Ye Mingyu once again unleashed his master-level stealth technique and sneaked away from the temple.

The moonlight was like water, and when they returned to the room, Lu Xiaoxi and Beiyao Maple were already asleep.

But Ye Mingyu couldn't sleep.

He was also shocked by the speculation.

Oh my God, the saint wants to kill me?

Ye Mingyu sat on the edge of the bed, lit the lamp, and posed as a contemplative.

"It's not that simple, and it can't be too arbitrary."

"That's the Holy Maiden, the ruler of the Blue Empire, think about whether there is a motive for dealing with me?"

"The known information is that the Holy Maiden collaborated with the undead, and that I appeared as the Son of the Oracle, clearly thwarting her plans!

"Well, there's a motive."

"But it is still not arbitrary, and if you think about it, is there any obvious evidence or hint?"

"The last time I saw the Holy Maiden, I had a suddenly gloomy expression, and I suspected that she was just black-bellied, but now it seems that she may be black from the inside out."

"Well, the hint is there, too."

Other words......

Ye Mingyu repeated the shock.

Oh my God, the saint wants to kill me?

Pills, true heart pills.

It is said that the nineteenth generation of saints has talents comparable to those of the first generation, and at the age of the first generation, they can already destroy a fleet of undead with a wave of their hands.

Is there any hope of escaping?

Ye Mingyu thought about it for a while, and finally dispelled this idea.

First of all, he has the fierce general Ye Yezi, and his own strength cannot be underestimated, and Beiyao Maple Leaf has also reached the realm of a third-level god, and it is not without room for maneuver.

Secondly, once he escapes, with the black character of the saint, he will definitely think that he is going out to move the rescuers.

What awaits you is an endless number of half-way kills.

These interceptions, Ye Mingyu will not take it seriously.

But if the interception doesn't work, the saint will definitely attack Lillian of Iwaki.

With Lilian's three-legged cat kung fu, it's still a pill!

"No matter how you think about it, it's a dead end, and the sky will kill me...... Wait, there's something wrong with the train of thought! ”

Watson found a blind spot!

Ye Mingyu's eyes lit up, and there seemed to be saxophone music blowing in his ears:

"Why should I stand on the opposite side of the Holy Maiden, if I can't do it, just surrender strategically!"

Ye Mingyu got up from the bed, thought about it carefully, and found that there was a certain feasibility.

That's right, strategic surrender.

Again, the point is not surrender, but strategy!

Disguise herself as a loyal horse boy under the saint's hand, and then stab her in the back when she is unprepared, and finally withdraw the knife under the saint's incredulous expression.

With a contemptuous smile, he said lightly:

"Surrendering to the enemy is not necessarily weak, it takes more courage than sacrifice."

Turning around, the cloak was flicked, and the cheers behind him were like a landslide and tsunami, offering a salute for the birth of the king.

Perfect plan!

I'm so smart.

The IQ of a twelfth-level creature is beyond the reach of a hundred yeses.

In order to further clarify the mind.

Ye Mingyu scribbled and painted on the notebook, and the relationship like a circuit diagram emerged.

After the scribble, delete and subtract.

All kinds of unknown information, countless networks, actually have one problem at the core.

Ye Mingyu put down the gel pen, and the end of the pen reflected the miserable white light under the lamp:

"Seven generations of undead monarchs, who are they?"

......

"Resist the united front of Ye Mingyu, the third meeting is held!"

The dark room reappeared, still with five blurred figures.

The first phantom said slowly:

"I'm so happy to have everyone here again.

"In the first two times, everyone worked together, not only to overturn his evil plan to upgrade the game, but also to see through his strange plot to summon a baby water turtle.

"Therefore, it can be declared that on the local battlefield, our side has won an overwhelming victory!"

Nos. 1 to 4 are relieved.

In the face of a strong enemy like Ye Mingyu, it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous.

Now it is an unexpected and big surprise to be able to take advantage of a little advantage!

"But—"

The first phantom turned around.

"We can't take it lightly, I heard that Ye Mingyu has recently been involved in the incident of the undead clan, what do you think?"

Roll call No. 1?

The rest of the people secretly remembered this scene in their hearts.

Sure enough, the previous guess was correct, No. 1 was the powerhouse of the undead clan.

"It's just a joke among the juniors, but unfortunately, there are a lot of killer moves...... No. 1 laughed lightly, "Ye Mingyu can't escape this catastrophe!" ”

So confident?

But if there is a peanut, it will not be drunk like this.

"That's interesting, you also know Ye Mingyu's strength, do you really have such confidence?" Number Two asked tentatively.

"Have you guessed the next generation of the appointed undead monarch?"

Number One folded his hands on the table, his index finger tapping lightly on the tabletop.

No one answered.

Can't guess.

"It's normal to not guess, in fact, I didn't expect the seven generations of monarchs to be that existence."

"Who?" Number Three couldn't help but ask.

Number One spat out four words.

All the phantoms gasped.

......

"So who the hell is it?"

Ye Mingyu wanted to break his head, but he couldn't think of the identity of the seven generations of monarchs.

According to the law, this guy must have appeared a long time ago.

Definitely not a new character!

"Could it be Lilian? The blood clan and the undead are barely related, and the Dracula family has always been mysterious, could it be that Lillian is a seventh-generation undead monarch? ”

Ye Mingyu sketched a scene in his mind.

Lilian, wrapped in a gothic dress, falls from the sky and makes a declaration full of middle two breath.

It's embarrassing to think about.

How could seven generations of monarchs only have this B-square?

"Could it be the Wood Spirit Sage? This guy has actually been hiding his strength, and after entering the imperial capital, he hasn't seen him, and that's right, that kind of evil training plan can only be formulated by evil undead! ”

"Wood Spirit Sage, Suspect A."

Ye Mingyu's thinking became smoother and smoother.

"And the big guy who posted the bar "drowned three thousand", although I suspect that the big guy is not a good habit, but this strength seems to be boundless, and it may also be seven generations of monarchs! ”

"Drowning three thousand, Suspect B."

"Think again... That's right, there is also the little water turtle that I almost summoned the beast, maybe it has been lurking in the heterotopic plane and growing up and evolving into an undead turtle! ”

"Little Turtle, Suspect C."

"Cute Lu Xiaoxi, she appeared on the train, maybe it was just a conspiracy, and she happened to be found in the haunted house, maybe she calculated it."

"Lu Xiaoxi, suspect...... Forget it, she's too stupid, even if it's really a seventh-generation monarch, it's easy to deal with. ”

"Then there's the leader of the Fallen. I think it's strange that a villain will be blown up, mostly pretended! Within a month, he grew into an undead monarch and then waited for an opportunity to take revenge on me! ”

"Leader of the Fallen, Suspect D."

Ye Mingyu tried hard to recall his faces, from the old man who died suddenly of a heart attack at the beginning, to Chen Bujian, who he only met recently.

A total of twenty-four suspicious characters are listed!

There is always only one truth.

Seven generations of undead monarchs, right among them!

Ye Mingyu thought so.

However, no one noticed.

Outside the window, in the trash can at the end of the street.

There is a grass carp.

Now, it's long gone, but there's still a strange glint in its eyes.