Ancient fairy doctors in the city

"Okay, I'll give you a minute to make your choices." At this point, six huge light curtains appeared in the void.

Behind each light curtain is a number.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, no one knows which one to choose for a while?

In fact, Zhao Yang didn't know which one to choose at this time?

How to do?

In fact, Zhao Yang didn't want to conflict with the Night King.

Once a conflict occurs, the advantage is that you don't even think about fishing.

But at this moment Zhao Yang sensed something, a number appeared on the tears in his sea of ​​consciousness.

five!

Zhao Yang was stunned.

Could it be that tears are reminding myself?

After pondering for a while, Zhao Yang still walked towards Wu.

At this time, many monks have already made their choices.

"There are still ten seconds." At this time, the girl wearing a cat face mask giggled, "Those who don't make a choice by then will die."

Hearing this, everyone flew towards the six numbers.

Chu Xiaoxue saw Zhao Yang's figure in a panic, so she dragged Chu Nianran to the number five.

"It's time." The girl said lightly after a while.

The monks present suddenly became nervous.

"So what is the number?" The girl said as she opened the closed box, and a five in the box lay quietly on it.

The monk who stood on the number five showed surprise on his face, while the monk who chose the wrong one subconsciously asked for it.

flee.

But then the light curtain ruthlessly devoured the monks standing in the other five numbers like a black hole.

Soon there were more than 30 monks left in the field.

"More than 100 million monks have fallen."

"This... is this too insane?"

"There are two next levels?"

"How do you get in here?"

At this time, the girl took out another dice, "This time, I'll guess the number again. If you guess correctly, you can get one hundred thousand god stones."

Everyone's faces turned green.

The probability was one in six just now, but now it is one in twelve.

How is this still playing?

"Start now." As the two dice continued to spin, when the girl stopped and looked at the crowd with a smile, "Everyone can choose."

Her voice fell into the void, and twelve light curtains representing numbers appeared in the void.

"Xiaoxue, how should I choose?" Chu Nianran asked, looking at the girl in palace costume beside her.

Just now she wanted to follow Chu Xiaoran and others.

But at the last moment, she was pulled away by Chu Xiaoxue.

And Chu Xiaoran and others who chose wrongly were all killed.

"I'll tell you later." Chu Xiaoxue whispered.

Chu Xiaoxue thinks that Zhao Yang is a genius, such a genius is full of good luck, that is to say, she will choose whatever Zhao Yang chooses?

At this time, Zhao Yang noticed the number nine appeared on the tears in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhao Yang waited, waited until the time was about to end

At the end of the day, he went to the number nine, and Chu Xiaoxue hurriedly pulled Chu Nianran towards the number nine.

In fact, Chu Xiaoxue was also gambling.

Because she doesn't know whether Zhao Yang's choice is right or wrong?

Soon the answer was revealed.

The answer is nine.

Less than [-] monks survived this time.

"Over 100 million monks are left in the blink of an eye?"

"This is simply massacre."

"Our sacred stone was actually given by those monks."

"Who said no?"

However, these monks only talked in low voices, and no one dared to offend the girl wearing a cat face mask.

"The next level is free to participate, but the winner will get 1000 million god stones." The girl looked at everyone with a smile and said.

Hearing the number of 1000 million, the eyes of many monks showed scorching colors.

"Of course, 1000 million god stones are not so easy to obtain. You need to choose the right one among the three sieves. If you choose the wrong one, you will die." The girl shook her head here.

Some monks present showed signs of struggle.

They really want to fight.

However, the vast majority of monks didn't have this thought. They survived with difficulty, and they didn't want to die again.

"Are you still going to break through?" Nine Heavy Swords voice transmitted to Zhao Yang.

"Break."

"Are you sure?"

"Have."

when the girl stops

Waiting for a light curtain representing eighteen numbers to appear in the midair.

"You can make a choice."

The monks in the field are hesitating.

Zhao Yang is also pretending to hesitate.

"Should we break in?" Chu Nianran asked in a low voice.

"Are you crazy?" Chu Xiaoxue looked at Chu Nianran speechlessly, "If you make a wrong choice, you will really die."

Time passed by second by second.

Not to mention, some monks chose the numbers on the light curtain.

"There are hundreds of monks going up."

"I can only say that money is not life."

"Look, how many survive?"

Seeing that there were not many people coming up, the girl bewitched, "I need to remind you, if you don't participate in the third level, then you are not eligible to participate in the fourth level, and the reward for the fourth level is one billion."

Hearing the number of one billion, some monks who were originally moved could no longer bear it and stepped forward one after another.

And Zhao Yang also made his own choice in the last few seconds.

three!

Seeing the number Zhao Yang chose, many monks present were shocked.

Because none of the ones who choose this number.

This probability is too small.

Unless all three dice are one.

The girl wearing a cat face mask gave Zhao Yang a surprised look, then she announced that the time was up, and then opened the box amidst the attention of the audience.

static in the box

Three dice lay quietly.

One, one, still one.

All the monks present were shocked when they saw this scene.

"Really three?"

"Doesn't it mean that except for that one, the rest of nearly a thousand people all chose wrongly?"

"No, it's not true."

"Just now I thought about choosing three."

"I hate it so much."

No matter how those monks yelled, they were still swallowed by the light curtain.

"Congratulations, you have obtained 1000 million divine stones, do you still want to choose?"

"I want to know what is the reward for the fourth level?"

"A billion."

"And four dice?"

"Yes, dare you?"

"Nothing to dare?" Zhao Yang shrugged.

Everyone was a little confused.

They really want to know why Zhao Yang is so crazy?

Could it be that he knows the points?

The question is how is it possible?

Want to know which one of the millions of monks present didn't use their divine sense to spy?

Doesn't it turn out that you can't see anything?

"Okay, that's the beginning." The girl said and shook the dice vigorously.

This time she shook for a long time, stared at Zhao Yang after falling down and said, "You can choose now."

Zhao Yang thought about it and walked towards the number eighteen.

"Have you chosen?" Seeing Zhao Yang's confident appearance, the girl asked suspiciously.

"You can open it." Zhao Yang smiled lightly.

(End of this chapter)