The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Ling Qingxuan's answer made Chen Lulu stunned.

But at any rate, wherever she could pass, girls of the same age as her were locked here.

Ling Qingxuan saw her hesitant steps, and said, "Go back and see the information on No. 8."

Chen Lulu: "...but I don't dare."

Ling Qingxuan said bluntly, "There is a wretched uncle in front."

This time, Chen Lulu directly retracted his steps to move forward, "Well, then I'll go to No. 8 to see."

Ling Qingxuan stood quietly by the door, listening to Chen Lulu's footsteps, and her happy "eh" sound.

It seems that number 8 is also a girl.

According to the rules, No. 9 was also stopped in his room after seeing two people.

Then came the sound of doors opening.

No. 8, 9, 11, and 12 are the people most likely to pass through the iron gate of Lingqing Xuan. She wanted to go back to the bed and sit for a while, but she heard another knock on the door.

The other party only knocked on the door and didn't speak, and Ling Qingxuan didn't speak either.

The man stood for a while, and stuffed a small loaf of bread through the small opening under the iron gate.

zz: ! ! !

Where did this spy come from, he actually knew what to use to tempt the host!

Ling Qingxuan walked over and took the bread, but his fingers were pinched by the other party.

The other party's fingers were slender and knuckles clearly defined, and the nails were trimmed round and clean. After pinching Ling Qingxuan's hand, he tapped it a few times.

1, 2, 3... 10

Ling Qingxuan originally thought he was hinting at his number, but unexpectedly, he gave 10 instead.

[Host, who is this person, why doesn't he let go. 】Hum, how dare you eat the host's tofu to see if the spirit sword won't cut him to death.

Aya Qingxuan looked calm.

Look at this bone, it should be a little guy.

zz: ? ? ? Isn't it all right?

The man's fingers slowly moved away, and the pulp of the fingers slightly hooked the tips of Ling Qingxuan's fingers and slid over.

zz wanted to report, but this time the little guy actually wanted to seduce the host.

The small mouth closes and the man leaves.

Aya Qingxuan stood up and tossed the buns.

Each person can only move two squares and know part of the information about the two people. The little guy is neither 8, 9, nor 11, 12. How did he come here?

Aya Qingxuan was indifferent to the food on the table and took a bite of the bun.

[Host, I haven't tested it yet! 】

Aya Qingxuan took a bite of the bread.

Here, check it out.

[…The detection is done, no problem. 】

After eating it, Aya Qingxuan clapped her hands.

The beds in this room are too hard and there are pinhole cameras hidden.

And she can't take out the things in the space now.

The little girl simply sat and rested.

The restarted game has not started yet.

Time passed minute by minute, and when Ling Qingxuan opened his eyes again, the room was still the same, and the time could not be seen.

[Host, we have rested for six hours, and it is almost midnight. 】

midnight?

As soon as Aya Qingxuan got up, the lights in the room went out, leaving only the button light on the table.

The radio buzzes.

【Games start】

[On the first night of the game, werewolves please vote and choose the player you want to kill. 】

[Witch, please open your eyes, the player number (beep-) will die tonight, please choose to save or not to save. 】

Aya Qingxuan's table lit up with purple and gold, which was for her to choose.

She only has one bottle of medicine, and she can only save one person.

If you give up saving people, will that person be killed by a sharp weapon like the original owner before?

It was said on the radio that the game had changed and she couldn't be too reckless.

With a slight movement of her fingers, Aya Qingxuan chose to give up using it.

A voice came from something on the table, "Do witches use poison?"

Aya Qingxuan also chose to give up.

[Host, don't you think No. 11 is a werewolf, why not use No. 11? 】

Wait and see.

After the witch's choice is over, it is the turn of the prophet and the guard.

After these actions are over, as normal, the lights in the room will come on.

However, Ling Qingxuan didn't wait for the lights to come on, instead, the iron door opened.

In the room, even the digital light went out, and the world was pitch black.

[Players are asked to bring their mobile phones, walk out of the room, and play the first night of the game. 】

Ling Qingxuan glanced at the phone, and went out without taking it.

As soon as he walked out of the iron gate, there was the sound of the door closing behind him, and in front of him was no longer a corridor, but a huge round table.

"What's the situation? Isn't it playing games? How did you get us all out?" a man said.

"It's so dark, I can't see anything, I'm so scared." Ling Qingxuan heard that the person who said this was player No. 9 Chen Lulu.

Another man shouted: "I didn't participate in this game voluntarily at all, let me out quickly! I warn you, this is illegal imprisonment!"

"..."

There are 15 players in total, and a single word from this person can cause the eardrums to burst.

"Ah! Who touched me! Go away!" A girl screamed, followed by a man's laughter.

[Cough, host, I think the one who is laughing is No. 11. 】

With a 'smack--' sound, the lights came on, and everyone squinted to ease the dazzling light.

After Aya Qingxuan got used to it, she saw the situation in front of her clearly.

There were fruits and desserts on the round table, and fifteen people stood around. The opposite of Ling Qingxuan was a girl with two ponytails hanging down.

She looked around carefully, her lips pursed tightly, and this person was probably Chen Lulu.

It seems that the order in which the players at the round table are distributed is not based on the room number.

"I have something to eat as soon as I wake up, so the treatment is not bad." The man sitting next to Chen Lulu looked like thirty with tattoos on his arms, but he didn't care, he just picked up the apple and ate it, "Well, it's quite sweet."

I was finally able to see all the players, but Ling Qingxuan couldn't tell their good and evil from their faces.

Is the influence left over from the previous plane too great, or is it the hidden interference of this plane?

The faces of the people at the round table were different. Ling Qingxuan sat on this chair and wanted to take the chair back later, but this one was much softer.

[The countdown is half an hour, starting now. 】

"Who cares about this broken game, quickly open the door and let me out!" Listening to the voice, it should be the person who scolded the illegal imprisonment just now.

The man had unconventional red hair. He threw the chair and lost the fruit on the table.

"Dude, don't get excited first, the surrounding area is blocked, and you can't get out if you shout, why don't we think of a way together first." The man wearing a peaked cap said.

The red-haired man snorted coldly, "Then tell me, what can I do?"

"Zhang Quan?" There was a **** Ling Qingxuan's left, wearing black-rimmed glasses. She saw a boy with earrings on the opposite side, she stood up suddenly, and threw the fruit on the table onto him.

"Hey, dead woman, what are you doing?" The earring man named Zhang Quan avoided the fruit with an impatient expression, "It's really bad luck, I can see you here."

"What did you say? You scumbag!"

Aya Qingxuan silently watched the two leave their seats and started scolding.

They also accidentally hurt someone in the middle and entangled together.

The timid Chen Lulu started to cry, some people went to the side to find the door, and some people were cursing.

The scene was a little uncontrollable for a while, very chaotic, at this moment...

"Uh--!"

'boom! ' The sound attracted everyone's attention.

The red-haired man fell straight onto the table with a knife stuck behind his back.

"what--!"

In the scene of the riot just now, only the screams of the girls were left in an instant.