Quick Wear: Male God Please Hate Me

After the innkeeper disappeared, everyone looked at each other again. Dong Xuewen was the first to speak, "We are already here. Let's follow the requirements step by step. Otherwise, we may end up like those people."

Everyone knows who he is talking about "that group of people".

Li Xiaoqing pondered.

The others agreed with Dong Xuewen's words, and they all stood up and prepared to look for their rooms according to the house numbers.

Of course, their "companions" followed.

Before everyone separated, a little girl's sweet voice was heard, "Dad, I want to eat candy. Dad, do you have any candy?"

Wang Biao was already upset, and he answered subconsciously: "No."

The tone and attitude are very bad.

The little girl looked aggrieved and slowly lowered her head. Everyone looked at Wang Biao with unhappy eyes.

Then, a strange and ethereal laughter sounded, and the little girl looked up suddenly. Blood flowed from her eyes, and her originally small mouth split open. The corners of her lips pulled to her ears, and her teeth turned into fangs. It was extremely terrifying.

She suddenly opened her mouth and bit Wang Biao who was beside her. Wang Biao was terrified and raised his hand subconsciously.

As a result, his arm was bitten off by the "little girl" and swallowed into her stomach.

"Ahhhhh!" Wang Biao screamed. In just a few seconds, one of his tattooed arms was gone. Only the bloody severed arm was left, and the strong smell of blood filled the air.

Others were pale, stiff, and even in a bad mood ready to vomit. Of course, a certain man just glanced at it indifferently.

The little girl's voice became hoarse and creepy, "Then eat daddy's hand as candy."

Wang Biao’s face was as pale as gray, his body was shaking with extreme fear, and he almost fainted.

"You're going to smell too much blood."

A clear and sweet female voice broke the terrifying atmosphere.

The others didn't dare to move. They moved their eyes stiffly and looked at the woman who spoke.

The beautiful woman did not show much expression, but her eyes revealed a bit of disgust and dissatisfaction.

Some people have already begun to mourn for her in their hearts, but in a flash, they realized that she was also an accomplice of the monsters.

Is this considered a dispute between them?

Seeing everyone's eyes shifted to her, Li Xiaoqing was stunned and hid her petite body behind the man.

The man did not move, he was in a good mood.

Li Xiaoqing looked at the others warily.

She felt that what she said was right. The man named Wang Biao had his arm bitten off, and blood was constantly flowing out of the broken part. If it didn't stop, he might die from excessive blood loss.

The smell of blood was everywhere, which made people feel uncomfortable.

When the "little girl" heard her words, the weird smile froze on her face.

For the first time, people saw distress on the monster's face.

"I...I...what should I do?"

The "little girl" tremblingly retracted the smile on her face, and her hoarse voice trembled a little.

Li Xiaoqing wondered: Is she afraid of me?

In this case, she had to pretend to be serious. "How about you help him stop the bleeding first?"

"The smell of blood is too strong."

Li Xiaoqing pointed at Wang Biao, who had fallen to the ground, with his eyes closed and breathing weakly.

The "little girl" nodded blankly and returned to her little girl appearance, without the scary monster look.

I don't know where she took out the bandage from, and she quickly bandaged the unconscious Wang Biao with a look of disgust.

Taking advantage of this gap, Li Xiaoqing pulled the man away.

Seeing her leave, the others also left quickly.

Their "companion" looked a bit sympathetic, glanced at the little girl who was bandaging Wang Biao's wound, and then hurriedly followed their pace.

While looking for her room, Li Xiaoqing clearly felt something was wrong.

Is she a monster of higher status among these monsters? Is there a hierarchy among monsters?

Seeing the petite girl in front of him lowering her head and thinking seriously about something, Si Xuanling looked at her with a bit of doting, "We're here."

The deep and pleasant voice is as pleasant as the strings of a musical instrument, and it touches people's hearts.

Li Xiaoqing suddenly came back to her senses, "Sorry, I was distracted just now."

After she finished speaking, she realized that their current posture was too ambiguous.

The man was behind her and she was standing in front of the door.

His tall shadow cast a shadow over her, his body slightly bent towards her, his strong arms around her waist, his slender white, bony fingers holding a key, the retro-style key making his hand look exceptionally beautiful.

The man exuded a faint scent of sandalwood, and his unique scent surrounded her.

His warm breath touched her ears as he spoke.

The girl's white jade ears were tinged with a light pink.

But he pretended to know nothing, turned the key to open the door, and walked in with his long legs and a calm expression.