Chapter 16 The Blood-Red Room (16)

"Oh? Your Highness the Prince actually cares about me so much. What could it be?"

Laureed's smile deepened, and he raised his hand, and the witch hunter handed over a large, beautifully packaged box.

Huo Ran caught it.

"Please open it, I don't know if you will like it."

Huo Ran suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart and pressed his hand on the box without moving.

"Why don't you open it?"

Laureed leaned over thoughtfully and said, "Let me open it for you."

The box is revealed.

Inside was Tang Qian's head with wide eyes, and her forehead was still pierced by an arrow.

"How are you? Are you satisfied with my gift?" Laureed admired her expression.

Huo Ran held the box without moving, with no expression on his face.

"A very good gift."

Huo Ran raised his eyes to look at him, stood up and bowed, smiling and thanking him: "I like it very much, thank you."

Laureed took a step back and looked at her warily. Seeing that she really just wanted to thank him, he waved the witch hunter in front of him to step back.

"I really..." Laureed smiled charmingly and looked at her affectionately with his blue eyes, "I like you more and more. Go back with a gift, others will definitely envy you."

Huo Ran obediently closed the lid and carried the box out.

As soon as Huo Ran stepped out, the smile on Laureed's face suddenly disappeared.

"Why doesn't she show an expression of fear? I really want to see the look of fear and pity on this indifferent face." Laureed then laughed again, "But because of this, her blood is like this So energetic!"

Ella saw Huo Ran coming back with the box and asked, "Sister, what did the prince give you?"

Huo Ran ignored him and walked straight to the corner, put the box down and closed his eyes to rest.

Ella's expression froze, and then she showed a pitiful expression.

The other girls saw her and comforted her: "That person is just like that. Don't pay attention to those people who are hanging around her. Fortunately, Mota went to the next door, otherwise Mota would have to say those unpleasant things again..."

Their voices were not loud, but the space in the prison was not big, so it was easy to hear them. He Qingqing glared at them: "What's that like? You guys just run along after being given some sweeteners. No wonder you will be -"

"He Qingqing."

Huo Ran opened his eyes and interrupted her: "Stop talking, come here, I have something to tell you."

He Qingqing glared at them and moved closer.

The girls made disdainful noises.

"Tang Qian is dead," Huo Ran gestured to the box with his chin raised, "Lauride killed her."

He Qingqing's heart skipped a beat and she covered her mouth to stop herself from screaming, but her eyes looked at the box involuntarily.

Tang Qian is dead.

Tang Qian, who escaped, died in the end.

"This difficulty..." He Qingqing's voice trembled, "Now we are the only five people left at the beginning. This difficulty is not an ordinary dungeon at all, this is a death dungeon!"

Huo Ran was surprised and turned his head: "Is there a copy of death?"

"The death dungeon is said to be determined based on the number of people in the game. Five to ten people are ordinary dungeons, and more than ten people are death dungeons. The death dungeon has a narrow escape from death, which is twice as difficult as the ordinary dungeon." He Qingqing said, "You opened the ranking List?"

Huo Ran shook his head.

He Qingqing: "The first place in the ranking list was originally outside the 99+ ranking. I just cleared a death dungeon and jumped to the first place."

Then He Qingqing showed a desperate expression: "He was the only one who came out of that copy alive."

"Do you know where this game comes from?" Huo Ran asked.

He Qingqing shook her head: "If I am still lucky enough to be alive, I can open the community function. I heard that many big guys in the community have posted, and there may be answers there. But I think I am tired enough to go out..."

Huo Ran: "Tomorrow I will kill Laureed and the witch hunter. Don't give up before the last moment."...

……

Huo Ran only slept for two hours. While everyone was asleep, she was repairing the tools in her backpack.

After her bone-cutting knife was accidentally stained with her blood, its durability was restored.

That night, she repaired the bone-cutting knife, the chipped kitchen knife, and the previously damaged knife to 100%, and kept them for killing people.

I also took advantage of the middle of the night to replenish bread and fructose and stretch my muscles.

The second day came quickly.

The nurse came to draw blood, and Huo Ran was the last one.

"Twelve tubes of blood were drawn today." The nurse said coldly.

There were only two witch hunters behind the nurse in the room. Huo Ran had been observing them in the past few days and had found out the flaws.

Except for the blind spot behind them, their entire necks are straight and they cannot turn their heads to the side or lower their heads. The same goes for their waists and knees.

In other words, as long as you are fast enough, just chop off their legs or heads.

Huo Ran didn't stretch his arms, and the nurse urged impatiently: "Hurry up, what are you doing? You have to take time to delay."

Huo Ran just looked at her. This nurse seemed to have no lethality.

The witch hunter stepped forward and grabbed Huo Ran's arm to forcefully draw blood.

Huo Ran's shackles came off. He had a kitchen knife in his left hand and a bone-cutting knife in his right hand. He quickly squatted down and walked around behind one of the witch hunters. His quick eyes and hands quickly cut him into the leg.

The witch hunter reacted quickly, straightened her legs and turned to the side.

Huo Ran was faster, slashed diagonally with the upright knife, and cut off one of the witch hunter's legs.

Another witch hunter reached out to grab her, but the nurse reacted and opened her mouth to scream.

Huo Ran took the lead in throwing a kitchen knife to kill the nurse.

The kitchen knife was across the nurse's neck, and she couldn't scream now.

The witch hunter looked very much like a robot. He didn't even want to go out to look for people. He just took off his long black gloves, revealing the scissors growing on his wrists.

"Cos Edward Scissorhands?" A roll of tape appeared on Huo Ran's left hand, "Are you worthy?"

The witch hunter who had one leg cut off was struggling to stand up on the ground. The intact witch hunter held up two huge sharp scissors and approached Huo Ran step by step.

……

……

After a while, a woman wearing a nurse's uniform and a mask came out holding a tray and walked towards the room where Laureed stayed.

The 'nurse' raised the tray and the witch hunter at the door opened the room and let her in.

Laureed was drinking red wine and flipping through a heavy book.

"What are you looking at?" The 'nurse' placed the tray in front of him.

Laureed closed the book without raising his head and pointed at the cover.

"The Bible. It is really a very sacred book." Laureed threw the Bible aside and closed his eyes lazily. "Did my little pet show any pain when the blood was drawn?"

The 'nurse' picked up the syringe and took Laureed's arm.

"No. But she has a message for you."

Laureed opened his eyes suddenly, a little surprised: "What are you talking about? She..."

Laureed looked at the cold eyes on the mask in front of him, his pupils dilated.

The syringe was lodged in his throat.

"She said, go to hell and atone for your sins."

(End of this chapter)

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