In the thriller game and the top group CP [unlimited]

"Xiao Liyang, I'm not afraid to tell you." The cold light on the blade reflected Zhan Ming's cold eyes, making her look like a cruel demon.

"My lucky number is 6, and right now, I have 7 roses left."

Li Yang's eyes froze: "You..."

You don't need to think about it. In this case, it is very dangerous to reveal your lucky number and the number of remaining roses. If Zhan Ming dares to do this, could it be that...

In the next second, Zhan Ming's voice rang close to her ears.

"Your lucky number is five, right?"

Why would he know?Was it Avril Lavigne's hands and feet again?

Li Yang's pupils suddenly tightened, and she swung her knife to block, but felt a chill on her arm.

The sleeve was cut by the sharp weapon at Zhan Ming's fingertips, and the whole arm was exposed.

"Oh? Seven flowers?" Zhan Ming easily avoided the golden long sword in Jiang Qi's hand, with a playful smile in his tone, "In that case, I won't move you for now."

Then he turned his wrist, and the blade slashed straight at Jiang Qi.

The samurai sword hit the golden long sword vigorously, and the blade buzzed, making the tiger's mouth tingle.

Jiang Qi held the long sword in both hands, ready to take the next blow.

She was secretly startled.

Both Zhan Ming and Li Yang have 7 remaining roses. The difference is that Zhan Ming's lucky number is 6, while Li Yang's is 5.

Just a difference of one number can make Zhan Ming avoid Li Yang, but at the same time not reduce his offensive?

"Miss, the lucky number is 9, it must be very difficult."

As Zhan Ming's voice approached, a sharp pain came from his waist.The samurai sword lightly slashed across her waist, leaving a deep wound on it, and then quickly turned around, blocking the blade in Li Yang's hand.

Blood oozes out along the long and narrow incision, Jiang Qi's eyes sink slightly, and just as he is about to stop the bleeding, he sees Li Yang being lifted by Zhan Ming with one hand, and then thrown heavily onto the stone wall.

Zhan Ming showed no mercy at all, the force was so great that the thick stone wall was directly smashed into a hole, and gravel mixed with sand and soil fell down one after another.

Li Yang snorted, a blush overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

"Li Yang!"

Jiang Qi was about to step forward immediately, but heard a "bang", the long sword in her hand fell to the ground.

With her right hand holding the sword.

How come, so fast?

The addition of lucky numbers has such a big impact?

She looked at Zhan Ming in disbelief, but the other party didn't give her any chance to think, only saw a cold light flash in front of her eyes, and then a sharp pain came from her chest.

"5 flowers."

Zhan Ming drew out his samurai sword, and lifted the sleeve of her left arm with a half-smile.

Reddish smoke rose from the wrist, the blood began to flow back, and the broken arm was reattached.

Jiang Qi gritted his teeth, and distanced himself from Zhan Ming as soon as his body regained his ability to move.

The stone walls on both sides passed by quickly, Jiang Qi looked at Li Yang, and saw that she stood with a samurai sword in front of her body, and slowly stood upright while holding the blade.

Zhan Ming is very cunning, he knows that if he attacks Li Yang and causes her HP to be lost, Li Yang's fighting power will increase, so he only restricts Li Yang's ability to move, and pursues Jiang Qi fiercely.

Jiang Qi's lucky number is 9, the lower the health value, the weaker the combat power.

"Aren't you particularly fortunate that you can't be attacked during the recovery period?"

In the next second, Zhan Ming's voice followed.

"But so what? It will only slow down your death."

With a flash of the knife, Jiang Qi's shoulder was pierced mercilessly, and blood gushed out.

"Do you want to ask your companion for help?"

Zhan Ming pulled out his knife and stabbed Jiang Qi's thigh easily.He smiled slyly, like a beast playing with its prey.

"It's a pity that the two of them seem to have been burned out by the puppets now."

The sky had already darkened, and the candles in the corridor were flickering, casting deep and shallow shadows on Zhan Ming's face.His tone was gentle, like raving among sympathizers.

"Guess how long it will take me to pick off your five roses?"

Zhan Ming easily grabbed Jiang Qi's neck and threw her vigorously in the direction of Li Yang.It seemed that killing Jiang Qi in front of Li Yang would make him happier.

The long sword fell from his hand, Jiang Qi lay on the ground, supported his body with his arms with difficulty, and moved to the direction of the long sword a little bit, but was stepped on the back of his hand by Zhan Ming.

The sound of broken bones sounded, Jiang Qi gritted his teeth, and remained silent.

Zhan Ming looked at her coldly, he had already put away his smile, his eyes were cruel like ghosts, and he cut down mercilessly with his samurai sword.

Jiang Qi only felt a gust of wind blowing over his face, but the pain did not come as expected.

She saw that the blade of the samurai sword stopped in the air in front of her, and Zhan Ming looked behind her with a look of madness in his eyes.

"Li Yang, are you crazy?"

Startled, Jiang Qi immediately turned around and looked in Li Yang's direction.

Her voice trembled uncontrollably: "Li Yang, you..."

I saw Li Yang tightly holding the handle of the samurai sword, and the sharp blade had pierced her heart.

Jiang Qi's heart sank heavily.

Sure enough, what she was most worried about happened.

Ever since she was pressed and beaten by Zhan Ming, she had a bad premonition.Li Yang was too quiet, abnormally quiet, obviously planning something.

Since Zhan Ming deliberately didn't attack her and didn't give her a chance to improve her combat power, she created it herself and reduced the number of roses by herself.

But this is really too dangerous. If Li Yang and Zhan Ming are at their peak at the same time, it is equivalent to a last stand. Once they lose, Li Yang will undoubtedly die.

From Jiang Qi's point of view, she would rather Li Yang leave her and run away than let her take such a risk.

But she also knew that Li Yang would never abandon her.

Jiang Qi smiled wryly.

Li Yang was panting with difficulty, and pulled out the knife with the last of her strength, blood splashed all over her face.

One of the roses on her arm withered quickly, and the reddish smoke filled the air, blowing over her expressionless face.

"I was originally a lunatic."

Blood-red butterflies spread from the corners of his eyes, one by one gradually lighting up.She raised her eyes, her pupils were completely eroded by the dazzling red.

"Zhan Ming, don't underestimate me."

When Qiao Shi and Zhu Ling sneaked into the castle, the old clock hanging on the wall struck nine.

Black smoke rose from the fingertips, gradually enveloping the two figures completely.

"Go, go to Avril Lavigne's room."

Zhu Ling said in a low voice.

In the past two days, they have already figured out the structure of the castle, and they have been looking for an opportunity to visit Avril's room.

But those weird dolls seem to have spirituality, no matter day or night, as soon as they get close, the dolls will come quickly and make strange noises.

Now the puppet is out of control, and the range of activities has spread to the entire manor, which gives them an opportunity.

The two quickly walked up the winding stone steps, passed through several dark corridors, and finally arrived at their destination.

The bronze door was closed tightly, Qiao Shi gently turned the doorknob, then shook his head at Zhu Ling.

The door was locked from the inside.

Zhu Ling lay on the door and listened for a while, but found nothing unusual. The door was quiet, as if the people inside were already asleep.

She stretched out her hand, the faint blue flame at her fingertips licked the metal, and quickly burned the door lock to ashes.

The door was opened a crack silently, and when they saw the scene inside the door clearly, the two of them couldn't help being stunned at the same time.

The room was empty.

But if no one was there, why was the door locked from the inside?

Under the cover of the black mist, the two sneaked into the room silently.

This is a luxuriously furnished bedroom. There is only one lamp in the room, the light is dim, and all the furniture is quietly shrouded in a layer of shadow.

After reconfirming that there was no one in the room, Zhu Ling hooked her fingers, and the blue flame gradually lit up along her fingertips, illuminating the entire room in an instant.

"Sister, this is..."

Zhu Ling looked around in shock, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

"It's a painting..."

Joe Shi said.

On the surrounding walls, there are densely packed oil paintings of different sizes, extending all the way to the ceiling.

And those oil paintings are all the faces of the same young girl.

Smiling, frowning, dazed, sad...

The girl has white teeth and bright eyes, her skin is very fair, her hair color is also very light, and she looks very beautiful.

Unfortunately, on her left cheek, there was a large bright red birthmark, spreading from the forehead to the lip.

Under the flickering firelight, it looked extremely terrifying.

who is she?

Qiao Shi looked at the girl's face with different expressions, and countless messy thoughts were floating in his mind.

"On the night that Avril Lavigne moved into the manor, the Duke died in his bedroom, along with his three children."

"Avril Lavigne lived in the manor for several years."

"Love is the most beautiful thing in the world and deserves to be blessed."

"That disgusting face."

"Avril said she loves me, honey, wait until I marry you."

"I'd do anything for your smile."

"I love you till death."

Qiao Shi thought about a lot of things in an instant, and her eyes fell on the birthmark on the girl's face. It was so bright red, and the edges were in the shape of petals, like a delicate rose.

Then she heard Zhu Ling calling her: "Sister, come here."

Qiao Shi came back to his senses, only to see Zhu Ling holding the big mirror on the dressing table and beckoning to her.

"There is a secret passage here."

Zhu Ling reached out and pushed, and the mirror slowly turned over, and a small road appeared in front of him.

This road is very narrow and can only accommodate one person, so Zhu Ling stepped in first and walked ahead to open the way.

The jagged stone walls on both sides are illuminated by the fire, giving people a strong sense of oppression, as if they will be squeezed in the next second.

After walking for about 5 minutes, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of him.

The black smoke in Qiao Shi's palm suddenly became thicker, and the two of them took light steps and walked slowly towards the light.

It was a spacious and comfortable room.

The candles in the room were brightly lit, and everywhere you could see, there were large expanses of bright red.

It's the petals of a rose.

The number is very large, as if there has just been a rain of roses here.The sweet smell enveloped the whole space, and the feeling of dizziness surged up again. Qiao Shi was in a trance for a moment, feeling like he didn't know where he was for a while.She frowned, and quickly covered her and Zhu Ling's mouth and nose with black smoke.

Standing in front of the bed were two figures hugging each other intimately.

One is Avril Lavigne, and the other is the girl they saw in the oil painting just now.

Under the beating candlelight, the bright red birthmark was particularly dazzling.

The girl hugged Avril, her eyes were pure, like a child who is ignorant of the world.

"Honey, how long before I can go out?"

Avril's eyes darkened, and then she smiled softly.

"Soon, I promise."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-2313:59:30-2021-02-2414:45:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: also, gby1;

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2 bottles of Xicuo;

1 bottles of Ayu;

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