The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"You have to be careful, kid. You should also pay more attention. Don't let yourself be sold out by your close ones again. There will be no adults to protect you this time." Throwing away the cigar, Wang Longzhao stepped the scarlet cigarette butt into the dirt. He touched the stubble on his chin with his rough fingertips and spoke to Qin Jue with a hint of warning and amusement.

He hadn't figured out the rules of the game yet, so he didn't have time to argue with Qiao Yi Zhong, but he also didn't want the other party to confuse right and wrong.

Then, without waiting for everyone to react, the other party started walking towards the ancient castle in the distance.

Zhao Yiyao also followed Wang Longzhao's footsteps and walked closely.

"Kid, don't get too close to them. Have you heard about the big case in the city recently? They were the ones arrested by the police!" Qiao Yi Zhong lowered his voice and argued with Qin Jue.

"By the way, I... don't know your name yet. In the Qiao family, you should be called Achen, but I think you won't be used to it." Lies are often the most trustworthy when they are wrapped in the truth.

In the past, Qiao Yi Zhong had skillfully used this kind of rhetoric to deceive the Qiao family many times and helped Qiao Yueyang cover up many dirty things.

However, Yue Yang was a useless person. Even though he helped to cover up the matter, he still made no progress and ultimately failed to get permission to join the company.

Yue Qing is such a coward, it’s better not to mention him.

In the end, neither of his two children could be trusted!

"Qin Jue, just do as you please." Qin Jue walked forward holding an umbrella, without paying too much attention to the two 'uncles' beside him.

But in the high-pressure environment and weird atmosphere of the game, the two of them didn't care about these details at the moment.

With the scimitar in his hand, Qin Jue played with it casually, and occasionally looked into the distance at the sea of ​​flowers growing in the hazy fog and the tilted tombstones everywhere with a vigilant look.

Looking at the youthful steps in front of him, Qiao Yi Zhong couldn't help but compare him with Qiao Yueyang.

He was shocked to find that the child he had carefully nurtured, the future heir of the Qiao family, seemed to be no better than a child who grew up wildly in the barren soil of the wilderness.

He has clearly hired bodyguards to protect him, but he can't even make it through one copy. Yue Yang is really useless!

Qiao Yi Zhong sighed secretly and glanced at Qin Jue beside him with a bit of envy in his eyes.

If the person in front of him was his blood, he wouldn't have to be so worried.

pity……

He still failed. If nothing unexpected happened, the Qiao family would have known what he had done...

He could no longer get the things in the Qiao family that originally belonged to his father...but he found the last bloodline of the Qiao family.

Qiao Yi Zhong lowered his head and forced a smile, with a flash of fierceness in his eyes.

What he can't get, no one else can get.

The velvety red roses receive the rain and dew, trembling in the wind and rain. The delicate petals seem to have no one to rely on. It is worth hugging each other and drawing strength for growth.

When a few people passed by, the flower stems swayed, and the water droplets between the leaves and petals fell, moistening the dark red soil.

The humming that came from nowhere floated in the wind from afar. The distant and ethereal voice seemed to be a blur. With a slight touch, it would blend into the air and disappear completely.

That unknown ballad had a strange and beautiful melody, like a sweet love song, but every word contained a sharp knife, and the sighing tone made people feel cold all over.

With their attention focused on the vague humming, Qiao Yi Zhong and Yang Qing, who were walking through the sea of ​​flowers, did not notice the slightly bulging mounds of earth on both sides that seemed to be about to break through the ground.

We safely passed through the sea of ​​flowers and arrived in front of an old castle covered with weeds. The moss on the steps was still green, and the old and rusty iron door made a hoarse, whimpering sound when we pushed it gently.

The iron door covered with vines automatically popped open, rotated half a circle around the axis, and fell to the other side with a dull sound.

The sky darkened and the rain gradually subsided. The heavy wooden door at the main entrance suddenly opened from the inside. In the surprised eyes of everyone, a maid in an apron appeared at the main entrance holding an oil lamp.

"Dear guest who has come from afar, please come in, Master, we have been waiting for a long time."

She bent down, and the wrought iron lamp in her hand swayed with the movement, the flame flickering, reflecting the substantial shadow under the maid's feet.

After initially confirming that the person who suddenly appeared was a real person, several people secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, they did not dare to take it lightly and hesitated without taking any action.

As if she could see the hesitation of the few people, the maid smiled. Her round face had two small dimples, and she looked harmless under the warm light. She said, "The guests must be tired. We have already set out fine wine and fresh vegetables in the reception restaurant. Please come and have a look."

[Players are requested to enter the castle and complete the main storyline of the game. ]

What is the main plot of the game? The system didn't say, and no one knew, but once this mechanical voice appeared, they would be out of control.

Wang Longzhao, who was eager to unveil the game, was not afraid of the maid who suddenly appeared. He thought he had killed many people and the violent aura on his body was so strong that even ghosts would be afraid of it. How could he be afraid of a guide who seemed to have no attack power?

Having been controlled by the game twice in a row, Qiao Yi Zhong naturally knew the strange feeling of watching his body move. He did not want his body to be taken over by something unknown again, so he obeyed the system's arrangements and walked in.

Once there was one, there were two. Soon after, Yang Qing and Zhao Yiyao also walked in.

The quick steps they took seemed as if something in the sea of ​​flowers behind them was chasing them and trying to devour them.

It was Qin Jue who was left behind by them and fell last.

On the corridor covered with thick carpets, a maid led the way with a lamp, illuminating the dusty environment of the castle.

No one said a word, only the dull sound of their footsteps falling on the wool carpet whose original color could not be seen.

"Guest, please take a seat."

Pushing open an arched double door, the maid stood quietly by the door, spreading her hands and guiding the few people into the empty and spacious rectangular hall.

In the dim light, everyone could only see the long dining table and neatly arranged carved chairs.

Darkness was something very familiar to Wang Longzhao. He did not find it scary at all. He walked over, pulled out a chair and sat down.

After all, the journey from the town was not short. His legs were weak after having managed to hold on until now, and he needed to rest.

Next came the other three who were equally tired and followed suit and sat down.

"Sir, you may need a lamp." When Qin Jue passed by the maid, he stretched out his arm and handed over an oil lamp and placed it in front of him.

Turning around, he saw the round-faced maid winking at him, and then her figure disappeared into a corner of the castle.

Qin Jue knew this maid, he had met her not long ago, Song Wanyu.

Since the other party is here, Song Chenfeng should be here too. After all, the real murderer who harmed their parents is still alive.

The oil lamp was placed on a corner of a long table piled with leftovers. The shadow of the dinner plate cast by the light happened to fall on Qiao Yi Zhong's neck, forming a pattern of a ghost hand.

Qin Jue thought that the other party probably couldn't escape.