Chapter 66 The game is over. Congratulations to the Good People Camp for winning.

Sheng is actually a fake witch.

The small gourd was his protective jade, it just happened to fall out, and it also helped to trick the great devil Shen.

Sheng Que proudly stretched out his legs: "Humph, you let me jump witch with your knife, now I'm in a difficult situation...right???"

As Yinshui Boyu who was saved by the witch herself.

He immediately decided that there was no way Shen Jixing could save him.

Boyu's idea is very simple.

Shen Jixing has been weak and soft-hearted since childhood. Even if he looks cold and indifferent, he will still give everything for me.

He just didn't want to admit it.

Well, since he didn't want to say it, Bo Yu just let him do it. After all, the ice that stood in front of them had melted.

Actually not.

Shen Jixing simply wants to stabilize one person. He currently holds the highest status in the audience, the only true god, and the right to vote in the last position.

When catching a thief, he likes to catch the leader first.

The little lion king lived up to his expectations and said, "Prophet, last night we checked the real witch number seven, and the five or six witches spoke again. All of them voted out."

The corners of Shen Jixing's lips curled up slightly.

"My eyes went dark."

"Not only did my son protect a fake witch, he also put on a prophet's clothes to protect the fake witch. Amen. Fortunately, I was not there in this game."

"I know you want to scold me, go ahead, but please don't bring fans into the picture about idols' behavior."

"Fly with confidence, Xiao Zhou. If anything goes wrong, you'll be responsible for it~"

Mu Si raised his eyebrows slightly: "I'll withdraw. I'm a commoner, I'm just playing witch for fun."

Yun Yichen said to the strong little white flower: "I am the real witch, Shen Jixing can't be one, the werewolf stabbed me twice last night!!!"

"How can you be sure the werewolf stabbed you twice?"

Shen Jixing glanced at him calmly, "Are you a wolf?"

Yun Yichen: “???”

Yun Yichen was almost crying because of him.

"Sister Susu also said that!" he tried to refute.

Cen Susu's eyes widened, she turned her head and tugged at Qi Yan's arm: "Ah? Sister, look at him."

Qi Yan said succinctly: "I vote for number five."

Number 5 was voted out unanimously.

"What a devastating start."

"The stars are right. The witch is gone. Tonight we will kill the prophet. Tomorrow we will find the last hunter. The game will end soon."

"Everyone calm down. We are in a God's perspective. They don't know after all, so just scold Zhou Yili alone."

"My son just thought that a beautiful witch would come to save him tonight. He did nothing wrong. He didn't expect to be rescued by a big knife. Mom actually felt a little sympathetic."

【Please close your eyes when it gets dark】

Zhou Yili stood up, tapped the table with his long fingers, and said to his little witch, "Come and save me tonight."

There was a faint sarcasm smile on Bo Yu's lips.

As a stupid player holding the God card, he still doesn't know that the witch has no medicine.

The lights in the castle dimmed instantly.

Shen Jixing leaned on the second-floor balcony, listening to the footsteps approaching slowly in the distance.

Someone asked him, "What do you say tonight?"

"Kill the prophet, and that's it." The second person said, "I guess the hunter is in Qi Yan's hands."

"Tomorrow I will say that it was Sister Qi who killed the prophet. It was Sister Qi who killed the prophet."

"Even if they don't believe it, we can force our way into the night with a three-on-three tie."

Cen Susu turned around with the doll in her arms, blinking her big grape-like eyes.

"We werewolves win too."

"What a bad little Loli!!!"

"Susu, you're still seducing me during the day, I'll make you a witch without thinking."

"This game is called Love Brain Dies Well, Loveless People Prosper."

"Knife it, then comfort my poor son. He is lying there obediently waiting for the witch to save him."

The werewolf stabbed twice on the first night.

The two little wolves do not have the right to kill anyone, the Night Wolf King is the only one who holds a knife.

Shen Jixing took out the exquisite and gorgeous crown from his pocket.

"Crack."

As the crown turned into a sharp knife, the mechanical broadcast above his head sounded: "The Night Wolf King has activated his only skill - Tracking."

"As a retrograde in the darkness, he has the right to ignore any obstacles and go to anyone's side at will."

"Everyone stay where you are and wait for the Wolf King to come."

Zhou Yili was lying lazily outside the castle window, with his long legs bent and a huge full moon reflected on his side.

He let the black satin cover his eyes.

The fingertips casually resting on the knees were entangled in the black mist.

"Oh, so he chose me too."

When his vision was blocked, he said with a lazy smile.

Thick black fog spread across the entire castle, and the man walked slowly toward the second-floor balcony.

Large roses were emitting a faint glow, and the God of Prophecy was leaning quietly on the windowsill, his slender figure looking sharp and arrogant like a painting.

Shen Jixing passed through the dark mist and stopped in front of him.

Zhou Yili seemed to hear the sound and asked lazily, "Are you here to kill me or to save me?"

Shen Jixing looked down at him calmly.

"You already knew I was the Wolf King?"

Zhou Yili placed his slender finger bones on his knees and tapped them nonchalantly: "Do I look like a fool?"

Shen Jixing wanted to nod and say yes.

"You look like a witch when you wear that crown?"

Zhou Yili seemed to imagine it and said jokingly, "At most, she looks like a princess."

“…”

He's not stupid.

The prophet's inspection must have some advantages, otherwise how can the good camp play this game?

"Then why don't you expose me? Instead, a real witch will emerge."

After Shen Jixing finished speaking, he vaguely knew the answer.

Zhou Yili is obviously not afraid of offending anyone, "I don't like him and don't want to help him win."

Although he had a chic and proud demeanor, his words came out as if he were a child's.

Shen Jixing felt inexplicably amused.

"Let's get started." Zhou Yili said.

Shen Jixing killed him and the werewolves won.

Shen Jixing saved him, and the good guys won.

The choice was always in his hands, so Zhou Yili simply let him choose.

"So, I'm the stupid one?"

"Son, you are so handsome, Mama Pen Refill"

"What do you mean by high IQ and little idiot? This is clearly a love story of equal strength!!!"

"Kill him, he looks easy to please."

"I feel like I don't even need to coax her."

Shen Jixing took out the exquisite short knife from his waist and slowly stretched it towards Zhou Yili's chin.

The scenes of big productions always have a high-end aesthetic quality like that of movies.

The seemingly holy Night Wolf King holds a knife.

The blade slowly lifted the chin of the God of Prophecy.

"I will neither kill you nor save you."

The exquisite blade transformed under his fingertips into a beautiful and dazzling crown.

Shen Jixing slowly put it on Zhou Yili's head, and his cold tone seemed to contain a faint smile.

"Since I have met a stupid true God."

"The Wolf King also only loves Christmas Eve."

His fingers slid down slowly and inadvertently passed over Zhou Yili's thin lips.

The wolf king came in the black mist and disappeared at the end of the night.

【Last night was Christmas Eve】

[The game is over, congratulations to the friendly camp for winning]