stunned. He looked at Su Ming, and suddenly, he laughed loudly with Su Ming. At this time, Alice looked puzzled, "Where are you two smiling?"

Qin Mu and Su Ming's laughter stopped almost at the same time. Qin Mu narrowed his eyes and said, "When?"

"Just when you enter the door."

Qin Mu was a little confused: "But didn't the instrument at that time say that the identity confirmation was successful?"

"Where are there such advanced instruments?" Su Ming smiled and said, "Where is this place? It is the underground base of the Psychic Association. This kind of place only has psychics and some relatively high-end technologies. But to be honest, the identity confirmation machine was made when Alice was bored and it was useless. Just like the detection door in the supermarket, only people with labels will not have an alarm when they come out. Those without labels will have an alarm."

When Su Ming was speaking, he pointed to his badge and said, "This thing is just an instrument for employees to go to and from get off work. Simply put, it is a clocker. How could Li Yu and others come from far away from China? How could they carry this thing?"

Qin Mu's face was full of dark lines: "Then do you still ask them to go for an experiment?"

"I just want to see it," Su Ming smiled, but there was a hint of cold murderous aura in his eyes: "How brave are they?"

"Facts have proved that he is quite brave," Alice, who was beside him, threw the already weak fat man in her hand directly to the ground: "Not only did he break one of your clones, he also rushed in with a swagger."

"Then when did you find me?" Qin Mu was stunned and said.
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