I am invincible after awakening the Superman gene

"Pretending to be me?"

Qin Mo frowned slightly, and asked doubtfully, "Why do you pretend to be me?"

"The reason for impersonating you is not important, what is important is that you are going to die right now."

Endless charm penetrated into Qin Mo's body through every pore, filling him with an inexplicable power, and...

Inexplicable irritability.

Qin Mo's heart suddenly burst into an unknown fire, and a bloodthirsty look appeared in the depths of his eyes.

He raised his eyebrows and continued to ask:

"I'm going to die? Why is he pretending to be me, and I'm going to die?"

Every word, including anger.

"If you don't die, how can the fake become real? Only when the real dies and the fake becomes the only one, can you live in this world openly and aboveboard with your identity.

So now, you're going to die soon. "

"No, I'm not going to die."

Qin Mo shook his head and said in a deep voice.

He stared straight at himself on the bed, and the bloodthirsty in the depths of his eyes erupted inch by inch, gradually filling his entire hole.

At this moment, Qin Mo's eyes were red, like a beast about to hunt, with a strong killing intent all over his body.

He slowly clenched the icy-cold dagger tightly in his hand, slowly poked open the bedroom door with the tip of the blade, and stepped into it.

"Anyone who wants to pretend to be me will die!"

Qin Mo said, his voice was cold and his tone was serious.

Next up!

He made two steps in three steps, sprinted forward and leaped forward, and instantly dodged to the front of the bed.

At the same time, Qin Mo had already raised his right arm, and surging power poured into it, and a glare of cold light quietly flashed on the tip of the dagger.

Crash.

The five fingers turned like butterflies, and the dagger was held upside down in the middle of the right hand. The point of the knife was facing Qin Mo's forehead lying on the bed.

When this knife stabs down, it will definitely penetrate through the roots, just like cutting a piece of tofu.

The sharp steel will directly split Qin Mo's brain into two halves, and then stir in it, completely obliterating all his consciousness.

However, fantasy is fantasy after all.

Reality is always cruel!

The moment the dagger was about to touch the skin, a powerful hand suddenly grabbed "Qin Mo"'s arm.

The five fingers clenched tightly like eagle claws, containing unparalleled strength, making it impossible for the dagger to advance an inch.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

The endless darkness that had filled the room just now receded quickly like a tide, and a light yellow light lit up in the bedroom.

The faint light illuminated every corner of the room, and also illuminated the shock on "Qin Mo"'s face.

He looked down at Qin Mo who opened his eyes at some point on the bed, and didn't know what to do for a while.

After a brief shock, he suddenly let out a sharp roar.

"This is impossible!

! ”

At the same time, a dagger appeared again in his left hand, and he stabbed down violently.

But the result will not change in the slightest, it is still the same as before.

Qin Mo, who was lying on the bed, held "Qin Mo"'s arm with both hands, and a faint smile gradually curled up at the corner of his mouth.

It's just that at this moment, that smile seems so ironic, so mocking.

"Everything is possible, you can enter my dream, why can't I be like this?" Qin Mo said with a smile.

Afterwards, he levitated from the bed by himself, changing from lying flat to condescending.

The smile on the corner of Qin Mo's mouth became more and more intense. He looked at the fake "Qin Mo" in front of him lightly, and said:

"If you want to replace me, it's up to you... you're still far away."

The voice had just come out of the mouth, but before it landed, there was a loud bang, which seemed to be able to shatter people's eardrums.

boom!

Qin Mo slammed down with a hammer, unrivaled force poured out, and hit "Qin Mo" impartially between the eyebrows.

It seemed that a round ball suddenly appeared in the bedroom, and it seemed to be a shell that had been fired.

But whatever it is, all in all.

"Qin Mo"'s head flew out under this blow, separated from his neck, and embedded into the wall.

who is real?who is fake?

At this moment, the verdict is clear and undisputed.

It didn't end there, though.

Qin Mo casually threw the headless corpse in front of him, and then clapped his hands in disgust.

He stared straight at the head inside the wall, and asked calmly:

"Tell me, who are you?"

Hearing this, the head inside the wall suddenly laughed.

The bloodthirsty that filled his childish hole has now disappeared without a trace, turned into a touch of humanity.

This is not the same as "Qin Mo" just now, there is a clear difference between the two sides.

Apparently, the one who is talking to Qin Mo now is the mysterious spiritual awakener who invaded his dream.

He only heard the corners of his mouth curl up, revealing a strange gaze, and said slowly:

"Who am I? I am you."

After saying that, the wall suddenly vibrated, as if there was an earthquake, and the dust fell down rustlingly.

To be precise, not only the walls, but the entire bedroom, and even the entire Daqin Prison, and the entire dreamland all shook violently at this moment.

Strands of dark aura surged from all directions, like strands of silk thread, weaving together by themselves to reconstitute a complete body.

This body stretched out its hands, pulled out the head embedded in the wall, hugged it on its own neck, and the two instantly merged into one.

"Qin Mo" shook his head, let out a comfortable sigh, then looked at Qin Mo with a smile and said:

"To be honest, you really surprised me today, but that's all.

I don't know why you are able to maintain a clear consciousness in the dream I wove, but it doesn't really matter.

Your ending is already doomed.

Becoming a part of me will be the honor of your life and also your only choice. "

"Really?"

Qin Mo asked softly, his face was still calm, without any panic.

He ignored the strange vibrations of the dream, just quietly staring at the dark body in front of him, and slowly raised his hands.

"To be honest, I also don't know why you have the courage to say such arrogant words, who gave you the courage to make you so frivolous in my dream?

You don't think you can beat me, do you? "Qin Mo said with a smile.

Hearing these words, "Qin Mo" frowned slightly, and he suddenly had a very bad premonition, and his intuition told him that it was very bad.

This premonition has no reason, but it is very clear.

After a brief consideration, he finally chose to trust his intuition.

"That's all for today's game. I hope that when I see you tomorrow, you can still keep your smile." He said.

Then, there was only a click, and there was an incomparably crisp finger snapping in the dream.

Immediately afterwards, the entire dream began to collapse quickly, and the figure of "Qin Mo" gradually faded.

He was about to leave Qin Mo's dream.

but……

Someone hasn't allowed it yet.

A sharp long sword slowly appeared in Qin Mo's raised hand, with a cold light shining on the blade.

"My dream, is it that you come and go whenever you want?"

check!

Qin Mo's figure disappeared instantly, and appeared behind "Qin Mo".

At the same time, the long sword in his hand had already pierced his heart and came out through his body.

"Don't you know that I like killing people in my dreams?"

Qin Mo's murmur rang clearly in his ears, as if...

Whispers of demons.

155 The plan of the three masters

"Ho ho..."

Fake Qin Mo's throat roared like a beast, intermittent and extremely unpleasant.

He lowered his head slowly, looking at the sharp long sword piercing out from his left heart, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"you you……"

"Sorry, I don't want to know your last words." Qin Mo said softly.

Afterwards, he pulled out his long sword abruptly, and stood quietly on the spot, watching the fallen "corpse" turn into wisps of black smoke, which escaped inch by inch, and died.

Rumble.

However, the collapse of the entire dream is still going on, and there is no intention of stopping because of this.

"call……"

Qin Mo let out a long breath, his eyes clear.

Immediately afterwards, his mind moved slightly, and he disappeared in place in an instant, not knowing where he was going.

in the real world.

Qin Mo opened his eyes with a calm expression.

He took out his phone and took a look, only to see that it was exactly three o'clock in the morning, which was still early.

The Great Qin Prison has not changed much, it is the same as before, and there is no abnormality.

The bedroom was quiet, and a needle could be heard falling. It seemed that everything that happened just now was just Qin Mo's hallucination.

But he knew it wasn't an illusion.

He just killed someone in a dream.

Of course, spiritual awakeners are too mysterious and too rare.

Although Qin Mo killed the created mirror image, he didn't know whether the real body died or not.

If there is no death, it is very likely that there will be new troubles in the follow-up.

But in short, Qin Mo will never relax his vigilance.

"Now that I have a mental barrier, dream manipulation has no effect on me. It's a pity that the other party knows this. If this kind of thing happens again next time, I must be prepared."

Qin Mo said this to himself from the bottom of his heart, frowning slightly.

However, he was still very satisfied with his performance just now.