Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

    Little Honeysuckle's eyes trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyes unconsciously, like a child who did something wrong.

    He fell silent.

    However, after a while of silence, he suddenly laughed.

    "I did it."

    Lian Qiao was taken aback.

    Honeysuckle raised her eyes, and her childish little face had a calmness that did not match her age: "I spilled sand on the stairs and caused them to fall. It increased the number of deaths."

    He said "increasing the number of deaths", not "killing them". Because hungry ghosts come out to kill people.

    But, if he doesn't do this, maybe the surviving person won't be the only one.

    Lian Qiao already thought about this in a second. He glanced into the living room subconsciously, and saw Little Apple sitting at the far end of the living room, lowering his head and fiddling with the gauze on his arm, probably because the gauze was too tightly wrapped and she was not very comfortable.

    Lian Qiao confirmed that she hadn't noticed it, so she put Little Honeysuckle on the edge of the pool table. He was still washing the cup, as if nothing had happened. He asked softly, "Why?"

    "Because they will attack us one day. It starts with you, then me." The little honeysuckle hangs down from the edge of the pool table, but the short legs do not sway, they are just safe Quietly close together, showing a kind of peace different from children.

    Lian Qiao had a complicated look on her face after hearing this. He stared at the flow of water under the faucet and was speechless for a moment.

    Little Honeysuckle raised her head, looked at him and said, "It's only the two of us left in the world, isn't it?"

    Lian Qiao: "What about Little Apple? Do you still want to attack her?"

    Little Honeysuckle's eyes flashed, as if being stinged by something. He didn't speak any more, lowered his head and looked at his short legs.

    Lian Qiao saw him like this and knew that he couldn't bear it after all. But he would secretly kill other people, which even Qiao never expected.

    The Xu Rendong he knew was like a priest sitting alone among the rose bushes with a Bible in his hand, and his words and deeds unconsciously revealed the temperament of a martyr. How could someone like him kill all his teammates for the reason of "first strike first"?

    No, he didn't even do it himself, he murdered with a knife!

    He deliberately set traps to increase the difficulty of the dungeon, and killed his teammates with the hands of ghosts!

    If it wasn't for Lian Qiao's cleverness and keenness, his trick would not even be noticed!

    And he was obviously aware of this, so he put sleeping pills in the milk, so that Lian Qiao slept all night until dawn, failing to hear his teammates' cries for help.

    What... what a sophisticated and... malicious plan.

    —Yes. This move of Ren Dong is almost vicious!

    Little Apple has been kept in the dark to this day, and I am even glad that little honeysuckle, a key player, has not had an accident.

    As soon as Lian Qiao thought about it, her heart felt as if it was being squeezed tightly.

    Since when did Honeysuckle become such a person?

    He knew that the honeysuckle was to live, to live with him, but...

    But doesn't this lose the bottom line of being a human being?

    He couldn't blame Honeysuckle for that. But he felt a deep disappointment and unease in his heart, and even felt a little scared.

    Is it true that the honeysuckle has been disguising herself all the time, and has not been exposed until now?

    Seriously, if honeysuckle treats human life like a mustard in the nesting doll copy, then he may not fall in love with honeysuckle at all.

    He didn't love a martyr, he didn't want Honeysuckle to sacrifice himself for others. Perhaps his good impression of Honeysuckle originated from his appearance, but what really moved him was the moral bottom line that Honeysuckle adhered to in desperate situations.

    That is far more magnificent than the appearance of honeysuckle.

    But now...

    The cup in his hand has been rinsed clean, but even Joe is still staring blankly at the flow of water, forgetting to turn off the faucet.

    Little Honeysuckle tilted her head to look at him, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her tender little face showed a touch of self-mockery and sadness.

    "Between us, there is always someone who wants to be the bad guy." Xiao Rendong smiled and said, "I don't want you to be bad. So... this time, let me be the bad guy."

    Lian Qiao was originally bitter, and even the tip of her tongue was slightly numb. However, when he heard this sentence, he suddenly raised his head as if he had noticed something.

    …this time?

    A lot of things flashed in my mind. But the next second—

    "Hmm!"

    Lian Qiao trembled suddenly as if struck by lightning. He didn't care that the water droplets on his hands were not dry, and subconsciously covered his head, his face was full of pain.

    Honeysuckle was shocked: "What's wrong with you?"

    Lian Qiao bit her lip, as if trying to endure the pain, but shook her head.

    Honeysuckle got up from the edge of the pool and wanted to reach out to him. I never thought that the balance function of the three-year-old body was extremely poor. When he got up, his round body swayed and fell from the edge of the pool!

    "Be careful!" Lian Qiao's pupils shrank, and instinctively reached out to catch him.

    The fleshy little body fell into his arms, and was firmly embraced by him. Lian Qiao hugged him tightly as if in fear, and kept scolding him: "Can you be careful! How old are you! Don't do such dangerous actions! Can you be more careful! If I don't catch you—"

    He scolded the honeysuckle like a cannonball, and the little honeysuckle was stunned. After hesitating for a moment, he still raised his little hand, touched his head lightly, and asked cautiously, "Does your head still hurt?"

    This time, even Joe was stunned.

    He finally reacted with hindsight. Honeysuckle got up from the pool in a hurry, because he was worried about him and eager to comfort him.

    Lian Qiao felt inexplicably sore and swollen in her heart, and could not tell what it was exactly.

    He sighed and said, "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt anymore."

    Little Honeysuckle heaved a sigh of relief, and asked again, "Why do you have a headache? From the way you look, it hurts badly."

    Lian Qiao: "I don't know... It happens occasionally recently."

    Little Honeysuckle frowned. Worrying was real on his face, his pink face wrinkled into a deep old orange, looking a little naive.

    Lian Qiao couldn't help laughing, rubbed his hair and said, "It's all right, maybe it's a migraine."

    "..." Little Honeysuckle frowned and was about to speak, but suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes changed slightly.

    "What are you doing?" came the voice of Little Apple from behind.

    Lian Qiao turned around and saw Little Apple walking towards here holding the gauze wrapped arm. She looked at Little Honeysuckle in surprise, and then at Lian Qiao: "Why do you guys make such a big noise after breakfast... Have you finished eating?"

    Lian Qiao coughed, then remembered that the breakfast was still hot on the boiler. In order to avoid Xiao Apple's suspicion, he stretched out his hand and squeezed Xiao Ren Dong's fleshy face, and said with a smile: "Isn't this son too cute, so I kissed him a few times."

    Little Apple: "..." copy is not an extrajudicial place! You are going to be arrested like this, you know!

    She had an indescribable expression on her face, shook her head and walked away.

    Lian Joe turned to get breakfast. Xiao Rendong stood behind him, looked up at his busy back, his eyes were deep and complicated, if there were a thousand words, he could not tell.

     Even Joe prepared breakfast and brought it to the table, but he couldn't eat it.

    The reason is very simple - who can sit and eat in front of a corpse on the ground!

    "Why didn't the corpse be brushed off this time..." Lian Qiao only felt the smell of blood coming from his nose. He covered his nose with disgust on his face, "How can people eat this?"

    Honeysuckle opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it, so she had to say dryly, "I don't know."

    Little Apple said: "The corpses were all dragged away by the hungry ghosts, this time there may have been too many deaths for the hungry ghosts to eat, so..." She glanced at the messy floor. The corpse can't help but feel cold on the back, touching his arm and saying, "You won't cheat the corpse at night, right?"

    "The corpse won't be tricked, but I'm afraid it will turn into a ghost." Xiao Rendong was finally able to speak.

    Lian Qiao sighed.

    At this moment, one person came down the stairs, and it was the sleepy dean.

    The three of them looked at the dean in unison, and a curiosity surged in their hearts, wondering how the dean would react when he saw this corpse.

    Unexpectedly, the dean just said helplessly how you made the downstairs so messy. Then he calmly picked up the broom and swept the corpse into the trash can.

    The blood on the ground was also mopped by her, as if she was not dealing with the murder scene, but doing ordinary housework.

    "I'm afraid this dean is not blind..." Little Apple was stunned.

    "Probably the dungeon adjusted by itself, so she thinks it's all reasonable." Lian Qiao said, "After all, she gets one year older every day, so she doesn't think there's anything wrong."

    Speaking of this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the second floor as if he was thinking of something.

    "That's right, Honeysuckle." He turned around and asked Little Honeysuckle, "Does your orphanage have a curfew or something, why does it lock the door at night?"

    Lindong said: "The curfew is not enough, but after all, we are all children, the dean will not let us go to bed too late."

    "Will that lock all the rooms?"

    Honeysuckle thought about it and shook her head.

    "It seems that the lock door is a private setting in the copy." Lian Qiao fell into deep thought, "Why is this? Could it be..."

    Little Apple's eyes lit up: "Don't they know that it will be haunted at night?"

    Lian Qiao nodded and said, "I think so too. Since they can't lock the door, does it mean that if they appear in front of the hungry ghosts, the ghosts will also do something to them?"

     Honeysuckle was stunned when she heard the words.

     Even Joe fell silent after saying this, wondering what he was thinking.

    Xiao Apple said in surprise: "Why don't you two talk?"

    Lian Qiao glanced at Rendong and smiled bitterly: "You also think of it?"

     Honeysuckle nodded.

    Little Apple looked at the two of them, and instantly became angry, slapped the table and said, "Can you two stop playing dumb riddles? I'm alone, can you cherish me and don't feed me dog food every day?!"

    Honeysuckle: "..." It's not that I didn't, so don't talk nonsense.

    Lian Qiao: "..." Doesn't your hand hurt when you slap the table like that?

    The two looked at each other awkwardly. Lian Qiao coughed and said, "No, we didn't plan to show affection, it's just that this situation is a bit... um..."

    Little Honeysuckle said, "Don't worry about me. Speak."

    Lian Qiao couldn't bear it: "Are you sure?"

     Honeysuckle nodded.

    Lian Qiao sighed and looked at Little Apple: "Okay, then I'll tell you..."

    Little Apple: "..." Damn, this expression of "I will tell you with great mercy and compassion" is really annoying.

    If I hadn't been seriously injured, I could have killed you on the spot, believe it or not?

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    Quick, before I update, use your little brains to think, what did Lian Qiao and the others think of~

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