But not many survived.

Song Jin's extremely strange discovery - the team of Jack's group at the beginning, except for Jack and Ah Si, who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, the others didn't die!

You know, the survival rate of this group is already very high.

The other teams that formed at the beginning were either wiped out or there were less than two people left.

The housekeeper didn't say whether he wanted to live or dead medicinal herbs, but finally cleared the customs for them.

But these people are no better, originally 100 people, now only 8 people are left, not to mention, tired for a day, the whole body is sore, especially the soul has been subverted and hit.

After all, not everyone has the opportunity to see the medicinal herbs that can bite people, although they think it is strange, but compared to the elusive housekeeper, it seems that it is not difficult to accept.

At dinner in the evening, Lance reappeared in the hall, and it is not known if he was accustomed to walking freely through the gloomy darkness, and it was difficult for him to notice his arrival and departure.

In fact, when going down the mountain, Xiluo seemed to inadvertently ask her where Ah Si went, and Song Jin said that he was not feeling well and went down the mountain first.

But when he returned to the manor and saw the empty hall, Siloh didn't ask again.

Silo sat at the dining table, secretly clenching his fists.

Seeing that night was falling, and tomorrow would probably be a new escape, she complained helplessly,

"If I really go out, I won't kill anyone for the rest of my life! Whoever loves to come to this hellish place! I don't want to come a second time anyway! ”

Song Jin was eating with his head down, and when he heard her words, his eyes flashed slightly.

Turning her head sideways, her eyes fell on Lance, who was sitting next to her, poking the steak with a knife and fork.

His complexion was really pale, the fingers on the table could easily see the dark blood vessels under the skin, the broken hair on his forehead slightly obscured his eyes, and his facial features were deep and beautiful, so delicate that he looked extra unapproachable.

At this time, when he heard Xiluo speak, his expression did not change in the slightest.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered the conversation between the vampires about witches and werewolves when she turned into cats last night, she pulled a tissue, wiped her mouth, and looked up at Xiluo quietly, her beautiful and deep face with just the right amount of fear and uneasiness about the unknown tomorrow.

Like a fragile human being who genuinely fears for his life.

When they turned their eyes again, the others didn't even raise their heads, eating their own food quietly.

Song Jin's heart was circulating, and when he thought of a certain possibility, he faintly felt a headache.

If she was really the only human being left at the table, and the others were either witches, vampires, or werewolves, then she would be at the bottom of the food chain at the table......

Lance propped his head, casually lifted his eyes, and saw at a glance that she was wrinkling her eyebrows, looking worried and not knowing what she was thinking, lowering her eyes, her long eyelashes covered the light under her eyes, and threw the messy steak that was poked on her plate into Song Jin's plate.

"For you."

Song Jin was taken aback by his move, suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his head and saw the steak full of holes in front of him, opened his eyes, and looked up at him with an incredible expression.

But before she could say anything, a series of "bang, bang, bang—" sounded like the sound of a light bulb exploding.

In an instant, the originally bright hall was plunged into endless darkness.

Song Jin was thinking, "This he. . . Mom, are you playing werewolf killing or is it dark, please close your eyes", the next second, she, a weak chicken human, was picked up, and the person quickly moved to the door without any hesitation!

After she recovered, her body stiffened, followed by a sinking in her heart.

This man is not Lance.