Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

At the end of the corridor, Bo Chuanhuo stupidly looked at Wu Jin: "... yo, I found a little witch."

Wu Jin pulled Willa: "Brother! Your clue there--"

Outside the window.

Caesar looked around: "How did I hear someone calling Bo Chuanhuo the grandson?"

A few seconds later, Caesar suddenly stood up next to the big hole: "Have you heard that, that man has clues!"

Bo Chuanhuo forced: "What? What do I have?"

Footsteps came from outside the palace door, and Caesar stretched his head, and a machete came to his hand instantly. Chasing Bo Chuanhuo, the momentum soared: "Give it up!"

Bo Chuanhuo swears: "Stupid you, don't chase the witch and hit me?"

Caesar was happy: "The clue is with you, what am I chasing after the little witch!" The sword slashed away: "Grandpa, I am hitting you silly grandson!"

Behind Wu Jin pulled Willa to withdraw: "Stuck, return to the incense room."

Bo Chuanhuo was a bit inferior to Caesar's melee. Ning Fengbei had to help Bo Chuanhuo parry, but Xiaoran was thinking for a moment, and he did not hesitate to chase Wu Jin.

The door of the perfume room is close at hand.

Willa swipes away and suddenly hears the wind behind her--

Wu Jin pressed directly on Willa's shoulder: "You go in and look for it." Then he held the knife at the door.

Facing Xiaoran who chased after him.

Xiao Ran smiled, "offended."

The knight sword was drawn out by Bai Lian, the female player violently split, Wu Jin held the knife to face--

Xiaoran moaned and blocked Wu Jin's sword. Wu Jin's blade turned sharply, from dragging to stabbing, pulling away from the opponent's blade. From stabbing to attacking opponent's wrist.

Dozens of kilometers away, the Crossson Show Live Room.

The blood pigeon was happy.

Ying Xiangxiang raised an eyebrow.

Blood pigeon: "The most gentleman's play."

The setting sun shone on the Grand Trianon Palace, and pink marble cast a light shadow on one side. After Xiao Ran entered the stone pillar with iris flower, the blade turned over. The teenager stepped back and opened the side door of a perfume room.

Xiao Ran's body suddenly snapped without any surprise, and the blade went out of control and flew into the fragrance display shelf on one side.

Numerous fragrances sprang up--

Sandalwood and cedar are the most basic wood notes, mixed with cardamom, from bitter to heavy. Xiaoran gasped, Wu Jin pressed the handle with both hands, and her pupils were not shocked in the dim perfume room, like a beam holding down the wind.

The blade split the old wood and forced Xiaoran, who was dodging in the display rack, out.

The second row of wooden frames collapsed, and orange blossoms, aldehydes, and fat powder came over. Soap and fatty aldehydes are the most exotic raw materials for perfumes, like eccentric girls. It was hidden in orange blossoms at first, and could even make hawthorn and violet fragrances, but when it was most unexpected, it showed its original appearance, strong and even acrid soap fragrance.

Xiao Ran appeared again with a sword. This time, she had no reservations, and used her signature strange figure to the extreme.

Female players have always been good at speed, Wu Jin is slightly slower than her, but she is more stable.

The third row of wooden frames was hit by the fire.

Xiaoran's sword front is getting faster and faster, and the dense sword light is like pervasive water.

The cool grass and mint sprinkled, but it was soon covered with soap. Soap and fatty aldehydes finally gained the upper hand in the disordered and disordered fragrance. Xiaoran, a soap scent, grabbed Wu Jin's flaw, and stabbed him at the juvenile's neck--

Snorted.

Xiaoran opened her mouth suddenly.

The chivalry sword fell. The long knife stalk hit the girl's elbow, then Wu Jin followed into the narrow gap of the wall and raised her hand to pinch Xiaoran trying to escape.

Cedar and sandalwood finally suppress the soap.

The teenager's eyes were brightened, the muscles of the left hand holding the handle was firm and smooth, and the zipper of the combat suit impregnated with wood spice was half open, and Xiaoran's sword was relentlessly seized.

Xiaoran sucked his nose, reddish behind his ears, and looked directly at Wu Jin: "Hey, I admit defeat, can you--"

The door creaked open.

Vera said flatly: "I found it! Tofana fairy!"

White Rose was holding two or three books and two bottles of perfume.

Xiaoran: "..."

Wu Jin was immediately surprised, and took the newly collected Sabre to gather for Vera. Behind him, Bo Chuanhuo has taken Ning Fengbei to catch up with--

Willa held Wu Jin: "Run!"

Wu Jin: "Wait a moment."

The blade was pushed horizontally, and the remaining six columns of fragrance wood frames collapsed. Rose, jasmine and rum honeysuckle blend spicy and disgusting rich notes. The entire perfume room was so noisy that it seemed to suffocate with just one movement of the nose.

Wu Jin no longer delays: "Let's go."

The spice contaminated in the fight was finally covered by the broken fragrance.

The sunset goes west.

The two were hiding in the Versailles farm, and Grand Trianon could still see the figure faintly looking in the distance.

"It's almost the same as the final clearance props." Night fell and Vera frowned.

"Caesar, Bo Chuanhuo they are all in, we wait for someone to dig again." Wu Jin comforted: "There is still an hour prom, they will definitely withdraw."

Next to the farm, spread out the books that the perfumer walked down to the clue page.

"Tofana Essence is a scentless perfume. It is also sometimes used as a whitening lotion when sold-but no one really takes it on the face." Willa read softly: "Tofana Essence. Originating in Italy, it is composed of minerals precipitated by volcanoes, contains arsenite, and is toxic to death. In the 17th century, Italy, a woman who was bullied by her husband bought tofana fairy from a witch and murdered her husband with poison ...

"Also used by women for 'executions' of upset men."

Willa lamented: "Mrs. Montelipan, in order to sacrifice the devil in order to gain the favor of Louis XIV, she will eventually pull him to hell."

Two bottles of perfume, one execution of Louis XIV, and one execution of herself.

"The poisoning incident--" Willa looked at the last line of the data:

"A noblewoman in the palace is permanently evicted and will not return to Versailles for life."

The night finally covered Versailles, and the candlelight gradually turned on.

"There is still a half-hour prom." Willa finally became nervous.

Wu Jin looked quietly at the great Trianon in the distance, and suddenly reached out: "Give me the Tofana fairy."

Vera: "You--"

Wu Jin motioned to Willa to relax: "You go to the party first."

Seeing that Willa had to argue again, Wu Jin smiled: "Rest assured. In the worst case, I ca n’t get the card before the ball, and I will turn back to meet you, and enter the identity card of Le Mowana."

"If I hadn't come back 5 minutes before the ball—"

"It's only possible to get the Montelippanca card. The meaning of the ball is unknown, and we have to go in advance to find a person."

Vera's lips moved, and eventually Wu Jin gave a hug, and the two quickly shared the supplies.

"Just do your best, don't force it," Vera said.

In the distance from the Grand Trianon Palace, Caesar finally gave up searching and ran to Versailles with Xiaoran. Five minutes later, Bo Chuanhuo.

Wu Jin's vision was blurred in the night, but she remembered the road very well, and soon touched back to Grand Trianon.

A dim candlelight lit.

Wu Jin quickly picked up the shovel and dug into the previous big hole.

19 minutes before the ball.

The pale 4D projection suddenly came out, and the babies who were sacrificed to black mass and blood in their eyes punctured the thick night, and their pupils were dark and resentful. Even the barrage outside the field was startled--

Wu Jin's eyes widened, and Spicy Chicken's vision only saw a mosaic fluttering for a long time.

"Little witch has the courage." Ying Xiangxiang sighed.

17 minutes before the party.

The shovel finally pulled out the hard object, and Wu Jin quickly approached the candlelight to study.

Meanwhile, inside the Palace of Versailles.

Willa has changed into a painter's robe, looking down at the rules dumbfounded—

Currently alive 289/350. The progress of the game is about to speed up. Card holders will select pairs of dancers in accordance with their identity priority as the next round of partners.

The Hall of Mirrors, which is the court dance floor, has not yet opened, and there is an instant noise outside the door. At this time, many players were still being dragged by the show team to change their clothes, and the rest were eloquent.

"The blue card was chosen first? Then it was the green card--"

"Wait, in case there is a purple card, isn't it to pick people before everyone?"

"Hey brother, who is your card? Is it a noble? I look like a guard ..."

Grand Trianon Palace.

The excavated hard object finally showed the whole picture. A small, delicate crystal holy grail with a blank card folded in it. Without a note, or even a password dial for entering letters, Wu Jin researched for a long time before seeing a line of small characters on the bottom of the cup.

Louis presented Mrs. Montelipan.

There is a small pouring logo on the mouth of the cup.

Wu Jin suddenly realized that she quickly opened two bottles of Tofana fairy liquid and poured it into—

The card is soaked with chemicals, the outer layer of the card fades away, and finally reveals the complex texture of the card surface.

A line of small print appears.

Character Card-Mrs. Montelipan (1640-1707).

Cards arrive.

Wu Jin quickly twisted the character card and threw away all the loads and ran to Versailles. An unknown liquid remained on the board, with a strong apple cider vinegar smell.

Wu Jin was relieved.

No matter what the program ’s prop Tofana fairy liquid is, it will not be arsenite—

2 minutes before the party.

The melodious orchestral sounds from the mirror hall of the Palace of Versailles, and the invisible ghost in the hall hands champagne to guests from afar. All instrumental music in the orchestra seems to be played by transparent hands, at first glance weird.

Wu Jin was out of breath, and finally arrived from the Grand Trianon Palace, and was almost tired of climbing into the gate of Versailles—

Suddenly stopped by law enforcement robots.

30 seconds before the prom.

All lights in the Hall of Mirrors were on. The 483 lenses reflect pearl light into a raging fire, and the dance floor is extravagant and bright like daylight. Each French meal was delivered by an invisible hand, and the hungry players almost stared.

At this time, the players on the dance floor had different dresses. They could only distinguish the court guards, bards, ladies and scholars. Chu Chu swallowed a little cake before the prom had started, and then arranged the skirts elegantly.

"I want Mrs. Montelipan's skirt ..." Chu Chu complained. "Princess Anne's skirt is not good ..."

The guard was indifferent.

Chuchu ate too quickly and said: "I knew we would take Montelippan's card ... Ohhhh, she must be in Vera now. Ohhhhh, she will look better than me ... I just pick it With six skirts, all were taken away by the show crew ... "

Suddenly, Chu Chu looked at the door blankly.

Willa came anxiously from the side door, clearly wearing the court painter's gown.

The ball is about to begin.

"... Willa is the costume of a court artist? They didn't grab that Montelipan card?" Chuchu thought: "Wait, why don't you see the little witch? Sister Willa is so anxious, won't she not know where the little witch is ... "

At this point the players have entered the field.

Outside the door.

Wu Jin, who was desperately shooting the door, was forcibly stopped by two law enforcement robots, struggling desperately: "This is not reasonable! Impossible! Can I go ahead and exchange cards with my teammates-"

The law enforcement robot showed no mercy, and grabbed Wu Jin and lost it to the small cubicle in the corridor.

Then scan the entrance card of Wu Jin: "Mrs. Montelipan, the card has been verified. The item is distributed. Please equip the player with the item."

A large cloth bag was thrown on the ground, and a corner was scattered. Gorgeous and cumbersome shirts, long skirts, inner skirts, petticoat bottom skirts, and wigs were spread out randomly.

"..." The alarm bell in Wu Jin's heart was a masterpiece, and he turned around and ran outside the door—

A dozen cameras aimed at him all at once.

With his left hand, the watch dripped: "Wu Jin, 300012, warned for the first time, and warned for the first time."

Wu Jin was furious: "Don't, don't! I can't even wear them--"

Mirror Hall Dance Floor.

The warm, warm strings became trot, and the violin was brisk and upright. Wei Shi frowned slightly, and Wu Jin was not seen in the whole ballroom.

Mingyao, who is not far away from the gang, counts Wu Jin's count of "counterfeiting clues". "Mom ... Witch will not be eliminated, right?"

Just then, the dance floor door suddenly opened.

The champagne chemise was tremblingly exposed, and the cumbersome crimson embroidery skirt overlapped upward. The skirts were piled into a curved drape, rising above the draped petticoat. At the top is a slender waist and soft curly blond hair--

Wu Jin's face was ruthless.

The sound of Yu Yuqin in the hall was gentle.

All players are down.