I got HE with fans in an escape game

Chapter 249 Night Swan Castle 15
They all tried, but they couldn't go up the stairs, but Lu Chan could go up, but he walked down after a few steps.

In his words, he is the son of destiny, not a fool, how can he seek death!Frightened by this Yin Qi, I dare not go up any further.

"I won't go, what if I die?" Lu Chan refused.

Always want to know what happened, know what secrets are on the third floor, Qin Yu and Yun Jiaojiao tried, but there is no way to go up.

There is an invisible wall in front of him blocking him, making it impossible to move forward.

Duan Rong frowned, his yin energy became more and more serious, and the breath he exhaled was about to turn into ice. He stood up from the sofa, and said solemnly: "It's too evil here, I'll go up and have a look." Picking up Qin and a stick of incense, "If I haven't come down after the incense is broken, I will sprinkle Lu Chan's palm blood on it."

He drew a spell on his palm, and put his hand on the invisible wall. He turned his head, "If I can't get out, your chances of getting out are zero. The ghosts here are the most powerful I have ever seen in my life."

Qin Yu nodded, "Don't worry."

Lu Chan jumped up and shouted: "Why do you spill my blood? I won't do it."

"Then you come up with me." Duan Rong said again.

Lu Chan refused again, "I'm not a cannon fodder."

Yun Jiaojiao directly grabbed Lu Chan's wrist, "Then choose the second one."

Mianmian said timidly: "Uncle Duan, don't worry."

Duan Rong nodded, he was the most accurate judge of people, this time the players were all smart, and the few who were not smart were almost dead, so he walked up with confidence.

They will not use him as cannon fodder, after all, they also want to know what happened above.

Even if he didn't do what he said, he wouldn't die.

His voice disappeared on the spot the moment he stepped up the steps. There was no figure of Duan Rong on the steps, and he seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Qin Yu looked at the incense candle intently, Lu Chan rolled his eyes, and wanted to escape, but Yun Jiaojiao pressed his shoulder, "Where are you going? We are waiting for Uncle Duan."

Mianmian also sat down with a smile, and patted the sofa beside her, "Brother Lu, sit down, it's so tiring to stand."

Lu Chan gritted his teeth, since he couldn't walk anyway, he pointed to the other side of the sofa, "Mingyue, sit here."

There is a look that he wants to sit in the middle.

Yun Jiaojiao's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he slapped him on the back, almost vomiting blood. Lu Chan hummed twice, and didn't dare to speak anymore, so she sat down next to Mian Mian, wishing to rub herself against Mian Mian body.

She put her chin on her face and smiled: "Brother Lu, your blood seems to be very useful." She licked her lips and stared at his palm.

Lu Chan felt a chill down her spine, moved her butt to the side, and muttered, "My blood is not precious, but my semen is certainly."

The voice was so small that Mianmian didn't dare to hear it.

Mianmian's ears are excellent, and when he heard it, he clenched his fists tightly and tightly, wanting to beat him up.

The temperature in the room plummeted, and no one was in the mood to talk anymore. They felt that they were about to freeze into human-shaped popsicles, so they took out a few quilts from the room on the first floor, and wrapped them up one by one.

Fortunately, the rooms on the first floor can also be opened.

Time passed extremely slowly, the incense burned bit by bit, everyone's eyes were fixed on the incense candle, but soon, the incense candle was almost lowered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was only a few minutes, and it was almost burned to the bottom .

Under normal circumstances, a joss stick burns for about 10 minutes, and this joss stick burns for no more than 5 minutes.

Yun Jiaojiao held Lu Chan's hand, and pushed him towards the stairs.

Lu Chan reluctantly said, "My blood is very precious!"

(End of this chapter)