That face.

Every day when he wakes up from a deep sleep, he can see that face in the mirror... It is his face, exactly the same, even the small scars at the corners of his eyes and the iconic mustache are exactly the same, except for that

The pair of eyes, those blood-red eyes, were filled with hatred and anger, and the twisted hatred was barely concealed.

"Pa"

Xiao's figure jumped back. He lowered his body, holding the weapon in his hand, and looked at the ghost opposite him with vigilance. The latter was very relaxed and played with the dagger in his hand. The sharp double-edged blades were like ice flakes, shining with an unknown touch.

.

"You have regressed... No, you have failed this body!"

The ghost said in a voice as cold as the wind: "It is resisting you, it is resisting a strange soul, because it does not belong to you, it has never belonged to you!"

The figure of the ghost slowly disappeared into the darkness. The next moment, the sharp sword light bloomed in front of Xiao Er's eyes again. The deep darkness wrapped around the ghost, making it almost merge with the shadow. Under it

The moment it appeared, behind Shaw and on both sides of his body, four phantoms appeared at the same time. With the same movement, they stabbed their weapons into Shaw's body.

"Give me my body...back!"

"Dang Dang Dang Dang"

The Master Assassin was very calm at this fatal moment. He quickly rotated his body, and during the rotation, he threw the flying knives on his belt in four directions, like a wave of waves in the darkness.

Like Blade Storm.

But this counterattack was not completely successful. When the ghost appeared again about 5 meters away from his eyes, Shore felt a stinging pain on his arm and he was cut.

The wound was frozen, and not a drop of blood flowed down, but Xiao Er could feel that a strange poison was flowing in his blood vessels, and the ice-flake-like blade was coated with poison!

"Your body?"

Xiao threw an antidote into his mouth. While he was recovering his energy, he looked at the strange ghost in front of him that was the same as him. He asked softly:

"How to say?"

The ghost didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill Xiao. He played with the dagger in his hand and asked with a twisted smile:

"May I have your name?"

This question made Xiaoer stunned for a moment. He narrowed his eyes and answered:

"Shor... Mathias Shore!"

"What a coincidence, the despicable thief stole my body."

The ghost assassin let out a burst of harsh laughter, and his illusory figure suddenly disappeared into the darkness. Xiao Er's scalp was numb. He subconsciously turned around and stabbed the dagger in his back to the back, but... the stab missed.

At the same moment, the cold voice of the ghost sounded behind him. In the pain of the sharp blade entering his body, he heard the ghost gnashing his teeth and saying:
Chapter completed!