Heartthrobs engage in bosses in escape games [Unlimited Streaming]

At the same time as the roof crashed, the stagnant lake in the distance became restless like boiling water.

Countless decapitated ghouls crawled out of the filthy lake and rushed towards the bamboo building.

Seeing those densely packed disgusting reptiles, the six-handed man showed a look of disgust in his eyes.

He sneered at the Millennium Corpse King, and said in a tone of contempt: "I thought you would have a fair fight with me, but I didn't expect to call so many bugs to help. It's so despicable and shameless. It's a cowardly act."

The Millennium Zombie Dynasty glanced at the monsters infected by his corpse energy, thinking of his body being occupied by the golden cicada mage Jiu, his eyes sank, and he said coldly: "I want to deal with you, why bother with those useless things?" help me, I didn't summon them."

"It's ridiculous, isn't it you, isn't it me?" The six-handed man laughed disapprovingly.

The wings behind him moved slightly, and his body was gradually suspended in the midair. Pale golden light overflowed from his whole body, dyed with a hazy color.

The six-handed man stared at the thousand-year-old corpse king, restrained his smile, his eyes became colder, and the golden light shrouded his whole body flourished, "It's useless to talk more, let's make a quick decision."

At the same time as the voice fell, the six-handed man's body also exploded into a golden ball of light just like last night, and the dazzling light flashed across the room with a destructive force.

The translucent body of the Millennium Corpse King touched the golden light, as if it had been hit by a huge explosion, and was instantly shattered, turning into wisps of black smoke, flying in all directions.

The powerful golden light seemed to only be effective on ghosts. Yan Shaoqing who was standing in the room was not affected too much, but the light was so bright that he couldn't help but close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, neither the Six-Handed Man nor the Thousand-Year Corpse King were already in the house, leaving only a mess after the war.

The night was bleak, the evening wind was cold, without the cover of the roof and the walls, the strong wind blowing from the lake "huhuhu" poured into the room.

Yan Shaoqing was only wearing a thin shirt, and he couldn't help shivering when he was blown by the cold wind.

Seeing the big and nice room turned into what it is now, not to mention the body, even my heart is half cold.

With a long sigh, he took out the silver coin where the thousand-year corpse king lived, and rubbed the surface with his fingers three times.

Faint black smoke overflowed from the protruding cicada-shaped pattern and surrounded Yan Shaoqing's fingertips, but it was still unable to condense into a complete human figure, and even the resentment contained in it could not be traced. It seems that the Millennium Corpse King really It was a serious injury.

These two male ghosts are at least at the BOSS level in the game, but they act impulsively, simply and rudely, and they hurt both of them because of something unimportant, which is simply incomprehensible.

Yan Shaoqing had had enough of this evil game full of evil spirits, and he didn't want to stay any longer.

If the Millennium Corpse King can't recover tomorrow, he can only find a way to deal with Master Jin Chan alone.

The decapitated ghouls that emerged from the lake did not besiege the bamboo building this time, but hurried past the houses and went straight to the village.

The players in the bamboo building either joined the millennium corpse king camp, or were reborn from coffins without tattoos, and were not within the attack range of ghosts.

But the beheaded ghoul's mercy did not make the players on the first floor breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing the roof of the second floor flying down from the sky, they immediately guessed that something serious must have happened upstairs, and the battle was quite tragic. It was definitely the kind that would be killed in a matter of minutes if they were accidentally involved.

Although many timid players were curious, they didn't dare to go upstairs rashly. They gathered in a group in the living room, taking out their personal weapons and always vigilant upstairs.

Mu Chenlong's first reaction was naturally to worry about Yan Shaoqing's safety, he didn't care whether he was in danger or not, he ran out of the room in a hurry, and rushed upstairs like a mad bull.

Zhou Zeyan, Zhang Wenjie and several other players from the Millennium Corpse King camp followed closely behind.

By the time everyone ran to the room on the second floor, the two culprits who demolished the bamboo building had long since disappeared, only Yan Shaoqing was left standing alone in the room with half of the roof missing in the cold wind, and all the furniture was scrapped , the ground is full of debris, and the walls are full of marks left by sharp weapons. It looks so bleak.

Seeing such a tragic scene, everyone was shocked in their hearts, and their tense eyes focused on Yan Shaoqing, quickly sweeping across his body.

Yan Shaoqing's face looked haggard, but there didn't seem to be any obvious scars on his body.

How could it be possible that the people in the house remained unscathed in a fierce battle that knocked down the roof?

Early in the morning, Yan Shao heard heavy footsteps at the stairs, and when he saw Mu Chenlong and the others rushing into the room with anxious faces, he withdrew his sad mood, smiled wryly and raised his hand to say hello.

"What happened in the room just now, how did it become such a virtue?" Mu Chenlong held the two-meter-long knife that he had already taken out in his hand, stepped forward with worried eyes, and asked Yan Shaoqing in a calm voice, " You're not hurt, are you?"

Mu Chenlong had originally planned to do his best, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even see the shadow of an enemy. Yan Shaoqing also acted as if nothing had happened, and he didn't seem to be in danger at all.

"It's okay." Yan Shaoqing waved his hand and said calmly.

"It doesn't look like anything is going to happen."

Zhou Zeyan frowned, and looked around the room. Even he, an experienced player, had never seen such a battle.

"A ghost broke into my room just now, and the Millennium Corpse King fought with him, and he has been driven away now." Yan Shaoqing squeezed the silver coin that was extremely quiet in his heart, and said in a somewhat helpless tone, "I I think he won't come back to make trouble in a short time, so you don't have to worry too much."

Although Yan Shaoqing was fine, there was actually something wrong.

The only "luxury suite" on the second floor was violently demolished. For the rest of the game, he might have to sleep in those "coffins" on the first floor like Mu Chenlong and others. I feel very uncomfortable.

Yan Shaoqing followed Mu Chenlong and the others down to the first floor, and found a random room for the night.

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Shaoqing tried to use silver coins to contact the thousand-year corpse king again, but the breath in the silver coins was very weak, and the deity still failed to gather into a human form.

"Or we'd better wait for that ghost to recover before going." Mu Chenlong knew that the Millennium Corpse King was exhausted last night, so he suggested with some concern, "As you said, there is plenty of time for this game, so don't rush it for a while."

The duel between the Millennium Corpse King and Mage Jinchan in the cold pool is obvious to all. They are only mortals. Even if they have silver-plated magic weapons, it may be difficult for them to get close to Mage Jinchan, let alone cause bloodshed to the other party. harm.

Yan Shaoqing lowered his head slightly, thinking about countermeasures, when suddenly there was a muffled sound of metal hitting wood outside the window.

He was startled, and immediately turned his head to look out the window.

The Jinchan camp players headed by Hao Youmeng are standing on the shore of the backwater lake at the moment, hacking the floating wooden bridge across the center of the lake with their weapons.

In addition to the seven people from yesterday, Hao Youmeng was followed by six or seven players who originally belonged to the Millennium Corpse King camp.

The faces of those grasshoppers at the hanging coffin were a little shaken yesterday. Looking at today's battle, it is obvious that they have already figured out a way to kill themselves and defected to the other camp.

They even disclosed to each other the news that the corpse of the thousand-year-old corpse king was hidden behind the coffin, so Hao Youmeng led people to try to cut down the wooden bridge, thereby blocking the way for the players from the millennium-year corpse king camp to go to the hanging coffin again.

The wooden bridge in the lake is not made of ordinary materials, even if it is chopped down with all its strength with a silver-plated weapon, there will only be a half-millimeter deep crack.

Yan Shaoqing had already tried it before, so he was relieved that no one was left to guard him.

But no matter how strong the wooden bridge is, it probably won't last for an hour if it is hacked violently by a group of people.

Yan Shaoqing's face was slightly condensed, and he immediately led Mu Chenlong and others to the lake, and confronted the players from the Jinchan camp.

The Golden Cicada camp has grown from the initial four to more than a dozen people, while the Millennium Corpse King camp has only a handful of people left.

Hao Youmeng can be regarded as a bit of a city man. He has assessed the situation and been silent for a long time. Now that he has the upper hand, he no longer swallows his anger and started to destroy openly.

Several players in the Millennium Corpse King camp panicked because of the sudden change. The time was not as abundant as they imagined, and they didn't know what would happen if they dragged on.

After a day, Zhou Zeyan's blood power has fully recovered.

He pulled out the rattle around his waist, stared at Hao Youmeng and the others with his slender pupils like cold-blooded animals, and the brown scales covering the side of his face stood up slightly.

"Thorn-"

Zhou Zeyan's sharp nails scratched the newly made drum, and dozens of sheets of thin, light yellow human skin slid out like last time, and took shape on the ground.

More than a dozen puppets made of human skin joined the battle, like fighting machines without emotion, and the disadvantage of the Millennium Corpse King camp was suddenly pulled back.

"My human skin puppet can temporarily resist them for a while, you go quickly." Zhou Zeyan shouted at Yan Shaoqing while manipulating the human skin.

Yan Shaoqing did not hesitate, and led Mu Chenlong across the wooden bridge to the edge of the cliff.

Together, the two pulled out the coffin and crawled in through the secret passage.

The other players are all dealing with the Golden Cicada camp, and now they can only rely on them.

Yan Shaoqing walked through the passage, descended the [-]-meter-circling staircase, and finally arrived at the cave where the cold pool was located.

The pool water, which was stained red by Jiang Nali's blood, turned into a clear and transparent color again, and the corpse of the thousand-year-old corpse king was lying quietly in the center of the cold pool as before, An Ran looked as if he was asleep.

Yan Shaoqing stood in the distance, thinking about what to do, when a system sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

[System prompt: Because Mage Jin Chan has a high degree of affection for the player Yanqing, he decided to invite the player to join the ghoul camp in this game, and the hidden camp mission has been opened. 】