"You...you wait, who are you?"

The look just now was so evil, just like an evil ghost.

Now, he dare not recognize him when he stood alive in front of him.

"It's me, fat man, who else can it be besides me? Do you think... it's the one inside?" Ling Luoyu seemed to smile.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Um?

What's the one in?

Could it be—

"San Young Master, you... have you seen you too?" Feng Chenglin pointed at his body in disbelief: "It's right there, the other you?"

"Did you see it's me?" Ling Luoyu's expression was a little wrong.

Feng Chenglin hehe: "...What you said, of course I see is you. Could it be that I can see myself?"

He was about to laugh twice, but Ling Luoyu's eyes told him that this was not a joke.

At that moment, he immediately restrained his smile and turned around and looked behind him incredibly.

In the storm, that figure is still there.

No matter how you look at it, it's Ling Luoyu.

"That's right, Master San, what I see is you. Look... clothes, figure, and standing posture are all you..."

"That's a coincidence!" Ling Luoyu seemed to smile: "From my perspective, the person standing there - it's you!"

"……ah?"

"Clothes, figures, and standing postures..." Ling Luoyu imitated Feng Chenglin's appearance and poses: "It's such a pose. Is there a slutty person?"

"What are you kidding?"

Feng Chenglin immediately interrupted her, and also acted in such a position as Ling Luoyu in the tornado.

"Did you see, I am the one you are now..."

“…”

Ling Luoyu didn't say anything, and still maintained his posture, looking at Feng Chenglin aggressively.

Feng Chenglin's expression gradually solidified: "San Young Master, I can swear with my wife and daughter that what I see is definitely you, and it is definitely the current position!"

"So, things are a bit weird... because what I see is you in my current look!"

“…”

The two men looked at the tornado at the same time.

There was only one person there.

So no matter from which aspect, they are very sure what posture they see is.

Because what they two set was completely different.

In other words, let alone the factors that are male or female, Ling Luoyu, or Feng Chenglin, just from the perspective of posture, what they see is completely different.

But……

How is that possible?

There is only one person there.

How could a person's figure turn into two completely different postures in the eyes of two people?!

"San Young Master... I'm scared again!"

Sweat was oozing from Feng Chenglin's back.

"You should be...really...really?"

“…What do you think?”

Ling Luoyu knew what Feng Chenglin's psychological weakness was and understood what he was afraid of.

"If I'm fake, can you use this barrier? The barrier we are in now shouldn't be fake, right?"

“…”

Feng Chenglin glanced at the barrier around him, and the panic in his heart calmed down.

"Yes, this thing... this thing cannot be copied!"

He looked at Ling Luoyu again and nodded affirmatively.

"The barrier cannot be copied!!"
Chapter completed!