Love complex as a demon, ask that I am doing part-time job

When everyone left Qin Qing's sight and observed, their true appearance gradually emerged.

Jiang Anning took the blood envoy's identity card and hid in the corner. He took out his communicator and was typing and sending messages quickly.

Normal mobile phones lose signal after entering the abandoned building. The contact device in his hand is a satellite signal with a special structure.

——I have obtained the identity card and am a blood envoy

——Very good, hide your identity tag and don’t be discovered.

Seeing this, Jiang Anning looked annoyed. Because of Qin Qing's appearance, everyone was now on the bright side.

——The actions have changed, everyone knows each other’s identity cards.
The other party was silent for a long time before continuing to send messages, and seemed to notice that the situation had changed.

——You need to get a better identity card, otherwise you may become a sacrifice in the end

After reading this passage, Jiang Anning put away the communicator and continued to look for the identity tag.

On the other side, Che Xiaoxiao was a little annoyed when she looked at the blood disciple's identity card. She felt that this identity was not good enough and she might be eliminated in the end.

She couldn't sit still and could only continue to look for new identity tags.

As for Qin Qing, she sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and looked at the familiar palace, but the interior was extremely crude.

"A lot of thought has indeed been put into this Baihua Palace. Unfortunately, it only looks similar on the outside, but the interior is full of absurdity..."

Depending on the priesthood, the tasks they are responsible for every day are also different.

At that time, Qin Qing often hid under the corridor in the garden, just because staying inside the temple always felt extremely depressing, and the endless work made people breathless.

As a palace maid, Tu Hao was obviously not qualified to enter the temple. She had only seen the Baihua Temple from a distance.

In her imagination, the temple should be extremely luxurious, showing nobility, being served by countless maids every day, and enjoying all things in the world.

In fact, Qin Qing worked every day at that time, just like Mo Yan now, reviewing various official documents day and night.

Moreover, as the God of War, she did not like luxury. The interior of the palace was deserted. Except for the occasional company of the young man, the gods here were taciturn and heartless.

After helping Qin Qing clean up a soft spot, the little tea fox raised his head and asked, "Sister, do you know this place?"

Qin Qing, who was pretending to be sophisticated, raised her eyebrows and thought to herself: Who is not a woman with stories...

"Although this is a fake, the real thing is my former territory."

Such a magnificent palace can only be called territory in Qin Qing's mouth. The little tea fox covered her mouth and chuckled.

The shrewd vixen has long realized that Qin Qing's identity is not simple, and naturally understands the chill in her words. The little tea fox can be Yu Ji who once committed suicide, or she can also be a god who was once aloof.

"Sister, come and sit here for a while. We might even watch a good show later."

Looking at the tidy things up, Qin Qing sat down and waited in an unruly manner, and soon there were footsteps.

The sneaky He Shen rushed to Qin Qing's side, carefully took out an identity card from his arms, and stuffed it directly into her.

"The identity tag I just found in a hidden box is actually golden. I feel it must be pretty powerful."

The golden identity card reads - Blood Minister.

Qin Qing raised her eyebrows slightly. Those people were looking around hard, maybe just for this golden identity card.

Passing the ID card to Xiaochahu, Qin Qing whispered: "Take it and hide it. I believe those people don't have the guts to steal it from you."

The little tea fox holding the Tai'a sword just now easily eliminated two people. Everyone knew that she was a ruthless character and would never dare to provoke them easily.

After waiting for a while, everyone gathered in the palace.

Leng Fa held the mahogany sword in a bit of embarrassment, his body stained with dried and putrid blood, while An Xing's expression remained as usual.

"Master, we also found a few identity cards, but we were chased by many bloody corpses. I was so bored that I died."

Taking out all the identity tags, Qin Qing looked at them. There were no gold ones, they were all ordinary ones.

"Let them choose. According to the requirements of the game, everyone needs an identity card to complete the task."

After Gao Shuang and Wan Lin obtained their identities, everyone's cell phones rang again and new tasks began to be released.

[Congratulations to everyone for getting the identity card, now the game officially begins]

Officially begin?
Was it all just a gag before?

Then everyone received a reminder of the identity card, in order of blood minister, blood envoy, blood disciple, and blood slave. Everyone has different rights.

Blood ministers can prey on everyone, but they are afraid of blood slaves. Blood messengers can feed on blood disciples. Blood disciples are the lowest existence and have no right to fight back.

The Blood Guard has one shot and can kill anyone.

Blood slaves will always be hunted by blood corpses. If they can form an alliance with other participants, they can counterattack and kill the highest level blood slaves.

The last remaining survivor can gain the mercy of the goddess and obtain the most supreme drop of blood.

Qin Qing looked at the words "A Drop of Blood" and sneered at the corner of her mouth.

Tu Hao's methods over the years have not improved at all, they are still the same drop of Han Bao's blood.

The female demon is a yin-causing thing, so it is the most suitable body to be cultivated into a drought demon. In addition, Tuhao is a fallen god's body, which is inherently more precious than a mortal.This drop of her blood can give humans the chance of eternal life, but there are differences between these eternal lives.

An existence similar to Gu Fei and Gu Ling, with no heartbeat, loss of five senses, and stiffness. Apart from being alive, there is no joy or sorrow.

Many people think that turning into a zombie is very powerful. In some TV series, you become a hero who saves people and falls in love.

These are all nonsense stories. Real zombies have no senses, and naturally have no human emotions. They cannot save people or love people.

To become a monster, you need to suck blood every day. When hungry, you will lose your mind and even eat your family and friends, including your lover. This kind of physiological demand cannot be resisted by any thinking.

At this moment, everyone fell into deep thought and confusion when they saw the identity card in their hands.

"The game starts in 10 minutes. Do we need to kill each other?"

Gao Shuang, who was holding his identity card, raised his head and looked at everyone. Everyone had been safe and sound along the way, but now they have to compete for a drop of blood?
Wan Lin was a little scared and hid behind Qin Qing. She didn't want to play anymore, she wanted to quit.

"I only have the identity card of a vampire. I just want to complete the mission. I don't want to suck anyone. I want to go home..." Wan Lin pitifully grabbed the hem of Qin Qing's clothes, her eyes turned red, and she began to cry. : "I don't want any blood. Those things are of no use to me. I'm just afraid of the countdown to death. I don't want to play anymore. I want to give up."

She said she wanted to give up, but Wan Lin still held onto her identity card.

Qin Qing didn't say anything. Since everyone who can come here to participate in the game has their own agenda.

The card in Che Xiaoxiao's hand was also a Blood Disciple, and she was the lowest. She wanted to struggle but didn't want to give up the game, biting her lower lip.

On the other hand, Jiang Anning, who was hiding behind everyone, had a smile on his face quickly. His identity card was very good.

Jiang Anning had observed before that there was no Blood Minister in the cards this time. He was the highest level. It was enough to just be wary of the Blood Guard.

Qin Qing took the blood slave's identity card and pretended to be innocent and said, "Then you should stay away from me. I will always be chased by the blood corpse."

Originally, Wan Lin wanted to form a team with Qin Qing, but looking at the Blood Slave card, she couldn't help but feel worried.

Che Xiaoxiao didn't care. She had seen Qin Qing's method of dealing with blood corpses, so she was naturally not afraid.

"I'm with you. As long as I persist until the end of the game, I can complete the task. I don't need any rewards."

No reward is as important as living. Che Xiaoxiao is extremely determined to follow Qin Qing.

"In this case, we can each find a place to hide, otherwise we may die when we are found."

Watching the game time countdown, with 6 minutes left, everyone looked for a place to hide.

Maybe someone wanted to launch a sneak attack, someone wanted to find a new identity card, but Qin Qing just continued to sit on the couch and rest.

After everyone left, Che Xiaoxiao asked cautiously: "Are we waiting here? Is it too dangerous?"

Qin Qing didn't care at all. After confirming her identity, she had asked Xiao Chahu to give the golden blood minister identity card to He Shen.

The blood minister is only afraid of the blood slave. This identity card is in Qin Qing's hand. For the time being, He Shen is now invincible, and Leng Fa, who has the blood guard identity card, is following him.

In fact, Qin Qing is not afraid that the bloody corpse will come for her at all. She is not a participant at all. She is here to deceive people whether she has an identity card or not.

She was just curious about Tu Hao's purpose in doing these things. As for the other participants, they just wanted to mess up the game.

Leng Fa is good at making trouble for this kind of thing. With him involved, those people are no match at all.

"You just need to hide here and be careful about Wan Lin."

Wan Lin?

Che Xiaoxiao was a little confused. The person who cried the hardest just now was Wan Lin. She had always been timid and afraid of getting into trouble.

"You said you wanted to give up, but you still followed me after you finally found out that I was a blood slave. That means you had no other choice. But Wan Lin, who also had the blood slave identity card, left, which means she had other preparations."

Wan Lin must have hidden other identity cards in her hand, otherwise she wouldn't have taken the initiative to pick one and then leave.

The best hunters often appear in the image of their prey, such as Wan Lin, who looks the most pitiful and weak.

But if she holds other identity cards in her hand, she is digging a trap and waiting for people to fall into the trap.

"I understand, but what's the use of a drop of blood? It's not as good as a bonus."

Che Xiaoxiao, who was mumbling, sat next to Qin Qing, took out her mobile phone and started playing games. Although there was no signal, single-player games could still pass the time.

A drop of the female slave's blood can work wonders.

In addition to immortality, you can also resurrect the dead!

It's just that this kind of resurrection requires paying an extremely heavy price. Wan Lin thought she was a hunter, but in fact she fell into the trap that had been slaughtered long ago.

In the elevator leading to another world, Wan Lin was the most excited when she saw the vision of her parents. She almost walked out of the elevator.

It shows that family is very important to Wan Lin, and what she really wants may be to resurrect her parents.

It's just that the resurrected body will still continue to decay, but the soul will be imprisoned in the body forever. This kind of torture is terrible to think about.

After Wan Lin grows old and dies, her parents will still hide in the world like rats in the sewer, immortal and without even a chance to be reincarnated.

Have you guessed who the mole is?