Arc 5 | Bloody Castle (14) |

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The players as servants suddenly became very busy. They were woken up by the housekeeper early in the morning and then started to prepare for the banquet.

The Earl of Lance, whose body is composed of tens of thousands of vampire bats, is too strong. Even if they are unwilling to do so, they must abide by the rules honestly.

On the bright side, they are servants, not delicacies at the banquet. Moreover, it is only the fourth day. According to common sense, all members of the mission dungeon will not be destroyed less than half way through.

Twenty, no, now it should be said seventeen servant players, are not willing to take risks with the players who are guests. The power of players who were not strong in the first place was weakened as a result.

The grumpy twin-tail loli had an angry look on her face. Her weapon was a pink sledgehammer. If she didn't need to save strength for the night, she really wanted to use her sledgehammer to blow the heads of these idiots: "What if we Something happened, do they think they can escape?"

Another player with a high ponytail patted her shoulder to comfort her: "If you were in their position, you would hesitate."

This is human nature. When faced with danger, everyone wants others to rush ahead. No one wants to die. Among the new players who come in, there must be those who are willing to sacrifice for others, but such people will die immediately. Even if they can survive the novice level by luck, they will not survive for a few levels.

The only people who survived after several dungeons were those who put their own lives first. The current situation is absolutely normal.

"Okay, we don't have persuasion or charm skills, so we can't count on them."

Speaking of the charm skill, they thought of the maverick guy who was traveling with them: "Have you contacted the player who is suspected to be the first on the list? He is also a guest, so he doesn't have any special ideas? We can talk to him Exchange information."

They only know that the other party is suspected to be number one, but they cannot be sure. Murong Jue's face was dark: "I think he is very big-hearted and has no sense of crisis at all. He follows that NPC all day long, probably hoping that the young lady will protect him to complete this instance."

Murong Jue despises this kind of player who only relies on external forces. Even if the eldest npc is powerful, it is impossible to protect him all the time. What future can there be between the player and the npc.

"Ah!"

Tan Gui sneezed several times in succession, and the cool night breeze blew up a corner of his clothes and ruffled his hair: "The wind is a bit strong, let's go back."

Today's day is particularly short. It gets dark two hours earlier than yesterday. Now it's only five o'clock in the evening and there is no trace of the sun.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger. Not only was Tan Gui's clothes puffed up, Miss Lilith's hair was also blown into a mess. His hair is not as short as Tan Gui's. The long curly hair is blown by the wind and can stick to people's faces.

"Wait a minute." Tan Gui took out a ribbon from nowhere and helped his wife tie her hair. He stood in front of Feng, using his tall body to block the wind for the latter, and carefully and carefully tied her hair. Got a very beautiful hairstyle.

When braiding Mo Chen's hair, Tan Gui discovered that his hair in the copy was real and he didn't wear contact lenses in his eyes. However, there were no changes in other parts of his body, and his chest was as flat as ever.

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