That's not it?
There was a hint of confusion on Bai Feng's face, and at the same time he was complaining in his heart that Tian Yan was still asking riddles at this time.
However, he also noticed that Tian Yan was getting weaker and weaker, and he guessed that she might have some restrictions that she was not comfortable saying directly.
So he focused his attention once again, trying to figure out what was different about this tangled mess of wires.
Soon he noticed something strange - although they were all abstract lines, he could indeed feel that one thread was different from the others.
If the other silk threads are willow branches from a willow tree, then this one is a green plastic ribbon. Although it looks like a willow branch at first glance, if you look closely you will find that this green ribbon is out of place.
"There is a different thread." He opened his mouth and said to Tian Yan who was holding him.
Tian Yan nodded: "Yes, this is why I asked you not to kill her first. She may not be the Saint of a Hundred Faces, or in other words, this body is not the Saint of a Hundred Faces."
"You mean to say that the Saint of the Hundred Faces has taken over her body?"
"No, it should be something like a clone, but it is more advanced than a clone. If it weren't for the thread of fate, I wouldn't even realize that she is a clone."
Tian Yan shook her head and then closed her eyes. At the same time, the silk thread that Bai Feng saw slowly disappeared.
"Doppelganger?"
Bai Feng slowly squatted down and wanted to put Tian Yan down, but he waited for a long time and saw no sign of Tian Yan leaving.
"In short, the Saint of a Hundred Faces may be hiding somewhere else. As for why she sent a clone here to die, I'm not sure. She may want to sneak in by disguising herself, but I feel like there must be other purposes besides this."
Tian Yan was still lying on his back, even putting all his body weight on his back.
Bai Feng nodded slightly. He had indeed doubted why the witch came to him while being seriously injured. Even if she was confident in her disguise, it would be all over if she was exposed. He didn't think the witch would gamble her life on such a thing.
"Can you get off my back now?"
After finishing his thoughts, he turned his head slightly and asked Tian Yan, but Tian Yan did not answer, only the sound of even breathing was heard.
He tilted his head slightly and saw that she was asleep on his back with her eyes closed.
“…”
Forget it, since she helped and consumed a lot of energy, let her sleep for a while.
Then he raised his head and continued to look at the witch, thinking about how to deal with her.
But he was quite concerned about what Tian Yan had just said. After all, Tian Yan was the Saint of the Tian Yan Holy Land, and her feelings could not be ignored. If he really killed the witch on the spot, something might happen.
But it doesn't seem right to leave her like this. How about giving the formation a time limit, and then letting the formation deal with the witch's clone after they leave?
While he was thinking, Bai Yumo and Yun Yueyao quietly walked behind him, each grabbed Tian Yan's arm, lifted her up and dragged her away.
He turned his head to glance at Tianyan who was dragged away by Bai Yumo and Yun Yueyao. Judging from Tianyan's condition, he probably wouldn't wake up in a short time. If he had known earlier, he would have asked her to help tell his fortune.
Forget it, if that’s the case, just do it your own way.
He shook his head, stood up and walked to the witch.
"Holy Son, have you decided to rebuild the sect with me?" The Holy Maiden of Bai Mao raised her head and asked Bai Feng with a smile.
"Why do you want to rebuild the sect? Where is the original Sacred Heart Sect?"
Bai Feng did not take action immediately, but started chatting with her first to see if he could get a few words out of her.
"It's over. The Sacred Heart Sect should be filled with the puppets of the Divine Lord, right?" The Saintess of Hundred Appearances was not angry or sad. She even had a smile on her face, as if she didn't care at all. "But it doesn't matter. As long as the Saint Son is here, we can definitely build a new, stronger sect holy land."
Bai Feng continued to ask: "Then why do you think I am the Holy Son?"
"This question..." The Saint of Hundred Appearances stared at him and licked her lips. "It is both complicated and simple. You just need to know that I didn't just randomly choose someone to be the Saint Son."
“…”
You've started to be a riddler too, right?
Bai Feng couldn't help but complain in his heart.
Never mind, let’s be more direct.
He expanded his spiritual sense and used illusion directly on her.
He wanted to try to find the real body of the Holy Maiden of a Hundred Faces through his clone, and then kill this lingering guy.
'It actually went quite smoothly. '
Bai Feng had been prepared for the collapse of his clone, but surprisingly everything went very smoothly.
'Is it a trap? '
He thought about it in his mind, but he was not willing to give up the opportunity to catch the witch, so he increased his vigilance and separated several detachable strands of spiritual consciousness to cover her.
The next second, a wisp of his consciousness was suddenly dragged into the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness, but fortunately this wisp of consciousness did not lose contact.
'Does the clone also have a sea of ​​consciousness? '
A trace of doubt flashed through Bai Feng's mind, but he did not disconnect it directly. Instead, he used his spiritual sense to "look around" the surroundings.
This place seemed to be the interior of a certain sect. There were many distorted people around, and their words were filled with obvious noise.
He listened carefully for a while and only made out words like "Sacred Heart Sect", "Holy Lady", and "Plan".
Then he followed the crowd and came to a secret realm. He tried to stretch out his hand and found that he could also enter the secret realm.
As he entered the secret realm, the voices of the people around him gradually became clearer:
"How is the Saint's condition..., was the technique...successful?"
"This is the third time... If I fail again, I won't have any disciples to use..."
"But it seems... it's going well so far. We might be able to... become an immortal."
Bai Feng followed these people and continued to move forward. Soon he came to a blood-red area. The dark red land seemed to have been soaked in blood for a long time, and there were even corpses hanging on the trees.
And in the center, a girl who was clearly visible, unlike the others who were distorted and blurry, was standing on the dark red land.
Although Bai Feng was sure that he had never seen this person before, he still recognized her identity at first sight - she was the Holy Lady of a Hundred Faces.
At this moment, the Holy Lady of a Hundred Faces instantly raised her head and her eyes were fixed on Bai Feng.
A smile suddenly appeared on her still young face, and then she took a step and walked quickly towards Bai Feng: "Son, are you here to pick me up?"
"No, I'm here to kill you."
A long sword suddenly appeared in Bai Feng's hand, and the sharp tip of the sword pointed at the Holy Maiden of Hundred Faces who was running towards him.
But she seemed not to see it, and ran straight towards the sword, allowing the sword to pierce through her body.
"I'm very happy." The Saint of Hundred Appearances raised her head with a lovely smile on her young face, "Can we go home together?"
Bai Feng looked down at her, his brows slightly furrowed on his cold face: "...You are not the Saint of Hundred Appearances."
"I'm not yet, but I will be once I deal with those people." The Saint of a Hundred Appearances said with a smile.
Bai Feng frowned even deeper and asked the same question again: "Why do you think I am the Son of God?"
"The Holy Son is the Holy Son, right?" The Holy Lady of Hundred Appearances had a bit more confusion on her face. "That's what I said."
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