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

From beginning to end, Xiao Huai's eyes were very cold.

In fact, during the battle, Song Ruchu had already felt a little scared.

Obviously, with the help of the rules of the game, he should have the advantage, but for some reason, facing Xiao Huai, he felt an irresistible sense of oppression.

This feeling is hard to describe or explain.

He didn't know what it was about Xiao Huai that made people so afraid.

He felt that every time they looked at each other, that cold gaze pierced into his nerves like a blade, making his every movement seem slow and clumsy.

Song Ruchu murmured in his heart, forcing himself to steady the sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and continued to attack, but he could not get rid of the lingering chill.

Before, he always thought that Xiao Huai could climb to the top of the player list just by relying on his incredible luck.

But now it seems that this has nothing to do with luck.

This is strength, and it is well-deserved first place.

As the lotus fire blooms, the flames are dazzling and scorching.

Song Ruochu was forced back several steps by this fierce force, and the sword in his hand fell uncontrollably, hitting the ground with a crisp sound.

His pupils shrank slightly and he gritted his teeth, trying to hold on, but his legs felt like they were filled with lead and he couldn't move.

Finally, he hummed softly, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness, leaving only silence.

A golden light suddenly appeared in the air, and a key shining with dazzling brilliance slowly appeared in the air, hovering and rotating slightly.

"The key!" Wendy's eyes lit up. She excitedly stood on tiptoe, jumped up and grabbed the key, holding it carefully in her hand, as if she had obtained an inestimable treasure.

She turned around and looked at Xiao Huai, her face filled with joy:

"With the key, we can open the door! These keys were previously guarded by the little monsters, so I still have a chance to get them... But it's strange, where are these little monsters now?"

Wendy gripped the key tightly and took a deep breath. "But it's good enough to have it now. Keep following me."

As we continued forward, the ground beneath our feet gradually became muddy, and the air was filled with a damp and sweet smell.

Flowers gradually bloomed all around, and the colorful petals swayed gently in the breeze.

This place is more like a dreamy royal garden.

But the deeper you go, the weirder the atmosphere becomes.

Those flowers look gentle and beautiful, but they exude an unusual and dangerous aura.

Wendy suddenly stopped and turned back to whisper to Xiao Huai, "Be careful with those flowers. Don't get scratched. They look beautiful, but they're actually cannibals."

Xiao Huai lowered his head and glanced at the nearest flower. The petals were faintly glowing, as if dripping with fresh blood.

Wendy continued forward, carefully avoiding the flowers, with an expression of undisguised nervousness.

Just as Wendy was carefully passing through, a low and angry roar suddenly sounded around her:

"Wendy! Who let you into the garden?!"

The voice was like thunder, carrying an irresistible majesty.

Wendy stopped abruptly, extreme fear appeared on her face, and her body trembled slightly.

The next second, the flowers around her seemed to suddenly come alive, and their branches climbed across the ground frantically, wrapping around her ankles.

"Ah--!" Wendy screamed and struggled to break free, but the branches were as strong as iron clamps. They quickly climbed up her body and wrapped her tightly.

But before Xiao Huai could make a move, the flowers had completely wrapped her into a huge flower bud.

The petals closed gently, as if to swallow her completely.

The flowers in front of the garden suddenly parted to both sides like a tide, revealing a straight path.

"How about playing a game with me?" A smiling voice came leisurely, accompanied by the sound of brisk footsteps.

Not far away, a figure walked out from the shadows.

He looked incredibly casual, with a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes held a playful, dangerous glint.

Fu Zijin clapped his hands and smiled happily: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

As he spoke, he waved his hand casually, and the flowers around him twisted again and began to pile up on the ground, eventually forming an exquisite table.

Four chairs had been placed, and two figures sat silently on them. Their bodies were made entirely of flowers, and their faces were expressionless.

In the center of the table lies a set of mahjong tiles made from flower petals.

"It's a simple game. Let's play mahjong." Fu Zijin said, pulling out one of the chairs and sitting down gracefully, his fingertips gently fiddling with a mahjong tile made of petals. "If you win, I'll return Wendy to you."

Xiao Huai looked at him coldly without moving, his eyes just swept across the table and fell on Fu Zijin's face.

Seeing this, Fu Zijin's smile deepened: "Don't worry, I'm a person who abides by the rules. As long as you win, she is yours. But if you lose..."

He deliberately dragged out the ending of his words and pointed at the huge flower bud: "She will stay here forever and become the most beautiful part of the garden."

The air was pressed even lower, and the flowers around swayed slowly, as if waiting for a feast to begin.

After a while, Xiao Huai finally walked towards the table.

He sat down opposite Fu Zijin, and his slender fingers casually fiddled with the petal mahjong tiles on the table.

Fu Zijin smiled and knocked on the table.

Game start.

The game progressed quickly, but the atmosphere became increasingly weird.

Fu Zijin was originally full of confidence, but gradually, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on every card played by Xiao Huai.

"Wait—" Fu Zijin suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed even deeper, "What on earth are you hitting? What kind of fighting style is this?"

Xiao Huai's eyes were indifferent. He put down a card expressionlessly and replied coldly, "Just play it casually."

Fu Zijin was stunned for a moment, then a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes: "Do you know how to play mahjong?"

Xiao Huai raised his eyes to glance at him, and said in a light tone: "It's my first time playing."

Fu Zijin: "..."

No wonder it's such a mess.

The air was quiet for a moment.

Then he sneered, with mockery in his eyes: "It seems that you don't think you can win at all."

Xiao Huai lowered his head and pushed the last card onto the table. "Even if I win, I don't think anything will change."

Fu Zijin chuckled, "Okay, then how about this, to make it fairer, let's play a game that's easy for both of us to play."

The original mahjong table and chairs were blown away by the wind like ashes, turning into countless scarlet spots of light.

Soon after, the surroundings were replaced by crimson flower houses.

Crystal red drops hung from the dome, like amber condensed from blood.

The various flowers bloomed too brightly, as if they were painted with too much oil paint.

Each flower displays a dangerous beauty, and a fierce power is faintly revealed among the branches and leaves.

Some petals are like blades, flashing with cold light.

The flowers are arranged neatly, like a silent army.

At the same time, a faint light appeared between the two of them, and several cards floated silently into the hands of Xiao Huai and Fu Zijin.

The cards are painted with flowers of various shapes, and each one has a seductive aura.

It has the name on it.

Soldier, Gunner, Knight

"How is it?" Fu Zijin stroked the cards in his hand and his eyes fell on Xiao Huai.

"We each have the same number of soldiers, and the game is simple—whoever takes the princess first wins."