Escape from the Sly Door [Unlimited Stream]

Old John couldn't help squinting his eyes as he watched the gradually formed figures on the drawing paper. He has been painting for 30 years, but he has never painted such a picture. The people on the picture scroll all have the same black hair and black eyes. The big one is as handsome as a forest, the small one is as beautiful as a ghost, and the big nobleman kisses the back of the young man's hand reverently, which is surprisingly harmonious.

If the realism didn't allow it, he really wanted to stick two wings behind the two, one must look like an angel, and the other must look like a devil.

Shen Shen was a little embarrassed when he saw the finished painting, but Silaire seemed very satisfied, bouncing around and followed the artist to polish it.

Shen Mo had nothing to do with this brat, and when he came out of the study, it was finally quiet outside, and Mo Mo thought of Chen Xingren on the third floor, so he took advantage of the chaos to meet him.

Both of them stayed in the storage building on the third floor, as if they both knew that if they went out and were found to end badly, they would hide honestly.

Turn on the recording function of the phone, press the play button, and the hysterical voice inside is Catherine.

"Is this the voice?"

Chen Xingren listened carefully three times and shook his head.

Nod in silence.

"Mr. Shen Xiao." Chen Xing raised his head.

Silently looked over:?

Now it is inconvenient for both of them to go out, it seems that the only person who can find the target is silence.

"That Earl Silaire seems to like you very much." Chen Xing thought of the little boy's performance towards silence, which made them a little uneasy.

"Oh, him," Shen Mo shook his head helplessly thinking of Silaire's smile when he heard Hua Huahao just now, "He has been alone for a long time, and he is actually just a child."

Chen Xing and Ren Ran looked at each other, they always felt that this was not the case.

In fact, both of them thought that the target might be this strange earl, but Mo Mo obviously didn't think so, and they couldn't say much, so they could only ask, "Shall we go to the prison to take a look sometime?"

Ren Ran quickly interfaced: "If the countdown starts, it will be troublesome."

He murmured silently, "I'll go and have a look when I have the chance." The two of them may not know that there is another place besides this place, there are eight people in the first castle, and no one knows where the first dead will be born.

Maybe he has time to return to the first castle.

Shen Mo left the storage room when he thought about it, but he didn't expect to run into two people who were chattering when he came down.

"Brydon, why don't you want to marry me? My reputation has been tarnished by you. If you reject me so ruthlessly, can I still see people in the future? It's better to die!"

"Catherine, you know what's going on..."

"No, no, I don't know, I just know, I love you."

"No no, Catherine, ask your heart, is it me you love? No, you love yourself, you love the name Cyrel..."

"Brydon, how can you say that about me...I see, it's because of Elizabeth, right...you love her, so you don't want to marry me."

"No, Catherine, it has nothing to do with the lady."

"Oh, it's ridiculous, do you still think of her as your wife? Whose wife is yours?"

"Catherine!"

Shen Mo looked at the quarrel between the two, and was about to leave when an angry Catherine saw him, as if she had been broken into a predicament, Catherine completely lost her demeanor, lost her mind in an instant, and rushed up to slap Shen Mo with one hand.

Seeing the slap that was about to fall, Mo Mo had no intention of avoiding it.

Because he had a guess in his mind.

Silaire has a heartbeat... what about the other nobles?

Are these... living people or ghosts?After all, this is a strange world after all, how could there be living people living in it?Unless... This place is like a loop, like an endless loop, like a classic movie, a movie called Horror Cruise, which he saw when he was working in a restaurant.

If these are "living people", then as long as he finds the "ghost" without a heartbeat, that must be the target.That's why he felt that Silaire was not the target.What he was looking for was a ghost, definitely not a person with a heartbeat.

But the slap didn't fall, it was intercepted, and it was intercepted by Braden.

Braden looked angry: "Catherine, are you crazy? He is the bride of Silaire, you want to touch him?! Have you thought about the consequences?"

"Silaire, is the surname Silaire so arrogant? Do you think I'm not worthy of the surname Silaire? I can't compare to Elizabeth in any way. In terms of beauty and temperament, am I so inferior to her?" ? Do you think I am powerful? I am vain? No, it is her who is vain, it is her, and, there is this person."

The arrow points to Silence again.

Shen Mo stood there speechless, it seemed that the "people" in the entire castle did not welcome him.

Catherine's loud voice finally made everyone in the castle come out.

Including Silaire.

Catherine seemed to have no scruples, as if she had abandoned her modesty and demeanor as a "lady" and a nobleman, she was ready to give up everything and yelled in public.

"Why, why can you all laugh at me at will, am I low? No, I am nobler than any of you present, am I low? Who is cleaner than the other, even if I don't climb up to Xilai Er, will I not be able to marry? You are afraid of him, but I am not afraid of him." This obviously refers to Cyril.

"Aren't you just afraid of the witch's curse?" Catherine laughed with a crazy look on her face, "I am no longer Mrs. Silaire, this curse has nothing to do with me, you are all laughing at me, thinking that I am overwhelmed, that I am wishful thinking, And you, you Oriental pig."

Catherine looked at everyone present, and pointed her sharp eyes at the blond nobleman. Today, she wants to express all her resentment. This place has given her all the humiliation... "My lord, hahahaha, what a lord , how did you get your identity? Your title is just the glory obtained by relying on the filth of your ancestors, and your current status is all due to the contribution of Xilaier. Do you think the nobles can’t see it or your Majesty doesn’t know?” His eyes moved to Catherine's eyes flashed on Elizabeth, her own sister.

"Elizabeth, sometimes I really envy you. You got everything I want, love, power, wealth... But... these things, are they yours?" These words made everyone's expressions change drastically. , Catherine twitched her lips, "Won't you be awakened by guilt one night?"

"Catherine!" Elizabeth didn't even have time to pull up her hair, anger and panic appeared on her delicate face.

Catherine looked a little funny, "Who doesn't know all this, my dear sister, why do you have to hide it, I don't know about the scandal you did, or the Marquis didn't know, or this newcomer didn't know? "

Silence bowed his head in silence.

Elizabeth glanced at the black-haired youth in embarrassment.

If it wasn't for finding the target, Shen Mo really didn't want to watch this farce.

"Old Marquis." Catherine pointedly looked at the two old men who came out wearing shawls.

"You are placating me on the surface, but in fact you must be laughing at me in your heart. Do you think I am not worthy of Brandon? Do you think I am wishful thinking... You are not looking for a partner for your children, you are just looking for something to use, to use us sisters .”

"And you."

Shen Mo looked up, and finally it was his turn.

Catherine looked at Silence with a look of jealousy and sarcasm.

"You are the poorest poor, with the dirtiest blood flowing on your body, why can you cling to Silaire, and why hide behind and laugh at us as nobles? Is it because Silaire has taken a fancy to you? ..."

Charlene Silaire's face was already dark.

Catherine quickly turned to the boy and said bluntly: "Earl Silaire, do you really think this young man loves you? He just fell in love with your power and your protection. You thought he was with you Different? No, you are wrong, he is more shameful than us, is such a person worthy of your blessing? Is it worth you to violate our noble blood for him?"

Shen Mo raised his eyes to meet the dark eyes of the boy in the upper corner.

The two bright red lips turned extremely pale at some point... Shen Mo suddenly felt flustered.

The next moment, there was a "puchi".

The earl spit out a mouthful of bright red blood in front of everyone. The blood soaked through those two lips, and the color of the lips became as bright red as blood again.

"Silaire." Mo Mo took a step forward worriedly.

The Marquis strode forward and was about to push the young man away.

"Don't touch him," cried Silaire.

Marquis Silaire's hand was frozen in mid-air.

The old Marquis looked at the silent Oriental in horror, and finally couldn't help but say something.

"You are not of my race..."

"Brother." The boy shouted, threw his crutches, and stretched out his hands to the young man precariously, refusing to pay attention to everyone present.

"Brother, let's go."

Silently pursing his lips, he raised his foot and walked towards Silaire.

That night, Catherine died in the Castle of Constantine. The whole body was skinned, as if she had been stripped of her pride, and the whole skin was hung at the gate of the castle.

There are some ugliness and truths, even if everyone knows it well, they still choose to whitewash the peace.

The people in the castle thought that it was other nobles who killed Catherine. After all, she exposed everyone's evil deeds, but the next morning, Elizabeth died in the bathroom, as if asleep. When the maid found out, Looking down, she found that her lower body was bleeding... There was only one thing missing from the whole body... The death of two people in succession was so horrific, which plunged the entire castle into a terrifying atmosphere.

Standing in front of the window silently, looking at the night outside the castle, it was almost early morning, but the manor was full of dark blue flowers, and you could see that gorgeous figure from such a distance, the petals were blue, and the middle was white, Seen from a distance, it is white, blue, white and blue, exuding a faint cold light, dotted in the darkness, swaying, noble and strange, I haven't seen it a few days ago, but now it is open, like a messenger from the dark, In the extradition of dead souls.

"Isn't it nice?" A low voice came from behind.

Shen Mo turned to look at the pale boy on the bed.

"This flower can only be seen here." Silaire said with a smile.The Earl's skin had always been fair, but his lips were very red in his impression. Now that he was sick, even his lips were pale.

Shen Mo walked to the bedside, he felt that the flower was very similar to Cyrel, dark blue and almost black, mysterious and noble.

Stretch out your hand to check the boy's forehead, he didn't have a fever, now there is a turmoil outside, only Silaire is lying motionless on the bed, and no one comes to visit him, let alone a servant to deliver medicine to him, Silence just needs to go out and mention Silaire , everyone is avoiding it.

Why did it become like this... The Sly Hands didn't die, the people who died first turned out to be the people in the castle...

Catherine's death seemed to kick off a bloody start, and Elizabeth and the servants in the castle began to die one after another.

Mo Mo went to the dark prison in the early morning, and the Sly Hands were still alive. He planned to go to the first castle again in the afternoon.

The little count was lying on the bed, as if he had no sense of the tragedies in the outside world, and just stretched out his hand when the young man was about to get up.

"Brother, will you leave me?"

Silence looked down at Silaire.

In fact, he wanted to ask a question.

You, will you die?

There's no need to keep silent, the young master spoke by himself.

There was a pale smile on the corner of Silaire's mouth, "Actually, brother, you don't have to stay with me for a long time, even if you don't like me, you can stay with me for two years."

Shen Mo opened his eyes wide, but his heart softened. He slowly sat back on the bed and held the boy's hand.

"Why two years?"

Silaire looked at the overlapping hands of the two without speaking.

"You don't mean to soften my heart on purpose so that you can trick me into staying here, right?" the young man said suddenly.

Silaire was almost so angry that he died on the spot.

"Hmph." The young master snorted loudly, turned around and turned his back to the young man.