The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

The man in the lead had a blue coat over a ginger-colored tunic, jasper hairpins on his hair, and a jade flute on his waist. He was very gentle.

There are two beautiful women standing behind him, the one on the left is elegant and gentle, the one on the right is pretty and innocent, they are somewhat similar in appearance.The woman on the right is stroking her protruding belly, which looks like it is eight or nine months old.

Ren Yifei: ...the beauty is not shallow, junior brother.

Just as he was feeling emotional, he saw the gentle beauty on the left looked at him resentfully, with affection in his eyes, he was about to say something.

He was stunned, before he understood what was going on, the male host in the middle had already let go of the beauties on both sides, and walked over quickly: "Senior brother, why is your hair loose?"

As he spoke, he knelt down on one knee, brushing his fingers through the loose hair on his shoulders naturally, his movements were gentle, with a smile on his mouth, looking kind and indescribable intimacy.

Huh?

It was the first time Ren Yifei encountered such a miraculous thing, he was astonished and didn't have time to refuse.

The younger brother mentioned in the resume is a gentle man, at least when he looked at Ren Yifei, his eyes were so focused and affectionate, as if they were still brothers.

It seems to be a little bit closer than brothers.

And the eyes of the beautiful woman before became more sad and sharp.

The question is, who is it, who is green?

Ren Yifei sideways avoided, covered the hand of the banquet host with his fan, his expression was still indifferent, and he wanted to write three words on his face: Don't touch me.

The younger brother, namely Qing Hong, had a smile on his face, but he didn't let go.

Ren Yifei took advantage of the situation and changed his sitting position, from squatting to squatting.

When sitting, the legs are arched and the body is tilted. The ancients thought that such a sitting posture was arrogant and disrespectful, but with loose hair, it gave a sense of freedom and ease.

He used the way of changing his sitting position to relieve Qinghong's sense of oppression, and said coldly: "You want to be a servant boy with hair tied for me?"

"Senior brother likes it, so why not be a servant boy?" Junior brother Qing Hong said in a low voice, looking at him intently, but gently brushing his hair from top to bottom with his fingers.

The black silky hair was incredibly smooth, and his fingers ran through it without any resistance.

The dungeon was given to the player character, but the feeling was actually the player's own. Ren Yifei felt the tingling sensation of his hair being combed, and looked directly at the player, intending to find out some clues from his eyes.

At best, this harassing action didn't bother him much. When acting, actors don't need to feel too much unnecessary shame, and it's not like he hasn't filmed passionate scenes before.

What worries him is the matter of 'how to position the relationship between the brothers and sisters'. This basic positioning determines his future adjustment direction.

On the way here, he thought it was just a simple incident of 'brothers killing each other', but he never expected that there would be such a development afterwards.

The resume is really "simple", and the key points are not mentioned, even if there is a relationship line?

There are so many monsters present, there are only two people who can really have a relationship with Mr. He, one is the host of the banquet, the younger brother Qinghong, and the other is the wife of the banquet, the wife of the younger brother.

Because the left is respected, so the beauty on the left should be the main wife of the younger brother?

The host of the banquet is Junior Brother He Jun, who is also a powerful and powerful demon, otherwise he would not be able to invite so many powerful demons.There is a saying that the level of your friends can prove your level.

Therefore, there is no doubt that the host of the banquet is a big monster.

The wife of this big demon is now looking at He Jun with an undisguised admiration, and the first reaction of this big monster is to flirt with his senior brother He Jun?

Don't say that pulling your hair is not flirting, even if it is not flirting, it is definitely called molesting.

The younger brother molested the older brother?Junior brother's wife still admires senior brother?Husband and wife love each other for the same person?

Could it be that I still got the script of the heartthrob?

Ren Yifei thought of the incident where the original owner lost three drops of heart and soul a hundred years ago.

Ah, it's not that simple.

Ren Yifei pressed the opponent's wrist: "Aren't you afraid of being laughed at when you say such things?"

"Senior brother doesn't laugh, no one dares to laugh." The host of the banquet raised his head and looked at the monsters watching the excitement.

The other people at the banquet were staring at this secretly, wondering why the relationship between their seniors and brothers was not as good as the rumors said. — Seeing him turn his head, he continued to play as if nothing had happened.

I can't afford to mess with anyone, and they are scattered.

Ren Yifei grabbed the opponent's wrist and twisted it, throwing it out, but his face was neither angry nor happy, very calm: "Don't delay your entertaining guests."

The man was not angry when he was thrown out like trash, and he still looked at him intently: "I listen to my brother.... I will talk to my brother in detail later."

He stood up and walked to the stage.

All the while, the two wives he had brought with him had been watching them.

One has a complicated expression and hesitates to speak, and the other rubs his belly with a half-smile.

Junior brother Qing Hong stepped onto the stage, and the voices at the banquet automatically stopped.

"I'm very happy that everyone can come to the banquet. This banquet is for viewing flowers. You all know that there are many flowers and trees under my banner. Spring is a good time for bees and butterflies to pollinate flowers."

He paused for a moment, and the monster below showed a tacit expression.

Most of the monsters who are beautiful from flowers and trees are beauties, they can be male or female, beautiful or luxurious, this one wears flowers and pollinates... Hehehe.

"Secondly," he continued, his eyes glanced at Ren Yifei intentionally or unintentionally, "my son will be born in a few days, and after he is born, there will be a grander banquet here."

Players at the banquet were acting and eating wine, while other players who were not eligible to attend the banquet were tremblingly exploring the dungeon.

Few of the players who climbed to the mid-level game are waiting to pass the dungeon. They either use props or go out by themselves, each with their own tricks. In short, they will not really sleep in the room.

All the players walked out of the room. If they had companions, they would find them first;

All the players crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers, and the courtyard was very lively for a while.

They are all old players, and they felt something was wrong not long after they came out.

The fact that no one moved was secondary, the main reason was that there was a problem with the direction, which was completely different from the route they had explored during the day.After that, I can't find the way back when I look back.

-Some players are trapped in strange places like this, and they also feel that there is something peeping at them in the dark, following them like a shadow.

"We walked by here," the fox demon player pointed to a scratch, "Look here, the mark we left before."

These are two players in a team. They may have come in together. They seem to have a tacit understanding and trust each other.They were back to back, one walked forward and the other retreated, changing their positions at any time, always on alert for possible attacks.

His companion is a leopard demon, with its tail flicking back and forth, and his hand is carefully feeling the feeling coming from the wall: "This corridor is weird. Listen..."

The fox demon player put his ears on the wall, and he heard a strange sound, a very slight sound, an average of one time per second, very regular.

Goo-dong, goo-dong.

"What's that sound?" he asked his companion.

Just as the leopard player was about to speak, the floor under his feet suddenly moved.It becomes limp, throbbing and spasming rhythmically.Even the walls on both sides moved, rolling in waves.

"What is this?" The fox demon player shook the sticky thing in his hand.He couldn't stand upright and leaned on the wall just now, not wanting to get his hands sticky.

They noticed that a sticky liquid was secreted from the floor and walls, and when they touched their hands, they would feel numb and painful, and the skin of their fingers even began to blister and fester.

The two looked at each other, and immediately wiped the mucus from their hands onto their clothes.

"Hurry up, something is wrong here." They made a quick decision and ran forward.

The corridor shakes more violently, more mucus is secreted, and no matter how good the player's sense of balance is, they can't control the slippage under their feet at this time.

Because of the wave-waves of twisting soft ground and the slippery mucus on the ground, the two of them almost fell after running two steps.Before they had finished walking the first ten meters, the whole space rolled upside down.

The two players slid towards the back uncontrollably.

The corridor wriggled like a living thing, its sides began to secrete mucus, and the mucus collected under the feet and covered the uppers of the shoes.

The player is like a bug that fell into a pitcher plant, no matter how hard he struggles, he still slides back uncontrollably.

"Dagger! Quick!"

Slowly, the walls and the ground became one piece, the textures on the walls and the floor disappeared, the oil lamps slowly disappeared, and the entire corridor showed the most authentic appearance.

This is a flesh-colored round pipe, with many capillaries distributed on it, and small tentacles secreting a digestive juice with a sweet fragrance.

The two players who used props to plunge into the pipe wall and paused their slide paled in shock: "Could it be that we... are in the monster's esophagus? Ah——"

In the past few seconds, the clothes and skin that were stained with mucus began to melt, like mud melted in water, and the player felt the burning pain on the skin.

"What should we do now?"

"Let me try." The fox demon player held the dagger in one hand to support his body, stretched out the other hand, and his palm turned into a ball of flames.

The golden orange flame, with a temperature of more than one thousand degrees, almost burned the skin to black when it touched the wall of the pipe.

Damaged pipe walls rolled over more violently.

"what!"

A thick tentacle suddenly protruded from the dark place behind him, and wrapped around the leopard monster player, and pulled it hard, pulling him down who hadn't reacted yet.

The fox demon player reached out to catch the leopard demon player, but it was too late.

"Help me!" The terrified cry of the leopard demon player disappeared into the darkness together with his body.

The fox demon player didn't have time to be sad, he was too busy to take care of himself at the moment, the mucus on the wall of the tube was creaked by him, and more tentacles stretched out, wrapping around his arms and body.

The tentacles were so powerful that the fox demon player struggled desperately, but was still pulled down.

"no no--"

Another figure slid down, the flames on the wrist were still burning, and there was disbelief and despair in the eyes.

The pipe rolls—down, as if swallowing—something.

Three or four seconds later, the pipe returned to its long corridor, with the oil lamps on both sides still shining brightly, only the player disappeared.

The players at the banquet were not clear about the tragic experiences of other players, they were still digesting what the banquet host had just said.

The title of the dungeon is an important clue. This dungeon is called Spring Banquet, so the purpose of this banquet is also an important clue.

Seeing that it was about the same time, the puffed-up wife called the little old man and gave her orders.

- After a while, the maids filed in. They were all - holding in their right hands and holding up in their left - all square plates with various foods on them.

It's time to start serving.

I thought that the banquet of monsters should be painted in the style of—plates of meat still stained with blood foam,—bowls of raw brains, but the things turned out to be very good.

Sliced ​​meat with bones is placed on the left side of the small square table, slices of pure meat without bones are placed on the right, there are four or five dipping sauces in the middle, and bowls of broth are also placed on the right.There are also washed fruits, silver wine jugs and wine glasses.

Overall it's rich.

It's just that the ingredients are wrong, and the faces of several players are all green.They barely ate a few fruits, and other meat, and would not touch it unless it was absolutely necessary.

This is all human flesh, and even the whole palm that has been boned and cut like a chicken claw.

The little old man with a bird's beak on the side also said with a smile that these ingredients are very fresh, and I hope the guests like it.

Isn't it fresh?Not so long ago he was a real player.

If they weren't seasoned old players who rolled out of the pile of dead people, they would vomit as soon as they saw these things, maybe they would be exposed immediately, and they themselves would become a source of food.

The same ingredients also came to Ren Yifei, his eyebrows furrowed.

Mr. Crane doesn't eat red meat, so it's impossible for his junior brother not to know about it. Is this deliberately provoking him?

"Why doesn't Mr. Crane eat?" The wife of the host of the banquet took the lead, she - touched Yuanyuan's stomach - while looking at Ren Yifei with a half-smile on her face, "But you think I didn't treat you well?"

The author has something to say: Ah Fei: ... I really got the wrong script.

Doubt life.