The Strongest Emperor of the Three Kingdoms

"If this goes on, Chen Ziyang will lose."

Hearing the words of the psychic Taoist, Du Yu nodded, and then took the sheepskin roll in his hand and released the King Anaconda. In this all-water environment, the King Anaconda was instantly in water. Du Yu and Ze Xi jumped up together. , Stand on top of it and continue to watch the battle.

Du Yu took out a jar of wine from the package and brought two wine glasses. Du Yu filled one over to Ze Xi, and Ze Xi waved his hand: "I don't know how to drink this thing."

Du Yu did not forcefully put away the other wine glass and the wine jar, and then shook the wine glass in his hand, and a smile was taken away from the corner of his mouth. The smile was extremely weak, but he was confident: "I believe him, my steps will not stop. it's here."

With the passage of time, the barrier of the lotus leaf is getting weaker, but the sword light is getting better and better. A stream of air converges around Chenziyang, the second stage of the ancient energy, the third stage of the ancient energy, until the peak of the ancient energy Just listened.

The psychic Taoist was a little stunned, but the balance of victory and defeat quietly slipped down.

"Crack."

As Chen Ziyang's sword aura grew stronger, cracks finally appeared on the barrier on the lotus leaf, and as soon as the cracks appeared, the sky was full of sword aura, and the beauty of the elves sitting on the lotus leaf finally stood up. A **** ugly scar appeared on Bai Nen's arm, although he recovered in a moment.

But the beauty finally stood up and nodded towards Chen Ziyang:

"I lost. This is the key to the third floor."

Then ran over to a strange token with a three engraved on it. Chen Ziyang threw the token to Du Yu, and then stood behind him.

"Well, it's over."

Du Yu put away the wine glass in his hand, stretched his waist, activated the token in his hand, and then walked in with a few people toward the light curtain in front of him.

The path on the third level is no longer a river, but a gentle land. Du Yu put away the Anaconda King and walked towards the weird wolf head in front of him. The wolf head is very big, and what just came into view was a hideous giant. Portrait of werewolf.

"Sla."

With the sound of the chain shaking, the floor collapsed in an instant, and Du Yu and his group fell instantly. Du Yu put the two in a sheepskin roll, and then looked at where he was standing.

"Here, you have no shortcuts. If you lose, you won't die. It's just that this trip to the tower has nothing to do with you."

Du Yu looked at the flames that suddenly appeared everywhere. A ferocious werewolf stood up at the end of the flame, with a ferocious look in his eyes, but his voice was low and slow.

"Within three days, find the only monster, you, even if you pass the level, now there are three villagers in front of you, a patron saint, the patron saint can protect one person every day, as long as you find the hidden monsters among the three villagers within three days, you , Even if it is cleared."

"Decrypt, can't you trouble me."

"My lord, I am a villager, really not a monster."

One villager held Du Yu's trouser legs and cried, another villager stood aside with nothing in his eyes, cold and frosty, while the third villager was practicing boxing in front of the burning wooden stake, and it seemed that nothing happened.

The patron saint looked at Du Yu from the perspective, waiting for his order of whom to guard.

"You have three days, can you find the monster hidden among ordinary people?"

The voice sounded again, Du Yu lowered his head, picked up the token given by the werewolf in his hand, and conveyed an instruction to the patron saint. The guardian recalled that a barrier flashed up on the three villagers, who finally fell on no one.

Du Yu asked in the sea of ​​knowledge: "Old man, who do you think it is?"

Du Yu lowered his head and thought. The person holding his trouser legs in front of him was kicked away. He didn't dare to approach him anymore. He looked at Du Yu with resentment in his eyes. If he knew in advance that this was just a prop in the game, it would really hurt them. As a real person, no matter the senses, flesh and blood, or demeanor, they are exactly the same as ordinary people, and no flaws can be found.

The first villager, with a simple dress and a weak personality, seemed to be unable to change into a monster.

The second villager, seemingly arrogant, but in fact ashamed, seems to know that he is not the opponent of the monster, this person has the consciousness of death.

The third villager, who was practicing boxing, seemed most likely to transform into a monster, but in fact he was strengthening himself so that he would not have the power to fight back when facing the monster.

It is true that no one can constitute the type of monster, but Du Yu knows that although he cannot tell who is the monster for the time being, the person who is protected by the patron saint is probably not.

The psychic Taoist thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Abandon the mundane distractions and ask your own heart, who do you think is, just say it. Anyway, you have tried your best, and the elves will not blame you for failure."

Du Yu shook his head. Thinking of Ye Li'er's disappointed eyes, he felt unexplainably uncomfortable. He sat on the ground and began to think.

"Wow."

The first day passed quickly. Du Yu sat on the side of the slate for a night. When he opened his eyes again, a dazzling cold light appeared in his sharp eyes. He seemed to have caught something in the moment that the monster killed.

"Believe in your own senses."

The words of the psychic Taoist echoed in his ears, and a trusting look appeared in his ears. Du Yu stretched out his hand and picked up a trace of hair from the ground. The hair was covered with sweat, which seemed extremely messy, but Du Yu didn't care about it. He put the hair on the tip of his nose and sniffed.

I finally felt it. Indeed, the werewolf said before the beginning that no one knows whether he will become a monster or not. Even the person who becomes a monster does not know that he will become a monster at night. Therefore, the three of them will not be in the daytime. A trace of flaws were revealed.

But at night, when he turned into a monster to attack people, he would subconsciously produce resistance in his heart. Du Yu finally felt the smell of the sweat, it was fear, the fear of the monster itself, not the slain. Fear.

Two of the three were xenophobic in an instant, and the patron saint woke up, and all three were safe and sound. Obviously, the person Du Yu chose to guard last night was the right one.

"Have you thought about your answer?"

The werewolf walked out of the fire. The first day was just too late, and the ferocious wolf could not see the slightest anxiety in his eyes. His voice was not rushed:

"If you don't think about it, I will ask again at this time tomorrow."

"No, I choose him."

Du Yu stretched out his hand and pointed at the villager holding his trouser legs. The werewolf took away the surprise in his eyes, and his voice was a little puzzled:

"Congratulations, you are right, but can you tell me how you judged it?"

"Although he will become a monster, his nature cannot be changed. The second person has a dead face and has accepted the facts. Such a person is desperate and naturally no longer has fear. The third person dares to fight and naturally will not sit and wait for death. , Only the first person will turn into a monster to kill, the hair is full of fear."