Jiuyou Huangfei

Chapter 211
And tonight, there were only five people left in their team.

"Senior sister, will we never be able to get out of this little Muxi Mountain?" A disciple who had just started asked in the team.

"No, as long as we are united, we will definitely be able to go out." Nalan Qingge paused, his eyes darkened, "Trust me."

"Senior Sister, why do you think we were chased and killed? Xiaoya died yesterday. She died so badly that she was killed with just one stab."

As she spoke, the girl took out a dagger from her sleeve. The dagger had no scabbard, and the sharp blade shone silvery under the silver moon.

Nalan Qingge glanced at the dagger, and broke out in a cold sweat, his complexion was instantly as pale as snow...

"I don't know either." She said slowly, but she still couldn't help but stare at the dagger.

This dagger was identical in appearance to the dagger she stabbed into Mu Xiyan's heart that night, except that the dagger that night was made of black iron, but this dagger was nothing but an ordinary dagger.

She thought of something in an instant, and her face became even more depressed.

The girl looked at the dagger in her hand in a daze, she didn't say a word, but her eyes were gloomy. In this dark cave, she was extremely terrifying.

Because of the rain, there is no dry wood in the mountains, and even with fire magic, the flames will not burn out of thin air.

It may also be because of ghosts in his heart, Nalan Qingge tried for a long time, but he still couldn't light the fire.

Several people formed a circle, and the atmosphere fell into silence for a while.

"Senior sister, I'm hungry." The youngest junior sister spoke softly, breaking the deadlock.

There was still some dry food in Nalan Qingge's Qiankun bag, but she didn't make a sound, half closed her eyes, and said nothing.

Almost all the other disciples kept some dry food in their hands, but they didn't say anything.

They don't know how long they will stay in this Muxi mountain. If there is more food, there will be more hope of survival. No one is willing to share more of their lives with others.

Seeing this scene, the youngest junior sister didn't dare to speak anymore. She moved cautiously and tiptoed to the outside of the cave, intending to find some fruit to eat by herself.

It's just that she left like this, but she didn't come back for a long time.

There was silence in the cave, and they were very peaceful on the surface, but their hearts were already boiling and clamoring like a torrent of rivers.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and everyone's hearts are mentioned in the throat.

In the past, at this time, people would die.

Every time... three people die.

In other words, of the four people in this cave, only one can survive.

Let the people in the dark do it, and the dead may include yourself.

But if he does it first... then he will definitely survive.

The people in the dark are elusive, and he can kill whoever he wants, and they can only seize the opportunity before he arrives.

Nalan Qingge's head was frantically calculating, and she felt that there was a pair of cold eyes watching all this in the dark, slowly pushing behind the scenes, why was he destined to kill three people every day, why did he only kill three people on the last day? Five people remained, and one was let go.

If the little junior sister hadn't been murdered, according to the killer's past habits, only one of the four of them could be kept.

If the junior sister met with a murderous hand, then two of them would survive.

(End of this chapter)