If you refuse a marriage proposal from a thriller NPC, you will die

he is very angry.

"This kind of shoddy thing..." He crumpled the paper airplane into a ball and smiled softly, "How could it replace him?"

He wanted to knead the paper airplane into powder, but it was a prop, and his strength in the dungeon was greatly weakened, so he couldn't help it for a while.

The smile on the corner of his mouth widened a little bit: "You still want to lie to me?"

Yu Cheng's expression changed drastically, and he immediately pressed the shutter button without hesitation.

This prop of his, in addition to being a stand-in, has an additional function, that is, the position of the stand-in and the main body can be exchanged. It is an A-level prop that he has worked hard to obtain.

It can be used to escape, or it can be used to harm people.Although the effect is still a little worse than the double paper figurine, the weakness is that it can be seen almost at a glance when encountering an overly strong NPC, and cannot completely imitate the main body like the double paper figurine.

To be recognized was also the worst plan he could have made, so he left himself behind.

As long as he is recognized, he immediately presses the shutter button, swaps the positions of Jiang Chu and the photo, and pushes him out to buy himself time.

Jiang Chu doesn't look like he will wait for death easily. It will take some time for him to entangle with the NPC for a while, and he has a chance to go back and get the book.After the NPC has almost killed the player, he closes the book himself, and then pushes the cauldron that released the ghost to Jiang Chu. Anyway, he can't explain it clearly when he is dead.

As for himself, he was the one who successfully locked the ghost back. I am afraid that ordinary players who cooperate with him will trust him more.

The more he thinks about it, the more he thinks he's smart, and I'm such a—genius!

Can think of this method of killing three birds with one stone!

Thanks to my parents for giving me such a smart head.

The smile on the corner of Yu Cheng's mouth widened, and he looked at Jiang Chu with a "good journey" look, waiting for him to be shocked and angry, and then changed places with the photo.

But Jiang Chu was really nervous.

It's just that his nervousness is...

"Don't let me lose face in front of so many people," he didn't know who he was talking to, with a cautious tone, "otherwise I will release all other characters."

Yu Cheng was at a loss, he didn't understand.

Jiang Chu's figure disappeared in place, replaced by a crumpled paper airplane falling from the sky.

In addition, a heavy object hit the top of his head, hitting his head a little, and almost hitting the ground.

He was squinting to see that something dared to attack him, but his eyes were tearing apart - it was a book!Why did it fall onto his head out of thin air? !

He belatedly looked at the classification number on the bookshelf, Curse Science.

"My lord pope." Jiang Chu blinked, let his slender and cold fingers pinch his chin, and was forced to raise his head slightly, he said regretfully: "You are a step late, my hands are always trembling, and I let go just now." One out."

The demon turned back to the Pope's face again, and he couldn't deny what he said about his "shaking hands", and even smiled: "It's okay, there is a high probability that I won't be able to beat me."

"No, no, it's also a demon." Jiang Chu shook his head, "I think you probably have something in common, so you can chat."

"Of course there is a common topic." He smiled darkly, his face slightly moved closer, "That's you."

Jiang Chu: "..."

"I can discuss with the other me..." The Pope smiled lightly, but he was disappointed that Jiang Chu's interest was not aroused, so he could only talk to himself: "Discuss with me, how to allocate your money Seven days a week."

Jiang Chu: "Well, there are only two people, it seems difficult to distinguish."

Pope: "Yes, what should I do?"

Yo, quite calm.Sounds like she's still worried about him.

However, it was agreed to not embarrass Jiang Chu, and he still had to do it.With one wing, he enveloped the two of them in a confined space.

This way no player can see it.

He lowered his head and smiled lightly, "Can I kiss you?"

"That's what I asked." Jiang Chu shook his head, "It's like I'm asking you, I want to press your head into the wall, would you like it?"

The Pope was silent for a long time, only staring at him with smiling eyes: "You seem to be so unforgiving all the time."

"Not necessarily." Jiang Chu caught him off guard and teased him, "It's only for you. I always convince others with the truth."

The Pope blinked in confusion.

Is that right?

How did he see that this person hooked up a book just now, and directly smashed someone's head.

Still, he admits he was teased.The notion of being given a special status is indeed very entertaining.

"Do you like me?" He said with a smile, "What do you like about me? I'll give more play to my strengths."

Jiang Chu was trapped in a small space by him, his breath was entangled, and he sprayed intimately by his ears.It was difficult for him to blush, but the redness at the tips of his ears could not be controlled.

He felt that he was not very moved, nor was he very repulsive, it was just a normal physiological phenomenon, just like crying does not mean sadness, it may also be sand in the eyes.

He looked at the large sand in front of him with a very academic eye, and said seriously: "Face."

The Pope didn't expect much from him to answer, but he didn't expect him to give an answer that was unexpected and reasonable.

"You can also pay attention to my interesting soul." He said.

Jiang Chu: "Is it interesting to me?"

Pope: "Yes."

Jiang Chu: "..." This person is already invincible.

"I'm serious, I like your face," he said, "but I like another funny soul."

The Pope patted his head, as he used to coax His Majesty: "Don't pick and choose, it will all be yours sooner or later."

"Let's go back to the previous topic," he let out a chuckle, "the distribution of seven days a week."

Jiang Chu's eyes widened, what is this person talking about? ?

Does the system care? !

His lips trembled, as if he hadn't figured out why it was a movie of two people, but four people's blood could be played.

And maybe five.

There's also the possibility of more.

"I'm joking." The Pope pressed his head on his shoulder, his voice became cold, and the desire for exclusiveness engraved in his bones burst out, "As long as I am conscious for a day, how can I allow other me to approach you?"

Jiang Chu: "You also know it's all you..."

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound in my ears, like the sound of bones breaking.There was a sudden bright light in front of the eyes, and the two wings fanned out a strong wind.

Players are crazy, holding bookshelves and books to prevent them from falling and releasing more ghosts.

This is really, the gods fight, and the fish in the pond suffer.

Except for Han Zimian, the other players were guessing - what is the background of this person?

To be able to survive in the hands of ghosts... just now, the wings were so tightly covered, they thought he had died long ago.

Yu Cheng also thought so, but at this moment his heart was ashamed.

There was blood all over his shoulders, and he had lost an arm. A small piece of weird texture could still be seen on the bloody flesh of the severed arm, like wood and porcelain, after all, it was not human skin.

If he hadn't broken his arm so quickly, his whole body would be like this now.He paid for it with an arm, and a quarter of his blood.

And after paying such a high price, Jiang Chu didn't die? ?

He was full of question marks.

At the same time, he put his trembling eyes on the other "ghost", looked at the obvious spherical joints on its wrist, and couldn't help asking a question from the soul.

What the hell is this thing about?

Jiang Chu looked at the puppet walking towards him, and actually spoke first: "Wait, wait..."

The puppet thought that he had something to say to itself, so it stopped obediently and waited quietly for him to speak.

Jiang Chu: "You...what's your name?"

The Pope laughed, ridiculed, and completely took off his pretense of refinement, with a bit of schadenfreude: "He... he doesn't have a name, isn't he using my name?"

Jiang Chu really wanted to put incense on himself.

Now this situation is beyond my control, so I shouldn't say that much, listen to what people say, what's your name?It's too star-studded.

The pope's wings were turned into powder, and the weird ceramic-like texture was still spreading on the wings, and the power of the curse caused him heavy losses.

After careful calculation, neither of the two things has benefited, and it is half a catty.

"I... heard..." the puppet made an intermittent, mechanical voice, "You actually... like his...face..."

Jiang Chu: "Yes!"

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

While everyone at the scene was in a state of confusion except him, he began to sort out his thoughts.

I don't know where the clue of "connecting with one's own experience" comes from, but it is not important anymore. The point is that the meaning is already obvious.

Here is the player's life library.

Of course, it is the life in the game, which is equivalent to the collection of all small worlds.Although he was the first to release the NPC from the previous instance, he was definitely not the last. There are hundreds of players here, and they will encounter countless ghosts.The process of players looking for keys will definitely be greatly slowed down.

But the time is only 24 hours, and now almost five hours have passed.There must be conditions that have not been discovered.

For example, did the key ever appear in the player's instance?

There are quite a few keys he can remember. There are keys in the cruise ship dungeon, and there are also doll dungeons.

At this time, the puppet also suddenly began to speak:

"Xiao Chu... Are you looking for the key?" He tilted his head, and the corners of his mouth were raised stiffly, "I know."

Jiang Chu immediately said: "Actually, the appearance is not important at all, I value the soul more."

The puppet squinted, and the jewel-like eyes sparkled: "That's right."

The pope sneered: "You know? Can you take it out and have a look?"

Both looked at him, asking him to make a choice with their eyes.

Jiang Chu didn't speak for a long time.

It doesn't have to be like this... Oh, forget it, it's useless to say more.

If he didn't know the situation himself, he would have thought he was a scumbag in this scene.

"How about you..." he suggested, "Communicate internally? Give me a symmetrical message."

Han Zimian who rushed over stopped: "..." Such a strange statement, are you their party A?