After the heroine of the sadistic novel enters the escape game

"Mr. Count, what do you want to do?"

Su Fuqing pretended to be scared and hid aside, looking sideways at Count Reims.

The Earl of Lance took two steps forward, got close to Su Fuqing's neck, twitched his nose and sniffed.

Su Fuqing held her breath, feeling a little nervous in her heart, but her face remained calm.

"It smells really good...let me take a bite." Count Lance had an intoxicated expression on his face. He opened his mouth and revealed two fangs, about to bite Su Fuqing's neck.

Of course, Su Fuqing couldn't let him succeed, so he immediately dodged away, pretending to be angry: "Mr. Earl, don't you know what it means to have sex without being intimate?"

Mr. Earl licked his tongue and grinned: "I just like spicy little girls like you."

What a pervert.

Su Fuqing's fist hardened.

"Sorry, I don't like yellow hair." She said bluntly.

If you can't bear it any longer, just tear your face apart.

This pervert probably didn't see her human identity, but he was determined to suck her blood.

"It's enough that I like you. This should be called...forced love?" Earl of Lance tilted his head and grabbed Su Fuqing with one hand.

Xiang Tao, who had been secretly paying attention to Su Fuqing, became concerned.

"No, it won't be sweet if you force yourself to do it." Su Fuqing avoided Earl Lance again, then ran towards the middle of the hall with her skirt in hand.

The Earl of Lance wanted to catch up, but was blocked by a few high-spirited ghosts.

He impatiently threw away these eyeless ghosts and searched everywhere for Su Fuqing's whereabouts.

Su Fuqing hunched over and nimbly shuttled among the ghosts. But in fact, she hasn't decided where to run yet.

"The door and windows have been blocked, so you can't get out," Su Linling said.

If she couldn't run away, where could she run?
Su Fuqing gritted his teeth and ran up the spiral staircase to the second floor without doing anything else.

Just find a way to postpone it until the end of the dance.

What time does the dance end? Twelve o'clock in the morning?

"Sister Lingling, what time is it now?" Su Fuqing asked.

Su Lingling said: "There is a wall clock on the first floor. I just looked at it and it was almost 10:30."

There is still an hour and a half, which is really hard.

Su Fuqing ran up to the second floor. Thinking that Shi Jingyan might be here, he planned to continue running to a higher floor.

She ran down the corridor, looking for the stairs from the second floor to the third floor.

"What's the noise?"

Shi Jingyan opened the door and walked out of the room not far ahead, blocking Su Fuqing's path.

"I'm..." Su Fuqing was just about to make up a reason when the voice of Earl of Lance came from behind:

"I asked why she ran so fast. It turned out that she was in a hurry to see you."

Now it’s good, there is a wolf in front and a tiger in the back.

"I'm not familiar with her." Shi Jingyan retreated to the door and raised his eyebrows at Su Fuqing.

What do you mean, is he asking me to run?

Su Fuqing chose between continuing to escape or staying to deal with Count Reims.

"Feather of Flowing Light!"

Su Fuqing made a quick decision, summoned her skills, picked up her skirt and ran forward quickly.

Earl Lance, who was about to catch up, felt the familiar aura on those colorful wings, and his hair instantly exploded. "She, she, she...she and that female devil are together...humans?" He pointed at Su Fuqing with trembling hands and said in disbelief.

"Did you just see it?" Shi Jingyan glanced at Count Lance.

Hearing this, Earl of Lance did not bother to chase Su Fuqing. Instead, he pointed at Shi Jingyan and condemned: "You knew it a long time ago and didn't tell me. Is that intentional?"

"I thought you knew. I didn't expect you to be such a waste, and you didn't even notice it." Shi Jingyan turned his back on the guest and scolded the Earl of Lance.

Earl of Lance was furious to death and vowed to clarify this matter with Shi Jingyan.

As for the human who escaped, not even a mosquito could get out of the castle before twelve o'clock in the morning anyway, so he was not in a hurry.

The little sweetheart he brought to his door could only be allowed to be slaughtered by him.

Su Fuqing ran to the fourth floor before the use time of Flowing Light Feather passed, then opened the door of a room and hid in it.

As soon as she entered the door and saw the scene in the room clearly, she was shocked.

This is a bedroom with retro and gorgeous decoration. The ancient paintings on the wall and exquisite furniture all reflect the owner's extremely high taste and cultivation.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the huge golden coffin in the center of the room that is incompatible with the surrounding decoration.

Seeing this familiar golden color, Su Fuqing could guess whose bedroom it was.

Such a unique aesthetic is definitely the work of the Earl of Reims.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Su Fuqing closed the door, walked to the coffin, and pushed open the coffin lid.

Then, placing her hands on the edge of the coffin, she climbed in.

"Sister Lingling, help me cover the lid." Su Fuqing said.

Su Linling's tone was helpless: "You can only think of hiding in a place like this."

Even though she said that, she still helped Su Fuqing to cover the coffin lid tightly and restore it to its previous appearance.

The inside of the coffin instantly became pitch black. Su Lingling was worried that Su Fuqing would be scared and prepared to get some light for her.

Unexpectedly, Su Fuqing said: "Sister Lingling, I want to sleep for a while. If anything happens, call me again."

Su Lingling almost laughed angrily: "Are you here to sleep in the coffin?"

The little girl didn’t know any taboos. Is the coffin a place for her to sleep?

"I'm sleepy." Su Fuqing yawned.

At this time yesterday, she was already dreaming.

There was a lot of space inside the coffin, and the bottom was soft and covered with countless layers of quilts. It was also isolated from the outside world, so it was perfect for sleeping.

That damn pervert knows how to enjoy it.

Su Fuqing lay down beautifully, folded her hands on her chest in a very peaceful posture, and soon fell asleep.

Su Lingling couldn't bear to wake her up, so she could only concentrate on paying attention to what was going on outside.

On the second floor, Count Lance and Shi Jingyan had been arguing for a long time. When they realized that they had not taken any advantage, they were so angry that they picked up a glass of fresh blood on the table and took a sip.

The blood that used to be like nectar seemed bland and tasteless when I drank it this time.

"How dare you send low-quality blood to me?" Earl of Lance became even more angry.

He crushed the cup and splashed blood on his hand, then called the vampire who was responsible for collecting fresh blood and asked: "What's wrong with the blood this time? It's not fresh at all?"

Hearing this, the vampire plopped down and knelt down: "Mr. Earl, the blood you drank was all taken from the basement by me. It was still warm when it was served. How could it not be fresh?"

"Stop embarrassing him. It's not the blood problem, it's your problem." Shi Jingyan pointed out the problem pointedly.

The Earl of Reims carefully wiped the blood on his hands with a handkerchief and thought about it: "Indeed, the blood I drank in the past did not have the fragrance of hers." (End of Chapter)