Seeing that the man was trying to get closer to him, Song Jinqiao quickly distanced himself from him and looked at him coldly. A hint of murderous intent flashed in his dark eyes: "Who are you? Where is this place?"

But the man seemed not to hear her words and was still trying to get closer to her. He was very fast, like a shadow, and Song Jinqiao had no time to react before he got close to her.

He was very strong and it hurt Song Jinqiao's wrist. He wanted to break free but couldn't.

"you!"

She glared angrily, and as she struggled, a powerful force suddenly surged in her hands. Her eyes turned blood red in an instant, her mind was dazed for a moment, and a dagger suddenly appeared in her left hand.

By the time she reacted, the dagger in her hand had already pierced the man's chest, and hot blood was flowing out of the man's chest.

The man closed his eyes tightly. Looking at that face, Song Jinqiao's vision gradually became blurred. He seemed to smell the strong smell of blood at the tip of his nose, and the suffocating feeling in his heart began again.

"Hmm!" She couldn't help but cover her chest and breathe in and out, alternately shallow and deep.

As time passed, she felt as if she could no longer see around her. The body of the man lying on the ground was just a mass of color in her eyes, and a shrill ringing sound rang out in her ears as if she had become deaf.

"Nan...Nan Ming..."

In a trance, she seemed to remember who Nan Ming was.

South Sea?

Nanming!

Yes, Nanming!

She remembered!

When she remembered that moment, the scene in front of her eyes gradually became clear. What caught her eye was the scene of Nan Ming lying in a pool of blood. Her heart instantly rose. After thinking about it carefully, she realized that this Nan Ming was fake and instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she felt that the environment around her was vaguely different. She looked up and saw that many "her" had appeared around her without her knowing when.

She and "they" looked at each other, connected like a bottomless pit.

What is this?

Song Jinqiao turned around and saw himself behind him. At first glance, they were densely packed and neatly arranged.

She walked slowly backwards, and those "she" followed her movements and walked in the opposite direction of her, as if they were looking in the mirror, but there was something weird about it.

"bite!"

"bite!"

"bite!"

A sound like the gentle swaying of wind chimes was heard.

"Choose."

Song Jinqiao turned around suddenly, only to see a girl with dark green hair and white clothes standing behind her, looking at her expressionlessly.

"Choose."

"What?" Song Jinqiao asked in confusion with a frown, but the girl stopped talking and just stared at her with a pair of empty green eyes, which made Song Jinqiao ask again.

"Sinaitho, what are you talking about?"

"Uh!" Another female voice came from behind her. She looked over suddenly, her pupils suddenly shrank, and her dark eyes reflected several figures that she was always worried about.

Her mother, and... her companions!

They were tied up, and a dagger was hung above each of their heads. The daggers were not far from their heads, as if their heads would be pierced by the daggers if they fell even slightly.

"Qiao Qiao?"

The partners gradually opened their eyes, only to see the little female looking at them blankly.

Song Jinqiao's voice trembled, and he took a step back in disbelief, his heart beating violently up and down: "These are hallucinations, all hallucinations!"

The males frowned slightly, looked at the panicked expression of the little female not far away, looked at the surrounding environment, and finally, they all locked their eyes on a female not far away.

The female closed her eyes tightly, leaned her head slightly against the wooden stake, revealing her face like a lotus emerging from the water, and in that face one could vaguely see the shadow of the little female.

Thinking of this, they immediately understood who the female was.

The little female beast mother!

"Choose."

A voice sounded beside her, and at the same time, she felt a touch on her right shoulder. Song Jinqiao looked over suddenly, only to see another "her" standing beside her.

As if noticing her gaze, she looked sideways, and the two different gazes collided with each other.

"She" looked at all this with indifference and repeated what she had just said.

"Choose... You can only choose one side."

Do you want a partner or a mother?

Song Jinqiao suddenly grabbed her wrist, and the slightly drooping hair obscured the dark light in her eyes. She asked in a hoarse voice, "They... are hallucinations."

"She" glanced at her coldly, then slid down to Xia Yunshu, who was unconscious with her eyes closed. She threw the question back and said lightly, "What do you think?"

If you think she is real, then she is real. If you think she is fake, then she is fake.

After hearing the conversation between the two partners, the males instantly understood their situation and knew what kind of test the female was facing.

The female had her eyes closed, and for a moment they couldn't tell whether the female was an illusion or real, but they were sure that they were real.

But when they thought that this was a test, they began to be unsure whether the scene before them was true or false, and whether everything around them was true or false.

The words in front of her made Song Jinqiao even calmer. She was silent for a while, slowly walked to her partner, stared at them seriously for a while, her eyes moving slightly.

The moment the males saw the little female's eyes, they were stunned for a moment. By the time they reacted, the little female had already walked towards the other female.

Song Jinqiao squatted down and touched Xia Yunshu's cheek. Perhaps he touched her too hard, and Xia Yunshu slowly opened his eyes, with the confusion in his eyes as if he had just woken up.

"Qiao Qiao?"

Xia Yunshu called out softly, suddenly remembering that she seemed to be in a strange and unfamiliar place, and said in a panic: "Qiao Qiao, where is this place!"

Song Jinqiao called out softly, "Mom."

"Mom, don't worry."

As she spoke, she stood up and slowly retreated to "her" side.

From beginning to end, that "she" had been staring at her. When she saw her walking back, she asked, "How is it, have you made your choice?"

Song Jinqiao closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The moment he opened his eyes again, he raised his hand and pointed to a place.

"I choose...her!"

The direction she pointed was exactly the direction of Xia Yunshu.

Although Xia Yunshu, who was pointed at, was a little confused, a look of panic appeared on his face.

"Qiao Qiao, where the hell is this place?! Why did you choose Mommy?"

"She" glanced sideways, the face identical to hers filled with indifference, as if she had no interest in her choice, nor in who lived or died. She asked in a businesslike manner, "Are you sure?"

Somehow, Song Jinqiao suddenly felt extremely disgusted and nauseous towards this face.