Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

"Cough cough cough~~" Yang Xianluo felt like his neck was being strangled so hard that he couldn't breathe. When his limbs were struggling unconsciously, he suddenly found that his toes seemed to have touched something.

His face couldn't help showing a look of surprise, his little face turned red from being strangled, and he said with difficulty, "Wan Bochong, please let go of my collar quickly."

"Luoluo, I know it's uncomfortable to pull your collar like this. Just bear with it for a while and I'll be able to pull you up soon." Wan Bochong said with veins on his forehead and red eyes.

"No...yes, the bottom...seems to be solid." Yang Xianluo said intermittently.

"Solid?" Wan Bochong glanced at the abyss below and said in surprise, "There is obviously an abyss below, how can it be solid?"

"I tiptoed just now, and my feeling is not wrong, Wan Bochong, believe me." Yang Xianluo said, raising her flushed face.

"Okay, then I'll let go." Wan Bochong looked at her deeply and carefully let go of his hand.

Seeing Yang Xianluo falling rapidly, Huang Ying opened her eyes wide in fear and shouted, "Sister Xianluo."

Zhang Zhi also cried out very sadly, "Sister Xianluo."

With a "pop" sound, Yang Xianluo, who had fallen on the stone platform, sat up and rubbed his waist that was hurt by the fall. Looking at the stone platform that appeared, he raised his head with surprise and said, "Wan

Bo Chong, look, what I said is right, there really is a stone platform here."

Wan Bochong pulled out the long sword from the dragon's tail and jumped down. He hugged the embarrassed girl tightly and said, "It really scared me to death just now. I thought about it before letting go."

Well, if something happens to you, I will die with you."

"Then you are really brave!" Yang Xianluo said, burying her face in his shoulder.

"I'm not as courageous as you." Wan Bochong hugged Yang Xianluo tightly, as if holding a lost treasure and said, "When I just saw you falling into the abyss, my soul was almost gone.

I’m not scared anymore.”

"Haha!" Yang Xianluo laughed softly.

"You're still laughing, you're touching my heart, but it's still not calming down now." Wan Bochong took her hand and put it on his heart and said.

Feeling the warm chest and the pounding heart, Yang Xianluo asked with a smile, "How come your courage has become so small now?"

"I have never dared to be too bold when it comes to matters related to your safety." Wan Bochong looked at her with deep eyes and said seriously.

After struggling for so long, Jiaolong saw that Yang Xianluo and Wan Bochong were unscathed. His pupils were straightened with anger, hot air was spraying from his nostrils, and he opened his mouth wide and roared angrily at them.

Yang Xianluo raised his head from Wan Bochong's arms, looked at the dragon hovering in the air, and said with a cold expression, "This damn dragon, I must pull out its skin and draw out its tendons.

When I stepped on it just now, it almost threw out all my internal organs."

"Although the dragon looks similar to a dragon, it is not a dragon. Its weakness is the same as that of a snake, which is the seven inches behind it. As long as we attack its seven inches, we have a chance to kill it." Wan Bochong

He said with murderous look in his eyes.

"I will attract its attention, and you will attack its seven inches. We will divide the work and cooperate."

"Okay!" Wan Bochong looked at him and said, "You have to be careful."

"Yeah!" Yang Xianluo nodded and said, "You too."

"Super Invincible Diamond Hammer."

She fused the two diamond hammers together, looked up at the black dragon and said, "My aunt is really playing with you. This time, you are dead."

After saying that, he stood up and jumped, holding the long handle tightly with both hands, entering the rampaging lolita mode, using up all the strength in his body, and smashed the big diamond hammer on the dragon's head.

The dragon's pupils shrank slightly, and its head subconsciously turned a little to the side. The big diamond hammer still fell on its head, numbing most of its head.

My eyes were dizzy, and I could see stars spinning on my forehead, and the entire dragon head was swaying from side to side.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wan Bochong jumped on its tail, held his sword and ran quickly along its body to within seven inches of its back.

The black dragon probably sensed the danger. He endured the dizziness and turned his head to see Wan Bochong standing seven inches away from it. He opened his mouth angrily and wanted to swallow him in one gulp.

"Where are your eyes looking?" Yang Xianluo raised the big diamond hammer, hit it in the eyes, and shouted, "Your opponent now is my aunt."

"Yin~~" A painful dragon roar resounded throughout the underground palace, making people's ears hurt.

Long Xinyuan covered his ears tightly with his hands and said with a painful look on his face, "The roar of this dragon is really scary. My scalp is numb right now when I hear it."

"Sister Xianluo just hit her with the hammer, and one of the dragon's eyes was blown out. Can the scream not be scary?" Zhang Zhi said, rubbing his ears with his hands.

"This female doll looks soft and weak, but I didn't expect her behavior to be so vicious." The Ghost King said with lingering fear.

I couldn't help but feel lucky that when I came out of the soul-inducing bell, I didn't rush to fight Yang Xianluo and Wan Bochong, otherwise my head might have been blown open by these two people now.

Wan Bochong held the hilt of the sword with both hands and was about to insert it into the dragon's seven inches.

The black scales on the dragon's body seemed to have triggered a protective mechanism. All the scales gathered seven inches away, blocking the inserted sword blade.

Suddenly, there was a burst of lightning and thunder in the underground palace. Xiao Guoer's face changed greatly and he said anxiously, "It's not good, host, the black dragon is about to turn into a dragon. As long as it survives this thunderstorm, it can become a real dragon."

Dragon, you have to stop it quickly. If it turns into a real dragon, your mission will fail."

Looking up at the lightning shining above the underground palace, Yang Xianluo asked, "What will happen if the mission fails?"

"I don't know. It's possible that Wan Bochong's memory will be cleared."

Hearing Xiao Guo'er's words, Yang Xianluo's whole body was filled with fighting spirit. He gritted his teeth and said with a fierce expression, "Even if I die today, I will never let this black dragon transform into a dragon."

The black scales gathered on the seven inches flew toward Wan Bochong like a goddess scattering flowers. Each scale had an icy cold light and was very sharp.

Looking at the scales flying towards him, Wan Bochong quickly swung the long sword in his hand and collided with the scales, making a clanging sound.

The black scales that had not yet been shot down rubbed across his face, leaving a very shallow blood mark.

Yang Xianluo looked at the thunder falling at her feet, and while running fast, she couldn't help but cursed, "What's going on with this thunder? Could it be that she is blind and doesn't attack the dragon, but comes here?"

Are you sick if you chop me?"