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Chapter 372 Disguise Under the Skin... Seriously?

For some reason, Dai Lingling felt that the person behind her seemed to pause.

It's as if the brain is fighting for dominance.

Dai Lingling turned around to look at Turing who was holding him down, and hummed something, "Woo woo woo." - the little robot.

Turing's eyes flickered, and his pupils kept changing and shrinking.

He couldn't understand Dai Lingling's sobs, but how could the real Turing not understand them? Even if there was no tone in this frequency band, Turing could still analyze it.

The little man was calling him, calling his name.

The big palm pressing on the little man's hand loosened a little, and Dai Lingling knew that Turing heard her calling him.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Dai Lingling broke free from the grip of the big hand.

Without any hesitation, he started to fight with Turing.

Turing's movements were not as smooth as before, but it was not something Dai Lingling could deal with.

After all, most of Dai Lingling's skills come from Turing's personal teaching.

After a few moves, Dai Lingling was subdued again.

Turing looked at the little man he had pinned to the ground again and said, "You're quite capable."

Just as he was about to bend down, Turing's eyes never left the little man and the smile on his face.

Turing felt something unusual.

Turing half-knelt on the villain's upper body with his legs, his eyes fell on the villain's shoulder where he had just been scratched, which was seeping with red blood. Turing slowly stretched out his hand, placed it on the villain's delicate face, and pinched the villain's lips with his fingertips.

"I've already said it, resistance is useless."

Turing's deep voice contained an extremely dangerous signal.

The two were silent for a moment.

Dai Lingling lay on top of him, staring at Turing with cold eyes. On this strange yet familiar face, there was not a trace of the little robot's indifference.

There was more disdain and a condescending look that Dai Lingling couldn't understand.

Turing wiped the villain's lips, moved his fingertips to the wound on the villain's shoulder, and stained his hands with blood.

The next second, under the gaze of the villain, he licked the blood from his fingertips.

Dai Lingling: “….”

very disgusting.

Turing, "It tastes good."

What could Dai Lingling say? Of course he couldn't say anything. After all, he couldn't open his mouth.

I could only watch helplessly as this guy continued to speak without restraint, "Perhaps, your taste is better than the taste of your blood."

After saying this, Turing wanted to lean over and hug the little man.

But just as he moved, the next second, his neck was firmly restrained by several time chains, and he could not move.

Yes, how could Dai Lingling go into a room that was obviously not right without any preparation?

Turing's gaze fell on the villain's face. He reached for his own neck and tugged, but the time link didn't break. Instead, it tightened even more.

Dai Lingling quickly crawled out from under Turing.

Turn around.

He looked down at the man kneeling upright on the ground, his hands constantly pulling the chain.

Dai Lingling brushed off the non-existent dust on her body, raised her chin slightly, and squinted at Turing, "Stop struggling."

"This is for you....Turing."

The end of the sentence was slightly stretched out, as if telling Turing that he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Originally, if the little robot had not appeared just now, perhaps Dai Lingling would have implemented the second plan.

Just a little bit.

His innocence is sealed here.

If the little robot had not appeared, perhaps he really would have had no way to restrain Turing.

However, innocence is not necessary for Dai Lingling, as long as he can be trapped. After all, this is the body of a little robot, so he won't lose anything.

Turing seemed to realize something as well. He lowered his hands. A low, cold voice uttered from his thin lips. The playful tone was sexy and clear. "You can block me, but you can't block me. Thousands of people will come to find you."

Turing stared at the little man above him, changed his tone, and said in a gentle and persuasive manner, "We are so familiar with each other, why don't we cooperate?"

"Will you give me to your cooperation?"

Turing pulled a time chain in his hand and played with it. "Perhaps, this is good for you. Not everyone in that world is as gentle as me."

With the chains of time wrapped around his fingertips, the man seemed to have no sense of danger at all.

Even when he was half-kneeling in front of Dai Lingling, there was no change on his face.

"Why on earth are you..."

Dai Lingling asked halfway and then stopped asking, feeling that there was no need to do so.

Turing certainly knew what Dai Lingling wanted to ask.

"Don't you know everything?"

That useless clone protected Dai Lingling for nine years, and even his own body was affected.

I almost thought I was going to fall in love with a human being.

It's ridiculous.

Unfortunately, his own interests are paramount, and it seems unlikely that he would abandon his life for the sake of a human being...

Whenever Turing wanted to kill the villain immediately, the emotions of the clone began to affect him again.

A person who fell into the netherworld... that's all, is that so serious?

Turing lowered his head, as if suppressing something. Suddenly, the man looked up, his deep eyes flushed with blood.

In an instant, he stood up against the constraints of the time chains.

With an extremely fast speed, he pressed the back of Dai Lingling's head and pushed her over.

Turing kissed her forcefully.

The time chain became tighter and tighter, pulling Turing away bit by bit. His body seemed to be about to be torn apart, but Turing did not let go. He bit down hard, as if marking him.

The skin was under the control of the time chain, and the person himself was stubbornly motionless. In the quiet room, crackling sounds continued to be heard.

呲呲.

呲呲.

The skin was pulled and shattered into pieces.

Turing's true form gradually revealed itself, and then a completely mechanical civilization appeared in front of Dai Lingling.

Dai Lingling wondered in her heart if he was crazy.

But Dai Lingling did not struggle. She let him kiss her and was unwilling to step back even though he was pulled by the chain of time.

The whole process was obviously not slow, but in Dai Lingling's eyes, it seemed like a very long time had passed.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

After being pulled apart, Turing revealed his true form and was forced to be trapped again like a cross not far from Dai Lingling.

His hands and feet were bound, and his neck was no exception.

Dai Lingling raised her hand and casually wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Turing fixed his gaze on the villain. "Will you still like this?"

It is not known whether Turing did it intentionally or unintentionally.

Completely show your true side in front of Dai Lingling.

It was as if he was unwilling to accept that his clone could be favored by Dai Lingling, or as if he was ashamed of being soft-hearted, or he did not want to admit that he was affected by the clone's emotions.

Add it all up.

The combination forms a contradictory Turing.

He wanted to completely expose his true self, as if he wanted Dai Lingling to reject his true self, and he indifferently tore off his superficial disguise.

Dai Lingling just calmly looked at Turing's body, a piece of technology that shouldn't exist in this world.

His eyes fell on Turing, and he wondered in his heart if he had misunderstood something.

What kind of inappropriate misunderstanding did he have about his appearance?

Turing's true form, after the disguise of human skin was torn off, revealed a face that should not exist.

The surface has a light metallic sheen, like porcelain.

The eyes are made up of countless tiny points of light, as deep as the starry sky, and the irises change color with emotions or environment.

Looking upwards, the silver-gray hair made of nanofibers refracts a light purple-blue light under the light, as if the halo of future technology is shrouding the body.

Dai Lingling took a quick glance at the naked body. The man was tall and well-proportioned, and the muscle lines were not formed through exercise, but supported by a sophisticated mechanical structure.

It has a cold metallic luster, giving people a feeling that is both dangerous and charming.

There is a thin glowing line on the neck, extending to below the collarbone, like some kind of energy circuit.

Occasionally, a faint blue light appears from his wrists and finger joints, as if reminding you that he has infinite power within him.

It's very standard, a face that looks like a god, but underneath it is a more authoritative face.

Dai Lingling: “…”