Villain: There Are Too Many Protagonists, So I Gave Up

'What's the meaning? Are there many saints with hundreds of faces? Or...' Bai Feng thought for a few seconds.

No, it's also possible that the witch confuses him deliberately. This young version of the witch really has some problems.

Could it be that the witch thought he was a lolicon, so she created a younger version of herself to confuse him?

"Holy Son, when will we go home?"

The young version of the beautiful saint raised her head, with a bit of expectation in her eyes.

Bai Feng looked down at her and said softly: "I'm sorry."

The hundred-faced saint tilted her head, and for the next second, black and white flashed in his eyes, while the eyes of the hundred-faced saint who looked at him gradually lost their luster.

"Tell me, where is the true form of the Hundred-Faced Saint?"

"exist……"

The hundred-faced saint opened her mouth, and suddenly, her body turned into powder and scattered away.

Bai Feng looked at the scattered powder and sighed inwardly, but he was not too surprised.

But in the next second, the scattered powder turned into a new hundred-faced saint, and at the same time, the surrounding scenery also changed.

It seems to be in a room, but the doors and windows are closed, and the saintly girl who has transformed into an adult size is sitting in front of a table with a guzheng, playing melodious music.

"Holy Son, does that sound good?"

She turned her head slightly, with light makeup on her face and red eye shadow that was a bit charming.

"Hmm..." Bai Feng looked around and touched his chin. He had a vague guess in his heart. Then he looked at the Hundred-Faced Saint, with black and white flashing in his eyes again, "Tell me the location of the demon girl's body. "

"good……"

The hundred-faced saint whose eyes gradually became dull turned into powder again, and at the same time, the scene changed once again.

This time he came to an open space littered with corpses. A huge monster in front seemed to be tearing a person's body apart, and a little girl fell down next to the monster.

She turned her head to look at Bai Feng, crying: "Holy Son, help me!"

Bai Feng was unmoved: "Tell me the location of the demon girl's body."

…

In a cave that no one can find.

A woman who was recovering from her injuries frowned slightly, then her brows relaxed again, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth: "As expected of the Holy Son I have fallen in love with, this method is of no use."

"Well... how about this first?"

She took out a tattered rag doll, and a bit of nostalgia seemed to flash in her eyes.

Then she took out a black bead and stuffed it into the doll's body.

As she instilled spiritual power into the doll, the doll also changed little by little.

"As if that wasn't enough."

While muttering, the woman picked up the long sword and slashed at her wrist. The blood spattered on the rag doll and was slowly absorbed by it. Then she cut off a little finger and integrated it into the rag doll.

Slowly, the rag doll gradually grew in size until it turned into a girl who was eighty-nine times similar to her and looked just like a real person.

Even the woman couldn't help but sigh: "The things of immortals are really magical."

Then she closed her eyes, and a shadow about the same size as a girl appeared from behind her and entered the body of the rag doll.

"Well, it looks good." The woman looked at the breathing girl with a smile on her face.

This is the inheritance she received in a mysterious realm of immortals, which fits her skills and mental state exactly.

"It's time for me to go to a new secret realm, otherwise my cultivation will be overtaken by the Holy Son."

After all, the Holy Son had a strong intention to kill her, and she didn't want to be caught by the Holy Son one day.

After doing all this, the woman slowly stood up with the girl in her arms and disappeared into the cave.

at the same time.

Bai Feng also stopped 'asking'. He looked at the powder floating in the air, and his guess became more and more certain - these various saints who turned into powder and reappeared were not made by special means, but each one They are all clones of the Hundred-Faced Saint. No, it is not quite right to say they are clones.

They are like real saints with hundreds of faces, but they are saints with hundreds of faces at different stages. How did she do it?

At this time, the powder in the air suddenly changed slightly, and the powder turned into hundreds of saints again, but this time there were many of them.

They formed a circle around him, some were tall and some looked like the baby version from before, and each one of them was staring at him:

"You are really rude, can't you be gentler?"

"But I just like your rude character. You can be a little more rude~"

"Holy Son, when will you come home with me?"

There was no expression on Bai Feng's face. He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. Suddenly, the eyes of the various saints around him became blank and they closed their mouths.

But this time, one of them recovered after a brief absence. She looked into Bai Feng's eyes and said with a smile: "Holy Son, we will meet again in the future."

Before she could finish speaking, she disappeared together with the other hundred-faced saints around her. Only the voice was still ringing in his ears, and at the same time, the surrounding 'environment' began to collapse.

In reality.

"Tsk, he ran so fast."

Bai Feng shook his head with some pity. If the demon girl had run slower, he might have been able to catch this weird individual. Even if this weird individual was not the demon girl herself, it should be a very special clone.

He raised his head and looked at the lifeless body, but he was not surprised at all.

As for the purpose of the witch...

He couldn't figure it out for the time being. Did she want to use her past experience to win his favor and reduce his killing intent towards the witch?

But unfortunately, he didn't play according to the routine. He directly controlled the clone with great force. He had no intention of exploring the witch's past experience. Naturally, he didn't know what the witch wanted to do.

'Does this mean that the witch's cultivation is not much higher than mine, or even weaker than me? '

Bai Feng lowered his head and thought, otherwise the witch should not choose to be sincere, but should catch him back first like before.

It's a pity that he didn't ask about the whereabouts of the witch. I don't know when I will meet her next time.

"Brother, is the witch dead?"

At this time, Bai Yumo came over and asked while looking at the dead body.

"It's just that this clone is dead." Bai Feng shook his head, "It's a pity that we couldn't find out the whereabouts of her original body."

"This demon woman is really cunning."

Bai Yumo couldn't help but mutter a few words, but she was not as angry and worried as before. After all, her relationship with Bai Feng was no longer something that a demon woman disguised as her could stir up. And the fact that it was only a demon woman's clone showed that the demon woman should not be their opponent, and Bai Feng also had the means to identify the demon woman's identity.

"By the way, is Tian Yan awake?" Bai Feng suddenly thought of something. He turned his head to look at Tian Yan who was sitting on a tree stump and eating cake in small bites, then took out a piece of cake and walked over, "Can you help me calculate the location of the Hundred Faces Saint?"

Although according to the demon woman's cunningness, it is unlikely that she can calculate it, but he still wants to give it a try.