"Su Mu Brothers......."

"Can we really fight that Scar Man.....

The middle-aged man whispered a little, although because of the task and a trace of inexplicable trust in Su Mu, he chose to stand next to Su Mu.

But he didn't think the two of them had any chance of winning against the scarred man Li Honglong.

"I don't think so."

Su Mu thought seriously for a moment and said his conclusion to the middle-aged man.

In an instant, the middle-aged man's face was as earthy, as if he was about to cry, and Su Mu patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"Let's go, if you don't go back to the room, you won't have to face that ugly monster with scars, I'm afraid you'll face the maid head that Camille said about old Biden."

“！！”

The gloomy cloud on his face was still gone, and the middle-aged man quickly ran towards the stairs, and Su Mu followed unhurriedly behind him.

As if feeling a hint of being watched, Su Mu looked at the first floor when he was about to step up to the last step to the second floor.

The sight was empty, Su Mu scratched his head, and his figure completely entered the second floor.

Boom.....

The last bell slowly dissipated, and the old man with the bell emerged from the shadows, his eyes cloudy.

At this moment, on the first floor of the castle, the moonlight that was poured into the castle through the transparent glass slowly receded out of the window like a spirit.

The window was covered with a dark and inexplicable light, as if the light from the outside world had completely disappeared!

Even the pale yellow candles on the ceiling seemed to be blown out, and the endless burning stopped.

There were only seven people left in the eight stacks of the round table, and the golden lamps and candles were still burning, as if no one could shake them.

"Great Earl, your humble servant Camille awaits you here."

"I have brought you the soul of a desecrated person this time as your most delicious food."

Camille's somewhat rickety body was more humble, and he slowly placed the rusty bronze bell in his hands in Su Xiaomiao's position on the round table.

And the golden candle corresponding to Su Xiaomiao was slowly picked up by his wrinkled old hand, and in an instant, Camille's face became even paler, and the wrinkles on his face were like a knife carving, and the whole person seemed to be a few years older.

As Camille slowly handed the golden lamp in his hand to the bronze bell, a strange blue emanated from the bronze bell, and the patina that covered the entire bronze bell fell off with some creaking sounds, and the extremely ugly chewing sound with extremely harsh fluctuations spread throughout the first floor.

The gold on the golden lamp, which had lost its candle flame, slowly faded, and the skin became a gray shell, as if it had been absorbed by the bronze bell.

"Very.... No..... Wrong. ”

The staccato sound sounded from within the bell, and with the divergence of blue light, a familiar figure appeared in the center of the round table with the passage of time.

Su Xiaomiao! No, the most noble count of the castle licked his lips and sat cross-legged in the center of the round table, his upper body extremely solid, and from the waist down was like a 3D projection of blue virtual light.

"Is the lamp that was sacrificed this time actually a descendant of the woman who followed Su Ling like a fart that year? Joyfully! ”

Feeling the smell coming from the lamp, the Count smiled with satisfaction.

"As you think, in the hands of the back of the man you once laid out, the descendants of the eight who escaped really came as promised."

Camille knelt on the ground and bowed her head, hesitated for a moment and added.

"Among them, that Su Ling's grandson is as annoying as Su Ling back then."

"Then why don't you kill him?! Rubbish! ”

The Count's good mood seemed to disappear at once because of these words, and his face became extremely gloomy.

"That guy is very alert.... The other party seems to have figured out some of the rules of the castle, and I can't kill him with my own hands..."

Looking at his master's increasingly ugly face, Camille hurriedly said in a respectful voice.

"But that guy is just an ordinary person, except for that lowly soul who gives me a slight sense of threat, but he shouldn't be able to resist breaking away from your spells, and no one else is enough! By the time of tomorrow night's dinner, if these people can't find out about that rule, they'll all die! My master. ”

"And tonight our chief maid will take the life of a blasphemous! My honorable master! ”

Glancing coldly in the direction of the second floor, the earl's face softened slightly.

"You're doing well, Camille."

"But I'm sure you'll do better."

"Only when all the descendants of these eight people die can the seal of the strange thing that Su Ling used at that time be unlocked, I can feel that the seal is loosening a little! Twenty years! I've finally waited for this moment! ”

"Camille, don't let me down."

The ethereal voice slowly dissipated with the Count's phantom in the center of the round table, Camille wiped the cold sweat on his head, and looked in the direction of the second floor with a cold look in his eyes.

"Head maid, go and kill the lucky guy upstairs who broke the rules."

In the shadows, a huge figure slowly appeared from it, slowly walking towards the second floor.

............

Returning to the position where the No. 3 famous brand room was hung, Su Mu felt a palpitation in his chest.

"That guy is scary....."

Flattening his little heart, Su Mu, who thought of himself as an ordinary person, fell into deep contemplation.

The head maid who appeared gave him a palpitation that he had never felt before, and he even felt that the other party had discovered him when he used his ability to deceive reality to hide!

Even if it was an old man who rang the bell, he didn't have the feeling he had just now, and he dared to attack the other party with the ability to deceive reality.

"This thing shouldn't be able to fight hard, she should be an invincible existence in this copy, as long as it meets the other party's killing rules."

Su Mu rubbed his eyebrows, but he had a headache.

He really didn't expect that it was not only his own to invite that Camille's hatred, but also because his identity in the copy was a negative blessing completely in this ancient castle!

"Find the soul of Chicken Sauce? This script is so familiar. ”

Removing the sense of déjà vu in his mind, Su Mu pinched his chin.

"Since these eight marigolds are incarnated by the Earl of the Seal of that transcendent thing, then the purpose of this copy should not be to reduce the number of people."

"Otherwise, it would be difficult for the Earl to be relieved."

Subconsciously rubbing his stomach, Su Mu fell into deep thought.

"So, what does this have to do with me as a regular player? Think about how to make that scar man burp this copy in glory? It's a bit difficult to choose. ”

He, Su Mu, will repay his kindness.