Quick-wearing female supporting roles: the sickly villain is suicidal

Chapter 547 The Last Rose 13
After hearing the sound of the door closing, Lan Shuang breathed a sigh of relief and asked 888, "Are you leaving?"

888 nodded sharply: "Let's go, let's go to the next door."

Lan Shuang just opened her eyes, "What is this weird game trying to do?"

888 didn't understand either: "At first I thought it was an escape game, but later I found out it was a horror game. Looking at it now, it seems that there are still many hidden plots, and it is getting more and more complicated."

"Yeah, so many things happened in the first half day, not to mention that we have to live here for seven days, and by the eighth day, I really don't know how many things will be left."

Lan Shuang's heart is a little heavy. The original owner's wish is to escape. Does that mean that she also died in the game?Maybe she is also a player just like her, just unlucky?

After thinking wildly for a while, she actually felt a little sleepy, and soon her consciousness began to slacken, and she finally fell into chaos.

The manor, which had been bustling all morning, suddenly became quiet, and all ten rooms were occupied by new owners. They fell asleep soundly, as if they had forgotten everything that had happened before.

……

A bell rang, and He Ping suddenly opened his eyes.

He sat up with dull eyes, as if he was listening to someone, finally nodded, got up and walked out with stiff steps.

"Click", the sound of the door opening was very clear at this moment, the corridor was silent, he stepped on the ground with bare feet, and walked straight to the opposite room.

He stopped and stood in front of the door for a while, raised his hand, and knocked on the door three times slowly, "dong dong dong".

There was no response from the door, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and the mirror reflected a gloomy light.

He held the doorknob and turned it lightly. With a "click", the door opened again, and it was pitch black inside.

He Ping seemed to be unaffected, and walked straight to the direction of the bed. At this time, there was a person lying on it, breathing heavily, sleeping soundly, and he didn't realize that there was another person in his room at all.

There was an unknown chuckle in the darkness, the side of the bed sank slightly, and He Ping sat up.

He pushed down his glasses, then raised his hand to gently caress the man's face.

His Adam's apple rolled, his eyes changed suddenly, he threw himself on the man, and began to tear his clothes.

It was still very heavy for an adult man to press on him. In his sleep, Li Weiyan felt that it was becoming more and more difficult for him to breathe. He dreamed that he was wrapped around his neck by a big boa constrictor, which made him wake up on the spot.

However, the moment he opened his eyes, he realized that this dream was more terrifying than a boa constrictor, there was a person lying on top of him!
"Damn it—" Li Weiyan woke up with a jolt, the realistic touch was not a dream at all, there was a real person!
No, it could be a ghost too!

Noticing that his hands were grabbing his clothes, he immediately struggled frantically, "What the hell do you want to do?"

However, He Ping on his body seemed to be unable to hear, staring at him heavily, trying to grab his hand, Li Weiyan and him scuffled on the bed, in a panic, Li Weiyan grabbed something with his backhand, and he also I didn't care to look at what it was, and pointed at the back of He Ping's head. He Ping immediately groaned from being hit, and fell straight down.

Li Weiyan's eyes widened, panting quickly, he threw away the things in his hands, pushed the person on him aside with all his strength, got out of bed, pressed the switch, and the moment the light came on, he exclaimed One voice: "He Ping?!"

Realizing something was wrong, he rushed out of the room and shouted outside: "Come on, come on! Help!"

Lan Shuang woke up suddenly, and when she heard this sound, she asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

888 immediately said: "Something happened to Li Weiyan upstairs."

"what?"

Lan Shuang lifted the quilt, put on her shoes, and ran upstairs. Others also woke up one after another, and saw a black shadow jumping in front of them.

"Who? It's screaming again." Mu Tiao rubbed her eyes, looking like she was still awake, and Pei Jinzhi walked past her, "It seems that something happened upstairs, follow up."

"Ah? Something happened again?" Mu Tiao regained his energy in an instant. She followed Pei Jinzhi, and Wen Qingqing also came out, catching up cautiously.

Zheng Mingxin stood in place waiting for them to come over, grabbed Wen Qingqing's arm, and asked in fear: "Are you here again? Can you make me sleep well?"

"Where's Lan Shuang?" She didn't see Lan Shuang and asked suspiciously.

Pei Jinzhi narrowed his eyes, "I've already gone upstairs."

"Then let's go up quickly, don't leave orders."

The four girls went up to the third floor, just as the other three men woke up, and everyone walked this way in a daze.

"Who happened?" Gao Yaozu looked around.

Liu Quan glanced at it, his heart sank slightly: "Look who is not there."

Jiang Lusheng walked to the door of Li Weiyan's room, "Here."

Several people immediately gathered around.

Lan Shuang stepped into Li Weiyan's room first, and saw Li Weiyan leaning against the door and grabbing her hair, with her head down, as if irritable and upset.

"what happened?"

Li Weiyan was stunned when he heard her voice, and then grabbed her hand suddenly, because he was too excited, he was a little incoherent, "I... suddenly there is He Ping on the bed, someone tore my clothes, I fought with him, use The desk lamp knocked him out."

Lan Shuang frowned, straightening out the logical relationship, "You mean, when He Ping climbed onto your bed and tore your clothes, the two of you started fighting, and you knocked him out with a desk lamp?"

"Yes, I thought it was a dream at first. I couldn't breathe, but I didn't expect it to be him."

Li Weiyan glared at the person on the bed viciously, "I don't know if he is crazy or something, he dared to do such a thing to me!"

The others were dumbfounded after hearing this, and Mu Tiao covered his mouth, "Isn't it? Isn't he a teacher?"

"You can't judge people by their appearance these days. There are so many things with a human face and a beast's heart. Haven't you read those news?"

Zheng Mingxin rubbed his arms, showing disgust.

"Let's not talk about that for now, just wake people up and ask. This place is too weird. Let's not easily cause civil disturbances, otherwise it will be more dangerous."

Lan Shuang got up and walked to the bed, Jiang Lusheng followed silently.

He Ping was lying motionless on the bed at this time, Jiang Lusheng stepped forward and pulled his hair, a big lump bulged on the top of his head, the skin was torn, and blood was oozing out.

"It's not serious, I can't die."

He searched in the bedside table and found a medicine box with gauze in it. Jiang Lusheng skillfully disinfected He Ping's wound and wrapped his head with gauze. Clap your hands: "Okay."

Lan Shuang patted He Ping's face, "He Ping, wake up—"

He Ping frowned slowly, Wen Qingqing whispered: "He seems to be waking up."

The strength of Lan Shuang's subordinates was stronger, and he slapped his face. He Ping's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

"You... what did you hit me for?"

Lan Shuang withdrew her hand calmly: "You fainted."

(End of this chapter)