I contracted the bed for the full escape game

Of course, Chen Chuci wouldn't let it go.

He just stared at the fuzzy shadow in front of him, his mind spinning fast.

After Longjing falls asleep, he will summon the existence he fears most with the help of a nightmare pillow.

Chen Chuci had seen the things he summoned before.

It was a human-shaped nightmare, from head to toe, it looked exactly like the ten-year-old Chen Chuci, and he was wearing the same hospital gown he wore when he entered the "Secret Cabinet" game.

The combat power was close to that of himself. They had a fight in the hotel restaurant at that time, probably because of some special reason. Instead of killing Longjing, this nightmare chased after Chen Chuci, who was the only one present at the time, and must put him to death. .

Now, Longjing does not have a nightmare pillow, but it still creates a strange shadow.

Chen Chuci watched the shadow approaching him, causing him an extremely strong sense of oppression, and this kind of oppression was only felt by those top bosses a few years ago, when the "Secret Cabinet" was still in the Old Testament era. Can make him feel.

What the hell is this?

Before Chen Chuci figured out what this shadow was, it had already approached him.

The two confronted each other until after a few breaths, the shadow said again: "With all due respect, I really can't see what Xiaolong likes about you."

Chen Chuci: "..."

All his vigilance almost didn't choke himself the moment the shadow spoke.

What the hell is Xiaolonglong?

Shadow continued to talk to himself.

"I know what you are looking for, I can tell you right now, yes, the person you are looking for is our little dragon."

"Believe it or not is your question, I have already brought the words."

"My next words are very important, please remember clearly, Xiao Chen."

Chen Chuci: "..."

It is impossible for him to believe in something that has only been met for less than a minute.

That's right—what the hell is this thing? !

Chen Chuci's expression remained unchanged, he was still staring at the shadow very vigilantly, always on guard against it.

But unexpectedly, the shadow didn't make a move.

It just took half a step back, as if it had escaped from the state of scrutinizing Chen Chuci, and began to talk about serious matters with the other party.

"First, I hope you can stay as far away as possible from our little dragon. He doesn't know anything now, and it's not suitable for him to get involved in these things."

"Second, I hope you can replace Xiaolonglong to complete the last step of the whole plan, and make the 'Secret Cabinet' go on the right track. It's still a little bit short, the most critical point."

"The last one—"

Before Shadow could say the last word, the bedroom door moved.

Before Chen Chuci could react, the shadow was forced to disappear from his sight.

The old magician walked into Longjing's bedroom with a magic wand in his hand, and he seemed to think he was here to catch thieves.

Chen Chuci put on the hat on the robe as quickly as possible, ready to run away at any time.

But the old magician just gave Chen Chuci a strange look, and after confirming his identity, he stopped looking at him. Instead, he walked to Longjing's bed, as if to see if Longjing was still alive.

After checking the situation in Longjing, the old magician glanced up at Chen Chuci who was standing in the corner as a wallflower, and said, "Mr. President is sleeping, please don't disturb him."

Then, he left.

It wasn't until dawn that Chen Chuci came out from the corner, picked up Longjing who was sleeping soundly on the bed, then walked to the balcony, and put him on the spacious railing of the balcony.

Longjing woke up from the cold.

As soon as he woke up, he felt an indescribable sense of familiarity with the scene.

He fell off the balcony within an inch. If he just woke up and "get out of bed" unconsciously, he might be smashed into powder!

So he turned his head stiffly, and saw Chen Chuci, who was hidden in the robe, looking down at him calmly, his eyes were like the deepest pool, without a trace.

"Big, big brother... are you there too?"

Chen Chuci smiled for a second, then stretched out his hand to stroke Longjing's head very naturally, and smoothed out the sleepy hair on it.

He said, "Long time no see."

Longjing: "..."

He calculated it with his fingers, and it felt as if the two hadn't seen each other in less than a day, right?Even if it is calculated according to the dungeon time, it is only two or three days, right? !

Chen Chuci didn't give him time to sigh, but stretched out his other hand, pointed to the [-]-meter-high tower below the balcony, and continued: "Be careful in the future, there was a person who wanted to assassinate you last night, I will give you dealt with."

"Throw it from here, you can take a look, there should be traces of whether it has been cleaned up."

He didn't tell Longjing that he killed him in his sleep.

No need.

Now that he had left the center of the storm in the world of The Cabinet, it would be best not to come back.

The rest will be done by him.

But the safety education work that should be done still needs to be done. Chen Chuci lowered his eyes, carried him back from the balcony railing, and carefully put him back on the bed regardless of Longjing's struggle.

"Be careful when you sleep in the future. If you are put in a dangerous place like just now, you won't be protected when you wake up. Wouldn't you be dead?"

Longjing nodded obediently.

It's impossible for him to be obedient, and he still owes Chen Chuci tens of thousands of dollars!

Chen Chuci took out "Absolute Time" from his bosom, and asked, "For the sake of revealing, what is your mission?"

Longjing looked at him without answering.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Chen Chuci sighed deeply in his heart, and then said: "I have no other intentions, you remember to complete the task in time and get out of the dungeon as soon as possible. Everything is based on ensuring your own safety, understand?"

Longjing nodded, like a nodding machine with no emotion.

Chen Chuci still had a lot to say, but before he could say what he wanted to say, he heard a burst of angry voice resounding throughout the castle of the headquarters of the Magic Express Association.

"The Orc Empire, the commander-in-chief of the three armies, come to visit Mr. President of the Magic Express Association!"

This sentence was repeated three times.

Longjing is sure that anyone who is sober should have heard this voice.

Before they could do anything, Chen Yue in a robe broke in, and was about to speak to Chen Chuci anxiously.But the moment his eyes touched Longjing, he suddenly closed his mouth and chose a more secure dialogue.

"Hello, Mr. Manager, an important guest has come to visit the gate of our castle." Chen Yue paused, and then said, "The vice president is not here, the black dragon has already left, and the other party has Archmage, we cannot banish."

Before the words were finished, Longjing jumped off the bed, grabbed the jacket neatly next to him and put it on. The jacket fit the world background of the current dungeon very well.

The robe dragged on the floor, and fine gold threads were used to outline the lines with magical elements on the pure white silk.

Looks like a good fit.

"Let's go, let's meet the great magician on the other side."

Chen Yue looked at Longjing worriedly. He was not sure who this person was, so he turned his gaze to Chen Chuci.

However, Chen Chuci gave him a look, and said, "It's okay, I'm here."

Chen Yue: "..."

Uncle, it’s really not that kind of time—the kind of time when you can do whatever you want, do you remember that we are in a horror game? !

Having said that, last night was really scary.

There were ghosts and ghosts running out everywhere, and it was a mess. He was almost caught by the headless undead knight and used his head as an excuse.

If he hadn't run fast, Chen Chuci would have seen him without a head!

"You tell me to get those undead servants ready to fight."

Chen Yue looked at Chen Chuci like a subjugated king who was watching a beacon drama.

"We can't beat it."

Chen Chuci: "It's okay, just let them come out and cheer."

Chen Yue tried to speak again sincerely: "Uncle, don't use that sword again."

Chen Chuci didn't answer him this time, instead, as if he remembered something, he took out the nightmare pillow from the space and put it on Longjing's bed.

"This is your prop pillow. I have now confirmed that you can use this prop safely. When you sleep in the future, you can rest on the pillow. It can protect your safety."

Longjing glanced at the pillows on the bed, the nightmare pillows looked no different from ordinary pillows.

He nodded to show that he understood.

The three of them left the high tower of the bedroom and walked towards the gate of the castle with the banquet hall as the entrance.

It wasn't until this time that Longjing saw the whole castle for the first time. Countless undead skeletons in pitch-black robes were half-bent, their heads bowed, standing on both sides of the road. The cold breath emanated from their bodies, filling the whole castle castle.

On the back of each undead's black robe is a sealed dark red spell, which should be the legendary magic subordinate seal.

But the sealing spells on their robes have begun to fade. It is not difficult to imagine what terrible things will happen here if there is a little accident.

Undead are not living things.

They have no sympathetic lord that living beings have, and no one else can permanently subdue them.

Outside the rows of undead servants are the members of the Magic Express Association who stayed as guests last night, from humans to elves, there are all races.

Chen Yue and Longjing unconsciously walked past the undead servants. Only Chen Chuci frowned involuntarily when he passed the complete undead phalanx—the original castle should only have There are 320 eight, but now there are 330 undead who are all quietly staying in the phalanx!

There must be uncontrolled undead coming back here!

Chen Chuci looked away, and decided to protect Longjing as much as possible, and try to send him out of the dungeon later.

And the moment he looked away, a not very round object was thrown in from the door of the banquet hall. The black head with leopard ears was swaying blood donations, and it still carried the scorching body temperature of an orc.

Longjing hit the head first.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, grabbed the head's hair in a volley, and caught it abruptly.

Chen Yue, who was behind Longjing without a hat, was even more miserable. The salty blood was uncontrollably sprinkled all over his face, blooming more.

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