The female supporting role is really here to mess things up

Then, the DM's voice sounded again: "Prophet, please open your eyes. Prophet, please choose a player to verify the identity." Duan Wu, as a prophet, opened her eyes quickly after hearing the command, and she pointed directly at Lu Qingxi on the right. Her intuition told her that Lu Qingxi might be one of the werewolves.

After receiving Duan Wu's choice, DM took a deep breath and slowly said, "Good people are upward, bad people are downward, her identity is..." He made a downward gesture to Duan Wu, and the smile on his face faded a little. This means that Lu Qingxi is indeed one of the werewolves.

After getting the answer, Duan Wu's mouth curled up slightly, and she was obviously satisfied with her results. She was very proud of her identity as a prophet, and the smile on her mouth became even bigger.

After Duan Wu closed her eyes, DM continued: "Hunter, please open your eyes and confirm your identity." As a hunter, Zhou Siming opened his eyes after hearing the order. He looked at DM indifferently without much expression.

When DM met Zhou Siming's gaze, he felt a chill for some reason. He spoke with a trembling voice: "It's dawn. All guests please open your eyes... open your eyes... Last night was Christmas Eve. Please speak counterclockwise from Miss Yang Wuxi's side."

Yang Wuxi spoke without hesitation, "I have a priesthood." Her voice was calm and firm, giving people a sense of trustworthiness. Then, Zhang Minglian thought for a moment and frankly admitted, "I am a commoner." Yue Muchen followed closely behind, curling his lips and saying, "I am also a commoner."

After a brief struggle, Duan Wu decided to claim that she was a civilian, but her eyes turned to Lu Qingxi involuntarily. Lu Qingxi felt Duan Wu's oppressive gaze, pursed her lips unnaturally, and then whispered, "I am also a civilian." Although her voice was weak, the unnatural little movement was enough to make everyone present realize something.

The smile on Zhou Siming's lips faded a little after he saw Lu Qingxi's guilty expression. He said calmly: "I have a priesthood." Han Yisui and Zhao Yizheng also said that they were civilians.

When it was Shen Ji's turn to speak, he looked at Lu Qingxi calmly and said in a firm tone: "I am a good person." This sentence was like a reassurance, which made Lu Qingxi's nervous mood relax a little.

Finally, Zhou Sibei looked at Lu Qingxi happily and said, "I also have a priesthood!" Her voice was full of enthusiasm and anticipation for the game.

DM continued to direct the flow of the game: "Please vote, guests, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1." After the voting, Zhou Siming and Zhou Sibei pointed at Zhang Minglian, and Duan Wu pointed at Lu Qingxi. No one else voted. When Lu Qingxi saw Duan Wu pointing at her, she blinked a few times quickly, but didn't say anything. Duan Wu frowned slightly, and the few glances cast on her were a bit burning, which made her very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the DM spoke in time and announced the result, "Zhang Minglian was voted out. Please publish your last words." Following the DM's voice, although Zhang Minglian was unhappy, he remained calm and said, "He left as a civilian." There was a hint of helplessness in his voice, but no one cared about his mood.

Then, the DM continued to advance the game: "The game continues, please close your eyes when it's dark...werewolves please open your eyes...werewolves please kill people."

Lu Qingxi immediately opened her eyes and looked at Shen Ji in a somewhat bewildered manner. Shen Ji gave her a reassuring look, and then pointed at Zhou Sibei, who had his eyes closed and his lips pouting. Obviously, Zhou Sibei was still unhappy that Duan Wu pointed at Lu Qingxi. But Lu Qingxi shook her head gently, she didn't want Zhou Sibei to go offline so early.

Seeing this, Shen Ji silently said with his mouth: "Believe me." His eyes were firm and deep, making Lu Qingxi believe him involuntarily. In the end, she nodded and agreed to Shen Ji's decision.

Standing on the far left, Zhang Minglian, who had already left the stage and thus had a God's perspective, felt mixed emotions. He thought that as a civilian, he could win without any effort, but he was unexpectedly voted out by two clergy members of the same camp. This absurd situation made him feel extremely speechless. And when he witnessed the tacit interaction between Shen Ji and Lu Qingxi, which was almost like telepathy, the depression in his heart surged like a tide.

DM's voice sounded again, breaking the silence in the room: "Werewolves, please close your eyes." Following this command, the three werewolves slowly closed their eyes.

"Witch, please open your eyes. He died last night. You have a bottle of antidote. Do you want to save him?" The DM's voice sounded again, pointing at Zhou Sibei. When Zhou Sibei saw the hand pointing at her, her face swelled up instantly, as if she could fit an egg. She looked at Lu Qingxi opposite her with a little resentful look, as if questioning her why she voted her out.

Seeing this, DM's heart tightened slightly, worried that Zhou Sibei would make an impulsive decision because of losing control of his emotions. He asked carefully: "Do you have a bottle of poison to use? Who do you want to poison?" Zhou Sibei seemed to realize that she still held the power of life and death in her hands. She was stunned for a few seconds, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes. In the end, she firmly pointed to Zhao Yizhen in front of her on the left. She felt that Zhao Yizhen should be the one who would target her and her brother the most.

DM looked at Zhou Sibei's decision and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: How could he vote for an irrelevant guest? He was stunned for a few seconds before continuing to guide the game process: "Witch, please close your eyes... Prophet, please open your eyes, Prophet, please choose a player to check the identity."

As a prophet, Duan Wu slowly opened her eyes. She looked around at the players at the table, and each face gave her no clues. Finally, her eyes fixed on Zhou Sibei, as if she wanted to find some clues from her. She took a deep breath, made a decision, and pointed her finger at Zhou Sibei.

DM nodded and gave the answer: "Good people are upward, bad people are downward. Her identity is -" As he spoke, he raised his thumb and made a thumbs-up gesture - a good person. Duan Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and her doubts about Zhou Sibei also dissipated. She knew that she had successfully provided the team with another important piece of information.

DM continued: "The prophet, please close your eyes... It's dawn, all the guests, please open your eyes... The two female guests Zhao Yizhen and the five female guests Zhou Sibei died last night. They left no last words."

After seeing that all the guests had received the message, he continued speaking: "From now on, female guest number one, Yang Wuxi, will start speaking."