I tell fortunes for NPCs in a horror game

The kid rushed towards Xing Gulan with lightning speed. Without saying a word, Lin Xiangwan raised her hand to quickly draw the soul-locking talisman and sealed the kid directly on the piece of wood she broke off.

At the same moment, Lin Xiangwan intuitively felt that there was something wrong with the breath in the right rear. When she turned around, she saw Jiang Xue looking at her with shining eyes. However, Yan Jingtian and Xing Gulan were not in front of her and it was difficult for them to come over and hug her.

Weighing the piece of wood in his hand, Lin Xiangwan felt pity that it was not agarwood and could not nourish the kid's soul. Then he smiled at Yan Jingtian: "Young Master Yan has never been soft when using his own flesh and blood. I thought, you I just don’t like the blood relationship in name only.”

Listening to Lin Xiangwan's sarcasm, Yan Jingtian's expression did not change and he kept repeating: "Cousin, it's time for the bridal chamber."

As he spoke, Yan Jingtian raised his legs and prepared to move forward.

Lin Xiangwan smoothly pulled out the long sword slung at Qian Bei's side and pressed it directly against Yan Jingtian's neck: "Master Yan, I advise you not to get closer again."

This time, Yan Jingtian's expression finally changed. His face kept twitching, he grabbed the sword with his bare hands, let the blood flow, and charged at Lin Xiangwan with his teeth bared.

Lin Xiangwan swung out the sword flower and cut off half of Yan Jingtian's hand. Blood sprayed everywhere instantly. Yan Jingtian cried out in pain and lay down on the ground holding his wrists.

At this moment, the screams outside the house subsided in an instant, as if being strangled by the throat, and were replaced by neat and powerful footsteps and the sound of suona and gongs, just like the hustle and bustle when welcoming a bride.

The door suddenly closed automatically, reflecting a red light through the window.

"What the hell, are you kidding me so much?" The strong smell of smoke began to fill the room. Qian Bei coughed twice and shouted, "You actually set a fire, you don't have martial ethics!"

"Come here!" Lin Xiangwan stood in front of Xing Gulan with a long sword and shouted to the two people beside him.

Qian Bei couldn't care less about his doubts about Lin Xiangwan at this time, and grabbed Jiang Xue and hid behind Lin Xiangwan.

In the entire confined space, the blazing temperature suddenly rose.

The time flow rate has been changed again! Realizing this, Lin Xiangwan threw a Thunder Technique in the direction of the door. The crackling purple light hit the door, but the door did not move at all, as if laughing at her useless effort.

"Cough...cough..." Jiang Xue covered her mouth and nose, tears and runny nose dripping from the stimulation.

There is no way to escape from the confined space, and the physiological reaction cannot be resisted. No matter how you look at it, you are going to be burned to death here.

Unwilling to compromise, Qian Bei used his last strength to lift the low stool at hand and slammed it against the window. However, there was not even a scratch left on the wooden window.

"It shouldn't be a dead end, Jiang Xue, look for a secret room!" Qian Bei said, leaning against the pillar and panting. The long-term blood loss had already made him feel dizzy.

Eyes look in all directions, ears listen in all directions. Both physical and magical attacks were ineffective. Lin Xiangwan suddenly remembered the direction where the little ghost had just appeared, and looked at the beam. Sure enough, he saw tiny gold threads on the red silk at the corner of the beam.

Lin Xiangwan turned the hilt of the sword and threw the entire sword out seemingly lightly. The tip of the sword was like a snake running across the red silk tied to both sides until it stabbed into the beam of the house. The moment the red silk fell, she held Jiang Xue's wrist with her left hand and the hemp rope on Xing Gulan's body with her right hand, and walked forward quickly, shouting "go" to remind Qian Bei to follow.

The moment he stepped out of the door, the whole space began to spin.

"Let go of me and you can go out." A female whisper came from my ear, with a gentle sigh.

But Lin Xiangwan turned a deaf ear. At the same time, she felt a burning sensation coming from the palm of her right hand. Since her hands were busy, she couldn't make any talisman, so she could only endure the smoky pain with her eyes closed. His hands were like dragging stones weighing a thousand kilograms, and he gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

Jiang Xue once reminded her to treat NPCs as data. But Chen Hui also reminded her not to treat this place as a game.

In reality, Lin Xiangwan would never leave anyone she could possibly save alive. If her righteous elder brother knew that she was not doing good deeds, he would definitely punish her to copy scriptures again.

The skin can be broken and blood can flow, but the scriptures must not be copied!

In an instant, the people she was holding in her hands suddenly disappeared. Lin Xiangwan was shocked. When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the wedding hall.

Different from the scene in the dungeon plot, the bodies of Master Yan and Mrs. Yan were sitting on the main seat of the wedding hall.

Mr. Yan's lips were purple, consistent with signs of poisoning; Mrs. Yan's body was covered with scars, with blood flowing from the corners of her mouth, and her body was red, consistent with Qian Bei's description of death.

The air was filled with a suffocating stench, and the two corpses were decomposing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Turning her back to the body, the protagonist of the red incident was standing in front of her - Yan Jingtian had a smile on his lips, and Xing Gulan's hijab had been lifted.

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two thanks to the high hall."

The emcee's voice was high and loud, resounding in the empty wedding hall.

"couple……"

Lin Xiangwan didn't wait for the two of them to bow to each other, and walked slowly to Xin Gulan, and said softly: "Miss Xin, there is no need to cling to the present moment when fate comes together. Let go of your obsessions, and fate will reincarnate."

Yan Jingtian had already bent down, but Xing Gulan stared at Lin Xiangwan blankly without saying a word.

With a sigh, Lin Xiangwan bit the tip of his index finger and drew a soul-calming charm on Xing Gulan.

That's right, it's the Soul Calm.

Lin Xiangwan had been wondering when she was following the plot of the dungeon. Xing Gulan had not yet arrived at Yan's Mansion at that time. Why did she detect ghost energy in Xing Gulan's body, and that ghost energy did not belong to Hongye.

Lin Xiangwan had wondered whether there was still more drama in the Xin Mansion, but the main venue of "Weddings and Events" was only in the Yan Mansion; she had also wondered whether the imperceptible ghostly energy belonged to Hongye's child, but when the little ghost appeared, she It was concluded that this ghost energy was the residue of the third ghost.

Xing Gulan's soul was unstable, as if she was being manipulated. Lin Xiangwan could only use the Soul Calming Talisman to wake her up.

After a few seconds, Xing Gulan seemed to come to her senses and threw away the red silk in her hand, with fear in her eyes.

Lin Xiang held the other person's hand directly before night and said comfortingly: "It's okay, I'm here."

Xing Gulan's mood gradually calmed down with her firm and powerful tone, and she smiled tearfully at the woman in front of her: "Thank you... thank you..."

Her voice was extremely hoarse, and then, Lin Xiangwan felt a white light flash before his eyes.