I am invincible after awakening the Superman gene

Qin Mo, who was resting on the chair, suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at a certain place in the darkness, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In his spiritual perception, there was a very weak and strange spiritual force slowly wriggling in that space.

"It came pretty fast."

Qin Mo said in a low voice, and without hesitation, he unleashed a sea-like mental power to kill him!

Just like the gleam of fireflies compared to the bright moon and stars, that weak spiritual power turned into a pile of ashes without any resistance at all.

At the same time, in the dark space at the door of the study, a dark shadow stood there looming.

The figure looked at Qin Mo, and didn't speak for a while, as if he had fallen into silence.

After a long time, the figure spoke calmly, and said in a cold tone:

"I want to see how long you can protect them."

"That's nothing for you to worry about."

Qin Mo also replied calmly, then closed his eyes again, and began to rest and recuperate.

The figure in the darkness did not hesitate, and disappeared without a trace, hiding in an unknown place.

This brief confrontation ended with Qin Mo's complete victory.

However, this is only the beginning.

Just as he thought, the other party had only one purpose from beginning to end, and that was to complete the parasitism of Qin Mo.

Now that Qin Mo releases his spiritual power to protect everyone, this is in the hands of the enemy.

"Hehe, I'm afraid this guy's mouth is already full of laughter. I don't know what wonderful expression will appear on his face two days later." Qin Mo thought secretly in his heart.

In the next two days, he stopped the other party's parasites several times, without missing a single one.

In the past two days, nothing major has happened in the imperial capital. It is still in a state of calm, and a crisis is gradually brewing.

The daily life of Li Mou and others is extremely joyful, what they want to eat will be delivered by their own butlers, and the same is true for what they want to play.

Apart from the small space for activities, there are no other problems at all.

At this time, twelve midnight.

Looking at the few people who were still playing mahjong on the mahjong table, Qin Mo smiled slightly, got up and walked out of the study.

The three days that had been set had arrived quietly.

The game is over.

"One thing to say, I didn't expect you to choose such a way to win." The second ancestor's voice slowly rang beside his ears.

Qin Mo turned his head and saw Li Er Shiran sitting at the door of the study, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Qin Mo also smiled and replied:

"In many cases, the simplest method is often the most effective."

"But it's not a good thing for you." Li Er said meaningfully.

Qin Mo knew what it meant, but he wasn't worried.

"Whether it is good or bad, we still have to wait until tonight to know."

"That's fine. Since you are so confident, it will be a bit nagging if I say more." Li Er shrugged, spread his hands, and then disappeared inch by inch.

After he left, Qin Mo also turned around and walked towards his room with an extremely calm expression.

Soon, Qin Mo, who was lying on the bed in the bedroom, fell asleep.

A breeze blew outside the window, and entered along the window, a wisp of illusory mental power quietly rushed in, and went straight into Qin Mo's mind.

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One o'clock in the morning, in the bedroom.

Qin Mo opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and quietly looked at himself sitting opposite with cold eyes.

Fake Qin Mo showed a strong smile, and spoke first:

"Congratulations, you have won this game."

"So?" Qin Mo asked.

Hearing this, the smile on Fake Qin Mo's face became more intense, and a pitch-black dagger quietly appeared in his hand, and the dagger danced like a flower between his five fingers.

"So? Let me think about it. I don't seem to have decided on the reward for the winner of the game."

As he spoke, he got up and walked towards Qin Mo with a dagger in his hand.

"Since that's the case, I'll decide on one now. How about letting the winner stay in this dreamland forever? What do you think?"

183 I'll play a game with you too

The winner of the game stays in the dreamland forever.

There is a deep meaning in this sentence, obviously there is no need to say more.

As the saying goes, the picture is poor.

At this time, there is no need to hide the purpose of the spiritual awakened person, and he will start to do it.

Strands of dark power gathered in this small space, like a beast devouring people, trying to devour Qin Mo to the last bit.

On the face of the fake Qin Mo, there was already a smile that belonged to the winner.

But he didn't see the slightest panic on Qin Mo's face.

Qin Mo still looked like that, with a calm expression and flat eyes, the ancient well in the heart lake was calm, and there was no ripple in it.

"Since you insist on asking me how I am, then I think... this reward is actually not bad."

As Qin Mo spoke, he raised his right hand and clasped his five fingers. A dazzling long sword slowly emerged in his hand, with an extraordinary sharp blade.

"Oh? Are you ready to fight desperately for a chance of survival?" Fake Qin Mo teased with a smile, holding the winning ticket.

Hearing this, Qin Mo shook his head slightly, grinned and asked:

"I never do things that I'm not sure about, so you're so sure that I'm sure?"

"Confidence is indeed a good thing, but how much spiritual power do you still have left to protect Xiao San for three days?"

Fake Qin Mo smiled, and lightly waved the dagger in his hand. The dark tentacles in the bedroom suddenly tensed like steel wires, stabbing out like lightning.

Hundreds of tentacles attacked Qin Mo from all directions, and at the same time the fake Qin Mo disappeared in place, and appeared behind Qin Mo in the blink of an eye, holding the dagger upside down in his hand, pointing directly at the center of the back of his head.

With this knife, all of Qin Mo's consciousness will dissipate, and his spiritual body will become an ownerless thing, becoming the best container.

However, the knife has not fallen after all.

I saw Qin Mo flicking the long sword in his hand calmly, and let out a piercing sword sound.

Ong!

The moment the sound of the sword sounded, the hundreds of tentacles that were attacking him received a fatal blow, and they all broke into thousands of pieces, like snowflakes in winter, rustling and falling.

At the same time, Qin Mo responded with lightning speed, and the long sword appeared behind him at a strange and inexplicable angle.

puff.

It's like popping a bubble.

The faint voice rang clearly in the ears, the dream suddenly came to a standstill, and everything was frozen.

At this moment, time seems to stop passing.

"Ho..."

Fake Qin Mo opened his mouth and let out a hoarse roar.

He lowered his head slowly, looking at the blade of the sword piercing his right chest, his eyes widened involuntarily, his face full of disbelief.

"Impossible! How is this possible?!"

After a brief silence, he roared loudly, his tone full of disbelief.

Everything in front of him was completely beyond his comprehension.

He couldn't figure out how Qin Mo did it, and why he had such a huge mental power.

I thought it would be easy tonight, but who would have thought...

Turns out the clown was himself.

laugh!

Qin Mo pulled out the long sword in his hand and tossed it casually. The long sword disintegrated immediately and turned into several dark chains, tightening the fetters of Qin Mo.

This is his spiritual world. Even if the dream is constructed by the other party, the basis of the construction is still his brain.

Well, of course it's up to him.

Qin Mo hung himself in the air, looking down at the other party, his pupils flickered with undisguised sarcasm.

"Nothing is impossible. As I said at the beginning, are you so sure you can beat me?"

The faint voice was filled with endless humiliation.

Fake Qin Mo's face was extremely ugly, he couldn't figure out why things had developed into what they are now.

But Qin Mo obviously wouldn't answer his doubts.

The parasitism, which was thought to be a sure thing, now seems to have failed so completely.

"Oh, today... you really surprised me."

Rao is bound by chains and may lose this spiritual body at any time, but he still maintains enough elegance in the face of pressure.

"But next time, you won't be so lucky. The time is still long and the road is still far away. Don't worry, the game between us has just begun."

Fake Qin Mo raised his head, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his body gradually became illusory, looming, as if he was about to get out of trouble.

Since the parasitism failed tonight, it would be better to go first.

Qin Mo could see what he was thinking, but he didn't stop him or take any further action. Instead, he smiled and said:

"I'm not in a hurry at all, you're right, the days to come will be long, we still have more to play, you played a game with me earlier.

As the saying goes, reciprocity, I can't lose, and I happen to have a game that I want to play with you. "

Qin Mo continued to say, "Don't worry, whether you agree or not, you have to play this game. You have no choice."

The rules of the game he said were exactly the same as what Qin Mo said three days ago.

It is just like this to treat a person with his own way.

Hearing this, Fake Qin Mo paused, slowed down the speed of his body's blurring, and said:

"Oh? Interesting, let's hear it."

He thinks he is powerful, so he doesn't panic in the slightest, instead he behaves interestingly.

But Qin Mo's next sentence immediately caused a slight change in his expression.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be a member of the royal family, and this game is a small offensive and defensive game I designed for the royal family.

The rules of the game are very simple, it is also limited to three days, I attack and you defend.

Among the royal family members, the highest status is Prince Jin. I will pick a time at random and personally send Prince Jin to meet the late emperor.

Your status in the royal family should not be low, you can send someone to protect Prince Jin, even the Great Heavenly King, it's up to you.

If Prince Jin survives three days later, you will win the game. "

The voice fell to the ground, and the dream once again fell into a long silence.

Prince Jin, an old man in the royal family, has very high qualifications. Today, His Majesty has to call him an emperor's uncle. He holds a lot of power in the royal family and has a very important right to speak.

Moreover, he himself is a powerful Great Heavenly King.

Such a person, needless to say, even a fool can see his importance.

Prince Jin is definitely the backbone of the royal family. If those few old things are removed, he can be called the pillar of the royal family.

But now, Qin Mo wants to play a game with the other party about the life and death of Prince Jin.