The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Ground.

"Ahhhh!" The monster with eyes like lanterns has already drilled out of the membrane and rushed towards Saman and the two. Saman rushed to one side of the membrane first, and then Qinglin gritted his teeth and chased them out.

They go straight into another room.

'Hiss', the monster turned the corner.

Because monsters have sharp scales, they sometimes accidentally break through the underlying membrane and fall down. Therefore, their first reaction when encountering a monster is to 'slip it' to save more energy.

However, this monster does not seem to be the type to easily destroy the film.

Saman and the two passed through a film wall again, and it was still dark in front of them.A pair of eyes like burning coals followed closely behind, making a 'hissing' sound.

They don't have time to look back and must find a new way out as soon as possible.As a last resort, none of them wanted to stop and face the monster in the dark directly.

The enemy is dark and we are clear, and the environment is unfavorable. At this time, it is of no benefit to face this monster head-on.

Saman broke into a certain space again, and he felt something was wrong as soon as he entered, it was a unique smell of a different kind of existence - this space has an owner.

There is another monster here.

"Left!" Saman turned left urgently, Qinglin followed, and hit a thick fleshy wall with a 'Kangdang'. Another one?

The two ran for a while, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Why isn't that thing chasing after?" Qinglin listened to the movement behind, "Did they fight?"

"Not necessarily." Saman gasped.

Qing Lin was exhausted from running, and she was hanging on her desire to survive before, but now she felt that the danger was a little bit less, she slowed down, and asked out of breath, "It, it won't come again?"

He didn't hear the "hissing" sound behind him again, and Saman also slowed down, looking backward while running.

A fiery red eye was silently staring at them.

"!" Saman grabbed the giant sword in his hand.

What's scarier than a monster?A monster with a brain.

Obviously, what they are facing now is such a monster who can pretend to be stupid and use psychological deception.

What's worse, this monster was able to kill the one on the way in such a short period of time, and its own strength was also very strong.

"Stop!" Saman pulled out his huge sword.

"What?" Qinglin hadn't reacted yet, only seeing Saman suddenly enter into a fighting state, "What's wrong?" He was really out of strength.

"See for yourself."

See for yourself?As soon as Qinglin turned his head, his hair stood on end, he jumped up and turned around: "Grass——"

The monster suddenly opened its mouth, the blue blood vessels glowing in the dark, the green scales were too close, he only felt something sticky and hooked around his neck.

At the critical moment, he had no reservations, he gritted his teeth and took out the props he had hidden away, raised his hand and shot, the bullet hit one of the monster's eyes.The special bullet has a special effect of freezing and decelerating, and half of the monster's head is frozen.

The ice spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, half of the monster's body was frozen.

At the same time, Saman had cut off the hooked tongue of the monster with a single sword, Qinglin only felt that the sticky thing strangling his neck loosened, and precious air entered his body again.

"It's disgusting." Qinglin touched the sticky bluish mucus on his neck, and cursed, "Damn it, a bullet is a tenth of a gold shell!"

Saman's giant sword, the surface is shining golden, like some kind of spell.

He swung in the direction of the monster's eyes, and the red lantern-like eyes were directly split to the two sides, and the red liquid splashed out, coating the film and Saman on both sides with a layer of fluorescent red.

The light of the sword is still frantically spreading in all directions, like a golden spider web, layer by layer, snowflake-like film fragments are falling down, a large film room disappears, and the golden web covers the sky.

The space below did not keep up with the speed at which those spaces disappeared. A large blank space appeared in front of Saman and the two of them. They seemed to see a black wall on one side.

There were also golden lines spreading and cracking on the wall, and a hole gradually appeared. Through the hole, they saw the sky outside—the sky with soft light.

Before Saman could understand, the space they were in rose rapidly, and the hole quickly disappeared in front of his eyes.

As they rose, the earth shook, and the monster roared and fell from the shattered space.It was like a rain of monsters.Various shapes and appearances, like meteors falling to the ground, wailed and passed in front of them.

Qinglin's eyes widened: "Damn it...don't you just cut off the whole 'trunk'?"

"Just take a shortcut." Saman held the sword, only to feel that the player made a fuss.

In fact, he was a little exhausted at the moment, and it would take a few minutes for him to recover, but there was no trace of trace on Saman's face.

He can't trust this player.

The place on the back of the hand where he was shot by the poisonous hair was already swollen like a steamed bun.

Saman scratched the wound with a knife, thick yellow slurry flowed out, and the inside was festered.

He shook his arm: "Go."

Qinglin also touched the few remaining bullets distressedly, and the two began to rise slowly again.

"Master, peacocks are making trouble in Qingquanyuan."

"The master is not good, and there is trouble underground."

Just as promised, the two subordinates reported bad news at the same time.

Qinghong raised his hand: "Wake up more sleeping bugs, stop those strange monsters, peacock, I'll go to meet myself for a while."

He stood up and walked slowly across the banquet.

At the banquet, there was not a single big monster who could still stand, and they all fell to the ground and fell asleep.The drinks and clothes were thrown all over the floor, and the boneless beauty stood up with a smile, not caring that she didn't have anything on her body.

"As expected of a big monster, blood is delicious." Those tiny roots pierced into the skin of the monsters, secreting anesthesia liquid, while sucking blood little by little, and each time they sucked, these beauties became more beautiful.

These demons are drunk 'drunk life dream death'.

Qinghong decided not to wait any longer. He used the most potent wine, brewed directly from the petals of his body. He only needs one cup, and he will enter the world of dreams.

As long as there is no strong stimulation from the outside world, these monsters can sleep here until the end of time.

"It's a pity..." Qinghong looked back at the monsters, "It's a pity that the peacock escaped. I need to finish it myself."

Peacock, who did not retain his strength, destroyed Qingquanyuan, which was the temporary residence of Mr. Crane, in a few blinks of an eye.But he made such a fuss that no other demons were attracted to him.

Rao even a rough nerve like Peacock felt something was wrong.

"It is said that Qinghong's body is the wick lotus." He remembered a rumor that Mr. He sent him the wick lotus to remind him, be careful of Qinghong?

Where did Mr. He go?Could it be that something has gone wrong?

Having been a demon for many years, it is really rare to see a demon like Mr. He who only focuses on cultivation. It would be a pity to die.

"Why doesn't the peacock go to drink? Is it because I don't treat you well?" Qinghong came over on the moon, and he was in front of him with a flick of his fingers.

He glanced at Qingquanyuan, which disappeared, and said with a smile: "The peacock has such a big temper, this is my senior brother's residence, why are you dissatisfied with my senior brother?"

"Don't talk nonsense with me here, where did Mr. He get hurt by you?" Peacock didn't listen to what he said, he only looked at the facts.

"How could I harm my senior brother?" Qinghong's face turned cold, "Besides, I can't harm him."

Peacock sneered: "He didn't guard against you, so you can do it naturally. According to me, Mr. Crane shouldn't have persuaded his master to bring you back, a wolf cub. If you weren't dragging him down, he would have been No. 1 in the demon world." .”

"Nonsense." Qing Hong hated others to persuade his senior brother not to want him. Since he was a child, it has been... He couldn't bear it anymore, and the green vines shot up into the sky, turning into a huge birdcage.

"Peacock, this is where you will be buried."

"Buzzing, buzzing." With the sound of a piccolo with a certain frequency, the sleeping bugs in the ground woke up one by one.

The players who had already walked halfway fell ill in an instant, seeing that hope was ahead.A huge number of bugs took away the lives of a group of players at once.

Saman and the two are still walking up, and they don't know this.

They are making torches.

Qinglin's oil lamp was destroyed by the slime at the beginning, and Saman's candle was also unfortunately killed. They still had a fire bag, some unused clothes, and a small pine stick in their hands.

Saman found a piece of coarse linen clothes, tore off a piece of cloth, tore it into long strips and tied it to a wooden stick, then tore it apart carefully to make it look fluffy.

Fluffy twines that have a good contact surface with air are more likely to burn.However, Saman still spent a lot of effort to ignite this crude 'torch'.

"Actually, the darkness is not bad at all," Saman held the torch that was finally lit to see if there were any monsters. "In the dark, the breathing of the monsters can be heard more clearly."

"How is it possible? The sound of breathing is very weak, and the direction is hard to identify." Qing Lin shook her head.

Saman didn't know what to think of, and his smile flashed: "I've seen a person who can do it."

"Who?"

"A...strange 'blind man'." Thinking of that man, Saman smiled genuinely.

Qinglin has been with him for so long, and it was the first time he saw this experienced player showing his true emotions, and asked curiously, "In reality, or in the game?"

"Players, players who are really playing the game." Saman said, "In front of him, we are at best the unlucky ones who have not played the game so badly."

After all, it is really rare in this world that can drive a boss to collapse.

"It must be very powerful, and it will make an old player like you never forget it." Qinglin sighed.

Saman was taken aback: "Do you still remember?"

"Is not it?"

"Perhaps." Saman saw that the pine stick was a little burned, and put down his hand protecting the wind, although there was no wind here at all, "Okay, let's go."

"Ah Choo!... Is it too cold?" Ren Yifei rubbed his nose, this moment interrupted his concentration, he had to stand for a few seconds, and once again determined the direction of walking.

After being numb from the cold, a new hallucination appeared in his body instead—the water seemed to be warm?

After such a meal of self-deception, Ren Yifei forcibly endured the freezing temperature and walked all the way to the present.

After determining the direction, he continued to walk forward, thinking about the pace in his heart.Every step he takes is the same length, which is used to measure the distance of the aisle, and then build a direction map in his brain.

Vision can help to adjust the direction. People who are used to the light, if you ask him to close his eyes and walk in a straight line, he can't always walk straight, so the established azimuth map has some errors and omissions.

But somehow, Ren Yifei didn't have such a problem.The positioning map he drew in his mind has always been very accurate.

There was the sound of water splashing in his ears, and the water had covered his insteps and swelled up to his calves, so he would make this sound when he walked.

He could imagine the small white foam rising and falling with his movements, and the small waves hitting his feet, which were a little itchy.

Perhaps this situation is too familiar, he can't help but think of his first 'death'.

At that time, he was just an immature boy who had just experienced the most significant change in his life, when a thing called the 'Great Evil System' came to his door.

It wants to collect grievances and ask him to do evil, but he refuses, so that night, he had a "time travel" experience.

No, to be more precise, it is a 'possession' that cannot change fate.

In the dream, he was attached to a blind boy who lived in a remote mountain village during the war.

Ren Yifei's world was pitch black, he could feel all the joys and sorrows of the original owner and all the physical sensations, but he couldn't 'move'.

He lived there for a long time, learned to wash and cook in the dark to take care of himself, and also learned to feed livestock and weave bamboo baskets in the dark.

How did you die in the end?

One very cold day, he was wearing patched sackcloth, tied up and tied to a tree.

He remembered that it was a hemp rope, a thick one, and the same thick tree behind him. His stomach was cut open, and something flowed out of it.

Ren Yifei finally knew what it was like to have his stomach cut open.

If he is given a chance, even a little bit, he would like to change that child's fate.Unfortunately, the system gave him the power to 'experience pain', but not the power to 'change fate'.

He's just a manipulated clown.

In a dark world, he heard people laughing and crying beside him, some speaking local dialects, some speaking foreign languages ​​he could not understand.

The smell of rust filled his nostrils. The boy who had never seen light in his life finally had the concept of blood red in that cold season.

But the boy thought in his heart, luckily it wasn't that student who was arrested.The student said that the country will be reborn from the ashes, and the common people will live a better life in the future.Such a capable person, what he said must be right.

The evil system wanted him to understand despair and pain, but the blind boy taught him to cherish.

Huali wanted to use this method to slowly torture him to death, but as long as there was a chance, he would grab the shoe that was stepping on him and pull the strap on it to get up.

Ren Yifei is not afraid of death, but he is even less afraid of survival.

The author has something to say: the second update.

Hooligan: Everything that doesn't kill me makes me stronger.

Saman: Never forgetting, can there be an echo?