After walking through the long passage, he finally saw the outside scenery clearly through the bright light. Jimo Qian looked at the mirror-clear water in the colorful lake, wondering if there were waves under the calm here. Others may not be very familiar with the Fantasy Purgatory Tower.

Understood, but he was different. He had heard about the power of the Fantasy Purgatory Tower.

Saye still hasn't recovered from the blow just now.

Until countless blazing flames surged up all around, trapping Jimo Qian in the middle with it, and strange auras from all around rushed towards him.

The surrounding fire is getting bigger and bigger, and the temperature of the entire narrow canyon is getting higher and higher. Saye belongs to the fire element, so he doesn't pay attention to such fire, but seeing the fire getting stronger and stronger, that trend is a bit disturbing.

Unbelievable, it finally started to look at it seriously.

Jimo Qian still stood calmly, his enchanting lips slightly raised.

Sayer was angry, "Don't you know how to use fire magic? Put out the fire quickly? If it burns like this, we will all go to hell, you know? Then you will never see your dear princess again."

"If you don't talk too much, you will die!" Jimo Qian said calmly without even looking at it.

Saye curled his lips, didn't it want to die? But now it didn't dare to heat Jimo Qian. Jimo Qian shook off the folding fan in his hand and threw it into the space, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more cold.

Saye couldn't understand his thoughts and what he wanted to do, and Jimo Qian never played according to common sense, so his whole mind was confused.

Saye looked around cautiously. This is the second floor of the Fantasy Purgatory Tower. It's a game for me.

Saye doesn't know many things, but he also knows a lot. The so-called game against oneself means fighting against oneself, but such a strange scene has never been seen before.

If it was a copy, where did it come from? Could there be another version of itself appearing with Jimo Qian? It didn't have time to think about anything, and it only heard Jimo Qian's voice coming over: "Here it comes."

"What's going on?" Saye turned his head, his eyes widened suddenly, and then he looked at Jimo Qian nonchalantly, curling his lips angrily, "I hate replicas the most in my life."

"Me too!" This time Jimo Qian did not refute its opinion, but his voice became colder.

Saye felt comforted and finally found similarities. Is this considered a kind of progress and tacit understanding?

The visitors are one person and one lion. They are exactly the same as Jimo Qian and Saye. Jimo Qian is dressed in white, noble and flawless, and is extremely elegant. The one beside Saye has red and black spots on his fur. He has a domineering attitude and belongs to the flaming lion clan.

The contrast between the two is too arrogant, creating a confusing tension.

People can't help but look at that static and beautiful picture again and again.

The other ones, 'Jimo Qian' and 'Saye', were as handsome as ever, but there was a look of death in each other's eyes, unlike normal people, and they knew they were fakes at a glance.

Jimo Qian patted Saye on the head, "What are the general consequences for people who pretend to be themselves?"

"Nonsense, of course it will turn into ashes." Saye avoided Jimo Qian's hand and glared at him arrogantly. Jimo Qian didn't care, looked at himself opposite and smiled.

"I haven't beaten myself once. I really don't know how much I weigh. If I pretend to be me, I will end up in ashes and will never be reincarnated."

As soon as the voice changed, it was frozen three feet.

Saye, who was standing far away, couldn't help but froze and shuddered. This... this is too cruel!
Chapter completed!