It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

"Since you play the game like this, don't blame me for punishing you a little more." The Mad Hatter raised his eyebrows.

The pain from the severed finger made his body tense and tremble under the intense stimulation. For a moment, the blood seemed to be rolling and flowing to the ground uncontrollably. He lowered his head, clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Xiao Qian's pupils shrank slightly, and he stretched out his hand towards him but pulled it back in mid-air.

He is an adult now and should be responsible for his own actions.

Xiao Qian had given Xiao Huai a clue before, but he just didn't believe it.

If he had believed in himself, he might not have been punished like this.

But if Xiao Huai really believed in himself, Xiao Qian might still feel inexplicably disappointed.

How can players trust each other so easily?

There's nothing wrong with being more careful.

The two players who had been punished knew the pain of severed fingers. They were surprised that Xiao Huai didn't even react, his expression as cold as a thousand-year-old frost.

"It's a pity about those beautiful hands." The Mad Hatter laughed softly, and when he raised his hand, he collected Xiao Huai's three broken fingers.

Xiao Huai glanced at him coldly and said, "You want this too?"

The Mad Hatter didn't expect that Xiao Huai could still speak in a calm tone and had no fear in front of him.

"Yeah." He weighed them carefully with his fingers, and even picked one up and put it in his mouth to chew.

A few other players were a little taken aback by this.

This player named Xiao Huai is so miserable. He has been spotted by the evil god and it is very likely that he will not even have a complete corpse left in the end.

Xiao Huai: "I have something even more delicious on me."

He suddenly smiled softly, "If you have the guts, then make it harder for me to be completely yours."

The Mad Hatter was stunned for a moment. He saw the burning stars in Xiao Huai's eyes, and his heart beat faster, but he knew that he could never say those words.

He knew clearly who was the dominant god in the "Bloodline" dungeon.

He could torture Xiao Huai and see more of his expressions, but Xiao Huai could not completely belong to him. At least as long as he was in the vampire copy, he would never belong to him.

He had to be Edwin's.

Who dares to rob him?

Although he could make Xiao Huai half-dead or even kill him and hand the body over to Edwin, what if he wanted to possess everything from him before Edwin got him?

Make him your own?

I'm afraid Edwin wouldn't allow such a thing.

However, the Mad Hatter was still teased. He covered his face with his hands and chuckled softly, "It's really interesting. Increase the difficulty. Although you can't belong to me, I can meet your expectations."

After saying that, the turntable vibrated again, and the white squares flipped to black. Suddenly, there were five more black squares on the field. At the same time, one red square was reduced.

One more golden grid was added, and it was located two grids next to Xiao Huai.

The two squares next to each other are one white and one black.

Seeing this, the players glared at Xiao Huai: "You! If you want to die yourself, don't drag others into it. You are a lunatic!!"

The girl in the short skirt cursed even more harshly. Xiao Qian glanced at them and said, "Do you really think the game will become more difficult just because of Xiao Huai's words?"

It's so stupid.

The game's difficulty doesn't easily change based on the gods' moods. If they had that kind of power, why would players even play? Wouldn't it be better to just try your best to please the gods and act cute?

The Mad Hatter was messing with their mentality; the more they fought among themselves, the happier he was.

The Mad Hatter was planning to continue watching the show, but he didn't expect Little Money to expose his little prank in an instant. He suddenly felt bored and curled his lips.

Xiao Qian watched the changes on the turntable: "Xiao Huai, you know that the greater the risk, the higher the return, right?"

Xiao Huai looked at him, his lips turned pale, and he nodded slightly.

The probability of having gold coins in the existing red grids will increase. Although there are more black grids, doesn’t the number of gold grids that can be taken out also increase?

The more gold grids there are, the greater their chances of getting out successfully.

Even if the hope is so slim.

Xiao Huai's punishment is over and a new round begins again.

This time, the Mad Hatter asks, "What are you afraid of?"

The weight on the right side changed from one to two.

The young man who answered first added a few more options just to be safe: "I'm afraid of spiders and clowns."

Perhaps because of his inherent lucky attribute, he was not only fine this round but also received another reward.

The girl in the short skirt couldn't help but grit her teeth when she saw it. Comparing yourself with others is really frustrating.

With the lessons learned from the first round, the others answered the Mad Hatter's questions quite conservatively, but the wheel was completely based on luck, and the brown-haired woman was punished for the first time.

She screamed in pain just because she broke a finger.

I have no idea how Xiao Huai could endure it without any harm.

Xiao Huai has remained silent since the end of the last round, and has not paid attention to other people's rewards, punishments or answers.

When it was Xiao Qian's turn, he glanced at the sea water and said one word in a flat tone: "Water."

When the words fell, Xiao Huai's eyelids lifted slightly.

The left side is much heavier than the right side, which means he is telling the truth.

The God of Luck favors Xiao Qian again, the pointer moves to the red square, and Xiao Qian has received the reward for the third time.

The woman in the short skirt followed Xiao Qian. She swallowed her saliva, knelt on the ground, squinted her eyes and prayed for God's blessing.

But reality is always so dramatic. The greater the hope, the more desperate it is when it is shattered.

The Mad Hatter snickered before she began to answer the question.

Even though the pointer finally moved successfully, she still landed on the black square.

The sea hare monster had been waiting under the black grid for a long time. When she landed on the black grid, the grid instantly shattered into powder. She didn't even have time to scream before she fell into the bloody mouth of the sea hare.

The black line on the neck turned solid, breaking the neck directly, and the head was easily removed like the head of an assembled doll.

There was still a look of despair on her face, her head and body had been separated, and time was frozen at the moment of her most despair and pain.

This process took only three seconds, and the blood had dyed the sea red.

The remaining three people gasped in shock and let out a slight cry of surprise.

Xiao Huai lowered his eyes, his face showing no concern.

When other players saw this bloody scene happening right before their eyes, they all began to feel nauseous.

The Mad Hatter couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, his blue-green eyes sparkling with excitement.

His voice was even trembling with excitement. "Okay, last one, it's your turn, Xiao Huai. What are you afraid of?"

Xiao Huai's wound had not yet stopped bleeding, and the white square under his feet was muddy.

They all knew that Xiao Huai had put the value of players' words to the test in the last round. Since he had suffered a loss once, he would definitely answer the questions seriously this time.

These players, including Mad Hatter, were curious about what Xiao Huai would answer.

They looked at Xiao Huai, waiting for him to speak.

After a moment, Xiao Huai opened his lips slightly and said only one sentence:

"My name is Li Ming."

All players: “…”

Mad Hatter: "..."

Okay, now I know your name is Li Ming.

It’s Li Ming who is not afraid of death, right?