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

In the past, everyone would subconsciously listen to Lan Shuang's suggestions, because she was considered half of the backbone, but now that Rose has just changed the rules temporarily, the trust between each other is declining sharply.

After the voice fell for a while, no one answered.

Rose pursed her lips, a little embarrassed.

Li Weiyan saw her embarrassment, and took the initiative to ask Ying, "Shall I go with Lan Shuang? Let's start in my room first, and the others will also act in groups of two?"

Li Weiyan looked at Rose, and Rose subconsciously looked at Jiang Lusheng, Jiang Lusheng nodded: "Then you will be with Li Weiyan, and I will be with Pei Jinzhi."

"The rest are freely distributed."

Everyone hesitated to agree.

They were quickly divided into groups, Li Weiyan and Rose took the lead, searched from the second floor, and went to Lan Shuang's room first.

Jiang Lusheng and Pei Jinzhi went to Pei Jinzhi's room together, Zheng Mingxin and Wen Qingqing went to Zheng Mingxin's room together, Liu Quanquan and He Ping went to Jiang Lusheng's room together, Mu Tiao and Gao Yaozu went to Mu Tiao's room, after they entered, the door opened close at the same time.

The housekeeper suddenly appeared in the living room, looked up at the closed door on the second floor, and let out a chuckle.

……

"Huh... Finally, I have accumulated enough spiritual energy." Lan Shuang gritted her teeth and pinched out the formula, and said a few words in a low voice. A blue spiritual light flashed in her palm. The black mist on her hands and feet, and she pointed out that the knife cut her neck, and the last piece fell off.

Lan Shuang was so tired that her head was covered with sweat, her legs went limp as soon as she was free, and she almost knelt on the ground.

"Host, your face is so pale, are you okay?"

Lan Shuang shook her head, and let out a long breath, "It's okay, I'm tired, the aura here is too thin, trying to accumulate enough will exhaust me, I'll sit down and rest for a while."

She sat down on the ground directly, and the black mist was ready to move, and she glared fiercely, "You want to die?"

With a flick of the wrist, the blue spiritual power reappeared, and the black mist retreated immediately.

888 was happy, "But it seems to work very well now, the host is amazing!"

Lan Shuang said coldly, "No, this is the last bit of spiritual power, so I will use it to scare them."

888:"……"

You are a big fool as always.

After regaining some strength, Lan Shuang stood up and walked to the door gropingly. She tried to open the door, but couldn't.

"The host is locked from the outside, it cannot be opened, and—"

"Bang!" A loud noise.

The door opened, the lock was broken, and even the restriction that the door could not be opened before the time seemed to have disappeared.

888 was dumbfounded, "Didn't you say that there is only that little spiritual energy left?!"

Lan Shuang slowly retracted her legs, "It's enough to add my legs."

She wrapped her legs with spiritual power, and kicked hard, and the lock was really knocked off, and the door was deformed.

888 silently gave a thumbs up.

The loud noise startled the housekeeper in the living room.

He suddenly turned his head to look, and saw Lan Shuang slowly walking out of the small dark room, as if replayed in slow motion, the housekeeper widened his eyes, "You, you——"

Lan Shuang stopped at the door, leaning against the wall, pointing her right leg to the ground, looking at the butler lazily and casually, "Hey, old boy, we meet again."

housekeeper:"……"

Who taught you to speak English that way?
No, this is not the point!
He suddenly turned his head and looked upstairs, she is here, who is upstairs?
The butler's reaction was seen in his eyes, and the guess in his heart gradually took shape.

"Where are the others?" Lan Shuang glanced casually, there was no one in the living room, oh, the housekeeper didn't count.

The housekeeper didn't want to talk, but he thought of something and said: "They are upstairs, it will be noon soon, you'd better not wander around, I will ask the master and madam for instructions."

As he said that, he ran upstairs in a hurry.

888 watched him disappear at the corner of the third floor, and asked suspiciously: "Master, you just let him go? Why didn't you chase after him?"

Lan Shuang suddenly squatted down and patted her calf, and said with a painful face, "The leg is numb, I can't walk."

888:"……"

No wonder you've been standing here.

Lan Shuang slowed down for a while, feeling her legs were better, and then went upstairs, "It's not right, if they were all in the room, wouldn't they be unable to hear the sound? It's so loud, my ears are almost deafened, what's the sound insulation of the room?" Is it that good?"

"That's right. Could something have happened?"

Lan Shuang whispered, "Don't be crowed."

She arrived at the door of her room first, and the moment she unscrewed the door, she had an indescribable intuition, she suddenly turned to the side, and saw a fruit knife past her face, only two centimeters away, it was about to pierced her nose.

Lan Shuang held her breath, and her hairs spread out in an instant.

She grabbed the man's wrist, took a closer look, and said in surprise, "Li Weiyan? Why are you in my room?"

Seeing her pupils dilated suddenly, Li Weiyan struggled, "You still want to lie to me? You fake!"

Lan Shuang narrowed her eyes, and then noticed a not-so-shallow wound on his left arm, bleeding out. She moved her gaze down, and there was also blood on the fruit knife, which should have been cut by this knife.

"Calm down, I'm not a counterfeit, take a closer look, I'm Lan Shuang, you just met Rose."

Lan Shuang grabbed his wrist tightly, and folded the other hand. Li Weiyan was in pain, and the knife in his hand fell. Lan Shuang caught it quickly and almost scratched herself. She quickly threw the fruit knife into a potted plant beside her.

Li Weiyan sneered, his face flushed, "Do you think I'll still believe you? You lied to me just now!"

Lan Shuang: "..."

What the hell did this hapless rose do with her face?
"Did you steal my life? I trusted you so much and went into a room with you. What happened?"

Li Weiyan gritted his teeth in hatred.

Lan Shuang frowned, and held up her two hands to show him, "Look clearly, there is no wound on my hand, she just now..."

"You used this trick just now!" Li Weiyan roared and interrupted Lan Shuang.
Lan Shuang: "..."

888 worried, "What should I do, host, it's a bit tricky now."

Lan Shuang thought for a moment, then suddenly made a tactic, and a small cluster of blue aura emerged from her fingertips, "Look clearly, can fakes do this?"

"I think there are countless ways to kill you, and it takes so much effort?"

Lan Shuang's tone was very calm, Li Weiyan gradually stopped struggling, he looked at the small cluster of blue aura in Lan Shuang's hand, his eyes gradually lit up with hope, "You...you know how to practice?"

The Daofa article cannot be overturned.

"Yes, I lied to you before. Jiang Lusheng and I have known each other for a long time. We are both descendants of the Daoist world. This time we came here as a team. The reason why we didn't disclose our identities was because we were afraid that the enemies in the dark would find out. Let me tell you now. It’s also an act of desperation.”

Li Weiyan slowly lowered his arms, stared at Lan Shuang's face, and suddenly sobbed: "I was scared to death——"

He raised his arms and hugged Lan Shuang tightly. At the same time, the door opposite opened, and Jiang Lusheng and Pei Jinzhi came out.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.