The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

A minute, two minutes, or even longer, Qinglin finally regained his composure. He pushed Saman's arm away and looked at the headless monster.

"My mother..." It was almost the opening kill.

The film in the sword stab seemed to have lost its moisture, and the brush turned opaque gray-white, and it naturally dried and cracked and fell off, floating on the ground.

They also saw the complete appearance of the monster.

Saman raised the candle and got closer to the monster.

Under the candlelight, they could see more clearly. It was a guy who looked like a lizard. His head was about the size of a washbasin, and his body was covered with thorny scales. So annoying.

I don't know if it was lucky or unfortunate, they were not eaten the first time, but they almost attracted the attention of the monster, and they came directly to open the door and bite the head.

"What are we going to do next?" Qinglin asked Saman in a low voice. Unconsciously, there was a leader in this two-person team, but player Qinglin didn't realize it.

Saman made a 'hush' motion, and he looked around carefully with the candle.

This is a rectangular space with a length and width of only two meters and a height of only two meters and five. Its six sides are frosted and translucent film, which looks very fragile, and people can't help but worry that a little weight will tear the film.

In such a small space, it was already reluctant to stand two tall men, and there were still a lot of gelatinous objects piled up in one corner. Amber, translucent, like crystal cement.

Saman stepped forward carefully. The film looked very thin, but the texture was very hard and would not be easily damaged. But once there is a gap, it quickly becomes slag.

He held a snowflake-shaped shard, thoughtfully.

Qinglin took out a small stick and poked the glue in the corner, easily stirred up a ball, and pulled out the silk.

"What is this?"

Saman glanced back: "I advise you not to touch it." He looked around carefully, only one monster was on the side, not in other directions.

Qinglin didn't understand, and asked again, "Where are we going next?"

Saman was slightly impatient, but his face was still gentle like a good man. When there is no need to tear the skin, to keep such a person is to keep the possibility of trial and error

"No matter which direction you go, be careful and try not to make any noise."

Qinglin covered her mouth embarrassedly, saying that she would definitely take care of this mouth. He knew that he and others should not run into monsters easily and consume too much physical strength.

He reached out and patted Saman and indicated with his finger that there was a monster corpse on this side, they should just go to the other side.

Saman shook his head, he looked up at the ceiling, and suddenly stretched out his giant sword to cut a square in the ceiling. The film shattered in front of their eyes, turning into pieces of crystal clear and falling.

The small room above the head cracked a lot, and the monsters hidden in the dark rioted and made different sounds.

"What are you doing?!" Qing Lin was startled and asked with his mouth open.

Saman just looked at the ceiling.

When the fragments of the ceiling fell almost, the glue above slipped down, as if it had its own consciousness, and gathered with the glue in the corner, occupying one-third of the ground.

The space they are in slowly rises.

The corners of Saman's lips twitched into a smile: Sure enough.

Qinglin's eyes widened, and he pressed his voice and asked, "How did you think of it?"

"Guess, check it out." Saman pointed at the cement on the ground with his sword, "I guess they are the products of the completely dissolved prey outside. That is the 'nutrient' needed here."

Looking at the crystal mud-like thing on the ground, thinking about the demons who were tortured to death outside, Qinglin shuddered, and quickly dropped the stick: "How, how do you know?"

"As you said, it looks like a huge plant, with roots outside and trunks here. These small transparent rooms are actually channels that 'it' made to transport nutrients. The nutrients above are absorbed, The room shatters, and nutrients from below continue to be delivered."

"Of course, that's just my guess."

Saman looked up and said: "If you want to know what we are facing, just keep going up and you will know."

After all, he stabbed the ceiling above with another sword, and the glue poured down from the crack.

Saman broke through the ceiling layer by layer, and the two rose steadily. It's just that the higher you go, the higher the possibility of encountering monsters.

They could handle one or two, but this time, they actually encountered three, both left and right and above.

"Damn it!" Because of the light source and the sound, the two monsters broke the membrane at the same time, and the movement they made alarmed the third one.

"Hold those two!"

Saman pressed the candle to the ground and directly carried the first one.

An old acquaintance, it was something I met in the garden that day, a big worm with needle-like mouthparts and two pairs of thin wings.

This thing is not big, there are no scales on the body surface, no sharp claws or powerful tail, the basic talent is in flight and speed. Therefore, this small space can be said to be very unfriendly to it, too small to be displayed.

Saman took the opportunity to avoid the opponent's long needle, jumped up and chopped off one of its wings. With only three wings, it could not keep its balance and fell.

Taking advantage of his illness, Saman cut off its head with a sword.

The body with its head dropped kept shaking its wings, and the head that was cut off did not lose its vitality completely. Saman was about to make up for the knife when a row of ox-hair needles shot him.

Next to it, there was something covered with hair, like a giant caterpillar, which was the second monster. It's very slow, but it fires poison needles from its body. Saman's clothes were thin, and he was shot more than a dozen times, as was the blue scales.

The place where the shot was shot was numb and painful, and it was red and swollen to the naked eye.

This stuff is poisonous.

Without a word, Saman threw a glowing object.

When the caterpillar monster's attention was drawn away by the light, the giant sword in his hand was reorganized and expanded again, more than doubled in size.

The long sword directly cut open the caterpillar's head, and the green juice spurted out instantly, leaving a green trace on the film.

The body of the headless caterpillar curled and rolled, and the poisonous hair fell off and flew into the air.

Samman covered his mouth and nose.

"Hiss." At this moment, the shadow of the third monster was already close to the membrane, and Saman immediately clenched the giant sword and waited.

The membrane cracked a slit, and black claws with long hooks stuck out.

A gust of wind blew, and the candle suddenly went out.

The dark world lit up with two red dots like charcoal fire, and the stench came out.

The moon hung quietly in the sky, and the garden was lively for a while and then quiet again.

"Why do you make up your own mind?" Qinghong no longer had the enthusiasm at the banquet, and his whole face was cold, "You want to do this kind of thing, can't you tell me?"

Hua Li looked at him and said, "He has noticed the boundary lake."

This sentence was like a basin of cold water pouring down, and Qinghong was stunned for a moment.

"Jun He and others were riding in the cloud carriage today, and at dusk, the two of them noticed the changes underneath."

The head of the flower hedge said: "With He-Jun's keenness, how could he not notice anything unusual? He-Jun will become your hindrance, then, won't you be in a dilemma? Temporarily imprisoned will be for you, everyone, and even others. Yu Hejun, it's not a bad thing."

Qinghong looked up at the moon in the sky and sighed for a long time.

Hua Li knew that he had acquiesced, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, with some irony: He Jun was just like that.

"It's the glass labyrinth that traps senior brother?" Even if senior brother doesn't check for a while, he won't be trapped by some small formations. After thinking about it, Huali probably uses a glass labyrinth.

Hua Li did not speak, and acquiesced.

Qinghong was silent for a few seconds again, and finally said, "I'll go find him tomorrow."

This formation has the ability to imprison the demon and temporarily transform it into a human being, plus the role of the rush, which forms a labyrinth. But this formation can only accommodate one living creature, so the main function is to be trapped, and there is no lethality. With the strength of Hejun, he will break out of the formation in a day or two.

"You don't have to be so eager," Hua Li said to persuade him, "it's better to wait for the end of the matter. At that time, the dust settles, and even if He Jun wants to stop it, he can't stop it. And you can... get what you want. "

Qinghong thought for a while: "Let's talk about it."

After that, the two had nothing to say, and Qinghong returned to the banquet.

Hua Li stayed in place for a while, she opened her hand, and there were bloodstains left by her fingernails on the palm of her hand. She didn't seem to feel pain, the corners of her mouth smiled and looked at the flesh with her palms open.

"I'm doing it for your own good," she muttered while looking at the palm of her hand. "His existence will only kill your will."

Shortly after they left, a shadow split from the shadow of the pillar, elongated, and turned into a human shape. A certain player wearing a red feather coat appeared on the spot.

"Dusk, Boundary Lake?" The player was thoughtful.

Huali wanted He Jun to die without leaving any future troubles. Ren Yifei, who was walking in the water, quickly felt this determination - the temperature was dropping.

Not only the temperature of the water is dropping, but the temperature of the entire space is dropping. Although it has not dropped to the point of freezing, the chill is still pouring in from the cracks in the bones.

The mortal Ren Yifei couldn't use any small spells, and he shivered with cold.

I wonder if Peacock received what he sent.

Ren Yifei was not sure whether the rat spirit dared to risk his life and death to provoke a bad-tempered monster. The chance of success in this matter is actually not high.

Even he didn't know whether that kind of flower was common in the demon world and was not worth mentioning.

All kinds of factors add up, and the possibility that this event will help him is very low. Ren Yifei didn't put Bao Bao on this matter before.

He didn't expect Hua Li to play straight ball with him, and instead of plotting tricks, he would kill him directly.

I just don't understand why she didn't just take it easy, but used this torture method.

"Could it be that she thought He Jun was very powerful, no matter what, she could only transform into a mortal before defeating him?" Thinking of this possibility, Ren Yifei didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

It was so cold, so cold, that my feet were stiff.

He won't walk and turn into an ice sculpture, will he?

"What are you?" The peacock breathing in the yard squinted and looked down at the little mouse in front of him.

The rat spirit trembled and handed out a glowing branch flower: "Predecessor, senior, a senior asked me to give it to you."

"Wicklet?" Rare, but not precious. Peacock's face was displeased, and he was about to walk away, "Huh? This kind of power... bring it here."

The strength attached to the branch is very small, and when you squeeze it, it reveals its true face. It is an ordinary branch, but the peacock put it into his sleeve after looking carefully: "He-Jun asked you to come? Why didn't he come?"

"I don't know, this is what the senior ordered this morning." Rat Jing lowered his head and wiped his sweat for himself.

Peacock frowned, he thought about the meaning of this thing, and waved his hand impatiently: "You step back."

"Speaking of which, why didn't he come today? Is it because he hates the smog here?" Peacock didn't know what to think, so he turned and walked out.

The maid came to block with a smile: "Lord Peacock why didn't he continue..."

"Go away." The grumpy peacock brushed the crowd aside.

He strode towards the temporary residence of He Jun.

On the way, a steward saw that he was aggressive and felt wrong, so he had someone report it directly, while he secretly followed to see where he was going.

Peacock had noticed these guys for a long time, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it, and he had already gone to the place where He Jun lived.

If he guesses wrong, he will be beaten at most. What is he afraid of?

"I want to see Hejun." Before the Peacock man arrived, his voice had already reached the room.

The maid in the room ran out: "Jun He is not seen."

Another group of guards took up their weapons and faced the intruder: "Please back off, my lord."

Peacock narrowed his eyes, thinking that it was not right. According to Hejun's stinky temper, he swept him out right now, and could the maid run out and fight him?

The demon pattern quickly appeared on Peacock's face, and his hair spread out directly, with five-colored light on his back: "No one? Let Hejun come and tell me!"

The multicolored light like a peacock's tail slowly brushed past, and the secluded residence was directly 'erased' from the world.

Looking at the empty space, the five-colored light behind Peacock seemed to be burning, just like his mood at the moment: "You tell me, Lord He is not seen?"