The woman endured the severe pain, slowly raised her head, a pair of eyes as cold as a cold star, stared fiercely at the death, and said with a cruel face:

However, I still don't quite understand that my appearance should be exactly the same as Shang Tianxiang, and even our biological mother can't tell who we are.

In order to achieve a more realistic effect, even the sword of red face in my hand was made from the same furnace by the same blacksmith master I went to.

The two Swords of Confucian Faces were almost identical, and they even crumbled into the same gap at the same time in the same place.

I am confident that in this world, except for ourselves, I am afraid that no one will know which of the two of us is the real Shang Tianxiang.

However, I never expected that in the end, you still saw the flaw, just like you just saw that Huo Longxie was actually not waiting in vain.

One thing I find really curious is, how do you see the flaw in this, is it really that obvious?

At this moment, her severed arm was still bleeding, stained with the strip of cloth wrapped around it.

Even because of the excessive bleeding, even her voice began to become weak, ethereal, like the smoke of cooking on the farmhouse at dusk, and even a light breath could blow it all off.

However, she was still trying her best to support herself and not let her collapsed body fall.

She didn't even want others to see her pain, to see the cold sweat on her face because of the pain.

Looking at her pretending to be a calm struggle, she suddenly sneered, and then, in an instant, moved in front of her, and suddenly hit a few acupoints on her shoulders to stop the bleeding for her.

Then, he slapped her back suddenly, because of the pain, her mouth couldn't help but open, and at this open moment, she threw a pill into her mouth if she couldn't die, and said coldly:

Hehe, you girl doesn't need to thank me, I didn't do this to save you, I just didn't want you to die in front of me.

Since I claim that I can't die, then I must not watch you die in front of me, whether you are poisoned or die of excessive blood loss.

Speaking of this, he looked at the woman in front of him who was pale because of excessive blood loss, and an inexplicable light suddenly rose in his eyes.

It is a light of love and admiration, and it is an emotion that is difficult to let go.

However, everyone understands that this kind of strange love and admiration is definitely not issued for the fake Shang Tianxiang in front of him.

He's right......

Because the woman standing in front of him at this moment looks too similar to Shang Tianxiang.

This woman who looks strikingly similar to Shang Tianxiang suddenly touched the feelings that he had hidden in his heart for almost twenty years.

After seeing this woman's appearance clearly, Die couldn't seem to have been trying to suppress his emotions all the time and not let it explode in front of this woman.

However, everyone could see that he was reluctantly suppressed.

Finally, as if he was in great pain, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva hard, turned his back to her, and said in a tone that he didn't know whether it was nervous or frightened:

Hehe, what you girl said is not wrong at all, your appearance is not only exactly the same as that Shang Tianxiang, but your sword is also exactly the same as Shang Tianxiang, I am afraid that even Shang Tianxiang himself is difficult to distinguish the authenticity.

However, you have forgotten one thing, an important thing, that although the shape of the sword can be imitated, the spirituality that emanates from the sword cannot be imitated.

Hearing this, the fake Shang Tianxiang seemed to be a little surprised, and looked at him and said loudly: What? Spirituality? You said that the sword also has spirituality?

At this time, the old immortal who was watching the battle from the sidelines seemed to have sensed the strangeness of not being able to die, and suddenly turned around and sat down on a stone next to him.

He walked straight to the fake Shang Tianxiang again, looked at her whole body, front and back, left and right, and then nodded non-stop, and said: Haha, like, it's too similar, no wonder this old boy can't die, as soon as he sees you, this girl is a little distraught.

Of course, it's no wonder that if it weren't for the fact that he was suddenly distracted and hooked up with that woman in the casino of the Golden Throwing Villa, then we wouldn't have to stay in this dark grave-like corridor for the rest of our lives, and be slaves to others to guard the grave.

Hmph, I just don't understand, what's so good about that woman named Shang Tianxiang?

His words seemed to be said to the fake Shang Tianxiang in front of him, and it seemed like he was saying it to himself.

He walked up to this fake Shang Tianxiang again, and kept scolding in a tone that didn't know whether it was ridicule or coldness:

Haha, actually, what I just said to that ghost thing who can't die is all nonsense, you must not take it seriously.

Actually, you also know, I'm a person, I talk like a fart, since it's a fart, don't take it seriously.

If you let others know in the future that the reason why we, the terrifying poison-loving monster double medicine slave, stayed in this tomb-like corridor to guard the grave as a slave for others, it was because it was planted in the hands of a woman, then the joke would be a big joke.

He said as he kept walking back and forth in the tomb-like corridor.

As he walked, he kept looking at the woman who looked almost exactly the same as Shang Tianxiang from the corner of his eye, and said slowly:

In fact, this sword, like people, is alive, people can often reveal their true nature when they are most dangerous, and the sword will also show spirituality when it is fully played.

Hearing this, the fake Shang Tianxiang's face was full of dejection, staggered, and almost fell again, and then, looking at the old immortal, he said coldly: So, what is wrong with me?

Old Immortal suddenly got up, picked up the broken sword that fell from the ground with his toes, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a long time, and then shook his head and said:

Haha, actually, you are wrong, you should not easily draw the sword out of the sheath and put it on the neck of Huo Longxie, because for the identity of the owner of Guiyun Village like Shang Tianxiang, he is not a person who draws the sword easily.

However, it is undeniable that the sword you unsheathed just now is indeed very powerful, and it can be regarded as the best sword technique I have ever seen.

But this strange praise did not make the fake Shang Tianxiang feel happy.

She was even a little frightened, and all her self-confidence seemed to have been completely shattered by these words, and said: You mean that my sword showed spirituality at the moment it was unsheathed?

Old Immortal nodded, and then, with a long sigh, he severed the severed sword in his hand little by little, as easily as he was breaking a branch.

Then, his sword-folding hand suddenly tilted down, and the fragments of the broken blade in his hand poured down like quicksand, slowly drifting away in the dim light of the fire.

It's business as usual.