The wine spilled on Zhou Zesheng's calves.

There was nothing more terrifying than this. Zhou Zesheng only felt that all his hair was standing up. The wine was an ant that could bite people. He bit the flesh on his legs hard, and wanted to swallow him in little by little. The chill climbed up to his heart, and Zhou Zesheng trembled uncontrollably.

what to do!

He is going to die, they are all going to die!

Zhou Zesheng was like a drowning camel, looking for the last straw crazily: "Zhou Ran, Zhou Ran! Only the first person who was splashed will die, right? Tell me if only the first person will die!"

Zhou Ran didn't say anything, staring at the wine on her wrist in a daze. The air was so quiet that no one answered him, and Zhou Zesheng could only comfort himself.

Yes, it must be like this. The person named Gao Kuan died first!

He turned his head to look at Gao Kuan who was lying on the ground. Arrows were still inserted on his shoulders. Blood surging out like a lake with a gate, without any intention of stopping. He struggled in pain, trying to block the wound with his hands, but the dizziness of rapid blood loss came, and he moaned and let out a painful wail that was not human.

Prince Miller lamented: "It's a pity that he can't survive after shed so much blood."

The butler Kora also said regretfully: "You can't be injured easily here, it's a pity."

After their words finished, Gao Kuan's body tilted, and he was really dead.

Gao Kuan is dead, so who will be dug out of his eyes tonight!

Zhou Zesheng's last little hope was shattered, his heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't breathe in depression. He shouted, took out a musket and pointed it at the lawyer's head.

He swore that he had never made such a quick judgment in his life, but now he was about to die, and there was only one person left in the demon camp. Kill the lawyer, kill the lawyer, and the demon camp was gone, and the game was over!

Xu Ziqing looked at him in horror: "What are you going to do!"

Zhou Zesheng's finger fell on the trigger, and at this moment, the cold male voice came from above his head: "Player 1796 died, God's camp-1, the demon camp mission was successfully promoted, and a member was protected from death for one day; player 'high width' died, Demon camp-1, the God's camp mission was successfully promoted, and a member was protected from death for one day."

As soon as he finished speaking, two light blue lights fell, falling on the lawyer and Xiang Jiangming respectively.

Zhou Zesheng pulled the trigger at the same time, and with a thud, the gunpowder hit the light blue protective cover and turned into nothingness. The reason why the two of them received the reward was because the lawyer spilled the wine on Su Ziwen, and Xiang Jiangming had just shot Gao Kuan to death with a crossbow. They each received one-day protection from death. There was no prompt for Tian Lele's death because the wine on her mouth was made by herself.

The lawyer was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly after understanding what happened. He patted his body ecstatically and shouted: "You are finished, you are all finished except that arrogant brat! When you are all dead, I can go back, hahahahahahahaha!"

Prince Miller stood in front of the fence with his hands behind his back, watching the remaining five people finally tear their faces apart, and his dark eyes were full of fascination. His eyes flashed across the guests, as if he was looking at some delicious food, and licked his lips satisfied.

The housekeeper Cora said: "Everyone will go back to the room. The dinner starts at 6 pm. Please don't be late."

Xu Ziqing smiled wildly and turned around and left. Gao Kuan lost too much blood and had already cooled down, and his body curled up stiffly.

Xiang Jiangming came over and grabbed Zhou Ran, his tone was low and guilty: "It's okay."

"Why is it okay!" Before Zhou Ran could speak, Zhou Zesheng suddenly attacked and pushed Xiang Jiangming away and said angrily: "The only one of the fuck is you! We are about to turn into grapes, we are going to die, we are all going to be skinned and cramped by him!"

Xiang Jiangming did not fight back this time, and he lowered his head and did not speak. The broken hair on his forehead was a little longer, falling down to block his eyes, and there was no sign of too much expression.

"What do you mean? What should we do? Talk!"

But Xiang Jiangming couldn't say anything. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard until his face turned toward him. The blood-red seals extended to the corners of his lips.

Prince Miller stood aside and watched Xiang Jiangming hit him, with a smug smile on his lips.

After Xiang Jiangming finished the fight, he had to raise his other hand. Zhou Ran quickly grabbed his wrist: "Okay."

Zhou Zesheng: "What's the best? Do you still feel sorry for him? Let him beat him and kill yourself!"

Zhou Ran: "Let's go back first."

"What a fuck!" Zhou Zesheng sat on the ground and pointed at Prince Miller and said, "Why are you going back if you're like this? Anyway, you're going to die. Why don't you fight him here just now!"

"Zhou Zesheng, stand up."

Zhou Ran's tone raised a little, and Zhou Zesheng immediately became timid, shrank his neck and climbed up from the ground. The three of them were silent and walked towards the castle.

After the guests left, the butler Kora cleaned up the mess on the ground.

Prince Miller took a deep breath and admired their departure with graceful movements.

He is now using Su Ziwen's eyes, which are bright and bright, full of the innocence of a boy, but with the hell-like scene behind him, it gives people a creepy sense of incongruity.

"Your Highness, let's go back."

Miller said ok, then turned to look at the butler. He suddenly noticed something and frowned: "Why are there six cups?"

The housekeeper Kora held the tray and chuckled, and replied to Prince Miller, "Maybe the servant took it wrong. I will punish the careless servant. Don't be angry about this."

Hearing the 'Northern Highness', Prince Miller had an unconcealed joy on his face. His chin was raised, and he stopped caring about the cup. He smiled gracefully and said, "Well, let's go back."

The castle became quiet again.

After a while, the tall and wide corpse was surrounded by a ball of black mist, and several beetles finally ate all their skin and bones from his mouth and nose.

Two grapes stained with blood rolled down and made a gurgling sound. After he completely disappeared, the dark clouds dissipated to both sides, the sun showed a small corner, and a piece of wreckage on the horse farm slowly sank into the ground, returning to its original appearance.

When Zhou Ran returned to the room, the little paper man immediately jumped out of her hair. They screamed and looked at Zhou Ran anxiously.

"Jiji!"

"Jiji!"

Zhou Ran touched their heads and said lightly: "I'm fine, don't be afraid."

Just as she was about to sit down, Zhou Zesheng lifted the scroll away. He hurriedly stepped in and grabbed Zhou Ran and pulled him out.

"Zhou Ran."

"Um?"

Zhou Zesheng: "Let's run, let's run tonight. Haven't we found those three horses? We don't have to die if we rush out!"

Zhou Ran: "But you forgot, can't we touch them at all last night?"

"Fuck. What should I do? Wait for death?" Zhou Zesheng kicked the fireplace, and dust came out of the stove, and the room was filled with ashes: "It's all Xiang Jiangming, it's all the blame for that arrogant bastard. He doesn't have to die now, what should we do, Zhou Ran!"

"Don't hurry..."

"Boy, who are you calling?"

Zhou Ran's words were interrupted, and the drawing paper on the other wall was lifted away. Xiang Jiangming walked in with the corner of his mouth bent. His side face was still a little red, and it was very abruptly imprinted on his fair skin, but his expression was flying, and there was an uncontrollable smile in his eyes.

Zhou Zesheng was angry: "You are still laughing, I will beat you to death..."

"Start up." Xiang Jiangming pulled away Zhou Zesheng with disgust.

He put his hands in his school uniform pocket and stepped forward and stood in front of Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran raised her head and said, "What are you doing?"

Suddenly, Xiang Jiangming bent down childishly, raised his eyebrows towards Zhou Ran, and then stretched his eyebrows and smiled brightly: "Praise me."

Zhou Ran took a step back: "How old is President Xiang this year?"

Xiang Jiangming hummed, "I'm three and a half years old, please praise me quickly or I'll cry!"

Zhou Ran was amused by him, and a pair of cute little dimples were exposed from her cheeks. She looked at Xiang Jiangming's swollen face: "Does it hurt?"

"pain."

Zhou Ran: "Then you're so hard to do it."

Xiang Jiangming: "Can you believe that ghost thing if you don't value it?"

Zhou Ran nodded and said, thank you for your hard work, "It's a pity that thing was used up like that."

Xiang Jiangming: "It's just a primary reward, but it's not very useful in itself. It's better to use it like this."

Zhou Ran: "Well, I just wanted to save my life, but I didn't expect there would be unexpected surprises. Prince Miller can't kill anyone tonight, and I probably won't be able to attend the performance tomorrow."

"Zhou Ran, you are very awesome."

"It's a good performance by President Xiang."

Zhou Zesheng looked at their reversal in a daze, his mouth half open and he couldn't close. Fortunately, he was pretty handsome, otherwise he would have looked like a fool. Xiang Jiangming walked over and reached out to hold his chin.

Zhou Ran and Zhou Zesheng briefly explained.

After returning last night, Zhou Ran and Xiang Jiangming discussed in the passage how to escape tomorrow. Because everyone knew the conditions for death at this time, it was difficult to control the scene. Being sprinkled with red wine was simply unprepared for. If you get involved, you would not be able to survive at night, let alone be able to save Kaiser the next day.

So Zhou Ran came up with an idea.

She asked Xiang Jiangming to go to the kitchen to steal a wine glass, and then took out the reward Xiang Jiangming chose for the last game: the red wine of Little Red Riding Hood.

Because the game rewards obtained by players can be directly taken from the hidden space, Xiang Jiangming puts the empty cup under his feet and lets the red wine inject into the cup he brings.

At that time, everyone was nervous and no one noticed whether there was an extra cup. When Xiang Jiangming poured high and wide, he used the cup in front of Zhou Ran. When he turned around, he used the cup he prepared.

But the lawyer and Gao Kuan didn't know that at this time, the demon camp thought that the other party had all been involved, so they would not plot against them again. This was indeed dangerous. If Zhou Ran was accidentally caught, she would really get drunk, but wealth was in danger, and the result was obviously in a direction that was beneficial to them.

Zhou Zesheng: "Why don't you tell me in advance!"

Xiang Jiangming patted his shoulder: "I'm afraid you'll carry too much stuff at such a young age."

Zhou Zesheng pushed him away: "What are you saying? You just think that I don't have enough IQ to be afraid that I will lose my mistake!"

Zhou Ran: "You may not be able to miss the problem, but you will definitely not perform so well."

This sentence came from Zhou Ran's mouth and couldn't tell whether it was encouragement or sarcasm. Zhou Zesheng was like a puffer fish that had just bulged, and made Zhou Ran suck his breath. He sat on the ground in a silence, reached out to hug him, and muttered: "Just be happy."

The bell rang six times and the dinner began again.

When the fish soup was served, Zhou Zesheng almost vomited. He thought that he might not be able to smell the fish soup in his life.
To be continued...