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Chapter 663 How many little girls have been harmed?



Chapter 663 How many little girls have been harmed?

As soon as you step into the old house, the thick smell of decay mixed with the cloyingly sweet scent of aged incense and candles is like a wet and cold tongue, licking everyone's nose and exposed skin fiercely, causing goose bumps.

Weird! Very weird!

The courtyard is deep and the corridors are winding.

The same dark red lanterns were hung under the eaves, the light was dim, barely illuminating the small area.

Wherever the players looked, there was thick, even dust everywhere. This didn't look like a wedding at all!

Tables, chairs, desks, antique display cases...all the furniture maintains a rigid neatness, as if measured with a ruler, exuding a lifeless sense of order.

The most frightening thing is that in such an old mansion with such thick dust, the players can't see any trace of spider webs in the corners of the beams and pillars!

It seemed as if even the humblest insects were completely repelled and devoured by this house.

Walls, columns, door lintels... everywhere you look, there are large patches of dark red "囍" characters.

The red color was sticky and dark, like a blood clot that had been solidified for a very long time, emitting an ominous aura.

They were densely packed and everywhere, like a huge net covered with blood scabs, covering the entire ancient house tightly.

"Xiyuan is this way..." The housekeeper's stiff figure floated silently in front, like a moving piece of rotten wood, and his dry voice was guiding everyone.

The wing rooms are located on both sides of the corridor.

The housekeeper stopped in front of several doors with brand new, or rather, more striking, dark red curtains, and gestured with a withered claw-like hand: "Dear guests... please... choose your own... bridal chamber... and change your clothes..."

"Wedding room?" The freckled male player's voice trembled, and his calves cramped as he looked at the creepy red door curtain.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Jin walked straight to the room at the deepest part of the corridor, where the light was the dimmest and which was next to a deserted small garden.

The most remote location also means the least possible prying eyes and trouble.

Although it's a bit dangerous, it also means Xiao Jin will get more clues...

She lifted the door curtain that looked like solidified blood and her figure disappeared into it.

Liu Man's eyes stayed on Wen Baiqiu for a moment, and when she saw that Wen Baiqiu casually chose the room next to Xiao Jin, Liu Man immediately wanted to follow him.

But as soon as she took a step——

Wen Baiqiu just raised his hand to lift the door curtain of his room. His profile was clearly outlined in the dim light. His eyes swept over Liu Man indifferently, as if he was looking at a worthless decoration.

Then, the door curtain fell, blocking out his figure.

Liu Man's steps froze in place, and the flame of hope in her heart was instantly extinguished by this cold look.

She dug her nails deep into her palms, trying to convince herself: They're similar... just similar, so what if the names are the same?

If that person was still alive, if he still remembered himself, how could his eyes be so calm?

Liu Man began to deceive herself constantly.

It must be a coincidence! Yes, it must be a coincidence!

She took a deep breath, suppressed her surging fear and doubt, and pretended to be calm as she chose a room diagonally opposite.

After entering the house, Xiao Jin immediately observed the surrounding situation.

The wing was also covered in dust, its furniture similarly arranged in an eerie order. The only thing that caught the eye was a bright red wedding dress hanging in the center of the room.

Xiao Jin noticed it at a glance!

The wedding dress was as red as if it had just been fished out of a pool of blood, and it glowed with a wet, disgusting luster in the dim light.

The wide robe and large sleeves were embroidered with intricate and twisted golden dragon and phoenix patterns. The patterns did not look auspicious, but rather like some kind of struggling and entangled curse.

An indescribable chilling aura is emanating continuously from this outfit, as if countless pairs of cold eyes are staring at you through the fabric.

At the same time, the cold system prompt sound extinguished the glimmer of hope in the hearts of some players.

[Ding—Players, please change into your wedding attire. Failure to complete this will be considered abandoning the main quest.]

Giving up the main storyline doesn't mean you can return...

Xiao Jin took off the ominous wedding dress expressionlessly, and A Mo slipped into her sleeve and disappeared.

The props were transformed into a more convenient close-fitting outfit, revealing Xiao Jin's tight bra and smooth muscle lines.

She moved quickly and without hesitation or fear as she put on the dazzling blood-red robe and fastened the intricate buttons.

When Xiao Jin lifted the blood-red curtain again and walked out of the room, the few people in the corridor who were looking around boredly seemed to hold their breath for a moment.

In the dim light of the lantern, the man was wearing a dazzling red robe, which made the skin on his exposed neck and wrists look even colder and whiter like jade.

The wide sleeves and hem of the robe did not conceal his upright posture, but instead outlined a strange line between strength and elegance.

Her black hair was as black as ink. Although it was not loose, it was draped over her chest, adding a sense of laziness.

A few strands of loose hair fell in front of Xiao Jin's smooth and full forehead. His nose was high, his lips were thin and clear, and the lines of his jaw clearly showed a hint of cold and hard edges.

The most captivating thing is her eyes...

His pupils were a deep black, reflecting the dark red of the lanterns, like a cold flame burning in a deep pool. Sharp, cold, and devoid of warmth.

The red wedding dress that symbolized humiliation and ominousness was suppressed by the murderous aura she exuded, leaving only a thrilling, bloody beauty and danger.

"Hiss..." Chu Yuan took a breath, his eyes wide open as he looked up and down at Xiao Jin. It took him a while to find his voice.

His tone was filled with disbelief and a hint of rough ridicule: "Tsk! Xiao Jin, you kid... you really look like a real human being!

Even wearing a dead red can still attract attention? Tell me the truth, when you were in school, did you attract a lot of girls with this face? How many girls did you harm?

His loud shout was like a huge rock hitting a silent pond, instantly waking up many people who were in a daze.

Zhan Wenchen's hand, which was pushing up his glasses, stopped in mid-air, and a rare hint of admiration flashed through his eyes behind the lenses before he regained his composure.

Lu Jing's eyes suddenly lit up without any concealment, like a naughty child who had discovered a new toy, and the corners of his crimson mouth curled up in an arc of almost excitement.

He licked the sharp canine fangs with the tip of his tongue, and then seemed to say something silently...

And at the moment Chu Yuan called out the name "Xiao Jin"——

At the other end of the corridor, Lin Xia, an ordinary male player who had been hiding in a corner with a very low sense of presence, suddenly raised his head!

He reduced his activities simply to avoid stepping into any fatal trap.

After all, there are so many high-level fighters in this copy, it must be very dangerous.

But at this moment, Lin Xia seemed to be struck by lightning, his eyes widened and his mouth opened into an exaggerated "O" shape.


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