Escape Game: I Really Just Want To Lose

Wang Yun said, as far as I can think of, there are ghosts!

Judging from Dao Changqing's description, this is a world of immortals, and it is also a world of immortals with declining aura.

The original level of cultivation realm is clearly defined, but now only the 1st to 13th layers of Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment are left.

The person I want to play is also Wang Yun, and the system has already arranged his identity so that it is convenient for him to play.

Wang Yun here has a good talent, and he is one of the few foundation-building monks in this era of aura decline, or the only one in the foundation-building period.

It's just that this person practiced magic skills and went crazy, and finally lost all his brains. He finally became a foundation, but he didn't know how to make a fortune in silence, but he wanted to confront Buddhism.

There are not many top Buddhist masters, but one or two levels of Qi refining are everywhere, and they are cheaper than Chinese cabbage.

Under the siege of a total of 500 Buddha Sect Guang "307" heads who are equivalent to refining Qi, he was seriously injured and had to retreat to the Demon Sect to prepare for healing.

According to previous experience, Wang Yun opened the attribute box and saw his own attributes.

"Name: Wang Yun.

Identity: Great Devil of the Demon Sect.

Realm: the early stage of foundation building.

Magic weapon: Red Dragon Sword (Extreme Grade).

Status: Seriously Injured (100%).

In the state of serious injury, you cannot use aura, cannot actively control magic weapons, and your strength is even weaker than ordinary people. Players are requested to find a way to relieve the serious injury status by themselves. "

Looking at this debuff, the master is quite satisfied.

Wouldn't it be nice to hang this debuff all the way, wait for the circus troupe to come here, and then kill yourself!

After making the plan, Wang Yun immediately said to Dao Changqing: "Xiao Hei, quickly let go of those boys and girls, and don't keep any of them. By the way, everyone will send some money to suppress the shock, and tell them that they will never We will do this kind of thing, we are the new magic door with good ethos."

Dao Changqing looked at Wang Yun strangely, thinking that his master was not normal before the accident, and the feeling after the accident was even weirder.

If it wasn't for Chilongjian who sacrificed his mind for his master and had the ability to recognize his master, he dared to say that his master must have been taken away.

After hesitating again and again, he still asked: "But, Master, Tu's injury...

"Don't ask! Even if I, Wang Yun, died of illness, died outside, and was beaten to death by a Buddhist bald head, I wouldn't do such outrageous things! I swear, I, Wang Yun, will never be really good!"

Dao Changqing always felt that something was weird, but he followed Wang Yun's instructions and went out to release people.

Walking all the way into the dungeon, he entered the secret room where five hundred boys and girls were imprisoned.

These boys and girls gathered together, not even daring to cry, for fear of angering this group of demon cultivators.

Since childhood, they have heard of the notoriety of these demon cultivators.

According to the legend, these demon cultivators all have green faces and fangs, eat people without spitting out bones, and don't take human life seriously at all.

In fact, they were right.

Although the spiritual qi is declining now, even a monk at the first level of refining qi is far stronger than the first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, and is the pinnacle that ordinary people can hardly reach in their lifetime.

They are completely two species. In the eyes of monks, mortals are nothing more than bigger animals.

Even if it is a decent family, it is not much better for ordinary people, at most they will not slaughter at will.

Dao Changqing glanced at the frightened children in front of him, and said helplessly: "Black one to black nine!"

Nine men in black appeared out of nowhere, kneeling in front of Dao Changqing: "The subordinate is here!"

As the only disciple of Wang Yun, Dao Changqing is under one person and over ten thousand people in the Demon Sect. With one order, he can call all the people in the Demon Sect.

"Send these children back with some money, and then promise that this kind of thing will never happen again. Sigh, what the hell is Master thinking? After finally catching them, just send them back."

Watching the nine men in black leave, Dao Changqing still couldn't figure out why he could only understand that the master had gone crazy again.

After Wang Yun sent Dao Changqing away, he immediately started to accelerate.

After all, he entered the game one month in advance, if there is no acceleration function, just waiting will be like a human being.

In the accelerated state, the game system will skip the garbage time in the middle at an extremely fast speed, and will not pause until an unexpected event occurs.

Jump all the way to the next morning, and finally something unexpected happened.

I saw Dao Changqing rushed into the quiet room in a panic, and shouted at Wang Yun: "Master, it's not good, the Taoist Tianjizi brought his disciples to fight up!

"Well done!" Wang Yun was overjoyed, "Why is he here, to take my dog's life?"

Dao Changqing now just wants to kill himself, the master, with a sword!

When is this, you tell me cross talk!

If you weren't strong and handsome, do you know where your ashes would be dumped now!

Silently scolding Wang Yun in his heart, Dao Changqing said helplessly: "No, he should have heard that you were injured by the Buddhist bandit Bald, so he came here to force you to ask about the "Wei Mo Heart Sutra"..."

"What is that?"

"Our No. 1 classic book of the Demon Sect, even now that the aura is declining, has the effect of helping people break through the limitation of refining qi and pointing to the foundation building. Master, I suggest you give it, otherwise with your current body, it may be difficult for you to give it. Die, if you don’t give it, you will definitely die.”

"Then absolutely not!" Wang Yun said immediately.

Although Wang Yun still doesn't know what will happen if he dies now.

But when things are undecided, let's talk rashly first, because if there is no draw, change a game and continue to die.

Hearing this answer, Dao Changqing looked at Wang Yun in surprise.

Regardless of the magic sect or the Taoist sect, monks are greedy for life and afraid of death.

If you are in danger, I will take advantage of it, and if you are intimidated, then you will be cowarded. It is absolutely unambiguous.

And Wang Yun didn't back down, this courage deserves more praise from Dao Changqing.

"Since the master has already made a decision, the disciple will not say anything more. Master, this way please. y

Walking into the hall with Wang Yun, Wang Yun immediately saw a young man with an immortal style standing in the hall.

The young man has silver hair all over his head and looks like he is only twenty years old, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes.

Although the vast majority of monks are unable to break through Qi refining and reach Foundation Establishment, it is relatively easy to keep their appearance at the age of twenty.

Tianjizi has turned eighty this year and has thirteen levels of Qi Refining, making him a leader in the first echelon.

If he hadn't broken through the method of refining Qi, he would have already established a foundation.

Seeing Wang Yun, Tian Jizi cupped his hands and smiled, "Brother Wang, you are safe. I heard that you were injured by the Buddhist bald head. Is it true?"

"Yes, yes, it's true!" Wang Yun said immediately, "Now my dantian is damaged, it's so bad that I'm not even as good as a mortal. Hurry up and kill me!"

Dao Changqing was stunned.

Tianjizi was also stunned.

Is it really good to expose your weaknesses when you come up?