There was a third werewolf is that someone sent a message, saying that someone seemed to have seen the shadow of a monster near the little prince's room in the middle of the night, although there were not many people who listened to it, but it still aroused the suspicion of Xu Yuan and others.

Xu Yuan checked the identity of the little prince on the first night, and sure enough, an eight-year-old child turned out to be a werewolf player, probably because he was too young and didn't know how to hide himself better, so he exposed his traces.

On this day, Xu Yuan and Han Zhiqi came to visit the little prince, the child's eyes were very innocent, his appearance was no different from that of a normal child, and his appearance was very handsome and cute.

Xu Yuan turned around and made a pot of tea, and put the poison that flowed into the palace from the black market channel in the little prince's teacup, the poison is chronic, and if you want to succeed, you can't do it overnight, otherwise he and Han Zhiqi will be easily discovered by hostile players and fall into an unfavorable situation.

Sure enough, although Han Zhiqi went to play with the little prince every two or three days as usual, the little prince's physical condition deteriorated, and the eight-year-old child easily couldn't imagine that others would harm him in such a way in secret, and thought that his physical condition was just because he was sick.

At first, the doctor only said that the little prince was suffering from a cold, but it could not be cured for a long time, so he began to prepare to diagnose him more carefully, but before that, Xu Yuan and Han Zhiqi had already taken action and carried out the so-called last time to accompany the little prince.

When the medicinal powder was dissolved in the little prince's favorite juice, Xu Yuan had already felt the guilt and guilt of slaughtering other people's lives, and when the sick little prince showed a friendly but weak smile at himself, the hand holding the juice almost trembled a little, Han Zhiqi seemed to see Xu Yuan's strange expression, took the juice from his hand in time, and fed the little prince personally.

After the little prince fell ill, the doctor did not allow him to drink anything other than water, and at this moment his favorite sister handed him the juice he liked the most and wanted to drink, and how could he resist this temptation at the age of eight, and drank it all in a few sips, showing a satisfied smile. Han Zhiqi helped the little prince who was sleepy to lie down, and watched him close his eyes and sleep for a long time.

Xu Yuan, as usual, took the cup and gave it to the maid to clean it, while he waited outside the door until Han Zhiqi came out.

"Have you ever thought about it, although he is a werewolf, he may not have killed anyone?"

"I know, an eight-year-old kid, I don't think it's about how kind he is, it's probably that he doesn't have enough guts. Can't you see the alienation in the depths of his eyes, just like the way we look at NPCs. ”

Thinking back to the appearance of the little prince, Xu Yuan frowned suspiciously, a sense of alienation? He didn't notice it, maybe that's why he would be soft-hearted and Han Zhiqi wouldn't, women are sensitive, and any change in feelings can be magnified in the eyes of a meticulous and observant woman, so that it can be remembered in the eyes and in the heart.

At least this point, Xu Yuan was ashamed of himself.

In the next few days, there was no movement in the royal family, Han Zhiqi and Xu Yuan felt strange together, and went to the little prince's room again, but found that there was no trace of anyone living in the room, yes, the little prince disappeared out of thin air, not remembered by anyone, Xu Yuan, who went to inquire about the whereabouts of the little prince, was regarded by others as a confused housekeeper, when was there an eight-year-old little prince in the royal family.

Back in Han Zhiqi's bedroom, Xu Yuan frowned, and his mood was complicated for a while, he knew that the little prince was dead, not only dead, because it was the player, but now he completely disappeared from this world.

If the player dies, they will completely disappear from the world and will not be known to others.

It's like a curse and the soul is betrayed to a demon, and if you die, you can't even leave a trace of your existence, which is the price of your life.

In this regard, Han Zhiqi's attitude is obviously much more indifferent.

"It's a person who has died once, even if it's a normal person, unless he was famous in his lifetime, he will be forgotten by the world only a hundred years after he dies, so that others remember it, it's better to take advantage of the opportunity to live, experience the rest of his life, and be happy, the most important thing." Han Zhiqi has always believed in individualism, in fact, everyone has their own life story, and living in this way can make her feel more relaxed.

"Happy? I hope so. Xu Yuan had not yet felt happiness, he remembered the pain when he was injured, the pain when he watched Wei Zedong's death, the anxiety when he was concerned about his sister's safety, and the guilt when he killed the little prince.

"There's no way, you're carrying too much," Han Zhiqi thought about Xu Yuan's situation, "But speaking of which, didn't you come with your sister in this game." ”

"I'm ashamed to say it, because the points were already minus fifty points before, and if I lose again, I won't die, so I have to entrust my sister to my brother to play the game together, and I have nothing to worry about by myself, which is more conducive to winning." Xu Yuan told Han Zhiqi the truth about the matter, including how he and his sister got into this game, and talked a lot for a while, Han Zhiqi listened quietly, and felt that he knew a little more about Xu Yuan.

"Car accident," Han Zhiqi sat on the bed, looked at Xu Yuan and sighed, "My way of dying is not worth mentioning, sometimes I feel that maybe this is fate, I should come, and I can't hide it." I died unexpectedly after I fell, and my temple hit the corner of the iron bed, so I should have died after rescue failed. ”

"Iron bed?"

"Yes, it's the bed where the dead were kept, and I was doing a human autopsy at the time, and I was a sophomore in college, studying forensics."

Xu Yuan made up the picture in his mind, thinking about Han Zhiqi's major, and seemed to be able to understand the origin of Han Zhiqi's strong psychological quality.

The days continued as usual, Xu Yuan also found out the identities of several good players, and at the same time found that the people of the original world would never ask Han Zhiqi, the eldest princess, to leave the range of the castle, and the players themselves could not take a step out of the palace, just like the players could not leave the range of the village at the beginning, the game had some kind of field restrictions.

So Han Zhiqi could only masochize himself from time to time, blowing cold winds, getting sick, and rarely going out on the grounds of being weak and sick, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the werewolves hiding in the dark.

After all, having the identity of the eldest princess but never going out of the castle to participate in royal activities is inevitably suspicious, and Xu Yuan also took this as an excuse to take care of Han Zhiqi wholeheartedly, and after a long time, Han Zhiqi found that he seemed to be more and more dependent on Xu Yuan's existence.

Three months have passed in a flash, during which Xu Yuan found out that the two maids and several members of the royal family were good people, and there was also a movement contact in secret, but after a while, he found that the maids had disappeared, like the little prince, indicating that in the secret, there were werewolves who made a move, and it can be inferred that the identity of the werewolf who acted should not be high, because he could only attack the maids, but he could not do anything about the royal family. Of course, it is not ruled out that it is just that werewolves have not yet discovered the existence of other good players. Xu Yuan also reflected on whether it was because his actions exposed the whereabouts of the two maids that they were killed. Therefore, Xu Yuan and Han Zhiqi always felt that there was an invisible pressure surrounding them, and now they had become a passive state of the enemy in the dark and in the light.

Several good guy players are under the leadership of Xu Yuan, who has taken the identity of a prophet, and Xu Yuan has checked all the lists listed by Han Zhiqi, but he has not been able to get all the information that the good guy camp needs. Now the only reliance of good people is probably Xu Yuan's needle-in-a-haystack inspection.

There are only two months left for the players, and the system prompts that there are still thirteen players left who have been identified as good guys, and there are still six people who have not been identified, and there are still four werewolves left, and half of the players in the good guy camp have been eradicated in the past three months.

The longer you live, the stronger your strength becomes, the death toll in the court continues to increase, and the werewolves seem to be a little uncontrollable, and every day the natives of the original world die, making people in the court panic.