I won again lying down today [Zhongyingmei]

Early in the morning, the darkest time of the day, is also the coldest time in the forest.

The howling cold wind blew past with the airflow from time to time, bringing a biting coldness, this chill was like a knife, and it was like sharp ice and snow, almost cutting off a layer of human flesh, and even freezing human vitality.

Standing in the unbearable cold wind, everyone at the gate of the castle looked ugly.

The castle in front of me looks old, majestic and majestic, full of the sense of precipitation brought by history and time. Even if the tone is depressive and dark, it does not make people feel emotions such as fear.

Compared with other worlds, horror hospitals, elevator horror, which often have a high impact on vision, this is actually a friendly start.

So at the beginning, when they arrived at the castle through the rest area, even though they still maintained enough vigilance for the ssr copy in their hearts, everyone's spirits actually couldn't help but relax.

The person playing the role of the witch is a beautiful girl, holding a magic wand unique to witches in her hand. She seems to be quiet and always silent, but she is the first to relax and is sitting silently resting at the door.

The actors of the monster and the devil seem to be friends. They are two tall and strong young people, laughing at each other's weird body transformed by skills.

The angel is a young man with a quiet temperament. He has beautiful white wings and lowered his eyebrows. He stands alone. Even if he doesn't speak, he still has a holy meaning.

The human teenager was squatting on the ground, his brown hair curled up in a mess. He stared blankly at the bosses who had skill cards, and then lowered his head to look at himself who didn't have any use. A grievance appeared on the baby's face.

He glanced around and noticed that Wen Wen was standing there, not talking much, but a very reliable gentle and wise man. After thinking for a while, he didn't speak, but eagerly leaned over and squatted at the person's feet.

The intention is very obvious - the wise man is a good person at first glance, and he is not as cold as the angel. Even if he doesn't get along with him, he can always get to know him.

It was very easy to perceive what was in the mind of the young man beside him. Charleston paused, and his penetrating gaze slowly swept across the group of people around him.

He thought for a while, backed away a little, let out the warm area where he was standing, and accepted the young man who was friendly to him, then raised his beautiful blue eyes full of worry, and looked towards the majestic and tall castle again.

An entire hour had passed, and the castle that was supposed to accept outsiders showed no sign of opening. Instead, the gate was closed tightly, showing a gesture of rejection.

This is obviously not a normal phenomenon for an already opened copy.

Charles looked up for a while, his eyes were already sour, but he still couldn't see anything.

What's it like inside?What is going on in this world?What happened?

He didn't know, and there was always a strange energy preventing him from finding the answer.

Charles stretched out his cold fingertips, closed his eyes, and nodded the sour corners of his eyes helplessly.

A long time has passed since he discovered that his friend's consciousness had been seized, and he followed the strange energy field to find this place.

Charles is not sure what Eric looks like now, and what he has encountered. He just hopes that things will not become uncontrollable.

Such uncertain thoughts lingered in his mind from time to time, making him helpless. Waiting for an hour in the cold wind did not seem so unbearable.

It's just that to others, it's clearly not the case.

Both devils and monsters have bad tempers. At first, they were excited by the strange energy they had obtained, so they didn't care about the cold wind in the forest.

But now, they seemed to have calmed down, and their complexions became less pretty.

The monster is a little more impatient.

Holding a huge figure that was barely visible, he rushed to the gate angrily, swung his blessed fist with surging energy, and smashed it on the iron gate of the castle.

"Quickly open the door, what's going on?!" He said this, as if he had forgotten that in other worlds, for unarmed humans, NPCs were absolutely inviolable existences.

And as he got angry, after a while, he could still faintly see the delicate outline of his face, but he couldn't see clearly at all, turning into a cloud of blurred black mist.

The devil stood behind him and laughed loudly, the angel looked at him in surprise, the witch remained motionless, and the wise man showed a little worry.

Humans... Humans were so frightened to death that they almost hugged the wise man's thigh and wept bitterly.

As if in response to the farce at the door, after a while, when the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the castle, there were unhurried footsteps at the door.

The stern-faced blond butler came out, the corners of his lips were pursed rigidly, and he was wearing a complicated dress that couldn't be more decent.

He saw the monster whose face was blurred to the point of disfigurement, a little sarcasm flashed quickly in the dark eyes, and his voice was cold.

Although it was a decent word, he didn't seem to have a trace of respect when he said it: "Welcome distinguished guests from afar, please come with me, I hope the guests can have a pleasant journey during this trip."

"By the way..." When he led the people to the rose garden, he suddenly stopped and reminded, "Don't touch the roses in the castle."

In the Survival Stream Dungeon, although what the NPC said is not entirely credible, it may sometimes be a necessary rule and a condition for life-saving.

There are no rookies who can join the ssr copy. Therefore, although their demeanors are different for a while, everyone will keep this sentence in their hearts.

When Ulysses entered the restaurant with guests from afar...

Ah Yan... Ah Yan was chatting with the crazy Eric again, and touched his hair by the way.

Today's Eric didn't know what happened. Looking at the delicious food prepared by the chef, he suddenly thought of his good brother Charles who was living outside.

He looked at his motionless legs sadly, and said softly and lowly: "He took someone away and never came back. I don't know where he is now."

"actually, I……"

Ah Yan tried his best to eat, and when he heard this familiar and sad topic, he couldn't help but "wow".

"I know." She was full, wiped her mouth, put her hands on her knees earnestly, tilted her head to look at Eric, and said sincerely, "Actually, you never blamed him."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The mouthful Ah Yan looked at Eric in horror.

The neuropathy had already been amused by her, and she couldn't hold back her gentle face, and smiled sinisterly.

After a pause, he put down the knife and fork, and said slowly and clearly: "Yes, I will forgive him, and he will come back."

Ah Yan rested his chin, playing with the small tape on the top of the sweater, and at the same time approving him sincerely. While talking, Eric stopped suddenly and looked at the door.

A soft smile appeared on his lips again, as if to welcome: "The guests have arrived."

Ah Yan blinked and looked towards the door.

Following Ulysses' invitation gesture, the first to enter was a brown-haired boy with a baby face and a frightened look on his face.

Although he has a tall body, his too young face always makes him look very harmless. With the pitiful expression on his face, he looks very playful.

Ah Yan couldn't help laughing, the baby-faced boy turned his head sharply, saw her, and also saw the prince of the old castle with soft eyes beside her.

It was obviously very friendly, but for some reason, the baby face only glanced at Eric, and then turned his head in a hurry, as if he was very scared.

But when he saw Ah Yan, he hesitated and smiled at her shallowly.

Ah Yan blinked, not knowing if it was an illusion of anger, and felt that the relationship between the two of them was drawn closer, like good friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

Next came the witch and the angel, who didn't seem to speak much, but silently followed Ulysses' guidance to their seats.

The devil and the monster still had a flamboyant smile on their lips, but facing the Prince of the Castle, at least they restrained themselves a bit.

It was the Wise Man who entered last, and in fact, the Devil and the Monster had wanted him to advance, to scout the way for them, but Ulysses had stopped him.

Even the face of the steward when he invited the wise man in for the castle's first breakfast had these impolite hesitations.

After hesitating and staying for too long, Ah Yan couldn't help but look up, and Eric's face sank rapidly.

He snorted.

The wise man walked in.

Ah Yan fell off the stool with a plop.

Eric's dinner plate made a harsh sound instantly.

Ulysses was a little embarrassed, and he covered his face helplessly.

In fact, as the butler of His Royal Highness, although he has not experienced Charles' defection, of course he knows what he looks like.

The rest of the people didn't know, so they looked at the wise man who was slowly entering the door, only to find that he was also looking at the gloomy prince with a worried look. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

The prince's gentle appearance could no longer be maintained, and his handsome face was dripping black.

He tensed his jaw and looked at the wise man coldly. After a while, he sneered and uttered a strange voice with unknown meaning: "You are Charles? Are you back?"

Charles didn't know why, and couldn't help frowning when he heard his question.

But seeing his friend's vicious look as if he was about to tear people apart in the next second, he vaguely realized that this was a very important question, so he nodded slowly in cooperation.

The voice is comfortable and gentle: "Yes... I'm Charles, Eric, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Eric didn't know what to think, and suddenly became annoyed, and broke a glass with his hand.

He stood up and said fiercely and coldly: "No, you are not him, a counterfeit."

As he said that, he seemed to be unable to bear the scene any longer, and prepared to leave.

Only when I got to the door, I remembered my own settings, and said coldly to the people in the restaurant, except for Little Rose, that there were different colors in the restaurant: "I don't need you to do anything, just remember and work hard to survive."

The faces of everyone who heard the voice froze.

Ah Yan was already in a daze, and wanted to chase after him, but he heard Eric talking to himself violently: "How is it possible, Charles is sinister and cruel, and does a lot of evil, how can he laugh like this, how could he be Charles?"

"Counterfeit!"

Ah Yan: ...you are sick.

After thinking about it, he sat down tiredly and looked at the professor with a doubtful face.

Forget it, go after Eric, it's better to stay and let the professor brain me.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Xi Chao 10 bottles; 221B guests 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Professor: Life is full of doubts.

Wow, has the temperature dropped recently? Hug the little angels! .,,