Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

"Since you are embarrassed, forget it." Yang Xianluo said deliberately, "Actually, I am reluctant to give you that money printing machine."

"Hey, don't!" Zhao Qianqian quickly floated in front of her and said anxiously, "Boss, you just promised to give me the money printing machine, you can't break your promise!"

"Aren't you embarrassed to accept it?" Yang Xianluo looked at her with a half-smile and said.

"Aren't I trying to be polite to you? Why do you still take it seriously?"

Seeing that Zhao Qianqian was about to cry, she smiled and said, "Why are you so anxious? It's not like I won't give it to you."

Seeing Yang Xianluo's teasing gaze, Zhao Qianqian realized that she was teasing herself.

With uncontrollable joy on his face, he said angrily, "Boss, you are so bad, you only know how to tease me!"

Soon there was a rush of footsteps on the stairs. Yang Xianluo looked up at the stunned Huang Ying standing on the stairs and said with a smile, "Sister Huang Ying and Brother Li are back too."

"Sister Xianluo." Huang Ying rushed towards her and cried loudly, "That's great, it's great that you're all right. It really scared me to death. I'm really too scared."

"Okay, okay." She patted Huang Ying's back and coaxed, "It's okay now, everything is over."

"Brother Li." Zhang Zhi looked at Li Wei and asked in surprise, "Why are you back again?"

"We couldn't worry about you, so we came back to find you. We thought that we might not be able to get out alive anyway, so we might as well go on the road with you. If you are still alive, we might be able to save you." Li Wei said with red eyes.

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"Brother Li, don't be sad. Look, we are all fine now." Zhang Zhi patted his shoulder and said.

Li Wei turned his back and wiped his tears with his hands, and said with a sigh of relief, "I just feel that I am of no use. Not only can I not help you, but I am also holding you back."

"Brother Li, what are you talking about? Facing these non-human species, human combat effectiveness is indeed weak, but fortunately we are all still alive. As long as we can survive, we will definitely be able to get out."

"Yes, that's right." Li Wei wiped his tears with his sleeve and said, "As long as we live, we will definitely leave this hellish place."

Seeing these ants trapped in the joy of surviving the disaster, Zhulong said to Yang Xianluo impatiently, "Now that your friends are all safe and sound, I will also follow your request and eat that ugly monster."

,Should you take me to the gate of the underworld now?"

Yang Xianluo's heart tightened, and he said with a very sweet smile on his face, "Of course, but it's almost dawn and we are tired. Why not let us rest for a day before taking you to the gate of the underworld."

Zhulong's figure flashed, came to her, strangled her neck with his hands and said, "Little ant, are you kidding me?"

"No, I didn't play tricks on you." Yang Xianluo's face turned red from being pinched, and he said with difficulty in breathing, "I wouldn't dare to play tricks on you even if I had the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard!"

Wan Bochong pressed the demon-killing sword firmly against Zhulong's neck and said with fierce eyes, "You'd better let go of your hand, otherwise I won't want your head."

"Ha!" Zhulong glanced at Wan Bochong indifferently and said disdainfully, "With this broken sword, do you think you can kill me?"

"Really? You can try it." Wan Bochong held the sword hard, and the sharp blade immediately drew a blood mark on Zhulong's neck, and blood flowed down his neck.

Zhulong dipped his finger into the blood, put it to his mouth and licked it with his tongue, and said gloomily, "Ant, you are so brave."

The pupils also turned into vertical pupils. Seeing that he was about to return to his original shape, Yang Xianluo opened his eyes and said with difficulty, "Don't you want to return to the underworld? Only I can let you return to the underworld. If you

Let’s kill them all and stay in this hellish place for the rest of our lives!”

"You'd better not play tricks on me." Zhulong looked at her with gloomy eyes, released his grip on her neck and warned, "Otherwise I will definitely make your life worse than death."

"Don't worry." Yang Xianluo put his hand on his neck and gasped, "I keep my word and I will never lie to you."

"Sister Xianluo." Huang Ying quickly stepped forward to support her and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Yang Xianluo shook his head.

Then he said to Wan Bochong, "Put down your sword quickly."

Wan Bochong stared at Zhulong as coldly as ice, the veins on the hand holding the sword popped out, and the air pressure emanating from his whole body was extremely low.

"What?" Zhulong looked at him faintly and sneered, "Are you looking for death?"

"Ahem, Wan Bochong, put down your sword quickly." Yang Xianluo coughed anxiously when he saw Zhulong's eyes filled with murderous intent.

"This guy is so arrogant and dares to hurt Sister Xianluo. He should be taught a lesson and let him know how powerful he is." Zhang Zhi said angrily.

Zhao Qianqian was so frightened that she quickly covered his mouth with her hands and said, "Oh my god, stop talking. Do you know who he is?"

Zhang Zhi looked at her with doubtful eyes and whined twice.

"He is the ancient mythical beast Zhulong we saw underground."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhi opened his eyes wide in horror, took a breath of cold air, quickly removed Zhao Qianqian's covering on his mouth, ran forward and took away the sword from Wan Bochong's hand.

He said with a smile, "It's all a misunderstanding. It's fate that we all met each other. Don't hurt the harmony."

Then he whispered into Wan Bochong's ear and said, "Brother Wan, just be patient, this is Zhulong, we can't win."

"But he hurt Yang Xianluo." Wan Bochong said coldly.

"Then we scolded him secretly in our hearts. We really can't win. Besides, didn't you also make a cut on his neck? Even if it is even, if the stalemate continues and makes him angry, we will all

Gotta die."

"Wan Bochong, come here, I'm fine." Yang Xianluo said to him.

Wan Bochong glanced at Zhulong coldly, walked up to her, looked at the red and swollen finger prints on her fair neck and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Yang Xianluo said deliberately, fearing that he would be impulsive.

"If you lie again, it will be swollen. How can it not hurt?"

Seeing that the man in front of her didn't believe it, she had no choice but to say, "It's really okay, it just hurts a little bit."

The man's dark eyes fell on her neck, he pursed his lips tightly, raised his hand, and cautiously approached the red and swollen area on her neck.

Yang Xianluo looked at the hand approaching her and held her breath subconsciously. The sweat on her nervous palms overflowed.

Just when the man's hand was about to get close to her neck, he stopped, paused for a while, and then slowly let it go.

A low and serious voice came to his ears, "Don't worry, sooner or later, I will make him pay the price."

At this moment, she could hear no other sound except her own frantic heartbeat.