Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

Yang Xianluo panted and ran to Wan Bochong, his head was covered with sweat and his eyes were shining with dazzling light.

Before her breath calmed down, she heard the cold and handsome man say, "Where did this little beggar come from?"

Hearing these words, Yang Xianluo was immediately petrified, and all the joy in his heart turned into anger. There were only three big words in his head, little beggar!

Mud, who is this dead man going to say is the little beggar? I think he is living a good life, and I want to loosen his muscles a bit!

She slowly clenched her fists, and when she was about to teach the man in front of her a lesson, she felt a gentle big hand covering the top of her head, stroking her hair and laughing in a low voice, "Still so cute.

beggar."

In an instant, Yang Xianluo froze on the spot, all his anger disappeared without a trace, and his dirty face was stained with a beautiful blush like the morning glow.

She glanced at the man in front of her with a complaining look and said, "Speak faster next time. I could barely control the ancient power in my body just now, and I almost accidentally hurt you."

"You've suffered a lot in the desert these days, haven't you?" Wan Bochong took off his robe and covered her head and said, "The sun is too hot. Use your clothes to block your face. Be careful.

Got sunburned.”

As soon as the white robe covered Yang Xianluo's head, she felt a cool touch, and asked with a very surprised look on her face, "What material is this dress made of? It's cool and so comfortable."

!”

"This is made of sky silk, which has the effect of keeping warm in winter and cool in summer, and is invulnerable to water and fire."

Hearing Wan Bochong's introduction, Yang Xianluo felt very jealous. She had been eating sand in the desert these days and was living in a miserable state. This man was good. He wore such high-end clothes. He was really lucky!

"Haha, it seems that you are really having a good time these days!" Yang Xianluo said with squinted eyes and a smile.

"It's really okay," Wan Bochong said with a nod.

This is really too arrogant, this damn man actually dares to admit it.

"But I felt very uneasy because I didn't see you, so I came out to look for you."

Wan Bochong looked at the dirty girl in front of him with dry and cracked lips, frowned slightly, took off a water bag from his body and handed it to her and said, "Drink some water to moisturize your lips first."

Yang Xianluo took the water bag, raised his head and took a sip of water, wiped his lips with his sleeve, looked at him curiously and asked, "Come out to find me? Then where were you before?"

"My current identity is the high priest of Fantasy Country. Before I came to see you, I have been in Fantasy Country." Wan Bochong said.

"Fantasy Country? Is this country in the desert?"

"Yeah!" Wan Bochong nodded and said, "Yes, it's in the desert."

"I have been walking in the desert for so many days, but I haven't seen even a caravan. I didn't expect that there is a country in this barren desert." Yang Xianluo said in surprise.

"Well, this country is a bit special."

"What's so special?" Yang Xianluo looked up at Wan Bochong and asked.

"Because it's a mirage."

"Brother Wan, this is really great. You are really helping us in times of need. We are all thirsty to drink snake blood." Zhang Zhi took a bag of water from the camel, raised his head and drank several sips, and was moved to tears.

All flowed down.

"Brother Wan, this water is so refreshing and delicious. How can there be such delicious water?"

Wan Bochong ignored Zhang Zhi and carefully looked at the Yamata-no-Orochi lying on the sand, frowning slightly and said, "This Yamata-no-Orochi is the Queen's favorite mount. Now you kill it. If the Queen finds out,

That would be a bit troublesome."

Hearing the word queen, Yang Xianluo's ears twitched, turned his head and looked at Wan Bochong and asked, "Queen? Do you mean that the king of Fantasy Country is a woman?"

"Well, that's right." Wan Bochong asked with some confusion, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"No, tell me clearly, how did you become the high priest?" Yang Xianluo stared at him and asked.

"Maybe it's because I'm good-looking!" Wan Bochong said with a smile in his eyes.

Yang Xianluo said with a face full of resentment, "Wan Bochong, I really didn't expect that you would be such a person, sacrificing your beauty for glory and wealth. I really misjudged you."

"What does it mean to sacrifice beauty?" Wan Bochong said, somewhat dumbfounded, "You misunderstood, things are not what you think."

"What do you mean it's not what I thought? If you don't say anything else, just tell me whether the queen is good-looking or not."

Unexpectedly, Wan Bochong actually thought about this question seriously, and finally told her very seriously, "It looks good!"

"Wan Bochong, you are dead." Yang Xianluo looked at him fiercely and said through gritted teeth, "I don't want to deal with you anymore, just go find your queen!"

"Well, I'm going back to Fantasy Country to find the queen, and I'll take you with me."

"What?" Yang Xianluo stared at him in disbelief and asked, "You want to take me with you when you go to see the queen. Wan Bochong, you are so capable, why don't you go to heaven?"

Huang Ying looked at Yang Xianluo, who looked like a little firecracker, and couldn't help but put her hand on her forehead. Sure enough, a woman who falls in love is like a fool, and her IQ will be lowered.

"Sister Xianluo, if we don't go to Fantasy Country with Wan Bochong, what are we going to do in this big desert? Are we going to eat sand every day?" Huang Ying said speechlessly.

Yang Xianluo's arrogance immediately dropped, the facial features on his face twisted, and he put on an extremely gentle expression and smiled, "Okay, may I ask the high priest, when are you going to take us to Fantasy Country?"

A small impatience will mess up a big plan. It's not worth eating sand in this big desert for a man. It's better to be patient for the time being and leave this ghost place.

She just wanted to see with her own eyes what kind of beauty the Queen of the Fantasy Country was, and how beautiful she was to make Wan Bochong feel very good-looking.

"Let's go now." Wan Bochong waved to her and said, "Come here, I will help you sit on the camel."

"This is the high priest's camel. Is it appropriate for me to sit on it?" Yang Xianluo couldn't help but said angrily, "This camel is so beautiful, couldn't it be given to you by the queen?"

Although Yang Xianluo's mouth kept talking non-stop, his body was very conscious and he immediately walked to the side of the camel and climbed up with his feet.

Wan Bochong helped her onto the camel's back and said with helpless eyes, "Can't you just talk properly?"

"Why didn't I speak properly?" Yang Xianluo looked down at the man standing next to the camel and said, "Don't you understand what I'm saying? If you don't understand, then it's not my problem.

It’s a problem with your ears.”

After finishing speaking, he snorted coldly, turned his head and waved to Huang Ying and said, "Sister Huang Ying, come here quickly, let's ride a camel together, and we can just enjoy the scenery along the way."