I rely on force value to clear the dungeon [unlimited]

The hostess twitched the corners of her mouth to show a weird smile, then turned and went upstairs.

Xiaoling turned sideways and asked in a low voice: "Do you think she will drag Wu Chenglei's body down later?"

The murderous aura on the hostess is too heavy, making people have to think of some bad things.

Feng Congmian didn't speak, but Li Jiaxun answered in a low voice: "Fortunately, I wasn't the last one to be found. Now it seems that winning the game is not a good thing..."

Soon the hostess brought Wu Chenglei down.

Wu Chenglei, who was following behind the hostess, was a little scared at first, but after gathering with the large army, he seemed to gain confidence, and there was no fear on his face.

Dudu, who had been pouted all the time, was unhappy when she saw that her mother had found her, and she suddenly laughed. She jumped in front of Wu Chenglei: "You are so good at playing hide-and-seek, I can't even find you."

In real life, Wu Chenglei is a small executive of the company, and he is usually used to being flattered by others, so he suddenly looks complacent.

What an idiot, Xiaoling looked sarcastic.

Dudu then said happily: "I like people who are good at playing games. It would be great if you could stay and play hide-and-seek with me!"

An An, who came out of the corner, also smiled, her lips were completely bloodless, and her smile was even more weird.

"Sister, if he is our doll, he can stay with us forever."

"But his eyes are not big enough, he's so ugly. If they were bigger, he would be a beautiful doll, right? Mom." Dudu tugged at the hem of her mother's skirt.

There was malice in the innocent voice.

The hostess looked down at Dudu: "Yes, my precious daughter."

This weird dialogue made everyone feel scared, especially Wu Chenglei, his expression froze: "Hehe, kids really like to fly around."

Finally, the hostess gave him a gloomy look, then lowered her head and said to the two little girls, "Let's go, it's time to read at noon."

Watching the three of them walk away, the others dared to speak up.

Li Fan spared his head: "Angkor, where are you hiding?"

Xiaomei couldn't see her boyfriend's humble appearance the most, so she stretched out her hand and pinched him.

Li Fan smiled at his girlfriend flatteringly, and he could see that he cared about his girlfriend's mood, so he straightened his back immediately.

Seeing that Wu Chenglei had no intention of answering, Li Rongrong stood behind Huang Duoqian and asked coquettishly: "Yes, Angkor, why haven't you been found?"

Hearing this soft questioning, Wu Chenglei suppressed the discomfort in his heart just now, and his eyes became blank again: "I just hid in the small attic on the top floor, and that little girl didn't go to my place at all. Look, it's too easy for a child to find you so..."

He didn't say the last word, but the meaning of disgust was obvious.

Hearing the word "little attic", Xiaoling turned her head to look at him, and pressed her fingertips thoughtfully.

Xiaomei cut and turned around and left. Li Fan originally wanted to ask more questions, but when he saw his girlfriend leaving, he could only catch up quickly.

"Go back and catch up on sleep, Xiao Jia, please do your best."

Xiaoling patted Li Jiaxun on the shoulder, and called out his alias.

It's no fun staying any longer, it's better to go to the room to practice "weapons"

Xiaoling dragged Feng Congmian back to the room for a stroll, Feng Congmian looked down at the hand being pulled, and left without saying anything.

Li Jiaxun who was left alone looking for the doll: "?"

How come there is a feeling of being abandoned by parents.

Xiaoxiao who was next to him made up the knife in surprise: "Xiao Jia, I thought you and those two handsome guys were teammates?"

Li Ting nodded: "It turns out that you broke through the level alone, you have to work harder."

Li Jiaxun: Hehe.

No one found the doll in the castle until they returned to their room at nine o'clock in the evening.

After searching around to no avail, Li Jiaxun sat on the sofa and muttered to himself: "This rag doll may not be a rag doll in the traditional sense, but a rag doll that has a relationship with castles."

"No, maybe there is some mechanism hiding the doll in the castle. We still need to know what happened in this castle."

Xiaoling leaned on the bed, stretching her long legs casually: "Do you think the ghosts in this realm will do something tonight?"

He didn't want to waste his brain, he just wanted to find the ghost quickly and kill it.

"Well, someone will die tonight." At that time, there was a strong murderous aura in the hall, and it was destined to be bloody tonight.

Feng Congmian stood in front of the window with his back facing him. Even though he seemed to stand casually, his body was straight as if measured by a ruler. This is the code of conduct engraved in his bones, and every muscle contains huge explosive power.

Xiaoling lowered her eyes, indifferent to the upcoming tragedy.