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Chapter 420 Fakes

Elizabeth turned her sight forward again.

Did she regard a reborn as her younger brother in other world lines? Is there such a coincidence?

She recalled the content of the letter. The content of the letter sent to her was very simple, it was nothing more than some plain descriptions and some opinions, and finally made an agreement.

But she felt the other person's mood of writing a letter from it, as if... it was really Master who wrote the letter.

It seemed that her younger brother was really writing a letter to her, and there was an urgent desire to meet her, but he tried his best to suppress the concealed feelings, so the writing style in the letter became extremely restrained and eventually evolved into a tentative invitation.

That's right, although it's tentative, the success rate is 100%. The other party knew that she would definitely come, and she would indeed come because it was so similar.

Elizabeth also made arrangements in advance. She had thought that this was a trap. If the enemy was waiting for her in Rye Town, then the people she had arranged around her would come in handy.

Of course, she didn't expect that group of people so much. She didn't think anyone could stop her when she wanted to leave.

"Miss, what are we going to do next?" Delwin asked.

"Let's go around here," said Elizabeth.

Although she was invited to this town, the other party did not tell her the specific meeting location, so she had no idea how to meet the letter writer.

But she believed that the person would come to her in the end.

Elizabeth wandered aimlessly in the town, following the mossy cobblestone road to a church.

The church was called St. Mary's Church. It was built in 1120 and restored in the 18th and 19th centuries. The scene of her prayer for Mest in her mind flashed through again. She walked into the church by a stranger.

Walk through the middle of rows of benches on both sides, and follow the stairs on the side of the end to look up at the top of the church.

Although even the layout of the building has changed, the atmosphere of this town is still some remaining, Elizabeth thought with emotion.

After a while, she finally got tired of the scenery in front of her and walked back downstairs. When she went downstairs, there was a person suddenly in the empty church. The other party sat on a bench in the center of the left, praying silently with his eyes closed, and then seemed to feel at Elizabeth's gaze, slowly opened his eyes and looked at her.

The moment he was stared at by the other party, Elizabeth's heart felt like he was hit hard. His clear eyes were as clear as Master when he was a child.

That huge mental impact even made Elizabeth feel a moment of trance and couldn't help but take a step back.

When she recovered and looked at her again, the other person's eyes had changed. They were calm and indifferent eyes, and they were gentle and gentle. This gaze made people feel warm, but it was not the eyes of Master.

Is it him?

Such a thought arose in Elizabeth's mind.

"Sorry, have you disturbed?"

Elizabeth stroked her hair, showed her smile, and stepped closer toward the other person.

"No, not." Qin Yi smiled at the other party. He did not specify the specific location in the letter, but he knew that Elizabeth would definitely come to the church.

He knew that for Elizabeth, a building like a church was no longer a place for simple prayer.

Elizabeth sat down beside Qin Yi, with elegant movements.

"I think you are Asian, do you live here?" Elizabeth asked.

"No, I just arrived here a few days ago."

"Oh, which country are you from? Japan? China? or South Korea?"

"I came from China." Qin Yi smiled, "In addition... I am the one who wrote to you."

It turned out that the peaceful atmosphere was shattered, and the temperature of the air seemed to drop to freezing point. Elizabeth's smile frozen on her face, and the friendliness disguised in her eyes faded away quickly.

Although she did have this guess, she didn't expect that the other party would reveal her identity so simply.

Delwin, who was standing beside him, stared at Qin Yi coldly, and his body had already entered a state of alert.

"Purpose." Elizabeth spitted out two words briefly.

"I'm here to make you give up helping the three great masters," said Qin Yi.

"How did you know Master?"

"In the world line you don't know, I used to be your younger brother."

Elizabeth's pupils suddenly contracted, and a sharp murderous intent burst out from her.

She waved her hand like lightning, and the blood knife was cut out at the same time. The violent airflow cut the bench beside her like a sword energy. In an instant, the scene in front of her changed. The man beside her just now disappeared, and the fine wood chips in the air were falling, and the wooden chair she cut into pieces was quietly lying on the ground in the distance.

Something weird.

This feeling...is not right!

"You took action so decisively?"

The sound came from above, Elizabeth narrowed her eyes, turned her head and looked at it, and Qin Yi was standing next to the cross at some point, leaning against the wall.

Qin Yi's smile had already calmed down and he turned to a very serious expression.

"I'm making you angry, right? After all, how can a person like me be qualified to replace Master? No, let alone replace him, not even becoming his substitute... Are you thinking that way now?"

Elizabeth sneered, stood up, raised her hand slightly, and the airflow around her seemed to respond to her call, hovering around her, her skirt and hair gently whirling.

"It turns out that it's just a fake guy. I've taken time to come here, which is really disappointing!"

She raised her fingers gently, and an air column fell from the sky, and also opened a big hole in the dome of the church. Outside the church, passers-by who were approaching stopped and looked in surprise to the direction of the church.

The residents of these small towns spontaneously approached the church, trying to find out what was happening inside.

In the church, Elizabeth's attack fell once again, and her air column accurately hit the location she designated, but Qin Yi did not stand there.

The hard floor tiles were pressed into a regular round shape by the air column just now, but there was no drop of blood except for the broken masonry and stone powder inside. Qin Yi stood about one meter outside the attack range, standing with a relaxed expression.

She just saw the other party teleporting!

No, it's not just teleportation, but the process of her own air column causing damage has also been omitted in her eyes.

This sense of incongruity Elizabeth had experienced it just now, and she gradually mastered this rule.

The moment she was planning to launch an attack, she would skip the time afterwards, perhaps a few seconds, during that time, she actually did nothing.

A few seconds later, her cognition of time returned to normal. At the moment of recovery, she launched an attack. At that time, due to thinking inertia, the position where her attack aimed was still the determined position before, although there was no one there.

The supernatural power of manipulating thinking?
Chapter completed!
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