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

[Detection of player health approaching zero]

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【Ding】

[Number of retracements - 1, only one chance left, players please take it seriously]

……

Xia Lingge lay flat on the soft bed and stared at the curtain numbly. The pain of cutting her tongue, the pain of nails, and the pain of suffocation all came to her like a tide. Her flat fingertips curled up uncontrollably. It immediately brings burning pain to the internal organs.

"Are you ok?"

The hanging curtain was lifted up by a cold white hand, and the soft black robe floated. He hesitated for a moment before sitting on the edge of the bed, holding her hand and comforting her gently.

A warm and cool breath gurgled through her limbs and bones like a melting stream. The pain accumulated in Xia Lingge's body dissipated a lot, and her eyes were finally clear, but she still didn't move. She opened her mouth for a long time before relaxing. Xu asked: "I only have one last chance left, right?"

"Um……"

The man in black robe held her hand tightly and responded softly: "If you can't give me an answer at the end of this time, or... your answer is not correct, then you will stay in this copy forever."

He was silent for a while, and suddenly hesitantly and awkwardly comforted: "Actually... you don't have to feel too much pressure even if you stay in the dungeon forever, and... I'm here."

His voice became softer and softer as he spoke.

Xia Lingge looked at the roof quietly and murmured in a low voice: "Don't worry, I'm not under any great pressure. I will use this last opportunity to kill those people bit by bit."

The man in black robe looked at her sharply: "You..."

Xia Lingge retracted her hand, sat up and looked directly into his eyes: "It's time for you to go."

The man in black robe was dumbfounded and silent, but he turned around and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The carved wooden door directly opposite opened, and Ashun Aliang, who was wearing a peach red dress, walked in with a bright red wedding dress and exquisite jewelry: "Miss, please try on this wedding dress and jewelry."

Xia Lingge glanced at the bright red clothes soaked in blood and turned to look at them.

'boom'!
  The carved wooden door was pushed open again.

He Luo, who was wearing gorgeous clothes, walked in angrily. She pointed at Xia Lingge and was about to curse, when she saw Ah Shun and Ah Liang who were unconscious on the ground, as well as the torn wedding clothes and messy jewelry next to them. She was stunned for a moment as she imagined a different scenario, but it was only for a moment that she lost the chance to strike first.

Xia Lingge walked to the round table, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea. She came to He Luo with the teacup and handed it over: "Second Young Mistress, do you want some tea?"

He Luo came back to her senses and threw the tea cup that Xia Lingge brought to the ground: "Bah! Who do you think you are, even serving tea to me and my aunt? Shameless little bitch, I must have a hard time today." Education educates you!”

As she spoke, the housekeeper behind her was about to step forward and take action.

"Second Young Mistress."

Xia Lingge only glanced at them indifferently, turned back and continued to say to Heluo: "You will never be able to catch Wen Yumo like this."

"you……!"

He Luo's face turned red with anger. She pointed at Xia Lingge and she didn't know whether to scold her for her rude provocation or to scold her for daring to call the second young master Wen Yumo by his first name. Xia Lingge, however, just smiled and raised his hand to press down He Luo's outstretched fingertips: "If you want a man to be obedient, what's the point of just catching a few cheaters? What do you think, Second Young Madam?"

He Luo was choked by her question again. He looked back and forth at her and suddenly retracted his hand. He snorted coldly, "Don't divert your attention. Auntie, I'm here to see you little bitch. You think you're putting the blame on the second master?" Will I let you go?"

Xia Lingge smiled: "It's not me. There is evidence."

He Luo looked at her: "Oh? What evidence?"

Xia Lingge didn't answer, but glanced at the women behind her. He Luo understood immediately and waved her hand to signal the women to retreat.

But the two mothers-in-law hesitated: "Second Young Mistress, this..."

"Don't worry, she can't do any tricks." He Luo snorted and looked at Xia Lingge, who had a meek look on her face. "If she dares to play tricks, I'll make her walk around without food."

Xia Lingge meekly said, "Yes."

The two mothers-in-law went out, and only Xia Lingge and He Luo were left in the room. He Luo shook her feather fan, walked to the round chair next to her, sat down, stretched out her fingertips to pick up the torn wedding dress, and chuckled in surprise. He said, "Cut your wedding dress like this. If your parents-in-law find out, they will have to peel off a layer of your skin, or should you go out with your body exposed and get married?"

Xia Lingge chuckled: "So, I still need the second young lady to cover for me."

He Luo glanced at her sideways: "Who are you to let me cover you?" She threw aside the rags of her wedding dress, "Tell me, if you can't give me a satisfactory answer, then what will you do next?" Life will only be miserable."

Xia Lingge suddenly whispered: "There is a small abandoned dark room in the northwest corner of the Wen Mansion. There are different torture instruments hung in it, all stained dark brown with blood. The Second Young Mistress also has some unused torture instruments, waiting for someone to come. Woolen cloth."

"Humph, you know..."

He Luo's voice paused, feeling a little subtle: "How do you know about the dark room?"

No one knew about the private torture chamber except for the cronies brought by her mother's family, not even Wen Yumo, but how did the little girl in front of him know about it?
  The most important thing is that she knows and can still live well until now...

Xia Lingge poured another cup of warm tea for He Luo: "That's not important. The important thing is that I have always been on the Second Young Mistress's side, and I will also help the Second Young Mistress, so the Second Young Mistress doesn't have to be too wary of me. "

He Luo looked at the tea cup with thick white mist coming out. This time he did not throw it to the ground, but looked at her: "Tell me, what do you know?"

Xia Lingge smiled: "Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. I'd better take the Second Young Mistress to have a good look."

……

The grass in early summer cannot avoid mosquitoes.

He Luo frowned and swatted away the flying insects in disgust. She grabbed Xia Lingge who was leading the way and said angrily, "Are you kidding me?"

Xia Lingge avoided He Luo's hand without revealing anything: "When we get to the place later, the Second Young Mistress will know whether I'm playing tricks on you or not."

They were hiding near Wen Yumo's bedroom. Because the last peek failed, Xia Lingge found a more secret corner this time and poked open the window paper with his fingertips. Although it was difficult to see the whole picture from the angle, Wen Yumo and Zisha could not see clearly. The cute girl's crooked and greasy look can be seen clearly.

He Luo was about to shout loudly at just one glance, but Xia Lingge quickly covered her mouth and forced her to listen to the conversation in the room.

"Second Master, please drink~"

The charming girl with purple gauze tenderly filled a glass of wine and brought it to Wen Yumo's mouth. Wen Yumo used her hand to drink the strong wine in the glass in one gulp.