"I am you, and you will soon be like me."

When I heard this, I felt creepy and asked, "Are you also a fragment of that person? If so, why did you kill Yuwen Hu?"

He said lightly: "Of course it's for silence, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful that you can find me. Since that's the case, this swear is in vain. I'd just confess to you, but you should regret it, because knowing the truth is always much sadder than not knowing anything."

Then, I felt the power in my hand disappear. The next moment, my cloak rushed into the air and turned around and wanted to leave.

I hurriedly chased after me, and the moment I flew up, everything under my feet began to collapse, and the restored house became a broken wall again.

Time goes back, and it is just a falsehood that can not last long.

I grabbed the man's cloak and said, "Let's cooperate."

But he didn't look back: "Cooperate? Ten you and I will be his opponents together! Don't be foolish."

I didn't say anything, but used the power of devouring. The next moment, his cloak began to slowly disappear, and he finally began to panic, and he fled and said, "Why do you have such power?"

Devouring is my trump card. I didn't take it out because it was not yet time, and using it to deal with the person in front of me was a huge expense.

At this moment, I was already breathless.

The other party was a little anxious because he found that under the power of my devouring, his time-turning back could not work.

He said in a deep voice: "Stop! You crazy! The power you devour is not enough to kill me immediately, and once your power is exhausted, I can kill you. Aren't you afraid?"

I said lightly: "You don't have to worry about this. If I die, there will be another one I will live. I just don't know if you have such good luck."

If devouring is my trump card, then papermaking is my biggest trump card. I can guarantee that as long as my paper man is there, even if I die, I can still rely on the drop of essence and blood that belongs to me on the paper man.

But the person in front of him is different.

He has been hollowed out.

If I guess correctly, he is actually slowly returning to the "true self", and he cannot stop this return at all, so he has become like this now that he is neither human nor ghost.

There is no body, no soul.

You can only hide in your cloak to show your existence.

If he dies here today, he will disappear forever.

He was a little excited and asked, "You can do papermaking? Can you make another one of you?"

Look, papermaking is really my trump card. Whether here or in that world, this skill is enough to shock everyone.

I said, "That's right."

Finally, he was defeated and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I will cooperate with you! But you have to promise me something and give me a good body!"

I said lightly: "This is a trivial matter, but this body will be mixed with my essence and blood. Don't you dislike it?"

Hearing this, he sneered and said, "You and I are just fragments of that guy. What do I dislike? If it weren't for living for a few more days, would you think I would be willing to cooperate with you?"

"I said, we can't beat him if we add up ten, so even if we work with you, we can't beat him. So, I don't care at all what I rely on to have a body."

To be honest, his negative attitude actually disappointed me, but when I think of his current appearance, I guess he should have tried his best to struggle before, hoping to get rid of the torture of fate.

However, fate did not let him go, and he became negative because of this heavy blow, feeling that he had no hope of flop.

He killed Yuwen Hu, probably hoping that I wouldn't know this, so that I wouldn't resist, nor would I go through the process from full of hope to extremely desperate.

I retracted my strength, took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the ground, and quickly recovered my spiritual power.

He scolded Ju Niang, carried me who was meditating to a remote forest, and then stood aside, looking at me with a cold look, whose face soon became rosy.

After I recovered completely, I opened my eyes, looked at him, and said, "Thank you."

He snorted coldly and said, "I am not protecting you, I just want you to get better soon and give me a human skin that is as decent as you."

I said lightly: "I understand."

Then, I raised my hand and grabbed it, and the leaves on the tree fell and gathered in my hands.

Then I quickly pricked someone.

He curiously said, "Isn't it papermaking? Can leaves?"

I found that although he was a little arrogant, he was actually very simple in nature and was a curious baby.

Perhaps because we are both miserable people and have the same origin, I have a natural affection for him and said with a smile: "Printing paper is just a name for magic. Experts like me have long been no longer limited to materials."

Seeing that I was so narcissistic, he said sourly: "It's all fragments, but you seem to be favored."

Instead of answering, I quickly pricked a person, bit my finger and wrote a string of spells on it, and then let him lie in.

I thought he would be a little hesitant, but he trusted me so much and walked in.

Then, the person who had been pricked with leaves was filled with souls, and then a living person with a rosy complexion stood in front of me.

He looks eighty-slightly like me, and he is a little more delicate than the handsome me, which is completely opposite to his mature and steadfast look when he first appeared.
Chapter completed!