Infinite Throne

Completely bare, they probably won't be interested.If you can spy something under the skirt, no one minds, just take another look there.

It was very easy to see from the angle of looking up. When it was about to disappear, No. 5 suddenly stepped back, covered her skirt, blushed, and said angrily:

"You can't look here..."

"You guys are too bad, please don't be like this."

Although they didn't see anything, their eyes were even bolder.

Don't let me watch it, I just want to watch it.

The sound of the music gradually became lively, spinning, jumping, and dancing steps accelerated, and everyone adapted well.

The middle-aged gentleman wearing red iron shoes, his face was extremely pale, bean-sized drops of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his decent suit was also soaked in sweat, but No. 5 didn't have time to wipe his sweat.

That rose-like red skirt is too easy to be exposed. In order to prevent everyone from seeing the secrets under the skirt, No. 5 always presses down on the skirt at the right time to block the key parts.

But every spin, every leap, is on the verge of losing control.The eyes of those people also changed with the ups and downs of their skirts——

The corners of the skirt are flying, looking forward to it.

Under the corner of the skirt, disappointed.

It's like dangling a carrot in front of a donkey, always just one bite away. No. 5 can be called a master of propriety, his eyes circulated in the crowd, and he looked at them from time to time, showing a smile full of affection.

The iron shoes trampled on the mixture of flesh and blood, stirring up bursts of light red blood mist.The aroma of blood is the most suitable atmosphere foil, secretly telling everyone that no matter what crazy things they can do tonight.

The sound of the music is brisk and enthusiastic, and the dance music is nearing the end, which is also the place with the fastest rhythm.

No. 5 finally had no time to press the skirt, but the light and shadow were just right to block the focus of everyone's sight, making people eager to lift up the red skirt.

There were already people in the audience with red eyes staring at No. 5, wishing to swallow the beauty in the red dress with her belt and bones in her stomach.

On the contrary, the prisoners in the basement looked complicated. They all knew what No. 5's real body looked like, and they withered away at a glance.

I don't know how this group of vivacious little prey will react when they see it?It's exciting to think about.

The last note fell, and the water in the middle-aged gentleman's body was evaporated, and the entire stage on the second floor was shrouded in a layer of light smoke. His body seemed to have become brittle, his flesh and bones turned into charcoal, and even his body surface was discolored. Very appalling.

Anyone with eyes can see what's wrong with him.

[Terror value 73%]

What everyone paid more attention to was the secret under the skirt. They were short of breath, their faces were flushed, and they stared at No. 5 like wild beasts.

No. 5 lived up to expectations, and lifted her skirt at the moment the note fell——

A burly face belonging to a man was looking at everyone with a provocative look, and then let out a rough and heroic laugh:

"Hahahahaha, are you satisfied with what you see?"

"Little handsome guys, come and play~"

"I'm so satisfied with your performance! I can't wait!"

"Hurry up~ come to my place..."

He showed a smile that any man could understand, and his voice was so loud that the walls trembled, like a muscular man asking:

"Who wants to have a good time with me tonight?"

[Terror value 75%]

[Terror value 78%]

[Terror value 80%]

The horror value that was slowly climbing was like riding a rocket.

This scene was too absurd, instantly strangling everyone's exuberant desires in their cradles.

It was like pouring a large basin of ice water over a burning fire.

It's like going to a foot bath shop to enjoy special services. If you choose four girls and eight hands to press together, the result is four aunts with big arms and round waists. They are so proficient in bathing with one hand, and they are so powerful that everyone can rub out two catties of mud.

This is really scary.

The next second is still heaven, and the next second is straight to hell.

I don't know where the sound of vomiting came from, and it was more than one person.

[Terror value 82%]

"Hahahahahahaha..." Male No. 5 was still laughing, feeling unprecedentedly satisfied.

"What kind of monster is this? It's really disgusting."

"Ugh, she should be tied to the stake and burned to death..."

"I hate red dresses, and all women who wear red dresses."

If the door hadn't been locked, they might have all escaped.

No. 5 jumped down from the second floor and made a mighty voice:

"Are you satisfied with what you see?"

"Don't run away, come and play..."

"What are you afraid of? Am I not beautiful?"

The guests under the stage scattered and fled everywhere.If holes could be drilled in the ground, they might have already started digging holes.

Except King Andrew.

He is actually a bit old, he looks five or sixty years old, and has enjoyed a life of extravagance since he ascended the throne. His body has been completely hollowed out, and he still stays where he is, as if he has lost the confidence to escape.

No. 5 walked towards King Andrew, showed interest, and asked:

"Why don't you run away?"

Of course, King Andrew is different from those idiots who only know how to run for their lives. He also showed an expression of interest, and took the initiative to lift the skirt of No. 5, with the corners of his mouth crazily raised, and his smile was charming and fanatical:

"Because you are so beautiful, you are the most perfect in my eyes."

"Beauty, I want you to be my queen."

"Don't care about those ordinary people, their aesthetics are too low-level. Only I can appreciate your beauty. Will you marry me?"

King Andrew picked up the abandoned bouquet of roses, got down on one knee, and proposed to No. 5.

"It was so sudden..." No. 5 was suddenly shy. After a passionate dance, the ribbon that was originally tied around his neck could no longer bear it, and it just fell apart.

The beauty's head was bent at ninety degrees, and she looked at King Andrew shyly and in surprise, showing an embarrassed smile.

"Sorry, I'll have to tie my neck tighter next time."

"Is that okay?" Female No. 5 asked.

Male No. 5 is not happy, and his eyes are shuttling among the crowd:

"You're too old, you don't have much strength at first sight. I like young ones. Is there a strong man..."

[Terror value 84%]

The onlookers have forgotten how to react. They are like a group of poor quails, and they are also like cheap and old computers with too much information load, unable to calculate, and finally burned the main board.

"Please sit down, the game is not over yet." Lin Yebai sounded the human skin drum, reminding everyone indifferently.

No. 5 is indeed a sharp weapon to kill the enemy, so if you get the world of ghost stories, you will be able to make a splash.Locking No. 5 in the basement is really a shame.

King Andrew seemed to be irritated by No. 5, his chest heaved violently, and he almost fell down. Mrs. Rose supported him, always gentle.

One of the guests suddenly wilted because of the secret under the skirt, and switched to manual. There was no response for a long time, and he fell into embarrassing rage, and was embarrassed to communicate with others.He completely lost interest in continuing the game, cursing:

"Fuck the game, I want to get out of here!"

"Really, sir..." No. 5 appeared behind him, and directly turned the heads of the guests who were eager to leave 90 degrees.

"Now you can play the game obediently like this."

After the neck was broken, the tantrum guest finally calmed down and sat on a chair with his neck cocked.His eyes fell on the second floor very cooperatively, he began to applaud, and said four words stiffly: "The game continues."

The chairs have been rearranged and everyone has a place.Someone tried to attack No. 5 from behind, but was grabbed by the corpse hand that suddenly protruded from the ground, and obediently pressed him on the seat.

The drumbeat stopped suddenly, and the bouquet was still in King Andrew's hand.The moment King Andrew realized what had happened, he wanted to throw the bunch of flowers to Mrs. Rose beside him.

But it was too late.

The card in his hand already showed the words: old age to death.

Now that Lin Yebai's goal is very close, he just wants to complete the harvest quickly, and he doesn't need to follow the previous steps to let King Andrew go to the second floor.

"The flowers are yours, yours..." King Andrew was unwilling to give up the hope of life, his expression turned grim, and he forced the bouquet of flowers into Madam Rose's hand.

Madam Rose did not refuse and took the bouquet.But that card couldn't be transferred, and while King Andrew was ripping it off, he started to age.

The hair quickly turned gray, and then went completely white, dull and sparse.

The skin loses its elasticity and becomes dry.

Age spots started to appear on the skin, also on the face.

His eyes lost their luster, he wanted to roar, he wanted to whine, but in the end there was only the sound of dry breathing.

Everyone can feel that kind of despair, and no one wants to grow old, especially those in high positions.

"The next king is..." King Andrew told Madam Rose with difficulty. His voice was so weak that Madam Rose could hear it clearly, and nodded to him after listening.

King Andrew let go, slumped on the chair, his eyes were still open, resentful and unwilling.He didn't die of old age in the normal way, and the corpse was particularly ugly, a pile of soft bones covered with wrinkled flesh, as if it would rot anytime.

The process of aging to death is manipulated by the descendant of the black goat, Maye. It is a very easy task for her, and she can complete it with a hook.

[Terror value 87%]

"Do we each draw a card?" someone asked.

"If it continues, it won't be finished at dawn."

They began to understand the rules of the game and tried to escape.

Lin Yebai, who was about to fill up the horror value, was in a good mood, and explained: "No, you can vote for a card you like the most, and then everyone will be executed in the same way as on the card."

In fact, they had no chance of escape at all, and everyone didn't write any good content.

"Has any of you written about dying a happy old age after getting out?"

"We all leave the flowers in your hands."

The guests attending the banquet looked at each other and asked questions about their fellow guests.

The content on the card prohibits discussion, even if they broke the rules at this time, Lin Yebai did not stop them.Even if they communicate freely, or resist with force, the result will only be deeper despair.

Lorne was getting a little impatient waiting, and didn't want to listen to those messy discussions anymore, so he said with a smile:

"The card in my hand is very safe."

"You can leave the flowers in my hands."