Sequence: Waking up in the secret room and letting me play the fortune teller

You can't kill both of them.

Mo Ying's breathing was heavy, his eyes were red, and he was filled with hatred, but the scene before him left him at a loss as to what to do, and he could only stand there and worry.

The people who were still alive gathered around the two Xu Xiaobaos, all with expressions of surprise.

How to tell the two apart?

Qin Yangming opened the thread of destiny, and two red threads appeared above the heads of the two Xu Xiaobaos.

Qin Yangming looked carefully and found that the two red lines were at the same height. Two identical silk threads, about as long as a finger, were suspended above the two people's heads.

This means that the fate of the faceless reporter and Xu Xiaobao is equal at this moment.

"She is fake! I am the real one! Lao Hei..."

"She's fake, Lao Hei, believe me..."

The two of them shouted one after another, and the scene was chaotic.

Mo Ying felt a headache and grimaced anxiously, but he couldn't think of any good solution.

Everyone was at a loss for a moment.

Qin Yangming stared at the two identical people, his heart moved slightly, and he took out the three Qianlong Tong Bao coins.

He placed the ancient copper coin in his palm and said to the two Xu Xiaobao in a cold voice:

"At this point, I don't want to say anything more. I'll ask a fortune to determine life or death!"

Both Xu Xiaobao were shocked and looked at the three copper coins in Qin Yangming's hand at the same time.

Could it be that these three coins could help him distinguish the real from the fake?

Mo Ying also looked at Qin Yangming in shock, and saw that his eyes were filled with murderous intent and his expression was cold, and it didn't seem like he was acting.

Qin Yangming did not wait for the two Xu Xiaobao to agree or disagree, nor did he wait for other people's opinions or suggestions. He directly said in a low voice:

"The hexagram is yang, the left side means death, the hexagram is yin, the right side means death!"

It's that simple.

Qin Yangming tried to slow down the speed of divination as much as possible, held the three copper coins in his hand and began to shake them. After shaking them nine times, he opened his palm and threw the three copper coins high into the air.

The three flying copper coins were like black holes, attracting the attention of everyone present.

The green and yellow Qianlong Tongbao coins rose in an orderly manner, spinning and flying like three dancing butterflies.

The scene was extremely quiet; you could hear a pin drop, and everyone seemed to have stopped breathing. It seemed that only when the copper coin fell and the truth came out would they have the right to breathe.

The two Xu Xiaobao were also staring closely, they were watching their own fate.

The Qianlong Tong Bao coin reached the apex of the parabola and paused in mid-air for a moment.

Suddenly, at the moment when the copper coin stopped in mid-air, a cold light flashed and flames exploded!

No one looked at the three copper coins that had just begun to fall. Their eyes were now focused on the iron sword wrapped in flames that suddenly stabbed out.

The iron sword was wrapped in flames, making the already dazzling cold light even more dazzling.

Everyone's eyes followed the sword and saw a horrified face pierced by the sword tip.

That face was filled with fear, disbelief, and unwillingness.

It’s Xu Xiaobao on the right, whose head was pierced by Qin Yangming’s sword.

Mo Ying was so anxious that he couldn't speak. He just made sounds like "Ahhh". The master was too reckless. What if he killed the wrong person? !

Everyone's eyes were filled with surprise, but as the appearance of Xu Xiaobao, who was stabbed, changed, the surprise turned into disbelief.

Xu Xiaobao, who was stabbed, was seen breathing weakly, his eyes were wide open, and his face turned into that of a faceless reporter.

Surprisingly... the stab was correct!!!

"Why……"

A weak sound came out of the faceless reporter's mouth.

Qin Yangming's eyes were cold, and he said, "You asked me a lot of questions today."

"I don't want to answer your questions anymore."

The faceless reporter opened his mouth again, as if he wanted to say something, but as the blood slowly flowed from his forehead, he could no longer utter a word.

The faceless reporter was stabbed to death by Qin Yangming.

"Master... why?"

Mo Ying looked at Qin Yangming in surprise and asked.

It turned out that long before Qin Yangming took out the three copper coins, he had actually already set up this hexagram in his mind. And when he reached into his armor and touched the three Qianlong Tongbao coins, he already knew the front and back in his mind, and this hexagram already had its image.

The result Qin Yangming got at that time was that Xu Xiaobao on the left was true, and the one on the right was false.

As for taking out copper coins, setting divination rules for everyone, and shaking money for fortune-telling, it was nothing but a trick.

He also took advantage of these opportunities to secretly observe the reactions of the two Xu Xiaobaos in order to verify the hexagram.

Seeing his life and death being decided in such a frivolous way, the fake Xu Xiaobao was already in a state of panic. He even had the idea of ​​launching a sudden attack and escaping from the encirclement.

As for the real Xu Xiaobao, I dare not say that she can trust her teammates wholeheartedly, but she is definitely much calmer than the fake one.

Because everyone has been here together, Qin Yangming's divination has saved them many times, and true companions will naturally have this trust in their hearts.

So, at the moment when the three copper coins hovered in the air like a hummingbird, his eyes passed the edge of the copper coins and caught the look he was thinking of on Xu Xiaobao's face on the right.

Panicked and violent, he looked around at the people who had gathered around him, hesitant and undecided, as if he was weighing who to attack first.

Therefore, Qin Yangming acted decisively and stabbed out with his sword using his last bit of strength.

The tip of the iron sword wrapped in bright flames rapidly enlarged in the eyes of the faceless reporter, rapidly expanding from a point to a circle, and finally occupying his entire field of vision.

Looking along the tip of the sword, he saw Qin Yangming's pair of eyes that were so cold that it made people feel chilled. The faceless reporter saw his own frightened face in his eyes.

At this moment, the faceless reporter was filled with regret and had a thousand words to say to beg for mercy, but he no longer had the chance.

The cold tip of the sword pierced into his bones, but the flames wrapped around it were scorching hot, burning his brain.

The Faceless Reporter revealed his true form, fell on his back, and died.

He died at his own promotion ceremony. As the last person to die in this grand show, he brought the show to an end with his death.

Afterwards, Qin Yangming pulled the iron sword out of his head cleanly and neatly, threw it to the open space next to him, and all the blood on it slid onto the ground.

At this time, Mo Ying and others were still open-mouthed in shock, completely unable to react to what was happening.

Qin Yangming was already at the end of his strength. He forced himself to squeeze out the last bit of blood and energy, which caused a ball of flame to ignite on the tip of the iron sword.

With a flick of the sword tip, flames climbed onto the body of the dead faceless reporter. Soon, the body was completely enveloped by the flames, and the flames burned to a height of a person.

The faceless reporter died without leaving any ashes.

Qin Yangming had no time to explain the questions of Mo Ying and others. Suddenly, his eyes went dark, his balance was unstable, and he was about to fall backwards.

The price of using the Ming Guang Armor has finally been revealed. Qin Yangming only felt weak and powerless all over, and his essence and blood were greatly depleted.

"gentlemen……"

Somehow, he seemed to hear the word "Sir" again.

In the end, he did not fall down, and someone supported him.

It’s Nan Guan, it’s Xu Xiaobao, it’s Su Mengyuan, it’s Bai Lu.

There were also some other sequencers who survived the disaster, dragging their wounded bodies to Qin Yangming.