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

Xiaoling was dazed by this aggressive kiss, her face blushed, even the corners of her slightly raised eyes were red, she looked very attractive.

Feng Congmian felt the little guy in his arms go limp, and licked his lips heavily before letting him go.

Xiaoling panted softly with red eyes and looked like she had been bullied miserably, but she still leaned on him obediently.

Feng Congmian asked in a hoarse voice: "Do you hate me doing this?"

Before Xiaoling could react, she already answered obediently: "I don't hate it."

This feeling is as light as stepping on cotton candy made of clouds.

Feng Congmian let out a low laugh, and a sexy and hoarse voice slowly sounded in Xiaoling's ear: "It's not that I hate it, it's that I like it."

At this time, he was carrying a bit of a ruffian that he didn't usually have. It was the instinct in his bones that made him press hard on his little prey every step of the way.

Xiaoling raised her head, and suddenly bumped into those black ink-stained eyes.

Slowly returning to his senses, Xiaoling raised his hand and grabbed his collar to make him lower his head. The distance between the two of them narrowed again, but this time the dominant party changed.

Xiaoling pressed against Feng Congmian's ear lightly, and said slowly: "What do you want to do?"

A smile appeared in Feng Congmian's eyes. From Xiaoling's response to him just now, he knew that the other party was also interested in him, otherwise this little devil would have thrown him over his shoulder the moment he kissed him.

What do you want to do?The answer to this question is obvious, but in order to avoid the little guy's embarrassment, Feng Congmian changed his rhetoric: "I want to advance from a partner relationship to a more intimate relationship with you."

Xiao Ling let go of his collar: "Have you talked to anyone else?"

Feng Congmian's eyes were doting: "You are the first."

He was in the army before, and he was surrounded by smelly men. Even if he had admirers, he couldn't please him in front of him. Most people commented on him as being unkind like a machine.

Some people also speculated that his sexual orientation gave him boys, but he only felt that these people were as annoying as flies, so he beat them up and threw them out. Since then, no one with a wicked heart dared to approach him. For this reason, he has been made fun of by his team members many times.

Xiaoling was very satisfied with this answer, he raised his chin reservedly, like a proud little swan, he approved of Feng Congmian's idea.

Still a cute little swan with a red face.

With a slight enthusiasm on Feng Congmian's serious face, he rua'd this shy and proud little swan hundreds of times in his heart.

Of course, he didn't really touch Rua, but gently pecked and kissed the redness at the end of the boy's eyes.

When they came out from the dark place, Miao Li had already thrown the body and went back.

Xiaoling still remembered the business. He walked to the well and looked at the dark mouth of the well. The water inside was very deep. After the body was sunk, he couldn't see anything.

The ghosts in this world are only responsible for killing, not for aftermath. Miao Li didn't want to share a room with the corpse, so she came out to throw the corpse, and they met her.

Feng Congmian pulled the curious little guy away from the well.

Xiaoling raised her head and asked thoughtfully: "If she died because of that hairpin, do you think Vico will die tonight?"

Feng Congmian frowned: "Maybe, that hairpin is weird. This is the third Demon Realm, and no one should be so stupid as to take the things they picked up as treasures in their arms."

However, according to Miao Li's statement and the fact that the weird hairpin was found to be well hidden and well protected in the arms of the deceased, it can be concluded that the deceased did cherish the hairpin after picking it up.

It's almost like being bewitched by something.

Xiaoling didn't have the idea of ​​exploring the source of the hairpin, that was the job of the boundary breaker, he just needed to make sure that the hairpin was a condition for death.

They went back to the room and tacitly stopped mentioning the hairpin.

Xiaoling cautiously observed whether the hair stuck in the door hadn't moved at all, and made sure that no one had entered their room.

The moon has hung high on the branches, and everyone has returned to their respective rooms.

Xiaoling sat on the bed bored and watched Feng Congmian meticulously wipe her "weapon".

In this small town, as the old man said during the day, the townspeople rested early, and there was no entertainment at night, so it was silent.

In fact, dead silence is more appropriate for this kind of atmosphere.

"Why does the magic eye always restrict our travel at night?" Xiaoling asked with her chin propped up.

Feng Congmian said calmly, "Because night is the best time for ghosts to kill people."

After he finished speaking, he put away his knife, rolled Xiaoling into spring rolls with the quilt, and patted Xiao Chunjuan's head: "Sleep."

Xiao Chunjuan couldn't sleep, and protested.

But the protest was ineffective, Feng Congmian was like a conscientious old father: "Hey, go to bed early or you will be stuck in bed tomorrow."

And going to bed late is not good for children's health, he secretly added this sentence in his heart.

Xiaoling, who finally struggled out of the spring roll state, didn't know that she was completely treated like a child who refused to sleep, and after protesting again was invalid and was hugged, she obediently closed her eyes and did not speak.

bang bang bang.bang bang bang.bang bang bang.

A voice came from the depths of the hallway.

In the silence of the night, it is particularly infiltrating.

Xiaoling buried her head in Feng Congmian's arms and slept soundly, but woke up the moment the voice sounded.

He glanced up at the door blankly, thinking about the possibility that he would go straight out and shoot the noise maker right now.

Feng Congmian stroked Xiaoling's curly hair soothingly.

Xiaoling, who had been patted down, calmed down a little bit from getting up.

The voice was a little bulky, and it slowly approached their room.

The other players were also woken up. They trembled hearing this terrifying voice, praying frantically in their hearts that it would not stop at their door.

The voice passed by Xiaoling's room door without any pause.

Xiaoling wasn't scared at all and even commented in a mood: "It's like a zombie jumping on the floor."

The sound finally stopped.

Xiaoling was a little surprised, based on where it stopped and the sound, he could deduce who it was targeting tonight, but why was it her?

Miao Li had the same question as him at this time, she hid under the bed shaking like a sieve, crying crazily.

Why why why me? !Why did you stop at my door! !

It must be the wrong person, how could I trigger the death condition, I have been very quiet.

Miao Li listened to the noise outside, and was lucky.

it will leave right?

But unfortunately, her hope failed again, something outside the door politely knocked on the door.

The chilling knock on the door echoed throughout the house.

No one dared to open the door to find out, especially Miao Li who was knocked on the door.

She thinks she is brave, otherwise she would not dare to drag the corpse of her companion who is in the way to throw away, but under the pressure of such direct fear, her brain has almost lost the ability to think.

The ghost outside the door slowly stopped knocking without getting a response.

is it gone

Miao Li couldn't believe it, but there was indeed no sound outside the door, so she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

boom--

In the next second, the door was violently broken open.

Miao Li's eyes widened. Someone came in, but she could only see that person's skirt swaying from her sight.

The red skirt was broken, and it was covered with blood stains that had dried up long ago. At this time, following the jumping movements of the comer, the skirt swayed, revealing the tightly bound feet.

Those feet were bloodstained, and because they were bound by the hemp rope, they had to jump on the ground, but they were very fast, and they went from the door to the room in one fell swoop.

"One little mouse, two little mice... where are they?"

The woman was humming a song with an ax that kept dripping blood. Looking at the seemingly empty room, she couldn't find it by the bed, so she turned around and looked in the cabinet.

Miao Li was staring at the open door from under the bed. The ghost with the ax finally turned around and left the bed. Reason told her that she should sneak out of the room now.

But at this moment, it took all her strength and courage to cover her mouth and not make a sound. She kept screaming in her heart, urging herself to run away, but her body remained motionless.

Restraining her fear, she slowly turned her head and glanced at the closet. The female ghost was still standing there, her drooping red skirt being swayed by the wind blowing from the window.

She has not found herself, she will not find herself.

Thinking of this, Miao Li slowly turned her head back, and met a pair of scarlet eyes.

"Ho ho ho found you."

Rentou didn't know when Gululu rolled to the bottom of the bed, face to face with tearful Miao Li.

It's just that one is smiling, and the other is frightened and pale.

The headless girl who was standing next to the closet also came over with a bang bang bang.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

No matter how much Miao Li screamed and struggled, the headless female ghost pulled her out from under the bed effortlessly, held the ax high and dropped it heavily, completely turning her into several large pieces.

Miao Li didn't understand why it was her until she took her last breath.

The one-sided massacre finally came to an end, and the night became quiet again.

Xiaoling pressed his finger, let the slight tingle stimulate his thinking, and he quickly figured out the key point.

Although he couldn't be 100% sure, but since he was a psychopath, he could do anything, so Xiao Ling spoke out his thoughts.

Feng Congmian raised his eyebrows: "I thought of one."

Obviously Vico was not stupid enough to bring the hairpin back to the room, nor was he bewitched by the hairpin, but hid the hairpin in Miao Li's room when she was out throwing the corpse.

So Miao Li ushered in an innocent disaster and died tonight.

Xiaoling said calmly: "He is also a demon hunter."

This is an affirmative sentence. If he was a little hesitant before, now he is sure that this cruel person is the same demon hunter as himself.

But unlike their choice to preserve the bottom line of the principle, Vico as a demon hunter has no bottom line at all, and he chose to take the easier path.

Use other people's death to pile up your own customs clearance path.