I work as a housekeeper in Guilou

Chapter 68 The Bloody Castle (Seventeen)
  "My followers?" The King of Blood instantly connected to the perspectives of all his followers, and did not see who was tied up.

"Yes, that woman covered in vines claims to be your favorite follower. Isn't she the undercover agent you sent to the Hunter Association?"

Covered in vines.

The King of Blood Clan grasped the key words, remembered the sight he had seen, and checked in with the original poster in his impression.

"She's not my follower."

The person on the other side was stunned for a moment, and just when he thought he was being tricked and was about to curse, he heard the next sentence.

"I'm her follower."

Why was this vampire breathing heavily when he spoke? The Coriad family members cursed him: "Sick."

"No matter who of you is a follower, in short, let that woman let go of my people."

"I will not point fingers at any of her actions..." Before he could finish his words, the King of the Blood Clan felt his heart being burned by fire, and the unparalleled pain squeezed him tightly.

"You'd better think about the contract before you speak." The voice on the other side was very contemptuous, thinking that he would be able to obtain compliance this time, but things did not go as he wished.

"Kill me," the King of Blood Clan coughed and laughed, "If you don't come to kill me, then I'm going to kill you."

He heard that the poster caught Coriad's man, so there was a high possibility that she would go to Coriad.

They would meet soon, and he would finally get out of this crappy place and move on to a new future.

Xia Qimiao, who didn't know that there was a tenant eagerly looking forward to meeting her, was feeling sorry for the loss of a potential tenant.

She reflected on herself and realized that she didn't speak well at the time.

She shouldn't inspire her fighting spirit from the perspective of a human or a god, but should approach her from the perspective of kindness and persuade her to repay her gratitude to the King of Blood Clan in person. Then wouldn't she follow him to the Guilly Tower?
  Xia Qimiao sighed twice, remembering the lesson she learned this time, she scanned the attic twice with a flashlight, and only after confirming that there was really no way to save it, she used the vines to go out.

There was no one on the second floor until the first floor.

"Captain, you are finally back. If you don't come back, I won't be able to hold it back."

She saw Fried Ice Cream sitting on a chair, holding a garland of roses between her fingers, looking very friendly to her pet.

If she remembered correctly, it seemed that he was almost bitten when he tried to touch a rose not long ago.

"Who can't hold me back?"

"These vines, it took me a long time to prevent them from killing Brownbeard."

Xia Qimiao couldn't tell at all, she just felt that he and Teng Wen were having a great time, and their relationship seemed to have improved by leaps and bounds.

"Where's little pudding?" Where's Lin Jiangdan?
  "She came down earlier than you and is in the kitchen now," Fried Ice Cream pointed inside. "She told me that you entered a fantasy world and told me not to worry, just wait a while."

"You certainly don't look worried at all."

"Of course, this is my basic trust in the captain's strength. If little Pudding can come out, you can definitely come out safely."

Xia Qimiao didn't know where his trust came from, but it was not a bad thing: "What happened during my absence?"

"Vine discovered Brownbeard and wanted to run away. He was almost injured when he stopped him. Now Little Pudding is looking at him."

"You were almost hurt?" She touched the red vine and heard a thin "yeah" sound.

The Devouring Rose pointed at the fried ice cream, then pointed at herself, and then rubbed her neck.

Although I know that those rattans are just some of its clones, and it doesn't matter much if they are damaged, I don't have to refuse people's kindness: "Thank you."

"Captain, you are too unfamiliar."    ... Do they know each other very well?

If I remember correctly, they had not met for more than twenty-four hours.

This person is a little too familiar.

"You're awake," Lin Jiangdan came out, "Don't worry, that person has been knocked unconscious by me."

"it is good."

Xia Qimiao briefly explained the situation in the fantasy to the two of them: "From the perspective of the blond woman, the King of the Blood Tribe seems to be in the good camp, but currently we lack information on several other forces, so it is difficult to make a judgment first."

"The information here has been erased and cleaned completely, leaving only those parchments."

Fried Ice Cream was making a garland while talking. Instead of picking the roses, he made them directly on the vines. When they were done, he took them apart and started again.

"I tried to pry open the locked room on the second floor, but it didn't work. There must be some restrictions."

"It may be time or lighting. The boundary between day and night is very sensitive here," Lin Jiangdan added.

Xia Qimiao made the final decision: "Let's have a good rest tonight, and wait until tomorrow day to check on the residents first, and then go to Coriad."

The two of them moved the quilt down from the room on the second floor. Fried Ice Cream volunteered to guard the kitchen with the green vine, while Lin Jiangdan and she were in the living room.

Xia Qimiao didn't really want to sleep on the second floor. Although she had confirmed that there was nothing in the attic, the psychological shadow was not easy to dissipate, not to mention there was a locked room.

They were relatively harmonious here, but it was quite different on the other side.

The two old players insisted on going out to explore at night. They thought that instead of waiting for death, they would take the initiative to investigate.

"If I want to go to you, I won't take risks rashly." Song Qiaoting said.

"Haha, I thought Mr. Bird was awesome, but he turns out to be a cowardly mouse. Why don't you call him a bird? You can call him a mouse." One of the people mocked.

When she contacted her teammates, she did not avoid these people, nor did she deliberately hide it. They naturally knew her identity.

Originally, they had the intention of hugging her, but they gave up after seeing her face that looked like her parents had died.

Originally, they were angry because of her expression and indolence. They felt that they were being looked down upon, and they had been suppressing their anger. Now that they had differences, they couldn't seize the opportunity to ridicule her.

Song Qiaoting turned a deaf ear and was wiping the knife repeatedly.

System props do not require cumbersome maintenance, but she likes to do this kind of thing, which can make her relax.

Seeing that she had no reaction, the two people didn't want to bring trouble on themselves. Although they didn't insist on going out, they were already divided into three parts.

Song Qiaoting caught a glimpse of the glowing communication tool from the corner of her eye, stopped wiping the knife, and asked after connecting, "What's wrong?"

Phoenix's slightly hesitant voice came: "Boss, Kestrel said he saw a strange thing here that he encountered in the last instance."

She searched in her memory, and after a while she remembered: "That suspected dungeon disguised as a player?"

"Yes, Kestrel said that the strange thing disappeared in the middle of the copy. I don't know where it went. I didn't expect to meet it here."

"I heard from the report that her identity in the dungeon is a trick created by the victim, named...Lin Jiangdan?"

Hearing this name, Sun Buchou's ears perked up.

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