One Thousand Eighty-Two Strong! Sylph's Pride!

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In the green fog, two beautiful ice-blue silhouettes were far from each other. They didn't say a word from beginning to end. They just pointed the weapons in their hands at each other, but didn't even respond.

And this also makes it a little awkward to be speechless...

Generally, in this case, the best way to deal with it is to ask the parties to explain, and then extract useful information from the two people's words to see through the fake prosthesis!

However, with Syliff's character, even if she was asked to explain or reveal any useful information, she probably wouldn't be able to do it, right? …

Moreover, in this case, ordinary people have already panicked and began to confirm that they are the real one, but Sylph has an expressionless face, and I don't know whether it is disdain to confirm or not at all. Yan sees through the fake self, if she hadn't lost her power now, the power of 'Meteor Night' is too great to be taken into account, I'm afraid she would have done it long ago!

Normally, Sylph's icy personality was considered a very out-of-the-ordinary temperament, but now, this indifferent attitude finally made things more difficult.

Thinking of this, Wu Yan couldn't help but have a headache. He looked at the Silif on the left, hesitated for a while, opened his mouth uncertainly, and asked a question.

"You...is Silif?..."

Hearing Wu Yan's uncertain words, Sylif who was standing on the left glanced at him and nodded lightly. The meaning is obvious, that is, she is telling Wuyan that she is the real thing!

But this Silif who was standing on the left just nodded, but didn't even say a word. There was no way to prove that she was the real Silif!

It should be said that with such an indifferent attitude, only Sylph can do it under such circumstances.

However, when the one standing on the right, Syliff, who was standing on the left nodded, she didn't even give an excuse. She still kept her eyes on the opposite self, and she was not afraid of silently believing the other party. this performance. Also only Silif has it!

Wuyan, who had no correct answer at all, could only turn his head and look at Syliff who was standing on the right.

"Are you Sylph?..."

The one on the right, Sylph, didn't even look at Wu Yan, and after a while, she softly spit out a few words.

"She's fake!"

Briefly! Yijie! Attitude is still indifferent!

But who can rely on such a sentence to distinguish between true and false? !

This time,

It's really giving me a headache...

At this time. Speaking of that month...

"Try using the system's perception!"

Speechless for a moment. After reacting, he quickly turned on the perception effect of the system. A stream of light flashed in the wine-red pupils.

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Sylph Ellu: (Level 74)

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Sylph Ellu: (Level 74)

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The information fed back from the system finally changed the expression of the speechless.

Even the system can't tell who is real and who is fake? !

That month, who was connected to the silent consciousness, also learned of this result, and his voice became a little low.

"With the magic of the system, it should be impossible to tell who is real and who is fake..."

"I think so too..." Wu Yan sighed in his heart. Instead, he answered.

"But didn't you just say that here, my senses will be somewhat deceived?..."

"What do you mean..." That month said with some relief: "It's not that the system can't tell the difference, but that the information you received back from the system is wrong?!"

"That's right..." Wu Yan gave a wry smile, his eyes swept to the green mist present.

"In that month, you said that these fogs are weird, could it be because of them that this result is caused?!"

"It's very possible!" Nayue responded directly. "It's very normal for a gas like fog to invade your body as you breathe. In such a situation, it's not a strange thing to blind your brain..."

"Then what should I do?..." The bitterness on Wu Yan's face deepened. "You and I have different consciousnesses, can't you help me tell the difference?"

"It's because of a different consciousness that I was able to wake you up just now when you fell into a dream!" Nayue explained with Gujing Wubo's voice.

"But don't forget, I'm still in your body. In this state, I can't directly obtain information from the outside world. The reason why I can obtain information from the outside world is only by sharing your consciousness!"

"So, what you see, I can share directly from your consciousness, naturally, including the illusion you see..."

"It's okay if you're in a dream, at least you can tell that you're in a state of deep sleep, but in this illusion, what you see is what I see, and what you sense is what I sense, how can you tell?"

"This is really..." Wu Yan gritted his teeth and waved his hand suddenly. Behind him, the crimson space of 'The King's Treasure' rippled, and a red long spear shot out from it and landed on the ground. Wordless hands!

That is the 'fantasy killer' who has destroyed all the power of supernatural powers!

Waving the 'phantom killer' in his hand, Wu Yan took a deep breath.

"Since it's an illusion, then if you use the 'phantom killer', you should be able to break it, right?!"

This sentence, Wu Yan shouted out directly, not in his heart. Of course, the two Shilifu also heard the truth and the false. The two turned their heads at the same time and looked at the red spear in Wu Yan's hand. .

One of them, even when he heard Wu Yan's words, had waves in his eyes...

"Are you sure?..." On the other hand, Nayue refuted the speechless behavior.

"Perhaps, the fake Syliff is not made of any supernatural power, but a natural phenomenon like 'Mirage'?!"

"'Mirage'?" Wu Yan frowned. "Can 'Mirage' still model people's actions and language?"

"That might be the case, after all, this is someone else's territory..." That Yue said like this, and sighed after speaking.

"Besides, are you willing to stab your concubine with this gun?"

Hearing this, Wu Yan fell silent, feeling helpless in his heart.

"It seems that I can only consume some points and find a way from the system's props..."

"This is the only way..." This time, Nayue agreed.

Just when Wuyan was about to open the list of the system and find some useful items, Shilifu, who was standing on the left, suddenly put down the 'Meteor Night' in her hand and walked towards Wuyan.

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, and the hand that was about to open the system list also stopped. He looked at that Sylph walking towards him in doubt, frowning slightly, his mind gradually raised, and he became alert.

When she came to Wuyan, her eyes met Wuyan's gaze, and they looked at each other for a while. Then, this Shilifu stretched out her hand and slowly put it on the 'Fantasy Killer' in Wuyan's hand. 'superior…

Seeing all this with his own eyes, Wu Yan frowned even more.

"You...what are you doing?..."

Raising her head, Sylph glanced at Wu Yan, and then, a firm and indifferent word slowly came out from Sylph's mouth...

"I've said it before, there is only one Silif that belongs to you..."

Leaving such a sentence, Sylph grabbed the gun of the 'Fantasy Killer' forcefully, grabbed it before Wu Yan could react, and stabbed it into the back of her hand!

In the next second, blood flashes...

"Are you stupid?!"

Looking at the red blood gushing out from the back of Sylph's hand, Wu Yan's face changed wildly, he pulled out the 'phantom killer' without hesitation, grabbed Sylph's hand, and shouted angrily.

"There are many ways to distinguish, why did you choose the way to hurt yourself?!"

Seeing Wuyan drinking angrily at him, Sylph's icy expression slowly melted. Although there was only a trace of it, the soft feeling was very clearly conveyed to Wuyan.

I saw that Sylph said something like this...

"Even if I lose my power, I'm still Sylph..."

A cold sentence, but touched a silent heartstring...

Even that month couldn't help but feel aloud. "So strong self-esteem, this princess has a strong heart under her cold exterior..."

"You..." Wu Yan couldn't say anything anymore.

However, after this battle, he no longer doubted that the Siriff in front of him was an illusion!

Just like what that month said, Sylph's self-esteem is definitely not something that can be modeled by an illusion!

The two of them turned their eyes to the front together, and cast their eyes on the fake Sylif, their eyes gradually indifferent.

"Are you still going to keep pretending?"

The voice fell, and in front of him, the fake Silif put down the 'Meteor Night' in her hand...

Wu Yan and Sylph thought the other party had given up. Who knows, the next scene made the faces of the two of them look ugly on the spot... (To be continued...)