Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 242 Autistic Little Poor (45)
He Fanxing? "

The man in the darkness came out little by little, the light brightened, and the baby-faced man appeared in front of Tan Sang.

What is completely different from his face is the paranoia revealed in his bones, and there is a red tear mole at the corner of his eye.

The long and narrow eyes were filled with a sickly crimson, and a treachery that eroded people's hearts.

There is no hint that there are NPCs among the guests.

No one would have guessed that the little boy He Fanxing who was afraid of everything turned out to be the owner of this castle.

There was a chuckle in the dead silence, "No wonder! No wonder..."

He seems crazy, like a demon.

Continue to say: "Tan Sang, you are as smart as her, but why doesn't she know how to be smarter?"

Tan Sang is not interested in knowing the story of the NPC and the secrets of this castle world: "Is the mission complete?"

"When did you find me?"

Tan Sang really wanted to say something—Young man, you play a lot.

He looked at the progress bar above his head and it was only eighty.

After explaining the story for the effect of the program, Tan Sauna issued three cards.

"According to the situation of this ancient castle, the original owner should be a blood queen.

[Don't trust anyone] It can be regarded as a warning to the queen, but she still likes you in the end. "

The second card.

"[You also liked him] and the hints in the lyrics are probably the plot of you and the queen falling in love and killing each other."

A nice voice, counting the clues like this, stripping everything out.

Tan Sang looked at the third card and was slightly stunned. It was Xiaomei who gave her life.

Her purpose was to kill him, why did he hand her the knife so stupidly?
There was a strange emotion in a pair of twinkling eyes.

"As for the final [Death is Rebirth], it should be that the program crew deliberately let some of us die.

Actually, I didn't doubt you at first, but you really talk too much. "

The main reason is who can get close to her without knowing her.

It feels like I'm here to hug my thigh.

He Fanxing didn't expect such a straightforward reason, but he still wanted to finish the task given by the program group.

Then keep trying to hold on.

Tan Sang turned over the last card. The rose was as red as ever, but stained with blood.

"I think the end of the story is that the Queen is willing to die by your sword."

He Fanxing squatted down slowly, covering his face with his slender fingers, as if he was very sad and grieved, and then suddenly smiled.

Question: "Do you know what he chose when I gave him the knife?"

"It's a willing suicide."

I am willing to die for you.

As long as you are willing to tell me, I will give you everything you want.

So, when she wrote with him, he was happy.

The heart hurts suddenly and suddenly.

A belated notification sound that seems to be in line with Tan Sang's idea [Ding, favorability value +5, current favorability value is 73]

Suddenly, there seemed to be low-pitched, intermittent music slowly flowing out of an old phonograph, slowly kneading into a faintly sad male voice.

Low and distant music sounded, and the gray-and-white picture began to play.

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In the ancient castle, the rarest blood queen was born. The blood race is always cold-blooded. The queen was left in the castle. She has no playmates, but she has countless dolls.

The beautiful ones, the ugly ones, the funny ones, the quiet ones... only nothing alive.

So the young and arrogant blood queen met the confident boy.

They meet, know each other, love each other, and leave each other.

The beloved boy is not a lost gentleman, but a human prince ordered to kill her.

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Do you not love me anymore?
No votes for me.

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(End of this chapter)