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"Oh!!!"

With the flaming sword so close at hand, the tilapia clone suddenly smiled.

The voice was not loud, but it came from the bottom of my heart, and I just thought it was interesting.

"Haha!!!" He reached out and flicked the flaming sword that was close at hand, and the clone asked with a smile: "I'm very curious, what have you experienced in the main body?

Tell me, if it's interesting..." He puffed up his chest, and his chest was just touching the edge of the flaming sword: "If it's interesting, it doesn't matter if I give you my life."

"..." Looking at the tilapia clone who was smiling wildly and from the heart, a strange emotion suddenly arose in Angel Qingqing's heart.

The bright eyes reflected the man's wanton face, as if looking at a fool.

With a straight face and raised eyebrows, he said coldly: "You are just a clone, do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"Don't make trouble!" He pulled aside the flaming sword pointing at his chest, and the clone lazily leaned against the tree trunk again, saying disdainfully: "I'm just a clone, not to mention whether you have the ability to kill me.

Even if you are really capable, what's the point of killing me?"

Finding that the flaming sword was pointed at him again, the clone sighed, and his expression became serious: "The guy in the main body is not a thing. In fact, I have been unhappy with him for a long time."

"Wait a minute." He raised his free hand to interrupt the clone's words. Angel Qingqing looked at him strangely and asked in confusion: "You just said that you are not happy with Tilapia?

You are just his clone. If you are not happy with yourself, please use your brain to deceive others."

"Tch." Looking at the unbelieving angel Qingqing with disdain, the clone was confused again, leaning his shoulders against the tree trunk, and slowly sat down.

He patted the tree trunk next to him and invited: "Sit down and say, I have to teach you a lesson."

Clone, who told you that the clone can't hate the main body?"

After staring at the clone suspiciously for a long time, she realized that the tilapia clone was indeed very spiritual and had a weak connection with the main body. Angel Qingqing believed it for a while, held the flaming sword tightly, and sat down cautiously.

Seeing that the person was keeping a distance from him, the clone showed bitterness on his face and sighed in frustration: "Alas!!! The guy in the original body pays too much attention to women and ruins the reputation of us clones."

The sound was not loud, just enough for Angel Qingqing to vaguely hear.

Coupled with the reluctance and disgust on his face, in the eyes of Angel Qingqing, it was like the clone despising the original body, which made people subconsciously ignore his gloating just now, and he also despised himself.

He spread his hands and continued: "How should I say it?

Let’s talk about the principle of clone of the ontology.”

"The principle of clones?" Angel Qingqing pricked up her ears. She also wanted to know what the principle of tilapia clones was.

The clone seemed to be talking to himself, regardless of whether Angel Qingqing listened carefully or not, he just said to himself: "We clones possess all the memories and some abilities of the original body, and are independent of the original body.

He has an independent personality, but inherits a certain part of his original personality.

For example, I..."

For some reason, Angel Qingqing always felt that the Tilapia clone not far away had a kind of sadness and depression that his original body did not have, as if he was a man whose talent was not appreciated.

We obviously have the ability to make changes that benefit one party, but because of oppression from above, we can only watch and be unable to make changes.

The clone said to itself: "I have the memory of the original body and some of the abilities of the original body, but I also have an independent personality.

Although a certain situation will be affected by the personality of the main body, you will regret what you did afterwards." He grabbed his hair hard, his eyes were red, countless veins popped up in the hand holding his hair, and his expression became ferocious.

“I obviously only like mountains and rivers, and a leisurely life of fishing and drinking tea.

But under the influence of his personality, when he sees a beautiful girl, he can't help but want to tease her, want to hurt her with bad words, and want to possess her..." His fists clenched loudly, and the clone roared in pain: "Why, why am I just a girl?

The clone, why can he affect what I do, just because he is the main body?

I don’t want to... I don’t want to...” The voice became hoarse, low, and weak, like a helpless child: “I don’t want to hurt anyone.”

Angel Qingqing stared at the clone, trying to see signs of lying and deception on his face.

According to records, Tilapia is a talkative person who is very good at acting.

However, after hundreds of years of experience, Qingqing didn't see any trace of acting on the clone's face.

Some are just hesitant, helpless, and... struggling.

"Why are you struggling? Is it because of the influence of the tilapia body?" As a listener, Qingqing is very qualified.

She didn't interrupt or raise any questions, she just listened quietly to everything the clone said.

Until...the helplessness on the clone's face disappeared, revealing the familiar pride and the last trace of struggle in his eyes.

"Little girl, I'm just chatting with you to pass the time. Are you really being deceived?"

Accompanied by a familiar tone, the clone stretched out a big hand, targeting the angel Qingqing's head.

Letting the clone's big hands gently caress the hair on top of her head, watching the last trace of struggle completely disappear from the clone's eyes, Angel Qingqing's expression became solemn, and her eyes gradually became cold.

"Whether what you just said is true or false, it gives me a reason to eliminate you.

Really, I will end my miserable life for you.

If it’s fake, then you should pay for it by deceiving me.”

Doppelgänger: "???Now the little angels, are all so decisive?"

Realizing that the big hand of the head-toucher was blocked by the little angel, the clone suddenly felt a little regretful and regretted not continuing to play.

If you can make a clone of yourself and soak up an angel, if you can do it, you can blow it for a lifetime.

A whistling sound echoed through my ears, and the clone leaning against the tree trunk was split into two by the flaming sword.

Angel Qingqing looked at the clone that was broken into two parts in confusion. She never thought it would go so smoothly.

Until...the clone turned into a ball of mud. Sister Qingqing immediately raised her sword and stared at the surroundings with vigilance, countless questions rising in her heart.

"Mud? What's going on?" She never thought that Tilapia's clone would be a ball of mud.

"Water Release: Waterspout."

A familiar voice sounded behind him, followed by a harsh sound.

Angel Qingqing turned around sharply and saw a series of waterspouts coming from the sky and the earth.

The high-speed rotating water flow like a tornado shattered everything in its path, leaving only a short distance away from him.

The strong pulling force forced Angel Qingqing to spread her wings and take off into the air.

"It's so spectacular, it's like a natural disaster."

Pulling away and looking at the waterspout again, Angel Qingqing couldn't help but stare.

"If the speed is faster, or if the tilapia is closer to me, I won't be able to get better once I get involved." I was secretly afraid, and my eyes couldn't help but glance at the man who was hanging quietly in the sky with his arms folded.

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After a long time, he suddenly turned cold and asked, "Tilapia, are you really just a clone?"

Raising his hand was a natural disaster-like attack, and it was really difficult for Angel Qingqing to connect the tilapia in front of him with his clone.

"Hey!!! Guess!" With a mysterious smile, the clone clasped his hands fiercely, and the energy around him seemed to be blown by a strong wind.

"Sage Mode!"

"Immortal magic: thousands of hands."

Just like a big earthquake, the wood broke out of the ground, and in an instant it turned into a thousand-foot-tall Buddha, covering the sky and the sun.

Compared with the Senju Hashirama in the original work, the Buddha summoned by the tilapia tree clone is at least three times taller.

The tall wooden Buddha blocked the moonlight, casting a shadow that directly hit the heart of the angel Qingqing.

"I..., how do I fight this?" Holding the flaming sword tightly in his palm, Angel Qingqing stared blankly at the huge thing in front of him, and for a moment he couldn't even think of where to start.

Until... "I didn't sleep in the middle of the night. I summoned the Thousand-Armed Buddha if I had nothing to do. Are you sick?" The familiar voice sounded again, and the huge figure of the Thousand-Armed Buddha suddenly disappeared.

If it weren't for the traces on the ground, it would be as if it never appeared.

Looking at the tilapia with a bed sheet wrapped around his waist not far away, he suddenly appeared and pointed at another tilapia and cursed loudly. Angel Qingqing fell silent.

Being pointed at the nose, the clone's temper also rose, and he said unhappily: "You are only allowed to accompany three girls to fool around, what's wrong with me making a little angel?"

It's just for fun. I'm going to take my main body online." He spat at the ground and said, "I won't serve you anymore." Angel Qingqing stared at him dumbfounded, and his clone turned into a humanoid wooden sculpture and smashed to the ground.

Tilapia, who was wrapped in sheets and looked embarrassed, and Angel Qingqing, who was dumbfounded, were left standing there. The two stared at each other, and the atmosphere fell into silence.
Chapter completed!