When the beauty of cultivation enters the infinite live broadcast

The sky grew darker, the surroundings became increasingly gloomy, and the temperature began to drop.

Without further ado, the two rushed to the castle.

Night was about to fall and the entire forest was about to be swallowed by darkness. Moving quickly, they finally returned to the castle before the night fell completely.

The moment they entered the small door, countless ghosts shuttled through the forest, looking straight at the castle with greedy eyes.

Zhou Yixi was glad that they got back in time.

The two men restored the place quietly, then separated and went to the dining table one after the other.

After seeing Lian Wu, Feng Fu's eyes seemed to be filled with poison.

"What's up with him?"

Lian Wu asked Li Yan who had just moved to seat No. 8 next to him. Zhang Hui, who originally sat in seat No. 8, was now sitting in seat No. 4.

Li Yan lowered his voice, "That afternoon, the injury on his finger suddenly worsened. His entire hand turned black and smelled of decay. Then, when he saw you weren't there, he probably thought you were the one causing the trouble."

Lian Wu raised an eyebrow, thinking that she was taking her anger out on him.

The food for the evening was pasta, but it was topped with lots of flower petals.

The special seasoning made the players look solemn. This copy was inextricably linked to flowers. At least there were no flowers in the food of the past few days, but flowers were added to the food tonight. It was hard not to think too much about it.

The butler looked at the players with such expressions with pleasure.

If the player doesn't eat it, I'll have a reason to take action tonight.

Lian Wu took a look and picked up the fork directly. "It's just a lily. You can eat it, but I don't recommend it."

"Dude, do you recognize these flowers?"

"Well, I recognize most of them. Some of them should be varieties bred here, but I'm not sure about that part."

When it comes to flowers, Lianwu has a lot to say.

After returning to the room, Li Yan went straight to the bathroom and vomited.

"Oh my god, there's a bug on the petals of my flower. The white bug is all covered in sauce and oozing with juice. The bug is even at the very bottom. I didn't realize it until I was almost done eating."

Lian Wu imagined the scene and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

The description is very good. Don’t describe it again next time.

"You didn't eat the petals, did you?"

"No, since you said you didn't recommend it, I didn't dare to eat it. I only ate the noodles."

Li Yan crawled onto the bed that had been made yesterday, said good night to Lian Wu, and fell asleep.

Lian Wu fell into a dream as soon as he fell asleep.

Amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the secret realm was shattered, and the blood dyed the snow red. He stepped on the corpse of an elder of an immortal sect, feeling his body temperature getting colder by the minute.

The whole world became blurry, and in a trance I seemed to see a different kind of white.

I woke up suddenly, and all sleepiness was gone from Lianwu.

He stood up and walked to the window, quietly observing the vines.

The vines are unusually well-behaved tonight. Last night at least we could see fighting between the vines, but now there is no movement at all.

I don’t know if they had fought while Lian Wu was asleep, or if something else happened tonight.

Lian Wu lamented that the moon in this instance seemed too cold to be real. The moon in the secret realm seemed warm, nourishing its people, unlike the cold and gloomy moon here, which made people feel uneasy.

Suddenly, Lian Wu's expression changed and he looked outside the door vigilantly.

There was a faint floral scent coming from outside. Lian Wu recalled that the smell was very similar to that of the housekeeper's room.

The butler came out?

At this moment, the butler slowly crawled through the corridor like a ghost, his body covered in bright flowers, but the stamens were replaced by sharp teeth. Several vines stretched out like tentacles, firmly fixing the butler to the ceiling.

The housekeeper seemed not to have noticed rooms 207 and 205. After circling around twice, he stopped in front of the door of 201.

The butler took a deep sniff and smiled greedily.

From the thick vines on its body grew extremely thin vines, which drilled in through the crack of the door, climbed up little by little, reached the door handle, and opened the door directly.

The click of the door opening startled Lian Wu, who had been alert all the time. He stood up and shook Li Yan, only to find that the other party had fallen into a coma.

There is something wrong with the floral scent!

On the other side, Zhang Hui was shaking Zhou Yixi hard.

The previous experience of being hurt saved Zhang Hui at this moment. The drug resistance caused by long-term medication took effect at this moment. Perhaps this world transformed that attribute into her ability. When the fragrance of the flowers became stronger, Zhang Hui opened her eyes.

Fortunately, Zhou Yixi had strengthened her personal attributes and was not too unconscious, so she was soon shaken awake.

Feng Fu and Wang Qiang were not so lucky. The mark left by the vine on Feng Fu's body amplified the effect of the flower's fragrance. Even though the hand had already silently rotted away, the flesh peeling away bit by bit, revealing the bones, Feng Fu still showed no signs of waking up.

The butler had already come down from the ceiling, and the flowers on his body became more and more colorful.

The thick tentacles pulled Feng Fu into the butler's arms, and the butler lifted up the rotten hand. The butler opened his bloody mouth and bit the broken hand.

A crunching sound of chewing was heard, Lian Wu pushed open the door and ran towards 201.

He was greeted by thick vines and flowers.

The vines all rushed towards Lianwu, and the small vines that grew out of them formed a huge net.

Lianwu summoned the long sword Frost, and slashed at the vines. The parts hit quickly turned into ice and then shattered.

At this time, Zhou Yixi had already rushed to the door and chopped down the vines with two scimitars.

However, the cut part was quickly swallowed by other vines.

After a few rounds, Feng Fu's entire arm had been completely devoured, but the vines remained as powerful as ever.

Lian Wu's face was pale, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

Suddenly, the butler stopped eating, threw Feng Fu aside roughly, retracted the flowers and tentacles on his body instantly, and leaned towards the door.

"Owner."

Everyone looked back.

At some point, a man in a dark green robe and a hood stood silently behind them.

The mask with exquisite patterns covered his face, revealing his white chin and pale lips, and there was a faint smell of blood on his body.

Lian Wu asked, "Mr. Leeson?"

"Guests, it's late at night, please be quiet."

A gentle voice came, but it could not make people feel at ease. Hidden under this gentle mask was the biggest boss of this copy, the initiator of all the troubles, and the owner of this copy.

"Butler, remember to close the door next time you have a midnight snack. I don't want this to happen again. You know the consequences."

"Yes."

The butler bowed again.

In just a moment, Mr. Leeson disappeared from their sight without a trace, as if the person they just saw was an illusion.

Everyone stared at the butler, afraid that he would continue to serve the meal.

The butler didn't care at all. With his signature smile on his face, he suddenly jumped out of the window and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After the housekeeper left, the fragrance of the flowers quickly dissipated and Feng Fu was awakened by the pain.

"what!"

Even though the wound didn't bleed, a burning sensation could be clearly felt from his shoulder. Feng Fu looked at his empty left shoulder and fainted.

Zhou Yixi despised Feng Fu's previous actions, but still helped him treat his wounds.

The survival of the supernatural must minimize unnecessary casualties.

[Hiss, is the housekeeper coming up here for a midnight snack?]

[The housekeeper must be tired of chewing those flowers every day, so what's wrong with making a little special meal for himself in the middle of the night?]

[Feng Fu said: Thank you!]

[That guy brought this upon himself. He's a veteran player, yet he dared to mess with the dungeon stuff. I think he was already marked.]

[What a disgrace to the veteran players.]

Sang Qi leaned against the door frame and said indifferently: "Everyone, I think it's time for everyone to go to bed. After stretching your muscles, you should rest."

Zhou Yixi pointed at Feng Fu and threw the healing item towards Wang Qiang.

"Wang Qiang, keep an eye on him. If he becomes emotionally unstable after waking up, knock him out. If the wound breaks open, use this."

After returning to their rooms, Sang Qi stretched, sat on the chair, and looked at Zhang Hui and Zhou Yixi in the room.

"Ms. Zhou, there's no need to waste your items saving that scumbag. What do you think he'd do if he made it out of the dungeon alive? He's already been seriously injured and filled with resentment. Where do you think he'd vent it?"

Zhang Hui looked at Sang Qi in disbelief. No matter how things had been going on at the beginning of the dungeon, she had always thought Sang Qi was a weak pregnant woman. She had never imagined she would say such a thing.

"Sanqi, you... aren't you being too cold? It's a life anyway."

The air seemed to be stagnant, and all three of them kept silent.

Suddenly, Sang Qi chuckled. "You know, when you're going through a dungeon, you can't be too kind. Which high-level player doesn't have blood on their hands? Miss Zhou, you're a veteran player, you understand the principles. I hope you'll think carefully about what I'm saying."

After saying this, Sang Qi turned around and went to sleep.

Zhou Yixi remained silent. Saving and helping others seemed to be etched deep in her soul, something she would instinctively do. Sang Qi's words made sense, but if she were given the choice again, she would probably still save them.