In a dark and dilapidated warehouse, there lay a man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

With a "squeak" sound, the door was opened, a ray of light came in, but it was quickly closed again.

The footsteps got closer and closer to the person lying on the ground, and finally stopped at the person's hand.

Wang Shaoxuan woke up from the pain.

Someone pulled hard on his hair.

"Who is that?" Wang Shaoxuan opened his eyes and looked angrily at the man who had the audacity to pull his hair just now.

At this sight, he was horrified.

Although the surrounding light was dim, he still recognized the person in front of him.

Because the memory at that time was so profound.

It must be Bai Chun's fault again.

"Bitch, you're not honest?" The man pulling Wang Shaoxuan's hair slapped him hard.

Wang Shaoxuan reacted a step slower and did not avoid the slap, but he found that he could move this time.

Unlike the last time he made a poster, he could only watch himself being tortured and killed by this man and experience the pain of death.

The opportunity for revenge has come.

Wang Shaoxuan snatched his hair from the man's hand and kicked him over, while a fireball condensed in his palm.

The man took a few steps back while covering his chest where he was kicked. Wang Shaoxuan's fireball quickly hit him again, instantly igniting his clothes.

Wang Shaoxuan picked up another wooden stick from the ground and whipped the man hard.

As soon as the man took off his burning shirt, he was met with a wooden stick, which beat him until stars appeared in his eyes.

Wang Shaoxuan was particularly upset and continued to hit the man with stick after stick, but the man had no power to fight back.

Slowly, he realized something was wrong.

In Bai Chun's memory before his death, he once learned that this man was a serial murderer from the underworld. How could he be completely unable to resist?

No, everything he is experiencing now is not real, it is all fake.

Suddenly realizing this, the man in front of Wang Shaoxuan disappeared, but he was still in the warehouse.

The next second, Bai Chun appeared.

"I still have to do it myself." She took out her needle and thread and walked towards Wang Shaoxuan step by step.

Wang Shaoxuan still wanted to run, but found that he couldn't move.

"Don't be afraid, I will try to be as gentle as possible." Bai Chun raised the needle in his hand, and under Wang Shaoxuan's horrified eyes, he pierced the upper eyelid of his left eye.

"Ah!" Wang Shaoxuan's pupils trembled.

Only then did he realize that Bai Chun could see.

He was wrong, this "blind man" was not easy to handle at all.

Bai Chun slowly sewed Wang Shaoxuan's eyes shut with stitches.

After the stitches were completed, Wang Shaoxuan lay on the ground with his face covered in blood, with more air coming out and less air coming in.

"You are so ugly." Bai Chun said with disgust.

One finger of Wang Shaoxuan's right hand moved slightly and reached into his pants pocket with difficulty.

There was his last healing item inside.

Before he could get it, Bai Chun couldn't wait any longer.

"Forget it, let me give you a happy death and make your death look nice." She raised a big knife.

An hour passed and the hide-and-seek was over.

When Tong Kaiyun was brought back, he was almost exhausted and fell down, but Chen Yu kept looking at him with a look of regret and unwillingness. He couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

Wang Shaoxuan and Bai Chun were the last to return.

As soon as they met, Su Fuqing and Lou Shuang instantly realized that Wang Shaoxuan had fallen into trouble.

There was fresh blood on his face and body, his eyes were sewn shut with dense black lines, and his nose had been cut off before, making him look very scary.

On the other hand, Bai Chun, who was helping him walk, not only had a new nose, but his eyes were also opened, and he seemed to be alive.

It turns out that she was once a very beautiful girl.

[Wang Shaoxuan is also dead? ]
[Obviously. ]
[He is a criminal anyway and deserves to die. ]
[He died quite miserably. ]
[Sure enough, the dungeon started to gain strength, and there were only two players lost in one day today. ]
[Today is not over yet, Su Fuqing is going to that Laoshizi dance. ]
[I believe she will be fine. ]
[That's it. ]
[Our sister Su is very powerful. ]
[......]
The player favorability at this time from high to low is:
Zhang Zhao: 90
Qiu Zhitao: 70
Wang Shaoxuan: 65
Su Fuqing: 64
Tong Kaiyun: 60
Floor frost: 55
The first three have become ghosts, and their favorability has increased rapidly. The favorability of the three players who are still alive is increasing slowly and slowly.

Even Su Fuqing had no confidence that he could reach eighty before the end of the dungeon.

Over the past few days, she always felt that there was something wrong with the "favorability" mechanism.

The hide-and-seek game was over and the guests could go back. However, Su Fuqing and Xiang Tao had to wait to attend the dance and could only watch the others leave.

"Be careful." Lou Shuang gave one last reminder before leaving.

Su Fuqing nodded: "I know."

Tong Kaiyun, who had been absent-minded, finally found out that Wang Shaoxuan was dead, and his heart suddenly went cold.

This is great, there is Chen Yu who is eyeing him, and his original teammates have rebelled, how can he survive?

Tong Kaiyun turned around and walked away.

In the blink of an eye, only Su Fuqing, Xiang Tao and a few staff members were left.

The decapitated ghost told Su Fuqing and Xiang Tao that they had to change into formal clothes before attending the dance.

"The Earl of Lance only welcomes guests who are well-dressed. As for guests who are not welcome..." The decapitated ghost just smiled.

Su Fuqing: "..."

She can guarantee that what was left unfinished at the end was definitely not a good thing.

Su Fuqing obediently followed a female ghost to the clothing room to choose a dress.

The program crew prepared all formal dresses for her, each one more complicated than the last, and some skirts were longer than the skirts.

Su Fuqing had a lot to choose from, and finally selected a one-shoulder light purple dress.

Compared with other skirts, the color of this dress is not conspicuous, and there are two hidden large pockets on the waist for storing things. The most important thing is that the skirt is not too long, making it easier to run.

Su Fuqing asked the female ghost to go out and she wanted to change her skirt.

"I'm going to use my ghost aura to help you cover up your human aura." Su Linling said.

Su Fuqing nodded. This was the method they had discussed in the bathroom to hide her identity.

Because of the contract between them, Su Lingling was able to do this easily.

"However, if I meet a ghost who is stronger than me, the secret may still be exposed." Su Lingling added.

Su Fuqing instantly thought of Shi Jingyan.

Can't you be so unlucky...to meet him again?

Worried.

Until now, Su Fuqing could only pray silently in her heart that she would never meet Shi Jingyan at the dance.

Judging from the way he lives separated from other ghosts, he probably doesn't like to socialize, right?

Su Fuqing quickly changed into her skirt, put the pistol and other props into her pocket, held the invitation letter in her hand, and waited quietly for nine o'clock in the evening.

tick tock...

Time passed little by little and finally came to nine o'clock.


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