Run with the ball in an escape game

"You don't get tired of being there! Ying Mutian, you are what I summoned! Listen to me, kill him!" Mr. Padlo was treated as air by the two, and no one paid any attention to his screams and questions.

At this moment, he was already so angry that the mask was about to burst into flames, and his eyes were bloodshot when he saw the two of them.

Ying Mutian turned around, his loose long hair swaying gently with the movement.

At this moment, he is not what he looked like in the previous dungeons, but is wearing a black ancient costume, the hem of which flutters very coolly.

Ying Mutian's height is a head taller than that of Mr. Padro. He lowered his head and said, "Unfortunately, I am not under your control. Because you chose to summon me when I was the strongest. If it weren't for the rules I can't destroy the copy, I can kill you all directly."

It was obviously just an ordinary conversational tone, but Mr. Padlo felt a little numb in his limbs, which was a sign of absolute fear.

"You... don't underestimate people!" He roared, his aura rose steadily, and a simple long sword appeared in his hand.Obviously, this does not fit his personality at this time.

Jing Huan was stunned when he saw the sword, then took two steps back, giving the battlefield to the two of them.

He is now an ordinary person who is pregnant, it is better not to be involved in this level of fighting.

As soon as Ying Mutian and Mr. Padlo opened up, the furniture in the house instantly turned into powder.

Jing Huan was about to continue to back away from the corner, when a familiar energy gently wrapped him up, cutting off most of his voice.

Xiao Mengmeng in her stomach felt the confrontation of strength and moved slightly.

"Mengmeng, it's your father. Learn a little bit, only if you are strong, you will not be bullied in the future."

"Huh?" Mengmeng responded in a low voice, half understanding, but after feeling the fighting spirit outside, she also became excited.

Jing Huan lightly touched his lower abdomen, and said softly: "Now is not the time, come out to play later baby."

Soothe Mengmeng, the battle outside has been fought more than ten times.Mr. Padlo no longer looks as elegant as he first looked.

His clothes were all torn, and his mask had several cracks.

At this time, he roared and launched an attack towards Ying Mutian, but most of them missed, and although a few hit, they did not cause much damage.

He couldn't beat him, he couldn't beat the ghost king in front of him at all.

Mr. Padlo swept his eyes, and suddenly saw Jing Huan who was touching his belly not far away.With red eyes, he turned his target and rushed over with a long sword in his hand.

Jing Huan stood where he was and didn't move.

Three meters, one meter, one centimeter, the tip of the sword pointed directly between Jing Huan's eyebrows.But it stopped when it was about to puncture.

Ying Mutian stomped Mr. Padlo into the floor and said angrily, "You are finished, I will crush your bones to pieces."

"Wait." Jing Huan squatted down expressionlessly and looked at the embarrassed Mr. Padro, and lifted the mask on his face.

The face under the mask was not that of a Caucasian, but a handsome oriental man.

Jing Huan sighed lightly: "Sure enough...do you know me?"

Mr. Padro was still struggling desperately, cursing: "Who would know an ordinary human being! Let me go! I am a fairy! You will be punished if you kill a fairy!"

Jing Huan looked indifferent, but he grasped and twisted his fingers with great strength.

Mr. Padlo obviously did not expect such a development. As a god who has no parents since birth, he has never experienced this kind of pain.

Seemingly humiliated, he shouted, "What are you doing?! I'll kill you!"

Not only did Jing Huan not stop, but he intensified and slapped him directly.

Then, before he began to swear at him, he said: "You living things think you have any dignity? It's ridiculous to be played around."

Mr. Padlo was stunned: "What do you mean? Tell me clearly!"

"Kill him." Jing Huan lost interest and got up directly.

The moment he turned around, Ying Mutian condensed a knife from his fingertips, and directly inserted the knife into Mr. Padlo's vest.

The noisy sound disappeared instantly, and Mr. Padlo disappeared directly from the ground.

Ying Mutian said unhappily: "Tsk, it's a pity that the one here is not the main body, so we can't really kill him."

Jing Huan didn't care about this, he asked: "Can I go out now?"

Ying Mutian replied: "Yes, but I am bound by the rules and cannot leave this room, and my state will disappear after dawn. If I go out, I will meet a lot of irritable bastards."

This miscellaneous stuff naturally refers to the servants and guards that can be seen everywhere in the castle.

"Hmm..." Jing Huan thought.

Ying Mutian asked: "Huanhuan, do you want to go out now?"

Jing Huan nodded: "Well, I didn't expect to pass the night so easily...it's a bit boring."

Ying Mutian couldn't help laughing loudly: "If that guy just knew what you said, he would probably die of anger now if he didn't die."

"I kind of want to go out and hang out with other players."

Ying Mutian's smile stopped instantly: "Huanhuan, are you going to knock on other people's doors in the middle of the night?"

Ah, it's about to start again...

Jing Huan stood there thinking, but Ying Mutian had already rubbed up against him, swaying his head back and forth like a big dog: "Huanhuan, am I not fun? I will be with you, I will definitely let you You are happy."

Jing Huan was so rubbed that his head was unsteady, he sighed and rubbed the dog's head and said, "Then you should get a chair anyway."

The surrounding area was affected by the battle, and everything except the walls had long since turned to ashes.

Ying Mutian immediately got a set of furniture and tidied up the room.

Jing Huan sat down and said, "Forget about playing, let me ask you first, do you know that person just now?"

Ying Mutian replied truthfully: "I don't know, my memory has not been fully recovered. But I seem to know that he is a certain god."

Jing Huan said: "Yes, he is indeed a certain immortal. But it's very interesting, he has never heard of your experience, and he doesn't remember me. It shouldn't have happened in the first place."

Ying Mutian understood: "He should have known us in the first place? But now he has lost his memory...he has the same problem as me, has his memory been disturbed?"

Jing Huan nodded: "It should be controlled more thoroughly than you, after all, he is not very strong."

Ying Mutian asked: "Tsk, it's a pity that I really don't have a clue as to who attacked me and who manipulated all of this. I can't think of anything."

Jing Huan replied: "Of course it won't remind you. He should have mastered the ability to interfere, modify and even control memories. The most important thing for him to manipulate others is not to let the other party know his identity. So you have never heard of him until now. It’s normal not to remember.”

Ying Mutian was a little upset: "I don't know how to unlock this thing, can I just kill people?"

Jing Huan said: "I'm afraid it won't work. He probably hides very tightly now, so that he hasn't come out to deal with us in person. As for why he hid, I guess it's because he's going through some 'critical moment', or... he doesn't dare to see me." .”