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312 Two Identical Third Masters! (Seek Full Order For Customization)

The naive third uncle is asking and answering himself,

Although no one can be seen in the picture, the sound is still very clear.

This caused Qin Wanzhi and the netizens to count each other, and they all fell into a state of confusion, and even wondered whether Wu Sanxing was suffering from schizophrenia.

Of course, apart from this explanation,

Everyone brainstormed and thought of another possibility-that is, there was a second person in the room. The man's voice was similar to Wu Sansheng's, to the point of being unreal.

This idea is not unreasonable,

as big as World, nothing is nonexistent,

Think about the ventriloquist performances of those voice actors and imitators, but you can barely explain it.

"I think it's a schizophrenia. The third master is running around in the ancient tomb all day long. It's strange if he doesn't have mental problems."

"Yes, yes, correct, pertinent, objective, and seeking truth from facts, there is nothing wrong with old iron. 11

"Do tomb robbers still get scared by the things in the ancient tomb? It doesn't feel like this..."

"I think, this is a conspiracy played by the third master. Old foxes like him are the best at messing up the situation~"

"Hmm, maybe it's a coincidence, the voices just happen to be similar."

"I always feel that something is wrong...I can't figure it out for a while..."

While netizens are chattering and discussing endlessly, the ending song of "Genting Tiangong" is still playing, and it has already transitioned to the end of the first small climax.

"Better than turning around at the end, so cruel—

"Still me, but imitating,"

"Whose tone—"

And with the end of the first climax, the game screen is gradually dimmed.

Before the whole big screen is about to go dark,

Suddenly, there were two series of footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Wanzhi saw the shadows of two people walking forward, and bowed to the spiritual seat of the guide Shunzi.

The action is not the point, the point is the appearance of these two people——

One is the naive Sanshu Wu Sansheng, and the other is still the naive Sanshu Wu Sansheng,

They both look alike!

"I...I'll go!" Qin Wanzhi looked dumbfounded, and there was another dumbfounding thing, one of Wu Sansheng's hands was holding a human face, which was the face of the guide Shunzi... .

"Fuck, fuck, why are there two third masters?"

"Help, isn't this stepping horse alive? It's unbelievable, unbelievable!"

"No wonder we hear Wu Sansheng asking and answering himself, love is not schizophrenia, but two people who are the same!!"

…… Ask for flowers………

""Naruto"? The technique of clone? The technique of shadow clone?"

"What scares me even more is that one of the third masters actually holds Shunzi's face in his hand. My God, did he peel off Shunzi's face?"

"Shocked..."

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Qin Wanzhi was dumbfounded, and the netizens who were watching the live broadcast were also shocked,

Everyone was in deep shock.

And there is no follow-up content in this section of the picture, the entire screen is pitch black, without a single bright spot, and there is also no trace of sound.

Just a few seconds later, the second part of the ending song sounded,

"Did you laugh" or "It's a long time in the wind and snow"

"Beyond the bronze door, the extinguished candlestick

"Together with me counts as a shared adversity——"

Accompanied by the music, the black screen dissipated, and a new picture appeared on it.

A stagnant pool in the dark.

This place is too dark, it should be somewhere in an underground building.

There is a step built near the water pool, extending from the bottom of the water to the shore.

"This is where?"

Qin Wanzhi was blindfolded. .