Phantom Master of the Elf

Chapter 82 Children in the Dungeon

"I don't have enough money, can I stay here for one night?" Guo Feiyu smiled awkwardly.

The doorman asked him why he was knocking.

Who knows?

The task is to knock on the door...

After knocking on the door, the task notification was interrupted, and Guo Feiyu made up a reason out of desperation.

The child with the appearance of a doorman frowned, "Accommodating? Overnight at the General's Mansion? No! Find another place!"

"—哐!" The doorman closed the door unceremoniously, and Guo Feiyu got a bad nose.

What is the mission of the life experience of the bird?

First killing monsters and knocking on the door.

Is the plot editor of this game out of his mind?

Isn't it good to finish the mission of life experience in half a day like everyone else?

"Huh? Old Han? Hey! The equipment is good!" Guo Feiyu, who was suffocated in his heart, suddenly saw Han Hao who was dressed in white not far away, and his irritable mood eased a lot.

When he saw the fifty-level special font on Han Hao's head, he felt bad again in an instant.

"Old Guo? Why are you here, are you also here to kill evil spirits?"

"Evil? What evil?"

"Oh. You may not know, there is something wrong with my Porkby, and I need to kill evil spirits to evolve."

"You, Bokby?" Guo Feiyu looked at the eggshell in Han Hao's arms.

"—Hiss~" "Yes, this elf matches your temperament quite well."

"Why do I feel that you are holding back your laughter?"

"No." Guo Feiyu spread his hands.

At this time, the closed door of the general's mansion was suddenly opened, and the boy who looked like a doorman said: "The steward said, the general explained before leaving that if someone stays overnight, he will be let in, and the wine and food will be prepared. He will make a decision when he comes back, that’s all right, come in.”

Guo Feiyu couldn't help feeling a little doubt in his heart. Considering it was a mission plot, he didn't think much about it.

"Wait!" yelled the doorman.

"what happened again?"

"You can come in, but he can't!"

Han Hao was taken aback by the accusation.

How dare a doorman stop me?

"Child, there are evil spirits making trouble in your house, let me in, and I will help you get rid of evil spirits for free."

"Where are the charlatans coming from? How could there be evil spirits in the General's Mansion? It's free. I've seen a lot of you pious guys, so get the hell out of here! You are not welcome in the General's Mansion!"

Whoops, I'm going?

Isn't this NPC a little bit too much, a doorman can be so aggressive?

Han Hao took a deep breath.

He is an ancient god who came down from the Heavenly Palace, so he cannot have the same knowledge as these mortals.

The black spot in Han Hao's field of vision kept getting bigger, and the so-called "evil spirit" seemed to be gathering strength.

special!

Judging by the momentum, the level of this thing might be higher than him. What should he do if it is too strong and he can't beat it?

Do you want to hold an eggshell and beat it until the end of the game?

I care about you little doorman!

I must go in today!

Read the sword!

- Whoosh.

The little door boy's hair tie was chopped off by Yunwu Tianjian.

Long, silky hair hung down his shoulders.

This.

female?

A blush quickly flashed across the doorman's face, and he ran into the house without looking back.

Guo Feiyu and Han Hao looked at each other with a trace of doubt in their eyes.

"That evil spirit seems to be about to erupt, you go to the housekeeper and I will look for the evil spirit." Han Hao said hastily.

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The teahouse opposite General Lin's Mansion.

Feng Mumao quietly listened to Guisi's report.

The doorman is a woman?Overnight?Master Ancient God knew the monster-snatching god?

The female doorman, is he the girl who grows flowers?

That great god seems to have run the life experience mission for 14 days?Could it be that his identity is related to the ancient god?

Be nice!

This plot editing is not easy...so many interactions between players and NPCs.

Feng Mumao slapped the table and stood up, shouting: "Xiaoer, pay the bill!"

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General Lin's mansion, side courtyard.

"Pokby, look for it with me, there must be a mechanism here."

In front of Han Hao is a bedroom.

Except for a bed, there are only a few simple tea sets, and the area is not large, as if it is a place where servants live.

The ever-enlarging black spot in the field of vision is here.

There was no one in the house.

Then there must be an agency.

Torkby swayed around the room on his two short legs.

There were two black lines on Han Hao's head.

Is this kid short-sighted?

I'm going to fight the boss soon, can I have a snack?

Han Hao lifted the owner's bed, and there was a hidden compartment on the bed,

This kind of small room, from the perspective of Han Hao who has read countless dramas, the place with organs is probably under the bed.

He set off the square dark compartment, and a staircase leading to the ground appeared in view.

"Pokeby, you go down first."

"Knock Pidoo!! (I protest!)"

"The protest is invalid! Get off!" Han Hao kicked the eggshell, and the round Porkpi rolled down baldly.

Egg lovers express strong condemnation!

The space below is not much larger than the one above. There are only 14 cells in the dark aisle, rusted iron bars on both sides, until the end of the corridor.

There was an unlit torch on the wall beside the railing of the prison door. Han Hao searched for it along the black spot in his vision, and stopped at the No. 14 prison door.

He saw a girl curled up in the corner of the wall, her dry hair covered her face, and a gloomy aura surrounded her body.

Han Hao frowned, and Bobbi pulled his trousers in fear, as if feeling uneasy about the ground.

This country is called Xiling Empire, and it is late autumn now.

The player's senses are only 50% of the real world, so it's okay to wear a single shirt.

But these NPCs are not good. Although they are false, they still feel hot and cold, feel pain, fear death, and fear life.

Han Hao has the identity of the ancient god of Tiangong, so naturally he doesn't feel cold.But the girl only had one single piece of clothing, not even a single piece of clothing, because that piece of clothing could not completely cover her body, and the exposed arms and soles of her feet were already blue from the cold.

Han Hao held the Yunwu Tianjian in his hand.

This is just a game, his goal is to kill the evil spirits.

Usually players will follow the plot without thinking too much.They may feel a little pity for the girl, but they still don't hesitate when they swing the knife.

Because compared with the reward for beheading the girl, the life and death of an NPC seems to be insignificant at all.

The sword light on Tian Jiandao made the girl suddenly raise her head and narrow her eyes slightly.But soon, she endured the discomfort and opened her eyes, looking directly at him.

Those were a pair of blue and red pupils intertwined, brighter than agate stones, shimmering slightly in the dark, calm like the West Lake in Hangzhou in early spring.

There was no fear on her face, nor was there any anger or hatred. Being locked up in the dungeon seemed to be a matter of course.

Could such a girl really be a so-called evil spirit?

It's easy for Han Hao to overthink.

Master said that he has a pure heart, which is absolutely true.

Let him swing his sword at such a girl, he...

Han Hao stared.

"Pokeby, read the sword!"

I'm so tired today... I have class tomorrow, so I'll try to hurry up for Chapter 2.There are still two hours, it should be ok...

(End of this chapter)