Xu Yuan then remembered that the palace minister was also one of the original world natives who were persecuted to death, because Han Zhiqi died, and he was also the personal butler of the eldest princess as a player, and at the moment when the proof of Han Zhiqi's existence was erased, his identity as the personal butler of the eldest princess was also erased......

Almost instantly, he cleared his thoughts, lowered his head and realized that his outfit had become the dress of the palace minister at some point.

Without allowing him to think more, Xu Yuan walked towards the palace room.

What Xu Yuan didn't know was that there was a figure who had been standing on the second floor watching everything that was happening in the courtyard, and he left the moment Xu Yuan took action.

When he came to the restaurant but didn't see the head maid, Xu Yuanshun took a fruit knife and hid it in his waist, as long as he saw the head maid, he vowed to execute her on the spot, but now he has lost the position of the head maid, asked a few people, and the answers were all in different places, obviously the head maid had already been prepared.

The only three remaining werewolves, the deeper they hide, the more intelligent their minds are, and they have a certain strength. So how can they be so easily solved?

Sweat stains flowed down his forehead, and Xu Yuan's bangs were a little wet after running for a long time, sticking to his forehead, which was incompatible with everyone in the court who were neatly dressed and leather, and Xu Yuan's appearance inevitably looked a little embarrassed. The head maid couldn't be found on the first floor, so Xu Yuan wanted to go upstairs to find it, but at the turn of the remote staircase, Xu Yuan was stopped by a person who was rare in this palace and impressed him.

"Oh! Mr. Vic! It's a pleasure to see you again. I just wanted to go to you, I'm the court painter Blue Medici. The man in the top hat introduced himself, the left hand wearing white gloves in the room waved a few times in the air because of excitement, and the right hand was always in his pocket, accompanied by his exaggerated body movements and funny voice, the rich expression did not seem so abrupt, and his eyes narrowed into a slit, so that people could not see the color in his eyes, and Xu Yuan, who was anxious to find the head maid, could obviously take advantage of his good observation and calm handling as always, To discover the danger in front of him and the right hand he put in his pocket, but today, Xu Yuan made another mistake.

"I want to paint a portrait of my husband, you are really handsome, sir, this blue eye, high nose, just the right contour! Oh...... I'm sorry, I mean, can you have time to sit in my studio? ”

"I'm not free, didn't I just draw it a few days ago, me and ......" The portrait of the eldest princess was silenced in her throat, Han Zhiqi was no longer there, and it made people suspicious when she said it.

Xu is because the court painter in front of him is too distinctive, and there is no second person in the entire castle who is as enthusiastic as him at any time and anywhere, so Xu Yuan was deeply impressed by him when he first saw him a few days ago, and Han Zhiqi also said that maybe the nerves of engaging in art are more unbelievable to ordinary people......

"But your portrait was painted by my apprentice, and I haven't painted it yet......"

"I'm not free now, I'll talk about it another day." Refused without hesitation, ran forward, and wanted to pass through the gap on the right side of Blue, Xu Yuan couldn't have imagined that after a moment of rubbing shoulders, it was a dagger that went straight into his chest, and the other party's speed was extremely fast, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

"Mr. Vic's refusal is really sad, so I have to include my apprentice's paintings, and my collection is complete." Blue spoke, his voice muffled, but his smile changed from kind and enthusiastic to distorted and crazy.

Blue pulled out the dagger stuck in Xu Yuan's chest and plunged it into his abdomen again, letting the white gloves stain red with blood.

"It's beautiful, Mr. Vic, your blood is like the best embellishment, and the perfect piece of art that adorns it is your corpse." While whispering in Xu Yuan's ear, he kept repeating the process of pulling out and inserting, the dagger kept piercing Xu Yuan's skin, and Blue didn't give Xu Yuan a fatal blow as if he was enjoying himself, until Xu Yuan let go of the hand holding Blue shirt, his pupils shrank suddenly, blood gushed out of his mouth, his face was distorted together, pain swept through Xu Yuan's mind, Xu Yuan only felt that he was about to suffocate, and his body fell to the ground and convulsed due to pain and blood loss.

Blue is another werewolf...... Yes, I didn't think of it, how could I act alone so impulsively, after all, werewolves will also find teammates and act cooperatively, why don't I rely on those teammates who are members of the royal family at the first time and use their rights to search for the whereabouts of the head maid......

The news can't get out...... Will the rest of the teammates win...... Body...... It's so heavy...... I don't want to die......

The original light of the ground was drenched in blood at the moment, Xu Yuan was kicked down the stairs by Blue, when Xu Yuan's body and the long blood stains that rolled down the stairs turned into starlight and dissipated, when the blood-stained gloves became white again, and the dagger that assassinated Xu Yuan was quietly placed on the ground, Blue walked down the stairs unhurriedly, picked up the dagger, and walked briskly, full of that enthusiastic smile, inviting the next target to move to the studio to create, which belonged to his collection.

"Got it?" In the gloomy studio, the head maid looked at Blue, who was painting, this man's madman-like way of doing things made her unhappy, and she didn't kill people as soon as possible, but had to draw a portrait of the other party before she started after collecting it, and her attitude was so firm that until now, although several goals have been determined, she has not been able to deal with them as soon as possible. But the head maid only dared to be angry, because her strength alone was very limited, and many times she needed to cooperate with Blue to complete the task of erasing the good people.

"That's nature, my beautiful head maid." With a funny voice and a weird smile, Blue put down the paintbrush, and it was the painting he had driven out in a row—Xu Yuan's appearance in a pool of blood before he died, with the delicate dagger stuck in his body.

Taking out his pocket watch and looking at it, Blue put away the painting and hid it, and said excitedly to the head maid: "They, they are coming!" ”

When the maid heard this, she went to the side and lit a candle in the room, and the sun was setting outside the window, and the sky was glowing red in the evening, and at this moment, the dim studio was illuminated by candlelight.

A short time later, two of the royals from the Good Guys camp pushed the door open, and the head maid poured hot tea for the two princes and left, greeted by Blue, who were the models for his next collection of paintings and the ghosts of the werewolves when the moon hung high.

"Oh, noble princes, please allow me to occupy the time of the two of you for a moment, and thank you very much for the invitation to let me paint, and I will definitely present the most perfect gesture of the two on the canvas." The excited Bru pulled over the two people who were attracted by the paintings on the wall, let them sit down on the sofa where the models were staying in the studio, and then began to stand in front of the drawing board to paint, time passed by minute by second, Blue's face and clothes were slightly stained with paint, when the two people were drowsy, Blue accidentally kicked over the pen holder, and the sewage of the shabu-shabu was scattered on the ground, but Blue ignored it, his eyes seemed to be staring at the painting hot, and he cried out in surprise, so frightened that the two princes were suddenly sleepy: "The painting is finished, the painting is finished!" It's perfect! The state of the two. ”

The chief maid pushed the door in response, blowing out the candles one by one along the way, the two princes did not care about the strange behavior of the chief maid, and hurriedly gathered around to look at Blue's painting expectantly, in the warm atmosphere, the surroundings were lit by candlelight, the two were in the center of the painting, sitting on the red velvet sofa, with their heads up, their faces frightened, their hands were tense like chicken claws, as if they were convulsing, struggling to die, resisting the advent of death.

Looking at the vivid picture, as if that was their fate, a chill rushed from head to toe. Xu was at ease for too long, immersed in the joy of being a prince, and the two of them forgot their original identities and the dangers they should be wary of.

The last candle was blown out, the studio returned to darkness, only the cold moonlight became the only light source in the dark studio, in the frightened eyes of the two fleeing, the bodies of Blue and the maid swelled suddenly, bathed in the moonlight, the werewolves were refreshed, the black fur reflected the oily luster, the fangs and claws flashed a terrifying cold light, the wolf's eyes were bloodthirsty red light, and the frightened faces of the two were reflected in them, and the two frantically pushed the door locked by the head maid, but everything was futile and desperate.

Before she could even scream, the maid kicked the ground violently and rushed forward, and the claws easily split the body of one of them into two with a strong wind, and after the maid was successful, Blue did not fall into the wind, opened her bloody mouth and bit down on the head of the other person, and the huge bite force ripped off the prince's head almost instantly, and with a muffled sound, Blue spit out the head in his mouth, and the head fell to the ground, rolling down to the feet of the maid chief. The maid gave a faint look and then turned her face away: "A madman is a madman......"

Blood splattered onto the roof and sprinkled on the walls of the paintings, but if you looked closely, you could see that the paintings in the corners were portraits of the dead good guys, including two of them, the eldest princess Margarina V in a white dress and holding a bouquet of roses, and Vic, the butler in a tuxedo and holding a wine tray.

Until the starlight dissipates and carries away the two wisps of the soul, everything returns to silence again.