Chapter 690

#In the end of the century, Egypt's pharaoh was suddenly discovered. In the last century, thousands of people killed him and couldn't stop him. Did he have an affair with the Pharaoh? Within an hour after the game ended, there was a hot search for the latest information about "doomsday century".

Most of them are not novices. They have certain survival and fighting skills in the game. They are not guilty of being called a big man. But they are so experienced that they can't do a thousand years ago!

Limited to the particularity of the game theme, the pain of the doomsday century has been reduced to 30%, so as to prevent players from being killed too many times, resulting in fear or even depression.

In order to protect the players' health, the game officials broke their hearts. Even in the process of killing players by zombies, they dare not design too crazy death methods. Most of them just stroke lightly, and players' body aches and Ko is out.

But this is not the case with the Pharaon who was called out of God's prank.

Obviously, he is one of the AI heroes in the love game. When he started, he called out a cruel and cruel death method that the dog didn't dare to write. The Pharaon operated and demonstrated them one by one. He was so powerful that he kicked his head out of his head. It was not just a talk.

Players really experienced what is called the real doomsday game.

It was a sense of despair that thousands of troops were easily destroyed by one person.

Players have built a survival building, exchanging their own death method and survival time.

The shortest is a second to kill, just raised weapons on the cold through, that is simply non-human speed!

And the longest time is not more than 10 minutes. This is because of the group fight. The other party can't hold him for a while. When everyone is cold and has no cover, he can only lie down.

The most heated discussion is still the relationship between the king and Lilith.

Players don't understand, one is the Mediterranean wind of ancient myth, the other is the tropical desert wind of Egypt, the cold white leather is different from the ancient copper leather, how can they get together?

Pei Dang did not understand.

So when he returned to the game of love, he specialized in catching adultery. No, he went to "torture and extort confessions".

"What's your relationship with the Pharaon?"

"What does it matter?"

"You're so stupid that they call you sister!"

Lin Lang turned over and pulled the blanket over her head.

Pei Dang pressed her waist, "Hey, don't sleep if you don't say it clearly!"

Or Elizabeth good, although a little devil character, but a small Dang, sweet to the heart. It's extremely difficult to do anything like this guy, who is more senior than him and refuses to cooperate.

PA, Pei Dang was pulled down, he fell on her body.

Close physical contact, her breath is close at hand.

Pei Dang suffocated for a moment.

"What's the matter?"

He was at a loss.

Lilith rarely makes such a fragile move.

She hugged him tightly, her head stuck into his neck, and her black hair wrapped around his body.

“…… What's up? Do you remember something? "

Pei Dang put down the voice again, hesitated, raised his hand to touch her back.

Then he had numbness in his arm for two hours.

Waiting for someone to wake up again, she disliked pushing him, launched a kick attack, "what are you doing here? Who allowed you to go to bed? "

Pei Dang was on the ground with three legs, and one leg was hooked to the bedside.

His hair bristled with anger, and he turned back and growled, "you know! You held me first

I don't recognize people after holding them!

What's the difference between this and the scum girl who just says goodbye to her pants?!

She denied, "no way. I want to sleep, my strong count."

A cold voice with a smile in it.

"Van drow died without regret if he could get a compliment from Miss Lilith for her strength."

The place where they stayed was the living room. As the former owner of the manor, the count of vampire had the privilege of not reporting.

He stepped forward slowly, knelt on one knee, gave a kiss, but did not leave immediately. His cold lips pressed against the back of her hand and said, "Miss Lilith, you suddenly disappeared. Have you been summoned by some mysterious force?" Speaking of this, the count of vampire's eyes slowly turned to the corner of his eyes, showing a cold light.

Pei Dang's scalp is numb and his hair is erect.

"My bedroom is dirty. You clean it. I'll check it in two hours. If there's a little dust, I'll cook you for dinner."

The queen lay languidly on the sofa, and her tone of command was very skillful.

Pei Dang was dissatisfied and called out, "you have so many servants. It's not clean enough to sweep every day?"

"Are you going or not?"The other side a pick eyebrow, the eye sees good feeling degree rise and fall, although that is negative, but also very bad hearted, Pei Dang bit teeth, "go!"

I'm afraid of you, ancestor.

After the young man left resentfully, Fanzhuo's mouth was hooked, and he was careless. His thin lips climbed up the back of her hand to her arm and ground them gently and patiently. Her voice was so soft that she said, "Miss Lilith seems to like this human being so much that she deliberately wants him to leave. Is it for fear that I would like this prey?"

He laughed low again, his throat was rolling slightly, his bow tie was regular and neat, and the vampire's excessive desire was only revealed through his eyebrows and eyes.

"You don't have to be so nervous. Your will is my sword. I am willing to open up new territory for you. Just a human being. If you like it, you can make it a fun toy. "

Of course, all these premises are based on the toy's taste. If it is not interesting, it will have to be disposed of as waste.

"What about the document I asked for? Did you bring it? "

"You say that?"

The count raised the sheepskin bag in her hand. She reached for it. He twisted his wrist and avoided it.

"What do you mean, count?"

She had a smile on her lips and a cold look in her eyes.

"I will give you the gift you want, but should you kiss your faithful believer? Comfort his tired mind of sorting out data for many days. "

She ticked him off, perfunctorily.

The man's lips are full of nostalgic laughter.

"You didn't teach me that way."

So he responded with more affection.

Pei Dang on the other side is under the guidance of the housekeeper, tie up the scarf, tie up the trouser legs, face to face to clean the bedroom.

It's really hard for him to play a game and do housework.

He didn't even want to do his own real housework. He invited his aunt hour every time.

This game is to abuse him!

However, this is also an opportunity, bedroom is the most relaxed place, clues hidden the master's secret. He took advantage of the housekeeper's going out, carpet searching for clues.

One of the letters caught his attention.

It is pitifully placed under the feet of the table by the host. Its dark red skin is integrated with the carpet. If you don't look carefully, you can't find it.

The color, the texture, the proper antique level, that is, the witch can do such outrageous behavior. Pei Dang carefully drag out the letter, there are metal locks, bite a beautiful rose. Strong smell of ink, mixed with a very uncomfortable smell of rust.

Distortion, depravity, madness, heterotopia, etc., this kind of information is particularly obvious.

A corner of the dark red skin was broken. Someone wrote a line of warning with a sharp pen.

-- things in the abyss are forbidden to read.

It's quite like a horror story.

Pei Dang praised a dog's plan. His fingers touched the metal lock and thought about the place where the witch could put the key.

PATA.

The blood came on my face.

The letters were full of large blood stains. They were old and illegible. He came to see them.

Suddenly, a line of bright red was oozing out.

Save Our Souls。

This translation is to save our souls.

Who does this "we" refer to?

Pei Dang did not want to understand, the game's prompt sound first step rings.

[branch line 2: Red desire]

[progress: to be determined]

[plot introduction: This is an ancient letter left in the Jihad period of the blood clan, which seems to record some unknown secrets. When you open it, there is a voice urging you, go quickly, don't look back 】

it seems that in order to meet the occasion, a gloomy tone sounded in the deep of the attic, which scared Pei Dang into white sweat in the broad day.

Pei Dang secretly scolded a wipe, pretending to play tricks, he is not afraid!

Come on! Barrage!

The audience in the live broadcasting room gave him face and immediately sent out funny jokes, which eased the atmosphere of terror.

Pei Dang chose to enter the branch line.

As soon as his eyes turned, he failed to land perfectly. He was black and blue, covered his nose and screamed.

After a while, with another crack, a small wooden door opened, and two young men dressed as waiters threw out a black object, which rolled right to his feet.

The other person was sleeping soundly and snoring.

It turned out to be an alcoholic.

Pei Dang rolled his eyes.

The emperor of the liver arrived. Of course, it's impossible to leave empty handed. Pei Dang paid three respects to NPC. Brother, I'm sorry. I'm going to pick you up today.

Pei Dang was a top-ranking bag licker when he played the doomsday century. Every time he touched out good things, it was a pity that he was just a poor man who looked like a good one. Pei Dang searched his pocket, even his hair was stripped, and he found something similar to a medal.It's better than nothing.

Pei Dang pulls the drunkard to one side, lest he lie on the road and be run over.

He walked through the night with his gadgets in his hands.

Take a look at the dim street lamp.

Lying in the palm of the hand is a medal of crystal material, blooming a red rose.

Like what else?

He squinted to see.

Setites？

Se Tate?

Damn, isn't that one of the thirteen clans?

Pei Dang ran out along the map and saw a scene that made him afraid.

There was a cross in the dark, on which setat was bound, with his head drooping, and his chest covered with blood clots.

Dead?

Who killed it?

In a short time, after he left!

Pei Dang's hair is too small to spell out the truth of the maze.

"Dada."

The sound of shoes approached, echoing in the lonely street.

It's not good to come.

Pei Dang silent opened the mall.

The cold palm fell and patted him on the shoulder.

The silver gun was on his forehead in an instant.

The other side was stunned and said helplessly, "third brother, when did you become so sensitive? It's not like you. "

Third brother?

It was Pei Dang's turn to be stunned. The visitor was tall, with deep facial features, dark brown hair and a very coquettish braid. "Here, there is a vampire pretending to be your identity. I've already dealt with him." He summoned a group of vultures, pecked at the corpse on the cross, and the flesh and blood evaporated in an instant.

The vultures huddled around the cross and were not in the night.

Yes, it's scientific.

Pei Dang has no expression.

"Go, go back to Enfield. My brother has something to discuss with us."

Pei Dang, who was regarded as the third brother by magic, touched the crystal badge in his pocket and decided not to act. He asked quietly, "what are you discussing?"

The vampire's eyes showed a trace of treacherous scarlet.

"Discussion --"

"how to divide food. Our dear elder sister, delicious flesh and blood. "