Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

"Hurry up and let go of my hand, or you will tear it off." Zhang Zhi looked at Tian Sha, who was as good as brown sugar, and said with a wrinkled face, "I really did something wrong in my previous life.

I know you, please find a corner to hide as soon as possible, if we continue this, the two of us will really be struck to death by thunder."

Tian Sha's face lit up and he said excitedly, "That's great, Brother Zhi, I knew you wouldn't leave me alone."

Thunder was rolling outside, fire was blazing, and the momentum looked very scary.

Yang Xianluo pulled the chain in his hand, raised his head and looked up and said, "The thunder is about to strike down, can you still hold on?"

The handsome young man gritted his teeth and said with a white face, "You look down on me, I'm just a little thunder. Do you think I'm really afraid?"

"As long as you're not afraid." Yang Xianluo pulled hard, and an iron chain was pulled out from the left wrist of the God of Death.

There was blood and minced meat on the chain, which looked very painful.

The Immortal God was also a ruthless man. He snorted midway through and stopped making any sound. His lips became even paler.

"There are still three chains to pull out. Are you okay now? Can you still bear it?" Yang Xianluo asked.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? The grinding and chirping is annoying. Move faster, and the pain is nothing."

Seeing the young man standing firm and refusing to show weakness, Yang Xianluo was speechless.

Okay, this time, just think that she is overly sympathetic and likes to meddle in other people's business. She will never ask another question next time. It's not her who's in pain anyway.

When she was about to pull the iron chain on the boy's right hand, there was a bang, and a thick thunder struck down from the sky, making a big hole in the roof of the temple.

Seeing the thunder falling from the sky, Yang Xianluo was still startled. Just as he was about to squat down and hold his head to hide, the thunder followed the lightning rod on the young man's head and was guided to the ground.

In the process of being struck by lightning, the body of the Immortal God kept twitching, even his hair stood up due to the electricity, and he could smell the burning smell.

"Are you okay?" Seeing the black smoke rising from the Immortal God's head, Yang Xianluo couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay." The young man said seriously through gritted teeth.

As soon as these two words were spoken, two lightning bolts as thick as a baby's arms struck the lightning rod.

The young man's head was blazing with fire, his standing hair was permed, and his originally ragged clothes were charred black.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Yang Xianluo couldn't bear it and asked worriedly, "Are you really okay?"

Hearing her worried question, the young man turned his neck stiffly, looked at her almost collapsed, and said with black smoke coming from his mouth, "It's okay, hurry up and pull this damn chain out of my body."

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"Okay, if you keep patiently, you'll be fine soon."

Yang Xianluo didn't care about anything this time. He just pulled hard and pulled the iron chain out of his right wrist, leaving a huge bloody hole.

Fortunately, he is a god. If he were a human, he would have died long ago with such a big bloody hole on his wrist, and he would not be able to survive until now.

Now there were only two iron chains on Pipa's bones. Yang Xianluo didn't know how the beautiful young man in front of him could offend the Queen of Fantasy Country and deal such a cruel attack on him.

During the short period of time she spent with this young man, she felt that this immortal god didn't seem to have any bad intentions, apart from being tough and mean-mouthed.

He has an irritable personality and loves saving face. He looks like he doesn't have much brains at first glance. He didn't expect that he would be harmed so pitifully by others.

At this moment, the Immortal God's beautiful little face, as beautiful as a flower, has been blackened by lightning, like black coal.

"Poof!" Yang Xianluo couldn't help laughing when he saw his funny look.

The Immortal God, who suffered another lightning strike, couldn't help but said angrily, "How come you, a black-hearted woman, don't have any sympathy at all?"

"I'm sorry." Yang Xianluo said while suppressing a smile, "The way you look now, it's really hard not to laugh."

"It's not because you stuck the lightning rod in my head that I became like this." The young man said with a ferocious expression.

"Now that your hands are free, you can take off the lightning rod on your head!"

"Forget it." The Immortal God glared at her and said, "I won't take it. Later you will think that I am afraid of this thunder."

"Are you afraid that the thunder will strike me?" Yang Xianluo came closer and asked with a smile.

"No way, you are so narcissistic." The young man stared at her with wide eyes and said, "I wish a thunderbolt would strike you to death."

"Really?" Yang Xianluo sighed and said, "I worked so hard to save you, but I didn't expect you to repay kindness with hatred."

The Immortal God's face was slightly red, and he said with an unnatural expression, "Hurry up and help me pull out the iron chain from the Pipa bone. If you continue to rub it, I will be scorched by the thunder."

At this moment, he was very lucky that his face was so dark that nothing could be seen. If this hateful woman saw him blushing, he would definitely be laughed to death.

"It must be very painful when the iron chain is pulled out of the pipa bone, please bear with it!" Yang Xianluo said with a frown.

"This little pain is nothing. Even if it hurts, if I scream in pain, I will be your grandson." The young man said through gritted teeth.

"Sure enough, all you have left now is your harsh words." Yang Xianluo glanced at him and said.

Probably because it had been struck so many times, the thunderbolt could not help but get angry when he saw that the Immortal God had only scratched his skin. The thunder became more and more intensive, and the thunderbolt that struck the boy became thicker and thicker.

However, with the existence of the lightning rod, the thunder cannot do anything to the immortal god, it can only be guided underground along his body.

"I didn't expect your lightning rod to be quite effective." The Immortal God endured the severe pain in his body and said in a hoarse voice.

Yang Xianluo threw the iron chain taken from his pipa bone on the ground, and said with pride in his eyes, "That's natural, I spent a lot of money to buy this, of course it works, the money is not

White flowers."

"Did you also buy that golden key with money?" the young man asked.

"Yes, it's so valuable. It makes my heartache to think about it now."

"My divine power can turn everything into gold and gemstones. After I recover my divine power, I will return it to you a hundred times. I will never let you suffer."

Hearing this, Yang Xianluo's hand holding the chain paused, turned his head and looked at him and asked, "I want to ask you something!"

"What's up?"

"How many people have you said this to?" Yang Xianluo asked curiously.

"Just tell people when you see them. This is not a shameful ability. Is there anything you can't say?" the young man said with a frank look.