Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

Qingsheng couldn't help but swallowed when he saw Yang Xianluo's brutal scene. He didn't expect that this girl looked so soft and weak, but she could be quite fierce when she moved her hands.

"The fire is about to burn down this palace. Let's get out of here quickly!" Wan Bochong said looking at Yang Xianluo.

"Yeah!" Yang Xianluo put away the big diamond hammer and followed Wan Bochong outside the palace.

While running, he did not forget to turn around and shout to Qingsheng, "Follow closely, don't get lost. If any accident happens, I will not be responsible."

"I know, just take care of yourself. Don't worry about me. I am a god after all. I can still be burned to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, a wooden beam fell from Qingsheng's head.

"Celebrate your birthday." Yang Xianluo shouted loudly with his eyes wide open. His body movements were faster than his brain, and his whole body threw himself on him. At the same time, he activated his Vajra Indestructible Body to withstand the weight of the impact of the wooden beams.

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Qingsheng, who was thrown to the ground, saw that the girl on top of him had blocked all the weight of the wooden beam for him. His eyes were wide open in shock, his heart was beating in his chest, and his mind went blank.

Suddenly, as if he had just come to his senses, he shouted Yang Xianluo's name crazily.

"Yang Xianluo, are you okay? Yang Xianluo, Yang Xianluo, are you okay!"

"I'm fine, don't shout anymore, it's really noisy, it's almost numbing my ears." Yang Xianluo frowned and said in disgust.

"Since it's okay, why did you ignore me just now? It made me worried to death." Qingsheng couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with fear.

"You asked so urgently, how do you want me to answer you?" Yang Xianluo couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Luoluo, are you okay?" Wan Bochong asked as he quickly opened the wooden beam with his hand.

"It's okay." Yang Xianluo got up from Qingsheng, patted the dust on his hands and said, "It's just a little hot."

Wan Bochong quickly looked behind her, and sure enough, there was a big hole in the clothes behind her, and the skin exposed inside had been burned red.

"Are you all burned so seriously?" Wan Bochong frowned and asked distressedly, "Does it hurt a lot?"

"Well, it hurts. I want you to blow it for me." Yang Xianluo said with a bit of coquettishness.

"It's too dangerous here. Let's get out of here quickly. When we get out and to a safe place, I'll help you blow it." Wan Bochong said in a gentle voice.

"Well, okay!" Yang Xianluo nodded happily.

Then he turned his head and looked at Qingsheng with some disgust and asked, "How are you? Can you still leave?"

Qingsheng glanced at Yang Xianluo and Wan Bochong, who were holding hands tightly, and said stiffly, "I can leave."

Seeing Qingsheng getting up from the ground with a cold face and walking straight out without even looking at them, Yang Xianluo felt angry and snorted coldly and said, "Really, who are you? After all, I just

You saved his life, but who are you showing your face to?"

Wan Bochong raised his eyelids and glanced at Qingsheng's back. He reached out and touched her furry little head and said, "Don't worry about her like a child."

"Yes, it's just a chance encounter anyway, and we won't see him again." Yang Xianluo lost his anger instantly and just pretended that he had saved an ungrateful snake. Anyway, as long as he could complete the task.

After leaving the palace, Yang Xianluo saw white souls all over the sky falling on the maids and female officials.

The bodies of the subjects of the Fantasy Kingdom who had regained their souls and the Crystal Skull slowly shattered, with a smile of relief on their faces.

The surrounding crystal flowers and jasper trees slowly shattered, all the gold and gemstones returned to their original appearance, and the magnificent palaces became decayed and dilapidated.

All the power was gathered on Qingsheng's body. After regaining his divine power, even his hair was full of nobility, and his clothes were glittering with gold and studded with gems.

"How's it going? Does it look good?" Qingsheng couldn't help but show off in front of Yang Xianluo.

Yang Xianluo had a dull look on his face and said expressionlessly, "I hate the rich and I have a red eye. I want you to get rid of me!"

Huang Ying held Mengmeng in her arms and looked at the Saintess Temple that suddenly became dilapidated. She asked with some fear, "What's going on? What happened?"

"Don't worry." Yan Huan said with joy in his eyes, "Miss Xianluo and the others succeeded."

"That's great!" Zhang Zhi said with a joyful smile on his face, "I knew Sister Xianluo and the others would be able to do it."

"Brother Zhang Zhi still has a good eye!" Yang Xianluo walked in with a smile.

"Sister Xianluo." Zhang Zhi looked at her with bright eyes and said excitedly, "You are back. Did you take pictures of the magic lantern and the devil?"

The expression on Yang Xianluo's face stiffened for a moment, and he laughed a little unnaturally, "Haha, I got it right."

"Great, then take out your phone and show it to us." Zhang Zhi said expectantly.

Tian Sha and Huang Ying also looked at her eagerly, waiting for her to take out her phone!

"If I told you that my phone was burned, would you hit me?" Yang Xianluo asked cautiously.

"How could it be burned?" Zhang Zhi's voice suddenly rose to a higher pitch.

"It's the devil that can breathe fire. I couldn't escape it, so it burned up." Yang Xianluo said, touching his nose with his hand.

"The devil can actually breathe fire?" the three people said in unison.

Then Huang Ying looked at Yang Xianluo nervously and asked, "You are not injured, are you?"

"No!" Yang Xianluo shook his head quickly and said, "I'm fine."

Huang Ying's sharp eyes saw the burn on her back, her face changed drastically, and she exclaimed, "What happened to your back? Why is it so badly burned? You said you were fine, and you said you were fine when your back was burned so badly.

, can’t you feel the pain?”

"Wan Bochong." Huang Ying stared at Wan Bochong with red eyes and said, "How did you protect the slim girl? How could you get her hurt?"

"I'm sorry, I won't do it next time." Wan Bochong said apologetically.

Seeing Huang Ying defending herself in this way, Yang Xianluo couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. He took her hand and said, "I'm really fine. This minor injury can be cured by my healing power."

Seeing that Huang Ying was about to shed tears, she quickly used her healing power to heal the burn on her back.

Smiling, Huang Ying said to Huang Ying, whose eyes were still filled with tears, "Look, my injury has healed."

After taking a closer look, Yang Xianluo's originally scalded skin has now returned to its original state. Huang Ying said with some complaint, "Since you are injured, why didn't you deal with your wound earlier? You have to cry in front of you before I can

Take good care of your wounds?"

Hearing this, Yang Xianluo was slightly embarrassed. She couldn't say that she deliberately didn't use the healing power just because Wan Bochong gave her two blows!

I could only hesitate and say, "I was so busy that I forgot!"