Douluo's rotation of the five elements

"What are you doing?" Wu Qingfeng frowned and glanced around everyone's faces.

Still a familiar mask, still a familiar formula.Among them, he also saw No. 44, who he wanted to kill before, but now is not the time. The content of the test in this level has nothing to do with force. The test is about to come out, such as intelligence, communication skills, etc.

If we kill him now, everyone will probably be afraid of him.

"Ha! You're so laid-back! You can still sleep so soundly in that kind of environment." The medium-sized man wearing a size 30 mask said in a strange tone.

Wu Qingfeng frowned. Although he didn't want to make enemies, he was not a soft persimmon.

After leaving the Temple of the Dead, his strength was completely restored.I really don’t take these crooked melons and cracked dates seriously.

He raised the dragon scale sword in his hand and pointed it at No. 30, "Just tell me if you want to die, and I can give you a ride." His tone was aloof, like a peerless swordsman.

"You brat, I dare to accuse you of Tiger Tiger like that, you are seeking death." No. 30 was not a good-tempered person either. He gritted his teeth and said harsh words before raising his machete to fight Wu Qingfeng.

However, at this moment, the strong wind blew and everyone could not open their eyes.

The gloomy voice of the God of Death sounded slowly.

"Welcome to the Temple of the Dead, believers. Have you seen that gate? Hurry into the arms of Death!"

After the words fell, the white jade door of the Skeleton Palace slowly opened.

Everyone lost control of their bodies and stepped towards the pure white door step by step.

Tsk~ It’s still the same old routine, Wu Qingfeng curled his lips with some guilt.He almost peed last time.

"What's going on? I can't control my body." The girl wearing the No. 62 mask, with a hot figure and scantily clad clothes, screamed in horror.

"Me too, what's going on?" Wu Qingfeng quickly echoed, with a hint of panic in his voice, pretending that he had never been here before.

No. 30 glared at Wu Qingfeng angrily, "Tmd, you brat, just wait, I will deal with you later."

Wu Qingfeng couldn't help but roll his eyes, and let you see what equipment crushing is.

"Don't make any noise, everyone is like this." The man walking at the end spoke unhurriedly, looking very calm.

"Do you want to take care of Master Hu's affairs?" No. 30 is like a mad dog, biting everyone he sees.

......

One after another entered the temple, and when the last man got in with his whole body, the white jade door suddenly closed.

Control of his body returned, and his soul power began to drain away rapidly. Wu Qingfeng quickly took out a few more magazines.

"Ah~ my soul power."

"What's the matter!"

The feeling of losing power is extremely painful, and most people feel like headless flies.

Only No. 44 and No. 6, who was wearing the uniform of a Wuhundian student, were busy taking things out of the soul guide.

Wu Qingfeng naturally noticed these two people. With his previous experience, he only needed to take two leggings and a few magazines. It was not too easy. He had a lot of energy to observe other people.

Those who were panicking were basically eliminated by him as a threat. Only No. 44 and No. 6 needed attention.

A dark light suddenly lit up on the top of the second floor opposite the round table, and the space rippled like water waves. A huge clock appeared out of thin air, half black and half white. This clock actually divided a circle into 24 parts, with only one hour hand. It rotates at an extremely slow speed, and the hour hand is pointing to the 12 position at this time.

"Jiejiejiejiejiejiejie~ The appetizer is over, my outstanding believers, welcome to the second trial. Fighting and killing is always the lowest way to die. How about playing a gentle game together next! Believers People, please feel the elegance of death." The sinister smile of the God of Death spread throughout the palace.

A vague human-shaped black shadow appeared in the temple.

"There is a seducer of this god among you, and he will steal a soul every night. If you want to survive, find a way to find the seducer. You can vote every day at dinner time, and the one with the most votes will die. Oh, by the way, 18 After that, everyone can only stay in their own room." The God of Death no longer smiled evilly, and his tone became extremely serious.After saying that, the faint black shadow slowly dissipated.

Werewolf?After listening to the rules, Wu Qingfeng always felt inexplicably familiar.

"Who the fuck is the seducer, come out!" No. 30 roared angrily, scanning everyone with his bloodshot eyes, raising the machete in his hand, and distanced himself from everyone.

The rest of the people were also made nervous by No. 30 and distanced themselves one after another.

The life that was taken through hard work in the first level is about to be lost at any time here. How can people not panic?

"Is it you, No. 14! You were the only one sleeping when we came here. There must be something wrong." No. 30 pointed the finger at Wu Qingfeng again.

His words immediately resonated with others, who looked at Wu Qingfeng with very unkind eyes.

"Haha! You are so smart, how could the God of Death allow you to find the Soul Seducer so easily?" Wu Qingfeng snorted disdainfully.

Although No. 30 got it right, he didn't panic at all. He was not afraid of creating opposition when playing this kind of game. He was afraid of being obscured like a transparent board. As long as he could keep himself clean, nothing would usually happen.

Turning his attention to No. 44, Wu Qingfeng said, "You should know why I am sleeping!" He raised the dragon scale sword in his hand.

The scarred man No. 44 glanced at Wu Qingfeng fearfully, and finally nodded slightly, "The person that night was indeed you!"

Wu Qingfeng did not answer No. 44, but asked everyone: "You all know the rules of the first level!"

"Isn't it just killing people and taking lives! Who doesn't know?"

"There is another one. Everyone can get up to three lives!" Wu Qingfeng shook his head slightly and glanced meaningfully at the person who spoke.

"You! You mean you killed five people? How is that possible?" No. 5 was shocked, and glanced at Wu Qingfeng with a guilty conscience, feeling that he had hit a brick wall.

"Yeah! After three lives, I was teleported to a room with food and drink. The God of Death asked me to rest inside and wait for you to finish the next trial together." Wu Qingfeng admitted generously, "Besides, when I killed someone, No. 3 should have seen it, right?"

The scarred man No. 44 nodded again, his eyes a little complicated.

Everyone else was also silent, the only target of suspicion was gone, and there was no clue for a while.

Wu Qingfeng's thinking was very clear. He had finished talking to himself, and then he had to set off smoke bombs, otherwise he would be pushed to death even if he pushed him. After organizing his words a little, he continued: "I have two immature people here. The suggestions may be helpful in finding a soul seducer, I wonder if you are interested in hearing them?"

"Oh! You should hurry up and say it!"

"Yeah, don't be pretentious."

Everyone urged up one after another.

Seeing that everyone else was aroused by him, Wu Qingfeng stopped showing off, "The one who brought us here is called the God of Death. Have you ever thought that the messenger of the God of Death might not be human?"

No. 6 nodded thoughtfully, "You mean dead people?"

"Yes, my first suggestion is that you can carefully look at the numbers on other people's faces. Are there any people you killed in the first level, or have you seen the corpses?"

Before he could continue speaking, Sexy Girl No. 62 screamed, pointing at the tall and shirtless man wearing No. 94 mask, "You... you are not... No. 94. I saw him in a tree hole." Corpse.”

Everyone looked at No. 94. No. 94 seemed a little panicked. He waved his hands quickly and pulled off his mask, revealing his delicate face. His face was full of anxiety. He only had one life. If he died here, he would be finished. "I took this mask off the body of No. 94. I just wanted to hide my identity. I am No. 9! No. 6, we were in the same carriage when we came here. We were in the next dormitory in the college. Do you remember Huh?" At the end of the sentence, No. 9's tone contained a hint of pleading.

"My school uniform and mask are both in the soul guide, and I can't take them out now." As if he was afraid that he was not convincing enough, the handsome young man continued to speak.As he spoke, he shook the bracelet on his left hand.

No. 6 hesitated, but nodded anyway.

"But this still doesn't rule out your suspicion, unless someone can prove that you got out of the first level alive." Someone immediately discovered the logical loopholes in it and retorted.

Under the mask, Wu Qingfeng had a smile on his lips. Subconsciously, this man had completely agreed with the dead person hypothesis he mentioned.

Prove that you really made it out of the first level alive?Isn't this just as fucked up as proving 'I am myself'? It's hard to even think clearly.