Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

The manor is quiet at night, and the servants have all fallen asleep. In the dark hall, only the white candle is burning slightly, performing its unique work.

"boom!"

"Grumbling..."

A strange sound broke the usual silence, and a man rolled down the stairs and hit the wall.

"Cheng Mingjie, get out of the way!"

Cheng Mingjie's pupils shrank suddenly, and he rolled and crawled to one side before he could feel the pain in his body.

Above, two people jumped down the stairs holding two other people and quickly stepped aside.

Peng Zhan protected Zhang Shang and couldn't help but look towards the second floor.

At the stairway on the second floor, Zhang Xia was fully armed, wearing a black tight-fitting combat uniform and transparent goggles. A blue light flashed in the mirror, constantly analyzing Rose's weaknesses and making corresponding offensive and defensive suggestions.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he held two scimitars tightly in both hands. He turned sideways to dodge the rose's attack, aimed at the most vulnerable part of the flower stem marked in the goggles, and cut off suddenly.

"Bang~"

The rose fell to the ground, instantly withered and died.

Zhang Xia looked at the roses coming one after another, with her scimitars crossed and held in front.

'Ping——'

He was knocked backward, but behind him was the staircase!

He swept away the people who had arrived on the first floor, pushed the scimitar upwards, and temporarily pushed the rose away. Then he inserted the scimitar back into his waist, jumped to the side, grabbed the stair railing, exerted strength in his hands, and quickly retracted his body. , stepped over the handrail and jumped straight down.

"bang"

Zhang Xia stood up and took Zhang Shang from Peng Zhan's arms. Peng Zhan used his free hands, aimed at the ceramic dolls gathered on the first floor, and smashed each one with one palm.

"Bang bang bang..."

However, the restoration speed of ceramic dolls is too fast. If you smash one, the previous one will be restored. No matter how hard you beat it, you can't finish it.

……

"Who knows where the housekeeper's room is??" Ni Yuyan collapsed and shouted.

They have run through all the servant rooms and have been chased by monsters for more than an hour. If this continues, no amount of energy will be useless!

"boom!"

The rose was smashed, the ceramic dolls swarmed, Zhang Xia's scimitar was slashed, the rose was broken, the dolls were broken and scattered on the ground.

Song Nan gasped for breath, and he, Zhang Shang and Cheng Mingjie were protected by everyone in the middle.

Zhang Shang's face was gloomy, and his eyes swept through the corridors: "The first floor is the servant room, utility room, living room and dining room, and the second floor is the master bedroom, second bedroom, guest bedroom and other places where high-status guests live. The housekeeper is not here. The first floor, the second floor does not suit his status, and after spending the past few days together, it seems that he does not seem like someone who would break basic etiquette..."

Song Nan was stunned for a moment, hugged the puppet in his hand tightly, and looked at Zhang Shang unconsciously. Seeing his similar gaze, both of them were shocked and said in unison: "The butler is the owner of the manor! His room is on the second floor! "

Hearing this, Peng Zhan looked up to the second floor. From the first floor, he could clearly see the room above. Stones fell from the ceiling connected to the steel bars, and rose stems were entangled in them, breaking the stones. The gravels fell one after another. Is there a place for people to stand.

There is nothing you can do about it, there are too many roses, and their attack methods are extremely cruel. Some even like to drill directly into the wall to catch them by surprise.

"How to get up here?" Ni Yuyan was a little troubled, "It's full of rose stems. If the thorns prick the skin, the toxins will penetrate into the body."

Peng Zhan frowned, sweat dripped from his temples, and the skirt of his clothes was already soaked with sweat, making it uncomfortable to stick to his body.

He glanced at Zhang Xia with a solemn expression: "Zhang Xia, I'll send you up, can you clear the way?"

Zhang Xia raised his hand to block the attack. The black combat uniform clung to his skin, outlining his figure. The muscles were not exaggerated, nor did they appear thin. They were just right. The hot sweat soaked the clothes, making them It looks explosive and indescribably sexy.

He smiled brightly, glanced at the wriggling flower stems above, and responded seriously: "Leave it to me."

Peng Zhan nodded and moved to his side: "Ni Yuyan, you take my place first, it only takes ten seconds."

Ni Yuyan frowned, and she had to agree even if she didn't agree. She immediately moved up to his position, and immediately most of the pressure fell on her head, which made her feel a little tired.

Peng Zhan noticed her situation and had to speed up, grabbed Zhang Xia by the collar and threw him to the second floor.

Zhang Xia bared his teeth and flew into the air on the second floor. The roses that had been lurking for a long time suddenly jumped out from all directions and attacked the people in the air.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, placed the scimitar on his feet, and used it as a platform to jump up to avoid the attack. Then he exerted force on his waist and leaned back like a fish.

"Susu..."

Rose quickly reversed direction and struck again.

Zhang Xia gripped the scimitar tightly, turned sideways, and cut off most of the roses. However, before he landed, a rose quietly sprang out of the ground at an extremely tricky angle.

His pupils shrank, his left hand moved down, and the scimitar was pressed against his abdomen.

"Ping—"

"boom!"

Zhang Xia spat out a mouthful of blood and smashed her body into the ground.He gritted his teeth, raised his right hand, and cut off the flower stem.

He staggered to his feet, looked at the roses that had gathered again, and chuckled: "Oh, it's endless."

Zhang Xia suppressed her smile, took out a red electronic button, took a step back, barely avoiding the rose, and took the opportunity to attach the electronic button to the stem.

He covered his mouth and coughed, and a trace of blood spilled from his fingers.

Zhang Xia bared his teeth, opened the door next to him, rolled in and rubbed hard with his thumb and middle finger, making a crisp snap.

"Oh!"

The explosion started, and the rustling sound outside the door disappeared, and it was considered quiet.

Zhang Xia took out the healing potion, drank it indiscriminately, wiped the transparent liquid that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, opened the drooping door, stepped on the withered flower stems that were burning, stood in front of the big hole in the floor on the second floor, and looked down at the struggling people on the first floor. The man smiled brightly: "It's temporarily settled, come up quickly."

Seeing this, Peng Zhan picked up Song Nan and threw it towards Zhang Xia.

Zhang Xia caught Song Nan, put it down gently, and then continued to catch the next one until Peng Zhan was the only one left.

Peng Zhan looked around, and his eyes finally settled on the ceramic doll.

He picked up a handful of dolls and threw them onto the rose stems. Then he stepped on the ceramic dolls, jumped up with all his strength, and grabbed the exposed steel bars falling from the ceiling. His body swayed back and forth. He felt that the strength was almost gone, and he immediately let go, flying in the air. It rotated 180° and hit the floor of the second floor.

"bang"

Zhang Xia helped him up and walked towards the deepest room.

As soon as they came up, they began to check each room, and found that except for the innermost door, all other doors were affected by the explosion. The door was scorched black, but that door remained intact and unusually new.

It's not that they didn't consider whether it was too far away, but the carpet in front of the room was burned black and curled up, which only meant that this room was very special, as if it was surrounded by a barrier.

"Susu..."

Behind him, the movement of roses sounded again.

Everyone didn't have time to think too much and ran straight to the door.

Song Nan took the handle, turned it, and surprisingly easily opened the door.

When Ni Yuyan saw him, she protected him and rushed into the room. Others rushed in one after another, bumping into each other and piled up at the door. It was extremely tragic.

The rose was still sprinting until it reached the door, lingering unsteadily for a long time before it drooped unwillingly.

Some of them were placed at the door as rose decorations; some of them integrated with the ground and turned into the appearance of the floor, restoring it to the state it had been carefully cleaned before the battle; some of them turned into carpets, spreading the slightest floral fragrance on the ground.

When everyone saw this scene, their scalps went numb. They never imagined that roses could directly turn into floors and carpets.

"Have we stepped on this thing before??" Peng Zhan exclaimed.

Song Nan did not stop at the door, but tilted his head to observe the room.

The room was completely white and completely different from the other rooms.

There was only one white bed in the room. The window next to the bed occupied almost the entire wall. Opposite the window was a wall-sized mirror, which seemed to double the size of the room.

The ground is filled with various jointed dolls. Facing the mirror, the dolls are delicate and well-behaved, with dull eyeballs and no sense of flexibility. Compared with the dolls in his arms, one is "alive" and the other is "dead". ".

Song Nan swallowed unconsciously, not daring to look directly at the dolls, so he withdrew his gaze and turned to the other side. Unexpectedly, he froze, took a step back suddenly, and looked at the wall beside the door in horror.

There are small wrist joints and ankle joints embedded in the wall. The joints move in different ways, all facing him, densely packed, and indescribably scary.

"Fuck!" Ni Yuyan couldn't help but swore, her face flushed, and she pointed her hand at the wall, "This, this... is so disgusting! No, I'm going to suffer from trypophobia!"

Everyone stood up, moved away from the wall, and walked into the range of the mirror.

Song Nan was stunned and unconsciously looked at himself in the mirror. His eyes gradually became blurry. The next second, he in the mirror turned into an exquisite doll.

"Ah!" Lu Qiao shouted, pointing at himself in the mirror, "I just turned into a doll!"

Song Nan frowned, looking at the empty people in the mirror, feeling that something was missing.

He was confused, looking down at the doll in his arms, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

Why didn't the mirror reflect Si Bai?

"Om~"

The deep voice resounded in their minds, and everyone was shocked. Then, the light in their pupils disappeared, and they all fell to the floor in a daze.

"clatter"