His Royal Highness System

Chapter 578 566. Manor Ball, Kiss
After hearing Feng Zang's answer, the red lady Mary froze for a moment, and then a beautiful and coquettish smile like a flower bloomed on her cheek.

"Your answer is very good..."

"is it?"

Feng Zang showed a surprised expression.

"Do you know what will happen to me soon after I say this sentence?"

The red lady Mary approached the wind burial suddenly, the distance between the two was only half a centimeter, and they could feel each other's breath.

"I'm curious……"

Feng Zan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice.

The red lady Mary stretched out a white and slender hand, gently stroked Feng Zang's cheek, and continued to reply with a happy smile:
"After that I was sent to the guillotine. It's a pity that my hair and my favorite white dress were soaked in blood like this."

"Is this a joke?"

Feng Zan was a little dubious, and said softly.

What the other party described seems to be too miserable, and Feng Zang didn't know how to answer it. After all, although he looks good, he is still a little unfamiliar with such things as social plot characters.

"You can take it as a joke, sir."

Madam Hong covered her mouth and smiled softly.

She is the Bloody Mary known as the "Queen of Blood". She felt a very familiar smell from Feng Zang, and she felt like she had discovered the same kind, so she came to play with this newcomer.

"Excuse me, sir."

The goblet in Mrs. Hong's hand lightly touched the wine glass in Feng Zan's hand, the two wine glasses made a crisp sound, and then left.

She doesn't like alcohol very much, because there is no blood mixed in it.

Not far from the funeral, a man in a blue suit was chatting with a woman in a kimono.

"It was a pleasure chatting with you, Mr. Merlot."

The beautiful woman in a kimono covered her cheeks with a folding fan and laughed, making a seductive laugh.

"I am equally honored, my beautiful Miss Michiko."

The man named Mo Luo smiled lightly, and then continued to ask:
"Take the liberty to ask, how does the game in the manor work?"

"The owner of the manor will answer this question himself, sir."

Michiko replied softly.

"Really? I saw Michiko-san's decoration, it seems that she likes to dance very much?"

After Mo Luo got the information, in order to continue to deepen the rapport with Michiko, he began to change the topic.

Another dozen meters away, a white-haired man in a blue ancient-style dress approached Su Youchu, asking elegantly and politely:
"Beautiful lady, can I take a picture of you, please?"

"who are you?"

Su Youchu asked plainly.

It is the most annoying thing for her to gain friendship with the plot characters, and it is still easy to kill people.

"I am a photographer, you can call me Joseph, all beautiful things will be corrupted by time, only photos can be preserved forever, so I want to record your beauty, lady."

Joseph introduced himself, and then invited Su Youchu again.

"If you could explain to me the state of the manor, I think I should be glad to be your model."

Su Youchu smiled and replied.

Soon the three people in the Nameless Paradise gained a certain degree of favorability from the characters in the plot, and the people from the Bright Paradise, the Dark Paradise, and the False Paradise were a little embarrassed.

Because none of the regulators they met wanted to talk nonsense to you.

The fog on the last floor finally dissipated, revealing a square, in which there are only contractors from the [Survivors] camp.

The supervisors on the second floor can see each other, but the people on the first floor can't seem to find the second floor. Perhaps in their eyes, the second floor is shrouded in fog.

"Are new survivors coming?"

"There are a lot more toys..."

"Kill them all here, haha..."

A group of supervisors started to laugh, it seemed that the ones below were not human beings, but a group of toys that had just left the factory.

The mysterious owner of the manor began to speak, his voice came from a dilapidated radio.

"The banquet has begun. Everyone can enjoy the food and dance to their heart's content. In short, tomorrow is the beginning of the game..."

Then the radio blared, followed by a piece of music.

"Blinded by the dust of shattered memories

Bloody fire drowns a notorious

silent footsteps behind

The back of the girl curled up in the dark distance and cried

The traces of footprints are imprisoned
The sound of the heartbeat is bound by the cry of the crow

Midnight's Bell Awakening Talent Map Edge Escape
Under the puppet is the pain of lovesickness
Is there a real smile or a fake cry behind the clown mask?
Good and evil are competing to win and lose the answer is always turned a blind eye
Yellow lantern giants and ghosts wandering outside the window The story it's not over yet
Infinite loop story into accident

The sinking taboo ends and repeats

soul tearing in conflict

People always like to bet with themselves

But there's a traitor hidden in the subconscious
Another personality escapes the shackles, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster
If the culprit is always unclear

Is it you or me or he is self-salvation

When will the hidden ending be confused and confusing game end..."

Someone has already started dancing on the field, and her dance is like a flying butterfly, Michiko Red Butterfly.

……

"Mr. Zan Feng, can I invite you to dance? If there is a chance, maybe we can become partners..."

When the music started, Mary, the Red Lady, had already come to Feng Zan's side and sent an invitation.

"Really? It's my pleasure..."

Feng Zan took the little hand of the red lady Mary, put his left arm around the other's back, and began to dance ballroom dance.

"Mr. Zanfeng, will you kill someone?"

Mary, the red lady who was dancing quietly, suddenly raised her head and asked Feng Zan.

"Why do you ask that?"

Feng Zang asked softly.

"Because it's time to kill people starting tomorrow..."

Red Madam Mary replied with a smile.

"Really? I think I will."

Feng Zan nodded lightly and said.

"Mr. Zan Feng seems to have killed a lot of people, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have such a good smell..."

Saying that, Mrs. Hong suddenly approached and sniffed gently on Feng Zan's lapel, and said with a smile.

"I feel that the beautiful Miss Mary has also killed many people."

Feng Zan said the same.

"Your feeling is right, very keen feeling, I am more and more interested in you."

Madam Red nodded thoughtfully, and then moved her forehead to Feng Zang's mouth, meaning to kiss me.

Feng Zan knew that he should not refuse at this time, and kissing the forehead is very normal in the West, and even the custom in some places is to kiss the cheek.

Gently approaching, Feng Zan gently kissed Mrs. Hong's forehead.

"It turns out that this is the feeling of being kissed by a man. It's very interesting..."

　Music is the first anniversary of the fifth personality [Lost]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)