Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Xia Lingge looked at him quietly: "Do you think I will tell you?"

Luo Yan sneered when he heard this: "Of course I didn't expect you to be obedient so easily, but..."

He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. The yellow-furred and brown-striped tiger roared even more ferociously, its sharp eyes became bloodthirsty, and it pounced on Sicheng at an alarming speed.

"Uh……!"

Sicheng accidentally dodged and was pounced to the ground by the tiger.

"If you don't want your friend to become the prey of a tiger, you'd better know what to say." Luo Yan raised his chin slightly, showing his arrogance.

Si Cheng was bullied by the tiger and could no longer hold on. Xia Lingge turned her gaze back to Luo Yan. She lowered her eyes slightly and silently approached Luo Yan again, quietly and without any danger.Luo Yan also indulged her approach. At this time, the girl was like a stubborn and helpless cub in his eyes.

Until the end, the distance between them was less than ten centimeters.

"What's the secret that requires you to be so close?" Luo Yan looked at her with a deep expression, his attitude was arrogant and aloof, as if he had everything under control.

"Your wedding."

Xia Lingge raised her head and looked directly into his eyes: "It's just a farce. Liu Shiyi already knows your purpose. Even if she doesn't die, you won't get what you want."

Luo Yan's smile froze instantly, "What did you say?"

"There is also the matter between you and Bai Weiwei." Xia Lingge continued, "When you were making love to each other in the back garden of the castle, Liu Shiyi and I were watching from the open-air balcony not far away. She asked, what did she do to you? In fact, it doesn’t matter at all, she just wants to satisfy her competitive spirit.”

Luo Yan's face became even more ugly.

"So you see."

Xia Lingge shrugged his shoulders: "You have never lost anything, because you have never gained anything."

"Shut up!" The anger in Luo Yan's eyes seemed to spit out flames, "You little fucking bitch, I'm going to do it...!"

'puff--'

There was not much pain when the sharp blade pierced the skin, but as the bright blood slowly flowed out, Luo Yan's face became more and more painful and twisted ferociously. He stared at the girl with a dull expression with wide eyes full of disbelief.

"Didn't anyone tell you not to say so many boring words before killing someone?" The dagger held by Xia Lingge turned slightly, and the blade sank into the flesh. As the force changed, more blood flowed out of Luo Yan's neck.

His knees collapsed in front of her, and he couldn't help spitting out large swaths of red liquid: "You... just... aren't afraid..."

"Is that a tiger?"

Xia Lingge took his words and pushed the dagger half an inch further. Luo Yan coughed and spat out blood. His eyes gradually lost their luster, and finally his arms drooped limply like dead leaves. to the ground.

And over there, Sicheng was desperately resisting the tiger that was about to bite his head. The smelly breath sprayed onto his face, bringing a sense of dampness and nausea. He clenched the two sharp teeth with both hands and turned his head desperately to prevent it. Getting closer, but the tiger's huge mouth is getting closer and closer...

"Ow—!"

But suddenly disappeared.

Seeing the tiger suddenly disappearing from his body, Si Cheng felt a little uneasy for a moment. He sat up suddenly and looked at the girl standing not far away: "Senior!" Xia Lingge turned his head slightly, the one holding the dagger His right hand suddenly retracted, blood splattered everywhere, and the already empty body suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"Are you all right?" she asked.

"It's okay." Si Cheng shook his head, carefully picked up Xia Lingge's right arm that was stained with red liquid, took out a white handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped her with it, "Senior, are you okay too?"

Xia Lingge also shook his head: "The [props] will be ineffective after the user dies. It seems that my guess is correct."

Si Cheng responded softly, but still lowered his eyes and carefully wiped the blood off her skin.Xia Lingge turned his head and turned his gaze to Shen Yu, who had been looking at the excitement: "You should have known this a long time ago."

Not a question, but a certainty.

Chen Yu spread his hands and looked innocent and helpless: "But I don't have the ability, so I still have to trouble Miss Lingge to help."

Seeing Xia Lingge quietly turning the dagger in his hand, he hurriedly took two steps back and kicked the old housekeeper lying on the ground: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive. It's not like I didn't do anything. Look at the old man on the ground. I’ll protect you properly.”

He didn't know what mechanism his kick triggered. The old housekeeper who had been unconscious suddenly took a long breath and opened his eyes tremblingly. His cloudy pupils were confused. His eyes fell on Shen Yu who was standing next to him. Suddenly Full of tears: "Master..."

"Fuck!"

Shen Yu was startled: "It's a fake corpse."

"Master..." The old housekeeper turned around and grabbed Shen Yu's trousers, "I finally see you."

Shen Yu's mouth twitched: "Old man, if you have nothing to do, don't say such easily misunderstood words."

Xia Lingge's expression was confused, "Old housekeeper." She interrupted his next words, "Are you okay?"

"Miss Lingge?"

The old housekeeper didn't seem to expect that the 'Third Miss' was also a little stunned here, but Xia Lingge clearly heard that the phrase 'Miss Lingge' was much colder and stranger than the phrase 'young master'.

"Well, I found you and rescued you." Xia Lingge approached him and recounted the story, but said nothing about the property treaty.

Listening to the old housekeeper, his previous enthusiasm had dissipated a lot. He stood up slowly, put his right hand on his left shoulder and bowed slightly to salute them skillfully: "It is really my dereliction of duty, Miss Lingge, young master, there is nothing better than the two of you." Safety is more important, but because I put myself in danger, please forgive my incompetence and may God be with you."

They wouldn't believe this familiar style if it had nothing to do with the game. Xia Lingge said to the old housekeeper, "You don't have to blame yourself too much. Your people have taken good care of us."

"The people under his command?"

The old housekeeper looked a little puzzled: "I don't quite understand what Miss Lingge means. Everything in this castle belongs to Lord Kloster. No one will secretly raise family members against the Lord's will, including me. "

Xia Lingge looked at him quietly: "Really? There is a young butler in the castle. We always thought he was left by you to take care of us."

"Your cold joke makes me feel cold all over, Miss Lingge." The old housekeeper said, "I have been serving Lord Kloster since the castle was built. No one can shake my loyalty in the castle. Location, the young butler you mentioned, with all due respect, he must be a liar."

Seeing how determined he was, Xia Lingge felt a little clear. She and Si Cheng looked at each other, then raised an elegant and gentle smile and said, "You're right, maybe we were really deceived. After all, we haven't been back for a long time." The castle is still a bit unfamiliar.”