I contracted the bed for the full escape game

The majestic castle stands on the top of the mountain, and the thick classical castle makes people feel majestic.

The huge black dragon broke through the sky, and when it appeared above the castle, people in a hurry in the castle raised their heads involuntarily, looking up at that special dragon.

The bones of the undead spread all over the castle. Chen Chuci stood in the middle of the high castle wall, his face could not be covered by the hood of his robe that had been blown away by the wind. He used the ability brought to him by this identity to drive The servants of the undead inside the castle fought frantically with the skeletons of the undead outside the castle.

The strong wind messed up his collar. In order to cooperate with other association members in the battle, Chen Chuci had to stand in the place with the best view, ready to check for omissions and make up for vacancies at any time.

Longjing sat on the black dragon's back, his scalp numb from sleepiness.

He knows that if he wants to leave the copy, the key is that he should send the express package No. 0000 to the right place.

In fact, he should have thought of this as early as when he met the Xia sisters who became the chief courier.

Why did they stay in a very suitable position for express delivery and failed to complete the task?

The answer is simple.

Longjing and them are players in the same camp, and their mission clearance point is not actually delivering couriers, or in other words, not simply delivering couriers.

Although Longjing still hasn't tested whether it is possible to complete the customs clearance point by express delivery, he already knows that as long as the express package No. 0000 is delivered to the place where it should go, the customs clearance will definitely be achieved.

Seeing so many undead attacking the headquarters castle of the Magic Express Association, the black dragon was immediately angry. It descended to the place where the most undead bones were, and it breathed fire.

Scorching flames spurted out, raging below the main city wall.

Across the distorted air scorched by the flames, one could see the skeletons of the undead were silently reduced to ashes, and the ashes were scattered everywhere, almost filling half of the sky.

The black dragon flew into the castle after venting enough anger, and landed on the square of the castle extraordinarily violently, still spitting out small flames from its nose in dissatisfaction.

Holding the package No. 0000, Longjing jumped off the dragon's back, and rushed into the banquet hall of the castle immediately, because the old magician himself was here, constantly chanting and casting spells to ensure the safety of the castle.

After he entered the banquet hall and attracted the old magician's full attention, he immediately said: "We must let the peace agreement be concluded tonight."

The old magician looked at the extremely embarrassed Longjing, frowned, temporarily stopped singing and casting spells, turned to him and said, "What do you know?"

There was no one else in the banquet hall, only an undead servant was ready to fill his seat at any time.

Longjing once again drew a strange spell with his hand, and the undead servant was controlled and left the banquet hall directly.

The old magician watched his movements with surprise in his eyes.

He only saw that the original president had controlled the undead servants in these castles. Besides, even the undead mages they captured could not control them.

What is the identity of this young man?

It's nothing to hear from other people's mouths. It wasn't until seeing Longjing's operation with his own eyes at this time that the old magician felt for the first time that Longjing had something in common with the original president.

"who are you?"

Holding the No. 0000 courier package, Longjing shifted his gaze from the undead servant to the old magician, his eyes looked firm, and said word by word to the old magician: "I am the one who came to save you. "

The old magician had more experience than the black dragon, he was silent for a second, and then asked: "If it's convenient, may I know your full name?"

Longjing thought that he was about to leave the dungeon anyway, and this was a question asked by an NPC, so it was impossible to meet an NPC and reuse it like a girl with a round face.

So, he answered this time.

"My name is Longjing."

A hint of shock flashed in the eyes of the old magician, but he concealed it well, and after a brief hesitation, he responded immediately.

He bent over and half-kneeled on the ground, with an extraordinarily solemn expression.

It is a completely different state from the temporary appearance of the branch outside the White Night Forest.

Longjing didn't move, holding the courier package No. 0000, waiting for the old magician's next words.

The old magician spoke out, his voice was as clear and steady as singing, but no one could feel the power of faith from it.

He said: "I, Haytham Jean Felakpott, great magician, swear allegiance to you. I used to be loyal to your fathers, and the glory of your fathers has now spread all over my magic land. Every inch, Every moment...we have pledged our allegiance to our ideals, and now I also choose to be loyal to you for my ideals, respected Your Excellency Longjing."

Longjing was completely confused.

However, he concealed his ignorance very well.

"I accept your allegiance."

After being accepted allegiance, the old magician stood up from the ground. He looked at Longjing with strong trust, as if he was waiting for his next order.

Imagine an old man with a white beard blowing his beard and staring at you lovingly.

Longjing: "..."

This is really a bit unbearable.

Longjing resolutely chose to ignore this question, and continued to ask the old magician about the express package No. 0000: "Do you know what the express number 0000 means?"

The old magician smiled, and while waving the magic wand in his hand to continue to support the defense of the castle, he explained to Longjing: "This number is generally not used, it is the core express number belonging to the centaur family. Once it appears Obtaining this number also means that there are enough dangerous magic items that threaten anyone in this world to appear."

Longjing looked down at the express package covered in mud, wondering if he should hand it over to the old magician.

The old magician had a lot of experience, and he basically knew from Longjing's actions that the lump of sludge in Longjing's hand was probably package No. 0000.

He took out a letter from his pocket. There was no signature on the letter, but a hammer and a pair of iron tongs were drawn. The two things crossed and finally converged on a raging flame.

"This is the letter I got from the courier branch that received you before. If you want to read it, you can take a look."

After saying this, the old magician stopped taking care of Longjing's affairs. He began to concentrate on defending against the turbulent undead skeletons outside the castle, and prepared to draw a giant magic circle to buy everyone a little time to rest. .

Undead are immortal.

Therefore, the crux of the problem lies in how to seal it.

Longjing took the letter, and his hands stained with mud immediately left indelible marks on the beige letter.

The letter has been opened.

He took out the letter paper and carefully read the contents on it.

[...According to the latest research, the "Chonghai" magic rough stone existing in Sulawesi has a violent magical reaction with the meteorite that fell from the sky.This reaction can cause a fatal blow to both life and non-life. We have used mice, owls, undead bones...]

【...So far, the undead skeletons that have turned into fly ash have not shown any signs of recovery, so we speculate that this thing may be used to eliminate the troublesome problem of undead skeletons in swamps and lakes...】

Long Jing almost understood it when he saw this.

If he guessed correctly, the package No. 0000 sent by the centaur administrator should be the deadly alchemical magic item researched by the Sulawesi dwarves.

According to the description in the letter, this is indeed an item worthy of the number 0000.

Thinking of this, Longjing asked the old magician another question: "How to open the package of express delivery No. 0000?"

Although the black dragon had told him just now, the package is very fragile and should be handled with care.

But judging from the performance of the package itself, it is estimated that it is covered with a super shell with magic belt materials, otherwise it would not be able to run around like the centaur administrator, and it has not been blown up.

The old magician divided his mind a little, and gave a silver butterfly to tell Longjing how to open the package with gestures.

The express package number of 0000 has always been in the hands of the president and the centaur family, so even the veterans in the Magic Express Association actually don't know how to untie the package.

After Longjing learned this technique, he immediately ran out of the banquet hall of the castle.

He wants to place the weapon head in the center of the undead skeleton.

But when he really left the banquet, he realized that the situation was even more chaotic than he had imagined.

Because of the black dragon's fire before, the undead bones fell apart, but it was also because they were turned into ashes that these undead bones were blown into the interior of the castle by the wind.

The ashes wriggled slowly on the ground of the castle, attracting and hooking up with each other, and even one hand had returned to its original shape and interfered with everyone's actions on the ground.

Longjing bypassed the ashes and climbed to the top of the city wall. He saw Chen Chuci.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw behind Chen Chuci a foot of the dead gathered from the ashes and wanted to sneak attack.

Longjing rushed over immediately, kicked that foot off the city wall and into the pile of undead bones before Chen Chuci could make a move.

Chen Chuci frowned, unable to take his eyes off the battlefield.

"Go back quickly and find a way to complete your mission! I'm here!"

Longjing showed the package No. 0000 in his hand to Chen Chuci: "This thing in my hand can kill undead!"

Chen Chuci distractedly glanced at the package in surprise: "What is it?"

A dark elf was hit from the side and hit them right in front of them. It was a Labrador.

Longjing, who was about to answer, was interrupted by this sudden elf. He was actually so sleepy that he was unconscious, and now he was relying on his will to stay awake.

Labrador obviously heard their conversation, and after yelling "the undead never dies", he got up, rushed back to his position, and continued to knock the undead bones off the city wall.

While beating, he said loudly: "What's so good about killing such things as undead bones?! The water of life of our elves can also kill them completely! It's just that you outsiders don't know it!"