Why is there a woman's voice? And the voice sounds so familiar.

Yun Qingluo didn't care about the dragon anymore. She immediately rushed back the way she came and saw a figure that looked exactly like her being surrounded by guards.

Mo Beichen lay on the ground, unconscious.

Yun Qingluo didn't care what was going on with that figure. She turned around and rushed towards Mo Beichen, but before she got close, she was surrounded by the guards.

Yun Qingluo's eyes turned cold. "What are you doing?"

The shadow stood in front of Mo Beichen, holding a sword and guarding him.

When she saw Yun Qingluo rushing towards her, she was stunned for a moment, and then immediately had her surrounded.

"And who are you?" The shadow glanced at the person who looked exactly like Yun Qingluo, and then at Yun Qingluo who had just rushed out.

Yun Qingluo was only focused on the blood at the corner of Mo Beichen's mouth and did not see the shadowy figure's subtle movements.

"I'm Yun Qingluo, you idiot! Get out of the way, let me see Achen!" Yun Qingluo scolded the shadow anxiously.

The shadow grew increasingly wary.

"The last Yun Qingluo already seriously injured him. Do you want to take his life now?" Shadow's voice was icy, his gaze shifting between the 'Yun Qingluo' over there and the Yun Qingluo on this side.

They look so alike.

Their clothes, jewelry, every move, voice, appearance, expression, and even their eyes were exactly the same.

The shadow glanced at the purple mist behind Yun Qingluo. This mist was too eerie; the real Yun Qingluo had vanished without a trace.

Seeing that the shadow wouldn't budge an inch, and that Mo Beichen already had his master and the Ghost Doctor guarding him, Yun Qingluo turned her attention to the fallen 'Yun Qingluo' over there.

Xiao Yi said excitedly, "The real and fake Monkey King? Hey, look at her eyes, they're exactly the same as yours! Can this purple mist even transform into a person? If I weren't in your mind and bound to you, I would have thought she was real."

Yun Qingluo said irritably, "Hurry up and think of a way to tell the difference between the real and the fake."

Xiao Yi gloated, "No need to even think about it, that's definitely fake, otherwise how could she have injured Mo Beichen? Now you should be thinking about how to prove that you are the real Yun Qingluo, right?"

Yun Qingluo had a headache. She turned to look at the shadow holding a sword and staring at her warily, and then at the Ghost Doctor and her master who kept glancing at her.

"Master, please prove to me that I am a good disciple." Yun Qingluo had just finished speaking.

"Yun Qingluo" said urgently, "Master, I don't know what happened just now, I suddenly lost control, I was the real one."

Then, in an attempt to prove herself, she rattled off a whole series of events from the Divine Doctor Valley, big and small, leaving none for Yun Qingluo.

Including the encouragement given to a disciple of the Divine Doctor Valley, telling him to eat meat and drink alcohol to his heart's content, something even the Ghost Doctor and some disciples of the Divine Doctor Valley were unaware of.

She also recounted embarrassing stories from her childhood, such as her senior brother secretly bringing her candied hawthorns, in more detail than Yun Qingluo herself.

Xiao Yi hurriedly shouted to Yun Qingluo, "Idiot, what she said seems to be true. Stop trying to recall it. This person has obviously stolen your memories."

"Holy crap, how did they do that?" Yun Qingluo thought to herself.

The Ghost Doctor and Yun Qingluo over there were already starting to have doubts.

“Hey, what she said seems to make a lot of sense?” Master Yun Qingluo deliberately turned around and whispered to the Ghost Doctor.

The Ghost Doctor also quietly turned around, "She even knows about the night she came to see me and recognized her as her master's uncle. Could this person really be Luo Luo?"

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, and looking into those identical eyes, it's really hard to tell the difference between the real and the fake.

My initial firm judgment began to waver.

Meanwhile, 'Yun Qingluo' dropped another bombshell, 'Shadow,' that night, your master said she would find a way to protect me. Is this how she protects me? I helped her, and now she's going to discard me after I've served my purpose?

Shadow's heart skipped a beat, and a look of shock appeared on his face. He stared intently at the "Yun Qingluo" in front of him and asked loudly, "Since you are the real Yun Qingluo, why did you suddenly attack Lord Mo as soon as you woke up?"

Not long ago, Yun Qingluo had just woken up and, upon opening her eyes, immediately launched an attack on Mo Beichen without hesitation.

Because Mo Beichen was half-holding her at the time, he was completely unprepared and was hit hard in the chest.

Just as Mo Beichen was about to dodge, he was pierced in the brain by a silver needle. Although he managed to strike out with a palm and send Yun Qingluo flying, he also coughed up blood due to his severe injuries and then collapsed to the ground.

Judging from Yun Qingluo's actions, she clearly intended to kill him and had no intention of leaving Mo Beichen any way out.

'Yun Qingluo' didn't put on a pitiful act; on the contrary, her face was full of anger. "The moment I stepped in, I was enveloped by a mysterious black mist. Then, I felt as if I were in another world. That world was filled with killing and endless hatred, which terrified me. When I returned to reality, I found that my mind seemed to be controlled by some force, which drove my body to pretend to faint, waiting for an opportunity to attack Achen. Oh, right, Master, how is Achen now? Is his injury serious?"

When Yun Qingluo mentioned Achen, her emotions suddenly became extremely agitated, to the point that the blades in the hands of the guards almost slashed her neck.

Master Yun Qingluo and the Ghost Doctor looked at Yun Qingluo with some suspicion as she showed concern for Mo Beichen, even appearing to be on the verge of rushing over.

Master Yun Qingluo glanced at Yun Qingluo and asked, "Judging from his pulse, he protected his body with his internal energy in time, so the damage from the palm strike to his chest wasn't too serious. But you said there was a silver needle stuck in his brain. We searched for a long time but couldn't find the needle hole. Can you remember where it was inserted?"

Xiao Yi was a little confused. "Hey, don't you feel like an outsider?"

Yun Qingluo was also somewhat confused, "Please remove the feeling."

But at that moment, they were discussing Mo Beichen's affairs, so she didn't dare to interrupt.

"Does that silver needle really exist?" Yun Qingluo stroked her chin and looked in Mo Beichen's direction.

It wasn't that she wasn't worried about Mo Beichen, but rather that at this moment she couldn't even prove that she was Yun Qingluo.

That lunatic remembers it even more clearly than she does.

Even the master and his uncle couldn't tell the difference between the real and the fake, let alone rely on the shadow.

And if it really was her memories that were stolen, then wouldn't it also be possible to steal the memories from the period when she had amnesia?

“But now, even if she reveals the memory of being raised as a drug-human when you were young, there’s no one to testify for you. Ah, I’ve got it! If she really reveals that memory, it would just prove that she’s not Yun Qingluo, because the real Yun Qingluo doesn’t remember that memory at all. But she’s so wary, how can we get her to reveal it?” Xiao Yi said.