Crazy beauty never salty fish

Chapter 41 Am I doomed to die here?

"Kill decisively..." The young man smiled, "It seems that the housekeeper can post the obituary tomorrow."

"I always do that with people who are threatening."

Guan Yunhong glanced at the news on the Internet.

Jin Jinyi is worthy of being a top artist, the news of the house collapse was spread all over the Internet in just 15 minutes, and most of the fans left in an instant.

"This powder falls off faster than the wall in my house." She put away her phone.

The manager knocked on the door and came in, "Little Guan, there is a guest who wants to see you, and he said he is waiting for you in the reception room."

"Huh?" Guan Yunhong was puzzled for a moment.

If it was Qu Gu, he should choose to come directly.From this point of view, the comer is not good.

Subconsciously, she touched her pocket and took a deep breath.

"Which guest is it?"

"A handsome man, he said his surname is Chang..."

The surname is Chang... Could it be Master Chang Yan?

"I'll be there now." She walked out the door.

Coming to the door, Guan Yunhong took two deep breaths of air, "Brother Xun, why am I suddenly a little excited..."

After looking for someone for a long time, this person appeared by himself. It was a rare meeting, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Moreover, she had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell.

Subconsciously, I felt that Master would never find me again.

Xun Xiaotian just replied indifferently, "Congratulations, relax."

A few words are better than unilateral cold violence.

Guan Yunhong pushed the door open and entered.

There was no light in the reception room. The young man was sitting on the sofa when he heard the door open and turned his head.

"Master?" Guan Yunhong walked over.

Intuitively, she always felt that there was something wrong with this room.

"Squeak", the sound of closing the door came from behind, and the whole room instantly went dark.

She clenched her fingers, and vaguely remembered that the lights in public rooms like the reception room were all controlled centrally by the console, and guests couldn't easily turn them off.

"The lights are on, right?" Guan Yunhong asked in a low voice, but he was very sure in his heart.

The next moment, the whole room was brightly lit, so bright that she couldn't keep her eyes open.

The special feature of deceit is that it can force a person to believe what he sees through fiction and deception, and once the other party believes, no matter how false the implied content is, it will turn into reality.

And once the fictitious lies are exposed, the ability of deception will be invalidated.

She was hinted from the moment she entered the door.

And it is very likely that she was given more than one hint.

"It's a fake if you didn't turn on the light, so are you, Master, right?" Guan Yunhong decisively began to question.

Sure enough, the black-robed Taoist priest in front of him emitted platinum mist and transformed into a man in a red dragon-patterned robe.

The appearance is exactly the same, but the eyes are very different. The man just laughed jokingly and nodded her forehead.

"The judgment is decisive and correct, but guess how many hints I have given you?" He stood up suddenly, and his whole body dissipated into a cloud of mist.

Guan Yunhong suddenly looked around nervously, and suddenly felt warm liquid flowing down his face, rubbing his hands bright red.

She is in good health, and she hasn't eaten hot food recently. Why is she having a nosebleed for no reason?

By the way, the nose.

Her sense of smell shouldn't be malfunctioning, so why didn't she smell the incense in the reception room?

Sure enough, in the next second, she could smell a pungent smell in the reception room. Combined with her sudden bleeding, these things were poisonous.

You have to get out of here quickly and go to a ventilated place.

She ran to the door and tried to open it, but the lock wouldn't budge.

The door is locked?

With a fishy and sweet smell coming from his mouth, Guan Yunhong's brain began to work rapidly.

This must be one of the hints under that trick, and the locked door is just a false appearance.

By the way, this is a high-end hotel, how can it make a lot of noise when it is closed...

So, the door is not closed!

She raised her hand and pushed the door, and sure enough, the whole person passed through the door.

When she went out to the corridor, she could clearly feel dizzy, and she also felt severe discomfort from her body. The fishy smell flowed from her mouth and nose, and dripped on her neckline.

In the somewhat blurred vision, a long-lost countdown is in front of him.

At 01:51, as the countdown counted down to this number, the tragic scene of bleeding from her seven orifices appeared in front of her eyes.

"Leave here first, and then go to Miss Manyan..." Guan Yunhong propped himself against the wall, staying away from the room.

But she was really exhausted, and when she reached the corner, she couldn't walk anymore.

She stayed in the room for 3 minutes, which was enough to inhale the deadly poison. Even if she stayed away from the room now, the poisonous fragrance inhaled into her body had already started to work.

Consciousness is becoming more and more unclear, eyes are sore, and there are already double images.

The countdown counted down to 01:12, she was already a little weak, and the speed of poisoning was faster than she imagined.

"Am I destined to die in such a small corner? Ahem... I'm a bit unwilling." Guan Yunhong looked at the neon lights outside the window, and coughed violently, causing her to cough up some blood again.

The color of the blood has turned a little black.

She thought of Guan Yunjian. After she died, if Guan Yunjian became impatient with those families, those families would definitely not let him go.

Although he was a bit wordy, the cooking was delicious. For some reason, she suddenly wanted to drink a bowl of tomato meat sauce soup cooked by her brother.

And Queqie, she finally had a kitten of her own, but she didn't have time to watch him grow up.

Que Que's belly should be quite soft, and she can rest on the pillow for a while when she is tired, but unfortunately she has no chance.

She wants to live...

Consciousness suddenly lightened, she could feel that someone had replaced her consciousness, and the inflammation from the nasal cavity and mouth gradually subsided.

This time it was Xun Xiaotian himself who appeared on his own initiative.

At the moment of controlling this body, Xun Xiaotian could obviously feel weak, and his hands and feet were already unstable.

He quickly took out the silver needle in his pocket, covered it with a layer of air, and pierced it on the acupuncture point that slowed down the blood flow.

Then, after identifying it in the afterimage for another two seconds, he took out the next needle and stuck it into the acupuncture point.

The second, the third, when Guan Yunhong saw the countdown to 00:31, Xun Xiaotian's hand was already steady.

He felt that his consciousness was a little clearer, picked up the cloth bag containing the silver needles, and slowly walked towards the infirmary while leaning on the wall.

Acupuncture and moxibustion can only delay the toxicity for a while, and he needs something that can really cure the root cause.

Blood loss and poisoning made this body's footsteps extremely heavy, and he could only move against the wall.

At 00:09, Guan Yunhong stared at the countdown that had not subsided, and felt a faint sense of guilt in his chest.

She seemed to be dragging Xun Xiaotian down to the underworld.

Consciousness became unclear again, and she couldn't feel anything.

Her body was at its limit and she fell into a coma.

The toxin finally defeated her.

The body fell down slowly.

"Crazy Criticism of Beauty Never Salted Fish", finished.

　//Tricky fights... It's really like Yu Ji playing in the Three Kingdoms Killing Game, you can guess, I can guess, you can guess, the strange mechanism shows the style of the underworld.

　　//Guess false, guess right, it’s okay, guess wrong, hum...

　　//Some authors who write the civil war in the trick group may have to fix bugs overnight
　　
　
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