"Pink King ......"

In the middle of the battlefield, Sima Wen obviously figured out something.

"You used the Pink King's hallucinatory abilities to deceive us?"

"Is this possible?" Guo Xiao, the God of Wealth, said in disbelief: "The strength of the four kings of the royal city is real, and it is by no means a disguise that can be disguised." ”

"Just because the fight is real doesn't mean the result is real. Sima Wen squinted slightly, and then glared: "No, it's better to say that he originally hoped that the battle was real, and the result was fake." ”

"Is the result fake?" "But we have obviously received a reminder of the vows?

"Don't forget, this bureau, but even death is involved, can a mere reminder of the precept be used as a basis?" Sima Wen turned around and asked.

Sima Wen's words stopped Ashin all of a sudden.

"Save the Scepter...... Guo Xiao, the God of Wealth, suddenly thought of a possibility: "I heard that a kind of prop that will only be sold in the royal city is called 'Preservation Scepter', if you carry one, you will be teleported back to the royal city at the moment of death, and the last drop of life will be retained, but the price is extremely expensive, and it is a limited prop, which needs to be specially approved by the god of death with special merits and needs before it can be purchased." The four kings who were supposed to be dead are still alive, and it is likely that this is the effect of the scepter. ”

"But how do you explain the wounds on their bodies?" interjected, "Even if they were saved by the Preservation Scepter, they wouldn't have recovered so quickly?"

"It can only be said one thing, that is, Wang Ye's bureau and helpers. Sima Wen squinted.

As soon as the words fell, a cold wind suddenly blew on the battlefield, rolling up the cold sand and flying all over the sky. Sima Wen and the others couldn't help but cover their eyes with their arms, squinting at the direction where the wind was blowing.

At the source of the wind, a figure in a cyan robe was slowly approaching.

"She?" Guo Xiao, the God of Wealth, was particularly familiar with all kinds of news, his eyes were sharp, and he recognized the identity of the figure at a glance: "Why is she here?"

"Who is she?" asked the Summoner.

"There is also a small reputation in the middle-level city, a lone girl named 'Tsing Yi', I heard that she has saved many people, but her strength is superior but she has not joined any team, and it is rumored that she has one of the four books and five classics in her hand. The God of Wealth Guo said with a smile.

"One of the Four Books and Five Classics?"

The Four Books and Five Classics that can save people are easy to guess.

"Compendium of Materia Medica!" "You mean to say that Wang Ye invited her over in advance, specifically to treat the seriously injured kings who were sent back by the Preservation Scepter? ”

"I haven't heard any news of other teams or solo entering this trial, and the only one that has entered the trial last is 'Hyakki Night Walk'. Guo smiled: "That is to say, ......"

He paused for a moment and made a bold guess: "The girl 'Tsing Yi' joined the 'Hundred Ghosts Night Walk' team before entering the trial, or she was originally a member of the 'Hundred Ghosts' team!"

"But...... Ever since the Hundred Ghosts entered the Intermediate City, we had never heard of such a number one character in their team. "Summoning God and believing the word.

"This ...... I didn't figure it out. The God of Wealth Guo Xiao shook his head, although the control of the Gods Clan over the intermediate city is top-notch, but for the junior city, the news is limited, after all, the communication channel is very closed, and it is difficult to communicate between the two layers.

A powerful team member who holds the Four Books and Five Classics of the Dead Realm in his hands, but always has a sword sealed and is not exposed in front of others?

Is this possible?

Sima Wen only felt that there was a bigger and bigger mystery above his head, and he couldn't see through the royal industry in front of him more and more.

Just like back then, he couldn't see through the thoughts of the four princes.

"Thank you. ”

Seeing "Tsing Yi", Wang Ye showed a familiar and cordial smile on his face, for some reason, no matter how bloody the war around him was, no matter how solemn the surrounding environment was, whenever he saw Bu Yu, whenever he saw Bu Yu, he always gave people a warm and comfortable feeling, like a warm harbor full of sunshine, which made the drifting ship want to dock it.

"Where ......" Bu Yu gently lifted his hood, revealing that beautiful and familiar face, she looked a little red, as if a little apologetic: "I understand your good intentions, partly because I ......"

Wang Ye didn't say anything, just smiled slightly, pulled her behind him, and said in a low voice: "Follow me, if anything happens later, give priority to safety, you know?"

"Hmm. Bu Yu bit her lip lightly and nodded.

The phrase "follow me" made her vaguely find what she looked like when she and Wang Ye first met a few months ago.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more wrong, Sima Wen finally couldn't hold it back.

"You seem to be more prepared than I thought. Sima Wen finally turned to Wang Ye and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, why are you doing this?"

Wang Ye smiled slightly, in fact, he had been waiting for Sima Wen's inquiry.

"In order to no longer send people under the fence, for the real tomorrow. He said in a deep voice.

"Tomorrow!?Joke!, you colluded with the Demon Clan and the kings of the royal city to set up this bureau to lure me into the ditch, saying that it was for tomorrow!?" Sima Wen said fiercely: "The Demon Clan is our enemy for thousands of years, in order not to strangle them tomorrow, but to calculate me here?"

"So...... Your eyes will never see the true avenue. Wang Ye shook his head and said lightly: "A thousand years ago, you were also the core figure of the Divine Clan's main battle faction, and after a thousand years, you still haven't grown at all. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Sima Wen frowned.

"Remember the question I asked a thousand years ago, before you were thrown into the Cave of Exile?" Wang Ye asked.

"Hmph, of course I can't forget it. Sima Wen flicked his sleeves and said forbearingly: "You once asked a stupid question, you asked us 'God Clan and Demon Clan' should really fight each other?"

"It seems that even now, you still think that question is stupid. Wang Ye said.

"Of course stupid!" Sima Wen's voice became solemn: "The Demon Clan invaded my territory, killed my people, and fought with my God Clan for thousands of years, and it is my Divine Clan's duty to destroy them!"

"On the surface, it is true, the former Gods and Demons Continent was like a huge gladiatorial arena, and the two clans of gods and demons were the two gladiators in the gladiatorial arena. All we think in our hearts is to kill each other with all our might. Grievances and feuds have developed into racial strife, and war has become the only thing in our eyes. ”

Wang Ye sighed heavily, and continued: "But have you ever wondered who started this war? Who imprisoned us in this gladiatorial arena, and whether our real enemy is the gladiator on the other side, or is there someone else? For example, ......?"

Wang Ye paused and said in a low voice: "Those people who are sitting high in the audience and watching this gladiatorial battle!"