Autistic little pity (forty-five)
He Fanxing? ”
The man in the dark walked out little by little, the light turned on, and the baby-faced man appeared in front of Tan Sang's eyes.
Completely different from his face is the paranoia revealed in his bones, and there is a red tear mole in the corner of his eye.
The narrow eyes are full of sickly redness and eroding treachery.
There is no hint that there are NPCs in the guests.
No one could have imagined that the little boy He Fanxing, who was afraid of anything, turned out to be the owner of this ancient castle.
A chuckle crossed the air in a dead silence, "No wonder! No wonder ......"
He is like madness, like a demonic barrier.
continued: "Tan Sang, you are as smart as her, but why doesn't she know to be smarter? ”
Tan Sang was not interested in learning about the story of the NPC and the secrets of this castle world: "The mission is complete, right?" ”
"When did you find me?"
Tan Sang really wants to complain - boy, you have a lot of plays.
I looked at the progress bar above my head again, and it was only eighty.
In order to explain the story for the effect of the show, Tan Sang took out three cards.
"Judging from the situation of this castle, the original owner should have been a blood queen.
Don't trust anyone, it's a warning to the Queen, but she's finally falling in love with you. ”
The second card.
"[You also liked him] and the hint in the lyrics is probably the plot of you and the queen falling in love and killing each other."
A nice voice, like this, count the clues, and peel off everything to the cocoon.
Tan Sang looked at the third card and was slightly stunned, this was still given to her by Ren Xiaomei.
Her purpose was to kill him, why did he stupidly hand her the knife?
There was a strange emotion in his eyes.
"As for the end, [death is rebirth], it should be that the program team deliberately let some of us fake their deaths.
Actually, I didn't doubt you at first, but you really, talk too much. ”
The main thing is that there is someone who can be so close to her without knowing her.
It feels like I'm here to hug my thighs.
He Fanxing didn't expect such a straightforward reason, but he still had to finish the task given by the program team.
And then keep trying to hold on.
Tan Sang opened the last card, the red rose as always, but it was stained with blood.
"I think the end of the story is probably that the queen is willing to die by your sword."
He Fanxing slowly squatted down, covering his face with his slender fingers, as if he was very sad and sad, and suddenly hooked his lips and smiled.
Ask: "Do you know what he chose when I gave him a knife?" ”
"It's willing to commit suicide."
I am willing to die for you.
As long as you are willing to tell me everything you want, I will give it to you.
So, when she wrote to him, he was happy.
It seems to be in line with Tan Sang's thoughts, and the belated prompt [Ding, Favorability +5, current Favorability 73]
Suddenly, there seemed to be low, staccato music slowly flowing out of the old gramophone, slowly rubbing into a faintly sad male voice.
Low, distant music played, and gray-white images began to play.
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In the ancient castle, the rarest bloodline queen was born, the bloodline has always been cold-blooded, the queen was left in the castle, she has no playmates, but she has countless dolls.
Pretty, ugly, funny, quiet...... There is nothing alive except for it.
So the young and arrogant queen of the blood clan met the young man with a confident eye.
They met, got to know each other, fell in love, and separated each other.
The beloved boy is not a lost gentleman, but a human prince who is ordered to kill her.
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Don't you love me anymore?
None of the votes were cast for me.
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