116: Chapter 116: The Rose Opera House (Seventeen)

Qian Ye ignored their gazes, staring into the endless darkness within the main gate, muttering to herself, "Pfft, the same old trick again."

Do they think people are afraid just because it's dark?

Mo Yu stood up, staring at the darkness before her, a flash of disgust crossing her eyes.

"I, I'm still alive?" An Xuan's voice drew everyone's attention.

An Xuan shook his head. He, he had seemingly watched helplessly as he dove headfirst into those vines, yet he had been unable to control his own body.

An Xuan hurriedly checked his body; he was truly unharmed.

"I..." An Xuan looked up at the players present, not knowing who to thank.

"She saved you." Mo Yu crossed her arms and jerked her head in Qian Ye's direction, looking awkward; she hadn't forgotten what she had been thinking at the time.

An Xuan was a bit dazed. Although he had been controlled, he had still been able to hear their previous conversation.

"Thank you," An Xuan said dryly.

Qian Ye shrugged, ignoring him, and walked toward the darkness carrying the red singer.

As she walked away, the other players exchanged glances. What should we do?

Hao Ming glanced downstairs, his gaze suddenly sharpening.

"Those corpses..."

The other players also looked toward the first floor; the bodies of the NPCs who had died under the vines were nowhere to be seen.

The entire hall had returned to a quiet and peaceful state.

Hao Ming glanced back at the darkness behind him, gritted his teeth, and said, "Let's go, we're going in too."

"Going in together is better so we can look out for each other."

Although the others were somewhat reluctant, staying here wasn't necessarily safe either, so they might as well move together.

Poor An Xuan had just woken up when he was dragged inside by his collar by Mo Yu.

"Hey, hey, hey, I, I can walk myself." An Xuan flailed his hands around, but Mo Yu ignored him and dragged him forward.

An Xuan looked embarrassed, and seeing that his struggles were futile, he gave up.

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Qian Ye entered first. The endless darkness seen from the outside turned into faint light once inside, allowing her to vaguely make out the general outline of the place.

Everywhere she looked, there were specks of starlight.

"Hee hee hee..."

The eerie laughter rang out again.

"Giggle, giggle..."

As the laughter came, a harsh sound suddenly echoed all around. Qian Ye's ears twitched; the harsh sound was more like something jumping about.

"Thump, thump, thump..."

"Helen, why are you here?"

Suddenly, a person appeared from the side and grabbed Qian Ye's arm.

Qian Ye's eyes were rippleless as she quietly watched the NPC who had appeared—it was Mary.

At this moment, her face was twisted, her eyes filled with malice as she stared fixedly at Qian Ye.

"You, why are you here?"

"Everything has been ruined by you..."

"Madam Rose will be angry, she will be angry..."

Suddenly, Mary clutched her head, her face full of fear. The next instant, she looked at Qian Ye, an eerie smile spreading across her face.

"Hee hee, that's right, there's you~"

"You will definitely save me, right, right?"

"You must save me."

Mary grabbed Qian Ye again, shaking her violently, her face wild with madness.

Qian Ye raised an eyebrow but didn't speak.

"That's right, you are the protagonist of tonight..."

"You don't need to become a Rose Girl to complete it..."

Thinking of something, her eyes lit up as she looked at Qian Ye.

Seeing the tag hanging around Qian Ye's neck, her pupils constricted, and her voice suddenly turned shrill, "No, you aren't the protagonist, how could this be..."

"Who has the black card?"

"Who is it..."

Mary's face wore a look of madness as she scanned her surroundings.

"Complete what?" Qian Ye tilted her head, staring at the frantic Mary, red light flickering in her eyes from time to time.

"You, don't, need, to, know!" Hearing her words, Mary's expression changed, and she glared viciously at her, as if Qian Ye had committed a grave error by asking that question.

Qian Ye's lips curled up, and the next instant, she summoned the red singer. Mary let out a cry, "Ah..."

Mary was forced to let go. The next moment, she covered her eyes and collapsed to the ground, howling in pain.

"Ah..."

"It hurts so much..."

"Ah, so you also know pain~"

Qian Ye slowly crouched down, staring at her with an innocent expression, "If you know pain, why did you grab me?"

"I can feel pain too~"

Qian Ye rested her chin on her hand, appreciating the sounds of pain, a faint smile hanging on her lips.

"You, you are so... vi... cious... Ah... my eyes..."

"Hmm, I'm vicious?" Qian Ye tapped her fingertip against her lips, looking thoughtful.

The next instant, the hong ling umbrella struck out again, stabbing at her stomach, causing Mary's tone of pain to rise another notch.

"Tsk tsk, you said I would save you, but did you ask for my opinion?"

"You don't need to become a Rose Girl to complete what..." Qian Ye continued her actions, thrusting deeper, watching her expression.

She continued, "Stopping halfway through a sentence is really frustrating."

"You..." Mary sat up, her blood-stained eyes exposed before Qian Ye.

Her face was covered in blood, and coupled with her twisted, painful expression, she looked like a demon.

When Mo Yu dragged An Xuan in and found Qian Ye, she happened to see this scene and paused for a moment.

With a "clack," her grip loosened, and An Xuan was dropped to the ground.

"I'm telling you, you woman, do you have no..."

As soon as An Xuan opened his eyes, he saw a face like a demon just a few steps away. He opened his mouth to scream, but Mo Yu covered it.

"Ahhh..." Let me go.

Mo Yu glared at him and threatened in a low voice, "Be quiet."

An Xuan nodded, and Mo Yu let him go.

"Who is it again, who allowed you to come up!"

"You don't have the scent of roses on you..."

"Get down..."

Mary's shrill voice was filled with boundless anger, but if one listened closely, it was also laced with a hint of fear.

"You look really ugly right now." Despite the soft and sweet tone, the words were icy cold, and Qian Ye's face wore a malicious expression.

"Shut up, shut up!"

Qian Ye pursed her lips, "You've scared everyone else." She glanced at An Xuan out of the corner of her eye.

An Xuan: Why did he feel like she was looking down on him?

"Ah, ah, ah, shut up, shut up, I'm going to kill you..." Instantly, several vines shot out from around Mary's body, rushing toward Qian Ye, her face filled with sadistic glee.

Qian Ye glanced at the vines and easily took care of them.

"Mary, where did your elegance go?"

Upon hearing this, the expression on Mary's face froze. Qian Ye watched her expression and smiled maliciously, "I wonder if you will be punished for losing your elegance~"

As her voice fell, rustling sounds suddenly appeared all around.

The next second, the expression on Mary's face turned to terror, "No, no, no, maintain elegance, elegance..."

"Ah..."

"No..."

"Save... me..."