[MTL, BL] Run With The Ball in an Escape Game (Unlimited Streaming)

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After the butler finished talking about the rules, the servant gave everyone in the hall a number plate indicating the room number. After doing this, the butler turned around and left.

Jing Huan looked at the number plate with the three numbers 520 in his hand and was a little speechless.

Sure enough, the plot went in a vulgar direction.

But it is also a bit interesting, he now has to figure out the identity of the castle owner and why he wants to be favored by the owner.

Then, this dungeon is already the sixth dungeon, and the difficulty should be higher than the previous one, so what are the conditions for it to trigger death? Just breaking those rules?

He pondered for a while and decided to observe the others first.

He casually walked out of the hall with a few people who were about NPC, and as soon as he left the hall, the surrounding decoration style suddenly made up a look.

The promenade is about fifty or sixty meters long, and the floor is covered with a dark red carpet. The walls are made of thick blue bricks. The windows on both sides are very small, but they are covered with thick curtains. No sunlight can penetrate. A little candle on the wall should not make it impossible to see the surroundings.

But it was still dark and haunted.

Jing Huan was very disgusted, and immediately turned around and walked to the wall and opened the curtains. The dazzling sunlight immediately shone in, and at the same time, a scream came immediately.

"Ah! Who opened the curtains!"

Jing Huan turned his head, and a man in a servant's costume next to him covered his face in pain, and the skin exposed to the sun began to fester as if it was burned.

He let go of his hand angrily, his normal face had been occupied by most of his mouth.

"Damn human, what have you done? Courting death!" He rushed over, and his sharp nails pierced Jing Huan's neck.

But when he saw Jing Huan's face, the movement suddenly stopped like a brake, solidifying into a sculpture with a strange movement.

The servant can't wait to bite off his tongue at this time. Isn't this most beautiful human being the lover of His Majesty the Ghost King! ? If his dirty hands dare to touch a single hair of this human being, today is his day of death!

Jing Huan looked at the ghost servant in front of him strangely. Half of the skin on his face was burned off, and his expression was stiff and disgusting. After standing there for a full two seconds as a sculpture, he suddenly changed his previous vicious attitude, and smiled very kindly: "Ah, if you please please, there is no problem."

Jing Huan looked at him for half a second, then stretched out his hand and pulled it away. Curtains for the second window. The sun shines on the red wool rug.

Ghost Servant: "..."

Jing Huan continued to stretch out his hand to open the third window.

The ghost servant: "Stop...stop."

Jing Huan turned his head and asked, "Is there a problem? It's too dark." The

ghost servant was about to kneel directly. He didn't dare to provoke the ghost king's people, but he couldn't violate the rules and order of the game. , must play its role. These ghost servants are supposed to despise human beings...

"Well, it's not very convenient for us to open the curtain..."

"Oh?" Jing Huan asked, "Then what are you guys?"