Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 823 Finale 7

Han Ranran did not forget to step on his Wolf teammate:

"My brother is a wolf, which does not mean that Brother Jing's identity as a prophet is confirmed. He may also be a wolf, or he may be a civilian who jumps out to protect the prophet."

There are three possibilities.

After finishing the round, Peng Fei said: "Now that everyone has finished speaking, let's start voting."

Li Xinmo: "I am a commoner. Since Brother Jing has given me gold water, I am willing to believe Brother Jing for the time being. I will vote for Brother Han Xun."

Han Xun voted for Han Ranran, and Han Ranran also voted for Han Xun.

Xu Yuhan: "I will abstain from voting this round."

Quan Jiu voted for Han Ranran, and Zhou Jing, who was left with a last blow, voted for Han Xun.

Han Xun is out.

Peng Fei: "Okay, Han Xun is out, his identity is... a witch."

Everyone's eyes fell on Quan Jiu, who was pretending to be a witch.

Quan Jiu smiled faintly: "What I said was so false, who would have thought that you would all believe it."

When it was dark in the second round, the werewolf chose to kill Xu Yuhan.

Peng Fei finished one round and said softly: "It's dawn, and the person who died this time is Yu Han."

People who die in the second round can leave their last words.

Xu Yuhan turned over his cards: "I am indeed a commoner. Counting the dead Brother Han Xun, I have lost one god and one citizen. Among the four people alive on the field, there must be two wolves."

There are four people still alive on the field: Quan Jiu, Li Xinmo, Zhou Jing, and Han Ranran.

Li Xinmo looked at Han Ranran suspiciously: "Ranran, is it really you?"

She was not stupid, and she immediately realized that Han Xun's response was reasonable and no longer listened to Han Ranran's explanation.

"I vote for Ran Ran."

Quan Jiu slowly shook the whiskey in his hand: "No need, the werewolf has already won."

Peng Fei, who is immersed in beauty and forgets his own job:

"?????"

He glanced at it, came to his senses, and murmured in a low voice: "It's true."

Now it's better, he's embarrassed and disgraced.

There are two ways for werewolves to win, kill all the civilians, or kill all the gods.

There are two wolves, Zhou Jing and Han Ranran, on the field. Even if Han Ranran is voted out, Zhou Jing only needs to kill Quan Jiu or Li Xinmo tonight to win this round.

Peng Fei thought about this clearly and looked at Quan Jiu with a strange look:

"That's wrong... How are you sure that Brother Jing is also a wolf? What if the werewolves are Li Xinmo and Han Ranran?"

He has a God's perspective, so he knows everyone's identity, but Quan Jiu is clearly a player.

Quan Jiu took a sip of wine, leaned on the back of the chair with one hand, smiled carelessly, swayed his slender waist, and said playfully:

"Guess who gave him a face that looks like a werewolf?"

This smile directly caused Peng Fei's brain to freeze.

Xu Yuhan frowned and didn't like the tone of her words. Maybe it was a woman's sixth sense. She felt that the boss's attitude towards Zhou Jing was unusual.

Zhou Jing raised his eyes and met her sparkling eyes.

Such a perfunctory excuse was used to deceive Peng Fei, so naturally he didn't believe it.

When his identity was revealed, the landlady was not surprised at all. Something suddenly flashed through his mind. She might have known his identity a long time ago.

The man's temples twitched. This suspicion was a bit scary. Since the other party already knew his identity, why didn't he reveal it yet?

Han Xun was still quarreling with his sister: "Han Ranran, can you be smarter and test me first every time?"

Han Ranran pouted and retorted:

"I don't want to, but every time I am a werewolf, as long as you are still alive, I will never survive the second night. Rather than being killed by you, it would be better to die."

Han Xun was so familiar with her that the other party would know what she was thinking with her little move.

Peng Fei shook his head and joked: "The love between brother and sister is touching."

A few people played several games of Werewolf, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious, and Peng Fei began to inquire.

"Boss Boss, how long have you been opening a shop here?"

Quan Jiu: "More than a month."

Peng Fei: "Looking at your accent, it doesn't sound like you're from Q City, but it's quite similar to us."

Quan Jiu stared at Zhou Jing: "My home is indeed in the imperial capital."

After finishing her words, Zhou Jing raised his eyes and met her gaze directly.

"What a coincidence?"

Peng Fei's face almost broke with laughter. He doesn't like long-distance relationships.

"Then why did you come to Hoh Xil to open an inn? This place is not close to the imperial capital, there is a lack of water resources, and the sun is too hot."

Quan Jiu looked at Zhou Jing, half-smiling but not smiling:

"I have nothing to do, just pass the time."

Zhou Jing lowered his eyes. It was not that he had not been peeked at. On the contrary, there were many people looking at him. But when he turned to look at each other, almost everyone lowered their heads with a guilty conscience and pretended to look elsewhere.

Quanjiu is different.

Her eyes were warm and magnanimous, and she seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if she was saying——

"Yes, I'm just looking at you. Who makes you look good?"

Zhou Jing: “…”

After playing at half past one, everyone returned to the room. After saying goodbye at the stairs on the second floor, only Quan Jiu and Zhou Jing were left on the way to the third floor.

Peng Fei was surprised: "Boss Boss, you also live on the third floor?"

Quan Jiu looked at the man walking in front. He was tall, with long legs and long hands.

He finally appeared within her reach again.

"Um."

Peng Fei glanced at Zhou Jing enviously: "Then hurry up and see you tomorrow."

When Zhou Jing took the room card, Quan Jiu was standing less than two meters away from him.

Her room is right next to his.

The moment the door opened, Quan Jiu entered the room and smiled naturally at him.

"Good night."

Before he could speak, the door to the next door was closed.

Zhou Jing returned to the room. He was sticky. He took off his T-shirt and turned to the bathroom.

As soon as the shower gel was applied to the chest, the light on the ceiling suddenly flashed, and the next second, everything went dark. The worst thing was that the water flow from the shower became smaller and smaller...

Finally, the water stopped.

Zhou Jing: “…”

He frowned, wiped his body with dirty clothes, took the room key, and prepared to go downstairs to ask what was going on.

As soon as I opened the door, the room next door also opened.

Quan Jiu had a lit candle in her hand and changed into a burgundy suspender nightgown. Her snow-white arms were exposed, and the dim candlelight shone on her face, leaving her beautiful facial features nowhere to hide.

"Sorry, there was a sudden water and power outage. I'll ask what's going on right away."

Zhou Jing didn't have a good temper, but when he saw the pair of sincerely apologetic eyes, the man pursed his lips:

"...It's okay. Is there still water in the inn?"

Quan Jiu glanced at the white bathrobe he was wearing:

"There is a kitchen. You haven't finished taking a shower yet? I'm really sorry. I'm going to boil water for you. You go back to your room first and I'll have someone bring it to you later."

With that said, he was about to go downstairs.

The woman's long hair was tied behind her head, revealing her slender, snow-white swan neck. Zhou Jing looked at her back and frowned.

The kitchen is not in the inn, but in a remote tent twenty meters to the left and rear after leaving the inn. The entire city is currently out of power, and the streets are dimly lit. How dare she run out dressed like this?

(End of chapter)