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

Xia Lingge stared into his eyes quietly and asked the question again: "Miss Wen, why did you suddenly run away from your marriage?"

Wen Youliang also looked directly at her: "That is a family scandal that cannot be made public. What do you mean by asking again and again?"

"Is it a family scandal?"

Xia Lingge sneered, and his indifferent eyes became increasingly cold: "I'm afraid this family scandal refers to you, the eldest young master, right?"

Wen Youliang slapped the chair: "Yuzhu! Do you know what you are talking about now? Do you really think that I dare not kill you?"

"You dare, of course you dare, young master."

Xia Lingge still looked at him with the same expression, without any fear: "After all, you are marrying your own sister to the underworld, what else can you not dare to do?"

"presumptuous!"

Wen Youliang stood up suddenly and glared at her with his round eyes. The warm aura around him suddenly became sinister and treacherous. The servants around him shuddered involuntarily when they heard the word "underworld marriage". Wen Youliang's face was gloomy, and the fingertips that rolled the ball became even more intense. Kuai: "I'll give you a chance to tell you the whole story and clear your name. Otherwise, even if you are punished by your parents, I will put you to death!"

"Don't bother me, young master, do it yourself."

Xia Lingge came to the large wine vat at the door of the house, grabbed the edge of the large wine vat and pushed it to the side. The rich and pungent liquid poured out instantly and soaked a large area.

Wen Youliang suddenly had a bad premonition, and he looked at her with an ugly face: "What are you going to do?"

"call--"

Xia Lingge blew an open flame, and the orange-red light reflected her cold eyes. Under Wen Youliang's horrified gaze, she made a decisive move. The tiny flame fell on the wine, and with a bang, the hot flame rose up like a red snake. .

"Fire! Run!"

"Run! Run!"

The servants' faces were pale, and they all dropped their things and ran out as fast as they could. Wen Youliang was choked by the thick smoke and kept coughing. He slowed down and the fire that swept around him immediately made it difficult for him to move. "You guys A bunch of... bastards..."

He coughed and looked for a way out.

"Master."

A force blocked his waist, and Wen Youliang's body suddenly stiffened, and the arms took the opportunity to tightly wrap around his body, preventing him from moving.

Xia Lingge said softly: "Why leave in a hurry? The woman you push out for a secret marriage will suffer thousands of times more than this."

"I guess Miss Wen suddenly decided to run away from the marriage not because of her sweetheart, right? She overheard that you were going to betroth her to the long-dead son of the Yao family, so she left in a hurry, and you didn't want to ruin the marriage. After finally negotiating the deal, I...oh no, I selected Yuzhu. I also planned a plan to kill two birds with one stone, Wen Youliang, you really don't deserve such a good name."

Wen Youliang's eyes trembled a little: "You, you are not Yuzhu...who are you?!"

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Xia Lingge's hand around his waist tightened violently, and the two of them fell into the fire together. The scorching flames kept licking the opportunity, and the scalding temperature caused them heart-breaking pain.

Wen Youliang grabbed the floor and tried to climb out, but Xia Lingge pulled him back bit by bit, and his body merged into the flames and was swallowed up again.

"If you do this again... you will die!"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you die."

Xia Lingge endured the scorching pain in her body, biting her thin lips and looking at the man in white robe struggling desperately below. She held down his limbs and buried them in the sea of ​​fire. She didn't withdraw some strength until she felt that the person below was not moving. . The picture in front of her became darker and darker, her ears were ringing, and her head was as sticky as paste. The moment her body fell, her lips moved:

"I want...to verify..."

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The crisp sound of water drops rang in my ears.

Xia Lingge opened her eyes, rubbed her dizzy forehead and sat up. The coquettish and gorgeous manzhu and sandalwood swayed in the wind, and the scarlet petals unfolded quietly, layer by layer, strange and magnificent.

"woke up?"

It's still a dark black space.

The cloaked man in black was hanging in the air, sitting sideways with his head propped up to look at her, and said in a rather lazy voice: "Now that you're awake, let's get started." The black space was like a water curtain, and he briefly touched it. The ripples spread out, revealing a gentle and beautiful face.

He continued to hold his head: "Who is she?"

Four names gradually appeared in front of Xia Lingge.

Lan Qing, Yu Zhu, Yang Pan'er, An'er.

These four are all her names, but which one can be called her 'original' name...

Xia Lingge's eyes swept over the names one by one and landed on the last one: "An'er."

"you sure?"

The voice of the man in black robe was a bit teasing: "That's just a nickname that was spoken casually. It's a name that no one will remember. You only have one chance, but don't do anything you regret."

"Anner."

Xia Lingge still repeated this name.

The man in black robe sat up straight: "Can I hear the reason? You are so sure of this name."

Xia Lingge's eyes focused on the four names. A few simple words represented a girl's life, and each name represented a part of her past.

Lan Qing, who was sold into prostitution,
  The jade beads that are slaves and maids,
  Yang Paner, who was beaten and scolded by her father,

These are all hers, but none of them are what she wants.

The unfair fate, the unspeakable identity, and the relatives who have no tenderness and only trade for profit,
  In the end, there is only 'An'er',
  This nickname, which wishes her a safe life but is insignificant,
  It has become her most cherished name.

Xia Lingge raised his eyes and looked at the image rippling in the black space: "Every child is born with blessings."

The man in black robe smiled slightly: "Okay, that's as you wish."

After speaking, he disappeared.

The black space began to become a little distorted, and Xia Lingge saw a girl whose experience was different from hers. That girl did not have her multiple choices, and there was no chance for her to go back and regret.

The girl had been beaten and scolded by her drunken and gambling father since she was born. She had countless scars on her body at a young age. She was sold to a flower house by her father in exchange for money when she was twelve years old and started to grow. She was not very lucky. From the very beginning, she was redeemed by the second young master of the Wen family, and instead received guests for three months. Until one day, Wen Yumo noticed her appearance, changed her appearance, and was given to Wen Youliang as his wife.

Wen Youliang is not as kind as his name suggests. He always likes to use some humiliating methods in bed. The girl was tortured to the point of misery, but she was still jealous of winning the favor of the eldest young master of the Wen family, and was guarded and tortured by the second young mistress. , until the young lady from the Wen family escaped from marriage and was sent to a sedan chair to become the bride.

The final scene was frozen in the image of the girl nailed in the coffin, with scarlet blood tears flowing down her cheeks, and her eyes widening with pain and unwillingness.

There was no moment in her life that she could miss her at all, and her mother's joyful words of "An'er" when she was just born became her only comfort.

Xia Lingge stretched out his hand to cover her eyes: "Don't cry, they are all dead."

There seemed to be a cool breeze blowing through her broken hair, causing the manjus and sandals around her to sway. She listened carefully and heard a relieved but somewhat painful and suppressed 'thank you'.

[Congratulations to player Xia Lingge for completing the copy - "Republic of China·Deep House·Dead Game"]

[Player Xia Lingge]

[Dungeon clearance level: None (Note: Different levels can obtain different experience points)]

[Experience value: None]

[Total experience value×12+2]

[Get the props ‘Soul Repair’, ‘Reflection’ and ‘Experience Guessing Gift Pack’]

[Unlock the story sticker: "A Girl's Life"]

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[There is such a group of people buried in the long river of history. No one knows their appearance, no one knows their names. They only know whose daughter, daughter-in-law, and mother they are... Weird biography I always like to use them as the background to depict exciting yet terrifying stories one after another. Is this a way to attract attention? Or... someone was using pen and paper to silently shout for them. 】