Thriller Game: Crazy Beauty Abducts Evil God Online

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Zhang Qingqing was furious, her eyes bloodshot. Finally, she could only turn away angrily, saying, "Brother Hu, look at Nanxi! I'm thinking of the whole team! How could Nanxi say such a thing about me!"

That bitch Nanxi, what right does she have!

Hu Debin was startled by the face that suddenly appeared in front of him. He took a step back and cleared his throat: "Ahem, you really meant well, but Nanxi went a bit too far..."

A flicker of pity and disdain crossed his eyes.

No one said it outright, but everyone could tell from Zhang Qingqing's appearance that something was wrong with her and that she definitely wouldn't survive this dungeon.

It's better to just do something haphazardly now.

"I knew you were the most reasonable person, Brother Hu! As for Nanxi, you can just stay in your room with that thing that's either human or ghost!" Zhang Qingqing was much more satisfied. She smiled and tried to lean towards Hu Deqiang, who quickly backed away in fright.

Who dares to approach Zhang Qingqing now?

I don't know when Zhang Qingqing started acting strangely. The two of them were intimate on the first day. I hope she doesn't contaminate me!

Zhang Qingqing froze instantly. Hu Deqiang had already found an excuse: "What's the situation with the things in Nanxi's room?"

Others also had some doubts.

The fact that there were eight seats at the table on the first day already proved that there were only eight people participating in this instance, so how could there be one extra person?

Nanxi was being stared at by everyone, but she didn't care at all and just calmly ate her dinner.

Zhang Qingqing immediately told everything she knew, even embellishing the story and describing Nanxi as a ghost.

When the others heard that Nanxi had spent two days with something that was neither human nor ghost, their faces betrayed their wariness.

Is Zhang Qingqing crazy? She's already in this state, yet she still insists on making things difficult for Nanxi!

It's a complicated story. I encountered someone like that before. After being beaten up, they resented the person who came to help them, wondering why they hadn't come sooner. Then one day, they suddenly stabbed that person to death.

This is disgusting!

[This type of person feels increasingly inferior to Nanxi, harbors deep resentment towards her, and blames all their misfortunes on Nanxi, when in reality Nanxi doesn't care about them at all.]

Hu Deqiang thought for a moment and then spoke up: "Nanxi, who is the person in your room...?"

"That's my friend," Nanxi said in a clear voice.

What started as a male friend has, through some strange efforts today, evolved into a boyfriend.

Before anyone else could speak, they heard the footsteps that represented Madam Bai.

Dinner was peaceful tonight. Although everyone brought their children, no one complained to Mrs. White.

Mrs. Bai walked toward the stairs, utterly disappointed.

Everyone dispersed.

The next day.

Nanxi got out of bed and saw a note left by someone on the bedside table.

—I have to go out during the day, so wait for me.

Shi Yan seems to be a rather busy oddball; she has to go out during the day, and the two of them can only spend time together at night.

Are you going to work?

Nanxi thought about it and made herself laugh.

After going downstairs, I felt a rare sense of relief. No one had died today, and the remaining six people sat neatly at the dining table.

Of course, Zhang Qingqing's appearance should be considered neat and tidy... right?

Today, Zhang Qingqing was not only dressed in thick clothes, almost wrapping herself up like a ball, but she also wore a hat and scarf over her face and head, so that no one could see a single inch of her skin exposed.

Even so, Zhang Qingqing would still scratch her face and skin through her clothes from time to time.

What followed was the familiar routine. Today, Madam Bai looked even more haggard, unable to even manage a smile. After giving a speech like an NPC, she hurriedly rushed out.

As Nanxi finished breakfast and was about to go upstairs to look for more clues, Hu Deqiang quietly approached her.

"Nanxi, what's the deal with that boyfriend you were talking about? Don't get me wrong, I just wanted to check on you on behalf of our team, in case you encounter any danger."

Every time Hu Deqiang looked at Nanxi, he couldn't help but marvel at how someone could be so beautiful.

When it first appeared, Nanxi was just a fragile piece of glass, but today, it's as if the glass has slowly come to life, becoming even more captivating.

"My boyfriend wouldn't hurt me. As for the team... do you still have a team?" Nanxi asked sincerely.

This attitude was more like a slap in the face to Hu Deqiang, stinging and painful.

Nanxi went straight to the fifth floor.

Yesterday, she and Luo Miao searched the castle together, but found no other clues besides the child.

Based on Nanxi's previous experience watching live streams, there must be clues. If a careful search still yields no clues, then it can only prove two things.

First, the items weren't searched carefully enough, so this point can be ruled out.

That leaves only one last clue: the one hidden in the search area. And within the castle, there are only two places Nanxi hasn't searched yet.

Mrs. Bai's room and the top floor.

Nanxi had just arrived on the fifth floor when she saw Luo Miao at the door of Madam Bai's room. Luo Miao seemed to be waiting for her. After seeing her, she took two steps forward and then slowed down.

Luo Miao rubbed the hem of her clothes between two fingers, hesitatingly asking, "Nanxi, are you... going to Madam Bai's room?"

Nanxi raised an eyebrow: "You guessed it?"

Luo Miao was more perceptive than he had imagined, which was a remarkable quality.

Luo Miao nodded: "If you go, is there anything I can do for you? I can help you..."

She could sense that Hu Deqiang was not very reliable, and she herself was really timid.

If she had to choose a reliable person from the team, it would be Nanxi; only by following her could she feel any hope of survival.

This time, Luo Miao trusted her sixth sense.

"Okay." Nanxi nodded readily.

They arrived together at the door of Madam Bai's room, reached out to push it open, but couldn't.

"Madam Bai actually locked the room." Luo Miao couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

Madam Bai will be back tonight; they simply cannot break down the door.

"Wait for me a moment," Nanxi said, then walked into another room.

A short while later, Luo Miao saw Nanxi return, holding a thin wire in her hand. She bent it and inserted it into the keyhole.

No way, does that mean Nanxi even knows this...?

"Click".

The door opened.

Luo Miao was dumbfounded: "...Nanxi, how did you know this?"

This doesn't seem like something someone like Nanxi would do.

Nanxi waved her hand modestly: "My dad taught me a lot of miscellaneous things, and I never thought they would come in handy."

After all, no one knows how many different things a long-lived old man who looks after a cemetery might know.

Luo Miao: Huh?

A father is teaching his daughter this?