Even himself would never be willing to do this.

Any bottle of the medicine in the drug storage warehouse is a treasure worth tens of thousands of gold when it is on the market.

Yuan Jing followed the fake Yan Tao immediately, and the two hurried to the outside of the potion storage.

A few dozen meters away, I saw the raging fire that was setting off to the sky.

The tall buildings that originally stood in the corner had been smashed to pieces.

Around them, countless guards surrounded the potion repository, trying to control the fire, but they were not close at all.

Fake Yan Tao looked at the blazing fire in front of him.

The red fire also reflected his face red.

He clenched his fists tightly.

The firewood is removed from the bottom of the cauldron, and there is no hesitation.

It was indeed Yan Shuai who controlled the clouds.

Such a big deal...

The loss has been caused, and even if Fake Yan Tao wants to recover it, it will be useless. He can only ask Yuan Jing to clean up the mess.

He took the shortcuts alone and turned back to the main control room.

The room was empty.

The fake Yan Tao swept around with his eyes alertly, and found nothing strange.

After repeated determination, he dared to return to his position.

But a feeling of anxiety came out of my heart inexplicably.

Since Yan Tao has a first-handed move, he will definitely have a second-handed move to prepare.

He believed that he had thoroughly studied this person.

He dared to say confidently that there is no other person in this world who knows Yan Tao better than him.

But at this moment, he still couldn't imagine what Yan Tao's second hand would be.

This person never plays according to common sense.

All the preparations he made before, the explosion was destroyed.

"What the hell will he do..."

Involuntarily, Fake Yan Tao spoke softly.

"You guess?"

A ripples suddenly appeared in the air.

The extremely gentle voice sounded in the ears of the fake Yantao.

The sound was like the wind, gently blew across his ears, but it exploded like thunder in the heart of the fake Yan Tao.

"Yan Tao!"

The fake Yan Tao didn't even think about it, and clenched his right hand into a fist, thrusting straight towards the place where he was making a sound.

One punch hit the empty space directly.

"I'm here."

The gentle boy's voice sounded from behind again.

Inexplicably, it gives people a sense of creepyness.

Fake Yan Taoteng turned around.

Then he saw a slender figure leaning lazily against the window, looking at him with a smile on the corner of his lips.

That face was so familiar.

A pair of peach blossoms' eyes fluttered, the ends of their eyes were raised up like a smile, and their thin lips were as red as blood.

Behind the boy, the starry sky was silent.

"hello!"

Yan Tao raised his hand and greeted the fake Yan Tao opposite with a smile.

Even though he saw the other person holding a face that was exactly the same as her, Yan Tao's face did not show any strange expression.

She stretched out her white fingers, touched her chin, and spoke with great appreciation: "Sure enough, this young master is handsome and cracked the sky."

"It feels pretty good to appreciate yourself from a different perspective."

The fake Yan Tao stood there, with a look of light and darkness in Peach Blossom's eyes, but he stared at Yan Tao tightly.

Starting from his creation.

Everything I saw and remembered was related to the boy in front of me.

He wants to remember all the information about him.

To bring yourself into his identity and guess what she will do.

In the photos and videos, he has seen this boy countless times.

However, it was the first time to meet.

That feeling is very subtle.
Chapter completed!