Chapter 183

The door in front of me was slowly pushed open. The scarlet ceiling, scarlet carpet, and scarlet walls dyed the dark lights in the room into a rich bright red, spreading along the gradually expanded crack of the door, carving a deep wound on the dark and blurred ground. The scarlet and sticky blood flowed outward along the crack, making the eyes hurt.

The light gradually shook by the door panels that opened on both sides, illuminating the pattern on it a little—

Mo Yi accidentally glanced at the door that passed by silently in front of him, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The unknown relief on the brass door was illuminated by the light for a moment, giving him a strange feeling of déjà vu, as if something had flashed through his brain, but when he returned to search the next second, he had no trace and nowhere to go.

The door is completely open.

The familiar room appeared in front of everyone again. The dull red red was printed on everyone's retina like precipitated blood, dyeing the players' faces with a cold red light. The whole room seemed to be soaked in blood, and it penetrated out layer by layer, almost making people feel a suffocating feeling surrounded by the surging blood.

Moreover, unlike last time, there is no marble statue in the room this time.

The emptiness makes people feel weak.

There were a wave of uneasy whispers in the player group one after another. Based on the experience last time, we could predict the rules of the dance party held in this hall, so all the players brought the invitation letters and prepared to arrive completely. Although the changes that appeared in the hall at this moment were small, the things that were implied behind the players couldn't help but feel chilled - so, will other things be the same?

An uneasy atmosphere spread among the crowd, and the panic caused by uncertainty surged in the hearts of players like a dark tide. No one dared to walk forward. The scarlet room in front seemed to be shrouded in ominous clouds, faintly releasing a dangerous aura.

Mo Yi stood quietly by the side and watched coldly, his eyes wandering on the players' faces.

He almost guessed why there was no marble statue in the room this time. After all, tonight's dance party was to select white victims to complement the colors of the oil painting. If the rules did not change, then all players would be spared from death tonight. After all, at the end of last week, everyone had learned how to avoid risks. In this case, tonight's dance party would either change the rules or add variables to it.

And Mo Yi tends to be the latter guess.

His eyes swept past the faces of the replaced players like a dragonfly, and slowly narrowed his eyes - he suspected that the dungeon stuffed the marble into the player group for this reason.

However, as for whether he guessed correctly, it depends on time to test it.

A voice of a little self-seducation sounded in the crowd: "The two marble statues last time should have appeared to tell us the rules. After all, we only knew that we had to dance to avoid being killed. Since we all knew this this time, we naturally didn't need marble statues to remind us. I think... it is because of this that there are no stone statues."

**'s explanation was reasonable, and no logical error was found. The uneasiness in the air was slightly suppressed by his words. The deep suppressed fear of the unknown in the players' eyes also weakened. They looked at each other, then took a deep breath, and walked into the scarlet room.

The thick brass-colored door slowly closed behind everyone, making a slight metal collision sound.

The gentle music slowly floats in the closed room, stretching quietly in the air like a gossip, with unknown notes jumping, forming a melodious and wonderful music.

According to the last experience, the music was changed only after the first player turned into a marble statue. After changing the tune, other marble statues in the room pose to remind the player in a dancing posture and gave them enough reaction time. After the next change of the tune, the rule of "If you don't dance, you will become a stone statue" began to take effect.

This time everyone's invitation was carried with them, so it is obvious that there will be no first player who turned into a stone statue because he did not bring an invitation. There are no marble statues in the hall to prompt players for the rules. Then, the time when the rules I remembered before would come into effect would not come in handy in this round.

Therefore, for the sake of security, after entering the room, the players decided to choose their dance partner as soon as possible. After finding that after the door was closed and there was one person missing in the crowd, no one was surprised and even breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, this is exactly the same as last time, and after a person disappears, the number of people is now exactly even, and it happens to be able to dance together in pairs, which is a good thing that players like.

Since we already had the experience of the last time, we were no longer as chaotic as before, but quickly chose our own dance partner and began to slide into the dance floor with the music. Mo Yi noticed that the players' choices this time were basically not much different from the last dance party.

Mo Yi withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look at Wen Chen. A faint smile appeared on his lips that had been pursed tightly. His dark eyes were like bright obsidian in the light. He stretched out his hand to the man wearing the same dress as him not far away, and his other left arm was behind him, owing slightly:

"Can I invite you to dance together, sir?"

Men and women in dresses danced in the orchestra pool with beautiful music. The exquisite heels hit the scarlet floor and made a uniform and regular sound. Wen Chen's slender figure was like a shadow imprinted among the flowing crowd behind him. Under the deep and sharp eyebrows, a pair of light gray eyes seemed to be lit up instantly by Mo Yi's invitation. He slowly raised his thin lips, gently placed his slender fingers in his palm, and then tightened slightly-

"My pleasure."

Two slender figures in dresses approached, and the figures of men of almost the same height were close and separated, controlling the subtle and ambiguous distance, controlling the proportion between aggression and softness, being close and separated, leaning against each other, scarlet walls and scarlet floors were hazy behind their figures into abstract lines and large colors, with uniform breathing sounds in their ears, whether they were their own or the other, but mixing into the music in the background, almost making people mistakenly think that it was part of the melody.

The dance floor was peaceful and bright, and the players danced with the music, and the expressions on their faces relaxed over time. The uneasiness hidden deep in their eyes seemed to gradually fade.

One song ends, another song.

The atmosphere in the air is much easier than before. With the end of this song, the dance music has temporarily stopped and has come a temporary rest time.

The players' dance also stopped temporarily as the song stopped. Their expressions were relaxed, and their hearts, which had been pulled up from the moment they entered the room, seemed to stretch slightly. They looked around the entire room, and so far, no one died.

The fact that the rules in this room did not change made every player feel relieved. His shoulders, which were tense due to tension, slowly relaxed. The expression of hope showed clues in the players' eyes for a long time.

Mo Yi turned around and walked towards the depths of the room, slowly paced around the enclosed space. He narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to find any traces similar to the room where the wedding was held. He placed his palm on the scarlet wall, and the cold and solid touch flowed down the palm of his palm to the depths of his nerves, which made him feel a little confused-

From now on, this room and that room do not seem to have much similarity.

This made Mo Yi slightly question his previous conclusion.

At this moment, he glanced at a man slowly walking to the center of the dance floor.

The dark gift, pale face, lost pupils, and the bright red roses on the chest that looked like burning flames or cracked wounds - this is the player who disappeared as soon as he entered the door. He was standing straight in the center of the dance hall, his empty eyes fixed at a point in the distance, looking almost a little scary.

This indicates that the second half of the dance is about to begin.

Mo Yi walked quickly towards Wen Chen, but his steps couldn't help but pause slightly. He stared at the player's figure in a daze, then turned his head and looked around the room, and then narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

In fact, this room is very large, but it seems a bit crowded because there are too many things placed. As soon as you enter the door, it is a comfortable leisure area. The dance floor is at the end of the room. If the dance party is overlapped with the wedding room... the player who is standing in the center of the spacious dance floor at this moment should be on the altar in the room where the wedding is held.

Mo Yi's eyes finally glanced deeply at the red rose on the player's chest, and then walked towards Wen Chen.

The music has begun.

But when the first note sounded, Mo Yi couldn't help but feel shocked - he recognized this tune!

The gloomy and low music floated from all directions of the room to the players, and was played repeatedly on the same strange and strange tone. Each note was heavy on the heart like cotton soaked in water. The melancholy and sad tone had a gloomy ominous feeling, as if a gray river meandered in the dark.

He heard this song more than once in this copy, and even flowed out from under his fingertips, all the melodies were almost deeply imprinted in his memory.

The players' movements were also slightly stiff, and their faces slowly climbed up with fear and uneasiness.

Some people also recognized this song.

This weird music that once played in the hall.
Chapter completed!