Yang Zheng suddenly laughed...

Because he saw that there was a dagger formed by darkness in the other party's hand.

It is exactly the same as the shape of the keel dagger.

Yang Zheng pointed at the other party in a sure tone and shouted: "Yang Qiu!"

The bright red eyes lit up suddenly and leaned slightly toward their heads.

"Yang Qiu!" Yang Zheng shouted loudly again.

He began to walk forward slowly and firmly. While walking, he turned the dagger back to his waist, while the dark human figure on the opposite side was always in an attack state at any time. The black dagger full of death breath slowly lifted to his chest.

Yang Zheng raised his hand, relaxed his whole body, revealing his empty door.

"Yang Qiu, do you know me...know who I am?"

Yang Zheng had already walked less than five meters in front of the black shadow. The black shadow's blood-red eyes suddenly contracted. Yang Zheng felt the violent murderous aura, almost cutting off his skin. He felt the power that the other party was about to burst out at any time.

There is also a hint of unpredictable hesitation.

Yang Zheng did not pause and took another step forward.

The black shadow moved, he burst out, the black dagger was like tearing apart the space, like a giant python opening its bloody mouth, and roaring towards Yang Zheng.

Under the oppression of that terrifying force, Yang Zheng didn't even know whether he could really "immortality".

He has to bet.

"Yang Qiu! It was me who created you!"

The huge sound that stirred up filled the entire space. Yang Zheng also felt a destructive force rushing into his body, almost tearing him apart.

A dagger stabbed into Yang Zheng's chest, and the black shadow pushed hard, and Yang Zheng kept retreating.

However, there was no pain in those black eyes, only deep as if it was as deep as a black hole. Yang Zheng shouted coldly: "Yang Qiu! I created you!"

“I created you!”

“I created you!”

...

Hiss, the unbearable sound of poisonous snakes spurted out from the black shadow's throat, but the light in his eyes was flashing. He suddenly pulled out the dagger, and then Yang Zheng felt a heavy kick in his abdomen. He moved more than ten meters away and knelt on the ground.

The black shadow hugged his head, and the red light in his eyes rippled like a candlelight.

The dagger has disappeared in the void...

Yang Zheng knelt on the ground for a while, not because he didn't want to get up, but because he was in extreme pain and was unable to get up. The power of the shadow was so terrible that he saw that the wound could not heal. In this immortal world, this was simply incredible.

This guy.

It can actually hurt yourself and break the blockade of space.

Yang Zheng wanted to laugh, laughing for the incredible things in front of him. Because he was sure that this monster that could break the space blockade was created by him.

Otherwise, the dagger just now had pierced his heart. He would also have the honor of becoming the only guy in the immortal world.

After a while, he slowly supported himself and staggered towards the black shadow holding his head.

The black shadow did not attack again this time, but felt something. He retreated step by step.

Yang Zheng speeded up his pace, and the black shadow also speeded up.

Yang Zheng was injured, so he couldn't catch up with the speed of the black shadow. He became angry and shouted: "Yang Qiu, stop for me."

The moment when the black shadow was stunned, Yang Zheng rushed forward and grabbed his hand. A cold aura like steel was transmitted to his hand. The blood-red eyes shone suddenly, and at that moment, Yang Zheng almost thought he was going to be attacked again.

The violent attack in the imagination did not happen.

Yang Zheng pulled the shadow away and hugged his head with his hands. Looking up at him, his head was also like a ball of darkness. Although it was faintly radiant, it gave people a feeling of nothingness. Only those blood-red eyes could not be forgotten at first sight.

It is absolutely ruthless, without any emotion, the so-called coldness and cruelty are actually all false appearances, and it is purely inorganic things.

Looking at such eyes will make people crazy.

But Yang Zheng wanted to laugh, and he said softly: "Yang Qiu, you are the coolest guy I have ever seen!"

At that moment, there was a very secret wave in the bloody eyes.

Yang Zheng let go of his hand, he pointed at Yang Qiu, and pointed at himself: "Do you know? You are me, I am you."

Yang Qiu was still expressionless.

Yang Zheng smiled again. He found that he was very happy today and anything could make him happy.

"I know you can hear it, Yang Qiu, you will definitely understand."

...

Starting from an unknown time, there are two strange "people" added in the still world.

To be precise, perhaps only one can be considered a human being.

He walked in front, followed by a black shadow. He stopped "he" and also sat "he". At most, the two of them were fighting wildly, and the scene was as fierce as the other party was his father-killing enemy.

When every long battle ends, the guy who looks more like a human will sit on the ground and meditate.

Another ghost-like shadow stood behind the man, with a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him silently, occasionally his eyes lit up suddenly, and it was dazzlingly red.

Of course they are Yang Zheng and Yang Qiu.

Since Yang Qiu appeared, Yang Zheng seemed to have returned to his former appearance.

He spent most of his time on combat and meditation. Thinking is a very complicated activity. Maybe he would suddenly find a clue one day, and perhaps he would think about another direction, and go in the opposite direction from his original purpose of thinking, and more strange ideas emerged.

Just like Yang Zheng was thinking about Yang Qiu's appearance, he thought it was an illusion caused by personality splitting.

Generally speaking, the result of this thinking is very likely. In such a lonely and helpless static world, personality division is not a big deal. Humans are a high-level primate, and their brains are extremely complex, but as long as they are animals, they will have the instinct to protect themselves. They are lonely for a long time, and talk to themselves. It is indeed very likely that the brain will be split in half in the subconscious and produce two consciousness bodies.

However, with long thoughts.

This theory is increasingly overturned, and Yang Qiu is really cool. It's so cool. If it weren't for his extremely fierce style when he took action, Yang would have the same

He communicated one-way, and it was hard for Yang Zheng to think that Yang Qiu was a conscious body.

If it was an illusion, Yang Zhengzhen didn't think he would split up such a person.

He is definitely not enough to Yang Qiuku.

However, Yang Qiu is definitely related to him. Yang Zheng believes that he created Yang Qiu himself. Without him, Yang Qiu would not have come to this world.

This kind of continuous thinking is really tormenting.

If it weren't for the static time, Yang Zheng might have turned white overnight like Wu Zixu.

Finally one day, he thought of a greater possibility, puppet liquid.

In the Palan Mountains, in order to make himself disappear in public and to escape possible pursuit, Yang Zheng used puppet liquid. Using puppet liquid was a very strange experience. At that time, Yang Zheng felt that he had split into two people.

How to describe that feeling? If the earthworm is cut off from the body, the end of the head that loses its head will grow a head. The place where the tail is lost will also grow a tail, which will split into two earthworms.

Yang Zheng was completely divided into two parts. Although one was a puppet, if there was no special sub-testing test in the magic book, he could not even tell which one was.

The puppet was eventually killed.

It is this puppet splitting technique that is undisputed by the truth and falsehood that no one can find doubts, and they will think that Yang Zheng is really dead.

Is it a by-product produced after using puppet liquid?

Yang Zheng looked at Yang Qiu's suspicious face and had to doubt that this was the biggest possibility, because Yang Qiu's facial features were at least eighty-point similar to him, except that there was darkness and his shiny red eyes covering everything.

A puppet.

Yang Zheng recited it lightly, and the magical method of movement in the magic book appeared in his mind.

Then he used his mental power to gently roll around a point at the deepest part of his consciousness.

A "buzz" shock.

Yang Zheng's mind was almost dispelled by the terrifying power.

Yang Qiu's eyes also burned like flames at that moment, and for a moment the whole world seemed to be squeezed and kneaded by a huge palm.

Yang Zheng didn't dare to relax, he stared at Yang Qiu's eyes.

Forced operation of the method, as the violent force swirled open like a vortex, the red soil on the ground was rolled out into a huge cave. At the center of this huge vortex of force, Yang Zheng and Yang Qiu confronted...

Finally, the space seemed to be twisted by that huge force.

Layers of water-shaped patterns are constantly waving.

Then, the ripples gradually "drown" Yang Qiu's figure like water.

When Yang Qiu was swallowed by the space, the huge vortex suddenly shook and disintegrated, and the surroundings returned to the same shape, as if nothing had happened just now.

But Yang Zheng felt that Yang Qiu had entered another world.

It's really... a puppet.

Yang Zheng suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness. He didn't know how Yang Qiu was formed, but at least he affirmed his identity, a puppet.

etc……
To be continued...