Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

"Diamond hammer." Two diamond hammers immediately appeared in Yang Xianluo's hand.

She held two diamond hammers and shouted through gritted teeth, "Enter rampage lolita mode."

Seeing Yang Xianluo who was about to explode, the devil was so frightened that he couldn't help but take two steps back. The small wings behind him were flapping non-stop, as if he wished he could fly.

"Haha, isn't it a little late to run away now?" Yang Xianluo said with a sneer.

Then he accelerated and ran a few steps in the direction of the devil, stood up, jumped, waved the diamond hammer in his hand and shouted loudly, "Take two hammers from me."

Yang Xianluo hit the devil's shoulder with a diamond hammer. There was a click, and the sound of broken bones came from under the devil's shoulder.

"Roar~~~" The devil raised his head in pain and roared. Unable to bear the severe pain in his body, he knelt on the ground with a bang. Hellfire erupted from its mouth and scattered in every corner.

The luxurious and gorgeous palace was immediately enveloped in flames.

Wan Bochong held the long sword, stepped on the devil's shoulders and slid down from its back, and was chopped off by its two wings.

"Ouch~~~" The devil who lost his wings let out a heart-rending roar in pain.

Turning around with red eyes, he was about to burn this damn man with the fire of hell, when the calf horns on his head were broken off by Yang Xianluo with a diamond hammer.

"Woooooo~~" Looking at his two broken horns on the ground, the devil covered the broken horns on his head with his hands and cried out.

In line with the principle of running away if you can't win, the devil turned in a different direction, crying and preparing to run into the magic lantern.

Seeing the devil preparing to hide in the magic lantern, Yang Xianluo said with a cold look in his eyes, "If you want to hide in the magic lantern, don't dream about it. Now that you're out, don't even think about going back."

"Super Invincible Vajra Hammer." She put the two Vajra Hammers together and merged them into one Vajra Hammer.

She held the handle of the hammer with both hands and swung it hard towards the big bulb. There was a click, and cracks began to appear in the bulb from the point where the hammer fell, and they quickly spread throughout the bulb.

With a crash, the light bulb immediately shattered into countless pieces.

Seeing the magic lantern shattering in front of her, the Queen of Fantasy Kingdom opened her eyes wide and shouted in pain, "No, my magic lantern."

Qingsheng held the transformed golden sword in his hand, and the sharp tip of the sword moved across the ground covered with white jade, making a sharp sound that was unpleasant and harsh.

The red firelight shone on his beautiful face, and at this moment he looked like a fallen god who had just crawled out of hell.

Looking at the Queen of Fantasy Country, her eyes were full of endless hatred and hatred, and she asked in a cold voice, "When you did those evil things, did you ever think that you would be here today?"

The Queen of Fantasy Kingdom looked at him blankly for a while, then raised her head and laughed wildly and said, "Succeed as a king and lose as a bandit, what do I fear? What regrets do I have? Thousands of years ago, if the Eternal God hadn't used up all his divine power,

To protect you, you have long since become a dead soul under my sword. I am not afraid of killing gods, so will I still be afraid of karma?"

"I don't care about the things you did to me." Qingsheng held the hilt of the sword tightly with his hand and said, "But the things you did to my sister are unforgivable. Today, I will make you pay the price."

After saying that, he raised the long sword in his hand and plunged it directly into the heart of the Queen of Fantasy Country.

"Hmm!" The Queen of Fantasyland snorted. Looking at the sword that was buried in her heart, she couldn't help but raise a smile of relief at the corner of her mouth.

She did not dodge or avoid the sword, allowing Qingsheng to thrust the sharp sword into her chest.

After being trapped in the fantasy country for a thousand years, she has long been tired. This outcome is good, at least she can be freed.

She looked at Qingsheng's handsome face infatuatedly, slowly stretched out her hand towards him, and asked with expectation in her eyes, "Do you still remember the first time you met me?"

Qingsheng slowly let go of the hilt of the sword and said with disgust, "I don't remember it a long time ago."

"You don't remember, I remember." Queen Fantasy Country said with distracted eyes, "You are still as beautiful as you were then, but I have long since changed beyond recognition."

She was only twenty-eight years old at that time, when she was a young girl. How could she not be moved when she met a handsome god? But compared to the endless wealth and the temptation of eternal life, that little move was too insignificant.

Her eyes seemed to be looking far away through a birthday celebration, with a gentle smile on her face and she said, "I am very happy to die in your hands!"

After saying that, he slowly fell backwards, and his whole body was instantly swallowed up by the fire.

Seeing that the Queen of Fantasy Country was completely dead, Qingsheng couldn't help but feel relieved that a great revenge had been avenged.

Turning his head to look at Yang Xianluo, the devil saw that the magic lamp he was hiding in had been smashed, and was about to escape from the palace.

Before he could reach the door, Yang Xianluo caught up with him. He swung the big diamond hammer in his hand and hit it hard on its belly.

"Ugh~~" It was bent down by the hammer, and the white spirit body spit out from its mouth.

Seeing the white spirit floating out of the hall, Yang Xianluo asked in surprise, "What is this?"

"These should be the souls of the subjects of the Fantasy Kingdom that it devoured." Wan Bochong said.

Looking at the devil who was in so much pain that he could hardly get up, Yang Xianluo said in surprise, "Why do I feel that its body is a little smaller?"

Wan Bochong's eyes moved slightly, he raised his sword, and opened a large hole in the devil's belly very quickly, and thousands of white spirits flew out of its belly.

The devil who lost his white spirit body was like a deflated balloon, becoming as big as a human palm.

Yang Xianluo knelt down, looked at the trembling little devil holding his body on the ground, and said, "Sure enough, something becomes cuter when it gets smaller."

The little devil's eyes were slightly bright, and he deliberately looked at Yang Xianluo with a cute expression, and said flatteringly, "Please let me go, I can help you realize your wish, any wish is fine."

"Well, it sounds quite exciting." Yang Xianluo nodded seriously.

Qingsheng, who was standing aside, was about to remind her not to be bewitched by the devil.

She saw a cruel smile appear on her face and said, "But your voice is so ugly, I feel uncomfortable listening to it, so you'd better die!"

"No." The little devil said hurriedly with a look of fear in his eyes, "I can be a mute from now on, and I will never speak a word again."

"It's too late, I have heard your voice today, so you must die." Yang Xianluo swung the big golden hammer and landed directly on the little devil, smashing it into pulp immediately, and even the screams were heard.

There was no time for it to be sent out.