Chapter 155： I love killing people in my dreams! ! !

Chapter 155 I love killing people in my dreams! !

Twenty-six o'clock, no more, no less, just right.

Qin Mo's idea of ​​forcibly pushing his intelligence to the strengthening threshold was successfully realized at this moment.

Of course, he is not betting, but calculated through the precise frequency analysis that was strengthened before.

It seems that there is an element of gambling, but in fact everything is under control.

Qin Mo never does anything he is not sure about.

And even if the light energy point is not enough today, the accumulation in the next few days will definitely be enough.

It is not very safe to add slowly while maintaining a balanced development.

What he wants is a perfect plan.

If the dream tomorrow night is still the same as the previous two days, with no improvement, or little improvement, then he will continue to improve his intelligence.

At this moment, Qin Mo's eyes were calm, and his expression was extremely indifferent.

He knows clearly and clearly what he should do at this stage.

While Qin Mo was thinking this way, the powerful warm current gathered in the brain also completed the awakening of new skills, and returned to the deepest part of the body along the original route.

Qin Mo felt the changes in his body carefully, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled into a faint smile.

Spiritual barrier, as the name suggests, is a means of defense against the spiritual body.

After activating this skill, a completely transparent and imperceptible "coat" will emerge on the surface of his mental body.

This "coat" is similar to the Man of Steel to a certain extent, it is a protection for the whole body, it can cover every blind spot, absolutely no flaws will appear.

Of course, Qin Mo is still not clear about the specific defense strength.

There is no spiritual awakener to do the experiment, so it is difficult to judge by feeling.

But...

The smile on the corner of Qin Mo's mouth became more intense, and his shoulders sank slightly, reflecting his relaxation at the moment.

"If you want to come tonight, you can find out."

He said so in his heart.

Afterwards, Qin Mo got up from the sofa by the window sill and walked towards the living room.

In the following time, he plans to have dinner first, and then browse the news on the border for a while to kill the boring time.

Although others are in the Daqin Prison, their life is basically the same as usual.

The only difference is that now he can't go out for health care casually, and he doesn't have any friends to chat with him, which is a bit boring.

Although the second ancestor was guarding by his side, he never showed up at all. Every time he showed up, he always held the ancient book in his hand and read it intently.

Qin Mo really wanted to **** that volume over to see what was written in it, which could make such a powerful king like the Second Patriarch so obsessed.

Unfortunately, he can't beat the second ancestor now.

But luckily, he's always been this boring.

It doesn't matter if the second ancestor doesn't talk to him, anyway, Qin Mo didn't have many friends before.

He has long been used to it.

…

…

And so on, time flies.

Night, eight o'clock.

The moonlight was like water, falling on the top of Qin Mo's head, illuminating his bright eyes.

Qin Mo sat on the sports car with a leisurely expression and extremely calm eyes.

He is not worried at all about his life in Daqin Prison for the next few days, anyway, Qingyang Li will not ignore him.

After all, his talent lies here.

"A 23-year-old heavenly king, I can be regarded as shocking the past and the present."

Qin Mo thought of this in his heart, a smile appeared between his brows and eyes, and he was a little flustered.

This smile lasted for tens of seconds before he stopped abruptly, with a hint of doubt in the depths of his eyes.

"Why am I laughing like that? Could it be... I used to be like this?"

Qin Mo recalled it carefully, but he found that he didn't remember it very clearly. It seemed that it was indeed the case, but...

Maybe not.

But it doesn't matter, it's not an important thing.

He quickly put this doubt behind him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

ten minutes later.

The Great Qin Prison slowly came into sight until it filled all eyes.

Qin Mo pushed open the door and got out of the car.

He was still exactly the same as the previous two times. Under the leadership of Zhou You, he entered the Daqin prison and came to his cell for the next few days.

"It's really luxurious, as expected of the upper class. I didn't expect that even the prison was built so extravagantly."

Qin Mo couldn't help admiring, and then began to look around with great interest.

Not long after, he walked to the door of the bedroom again.

But the details this time are slightly different from last night.

The bedroom door is open.

There was a very narrow slit, only allowing a fist to fit in.

Qin Mo was still two steps away from the gate, the smile on his mouth had completely disappeared, and he became suspicious instead.

"That is…"

He whispered in his heart, and at the same time slowly widened his eyes and his pupils shrank slightly.

Through the gap in the door, he clearly saw the figure on the bed in the bedroom.

It was a figure lying flat, but because of the dark eyes, it was not very clear.

But judging from the outline and some details of the profile, the person lying on the bed...

It was obviously himself.

Hiss!

Qin Mo was dumbfounded.

He didn't know why he was lying on the bed, and he didn't know why it was eight o'clock, but the whole cell was dark, like four or five o'clock in the morning.

This kind of black is not normal.

There seemed to be many slippery tentacles in the darkness, reaching towards him from every direction in all directions.

The invisible tentacles seemed to have been soaked in the freezing water of minus 50 degrees for three days and three nights, carrying a biting chill, quietly making his body extremely stiff.

But Qin Mo didn't notice it, he still looked at himself on the bed through the crack of the door in a daze, his heart was full of shock.

"Why...there are two me?"

Qin Mo whispered to himself with puzzled eyes.

"Two you, that means one is true and the other is false."

A voice suddenly sounded in the darkness. The tone was low and peaceful, but the tone was neutral, and it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

This voice seemed to come from a very distant place, and it seemed to be right next to his ear, so close at hand.

Qin Mo didn't know what it was, but he didn't care.

When he heard the voice, he subconsciously began to think carefully according to what the voice said.

One is true, one is false...

So, who will be the fake one?

There is no doubt that the one lying on the bed is the fake one!

Qin Mo knew that he was real, and he was 100% sure that it was true.

Thinking like this, his expression gradually became firmer, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

"Yes, you are right, you are real, he is fake, he wants to pretend to be you." A voice sounded again in the darkness.

"Pretending to be me?"

Qin Mo frowned slightly, and asked doubtfully, "Why are you pretending 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 along 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 impersonating me and I'm going to die?"

Every word and sentence, 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 won't die."

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

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

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

He slowly clenched the 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 impersonate me will die!"

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

Next!

He took three steps and made two steps, sprinted forward and leaped forward, and flashed to the bed in an instant.

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

Hurrah.

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

This knife stabbed down, and it will definitely penetrate the root, 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!

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

The five fingers are 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 filled the room just now receded quickly like a tide, and a light yellow light was lit in the bedroom.

The weak 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 it fiercely.

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 the smile at this moment 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, his whole body was suspended from the bed, and he changed from a flat lying position to a condescending position.

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 depends on you... you are still far away."

Just as the voice was out of the mouth, before it landed, there was a loud bang, which seemed to shatter people's eardrums.

boom!

Qin Mo struck 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 doesn'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 lightly:

"Tell me, who are you?"

Hearing this, the head inside the wall suddenly laughed.

The bloodlust in his pupils has disappeared without a trace, and turned into a human gaze.

This is not the same as the "Qin Mo" just now, there are obvious differences between the two sides.

Obviously, 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, like an earthquake, and the dust fell down rustlingly.

To be precise, not only the walls, but also the entire bedroom, and even the entire Great Qin 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 about it.

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

Your ending is already doomed.

Become a part of me, this will be the glory of your life, and it is also your only choice. "

"Oh, is it so?"

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're sure of 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 smiling." He said so.

After that, there was only a snap, and an incomparably crisp finger snap sounded 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 given permission yet.

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

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

Crack!

Qin Mo's figure disappeared in place in an instant, and appeared behind "Qin Mo".

At the same time, the long sword in his hand pierced his heart and protruded through his body.

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

Qin Mo's whispering sounded clearly in his ears, as if...

Demonic Whispers.

Recommend a novel that is also a dotted type novel "Become a fairy with dots in the science fiction world"

(end of this chapter)