Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

Although the two arrows did not take away his life, they also made his behavior much slower.

The young pharaoh broke the arrow in his hand with great anger, turned around slowly, stared at Yang Xianluo with a pair of gloomy and terrifying eyes and said angrily, "Congratulations, you successfully angered me, I must let him go."

You paid for it with blood."

He raised his hand stiffly, and pulled out the arrow inserted into his Adam's apple with a sullen face.

The arrow was halfway drawn, and the sharp blade broke directly from his forehead, and his handsome and masculine face was split in half.

White brain mixed with blood flowed out from the sword mark in the middle. His eyes widened suddenly and he was about to turn around.

The head was chopped off and rolled back and forth on the ground. The strong and toned body fell to the ground with a bang, and there was no movement at all.

"He died like this?" Huang Ying had a look of regret in her eyes.

"What? Do you still want to be his beloved concubine?" Zhang Zhi asked, raising his eyebrows.

"That's not true. I'm not that perverted. I just think it's such a pity that someone so handsome died like this!"

"When he kills you like he's killing a chicken, you won't feel it's a pity." Zhang Zhi said expressionlessly.

Thinking of the scene where the Pharaoh smiled and twisted her neck, Huang Ying couldn't help but shuddered. In an instant, she had no regrets at all and could only say that it was a good death.

As the Pharaoh left, the Eye of Horus on the wall gradually disappeared, and the ruby ​​on the scepter also cracked, and finally fell into pieces.

The cracked ground gradually healed, and the white skeletons were unwillingly pressed into the magma.

{The main mission, returning the resurrected Pharaoh to hell has been completed, memory recovery, 15%, progress bar 65%, courage value 25,000, total value: 80,000.}

"Can you go to the lounge to rest now?" Yang Xianluo asked with a happy look in his eyes.

After waiting for a long time, the golden key did not appear.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and asked with some confusion, "Why hasn't the golden key appeared yet?"

"It should be that the task is not over yet." Xiao Guoer replied.

"The mission is not over yet?" Yang Qianluo frowned and said, "The main mission is over, what other missions are there?"

{The host triggers a side mission to restore the body of the Son of God.}

Upon hearing this mission, Yang Xianluo suddenly raised his head and looked at Wan Bochong, his fingers trembling with excitement and said, "Xiao Guo'er, what does the system mean, Wan Bochong's body is here?"

"That's right, as long as Wan Bochong finds his body, he can regain his identity as a player." Xiao Guoer said with excitement on his face.

"But, where is Wan Bochong's body?" Yang Xianluo circled around and said, "Except for the pharaoh, there are no other bodies here!"

"Luoluo, what are you looking for?" Wan Bochong asked when he saw Yang Xianluo searching everywhere.

"I'm looking for your body." She turned her head to look at him and said.

"I know where my body is." Wan Bochong took her hand and said, "Follow me."

"Don't you remember being here? How do you know your body is here?"

She suddenly remembered that when she had just completed the main mission, Wan Bochong's memory had recovered to 15%, and she suddenly realized, "Did you just remember something?"

"Yes, Luoluo is really smart." Wan Bochong turned around and smiled fondly.

Yang Xianluo couldn't help but blush on his face, stared at him with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes and said, "Are you treating me like a child?"

"No, I sincerely praise you." The man said seriously, with a gentle light shining in his cool and beautiful eyebrows.

Wan Bochong led her to the mural, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the back of the Son of God.

The pyramid suddenly shook violently, the surrounding walls began to collapse, and a withered skeleton like white jade appeared in front of them.

"Sister Xianluo, whose bones are these?" Zhang Zhi looked at the bones in front of him and said, "Not to mention, this bone is quite beautiful. It is the most beautiful bone I have ever seen. It looks like a white jade sculpture.

It’s in average shape, and it’s still fluorescent.”

"These are the bones of Wan Bochong." Yang Xianluo's eyes fell on the bones and he said in a hoarse voice.

"What?" Zhang Zhi was so shocked that he could hardly close his mouth. He looked at Wan Bochong in shock and asked, "Brother Wan, are these really your bones?"

"That's right!" Wan Bochong nodded.

"Wow!" Zhang Zhi suddenly let out a "wow" and wailed with red eyes, "Brother Wan, you died so miserably. You were so young, why did you die like this?"

Yang Xianluo, who was originally in a bad mood when he saw Wan Bochong's body, heard Zhang Zhi's heartbroken cry and said angrily, "Shut up!"

Zhang Zhi obediently closed his mouth, his eyes were as red as a rabbit, he looked at Yang Xianluo aggrievedly and asked, "Sister Xianluo, aren't you sad?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm sad, but can crying solve the problem?" Yang Xianluo stared at him and said.

"But I will feel better." Zhang Zhi said softly.

"From now on, don't talk to me." Yang Xianluo warned with veins on his forehead, "or I will sew your mouth shut."

Seeing that Zhang Zhi had completely quieted down, she couldn't help but exhale, turned her head and looked at Wan Bochong and asked, "Can you still return to your body now?"

"My body has turned into bones now. I'm afraid I can't go back." Wan Bochong saw the sadness and loss in Yang Xianluo's eyes, put his arm around her shoulders and comforted her warmly, "I'm fine now.

Yes, you simply need to return to your own body."

"It's not good." Yang Xianluo suddenly raised his head, pushed him away with his hand and said, "It's not good at all for you to be like this."

Seeing her red eyes, Wan Bochong's heart felt as if someone was twisting it with a knife, and he hurriedly said, "It's my fault. I should have kept my body well, which made you sad."

"What, this is not your fault at all." Yang Xianluo turned his head and said, wiping his tears with his hand.

"Host." Xiao Guo'er saw her heartbroken look and said speechlessly, "Why are you crying? Don't you still have a gem heart? It can give birth to dead people and turn flesh into white bones!"

Yang Xianluo was halfway crying and stared at it and said, "Why didn't you tell me about such an important thing earlier?"

"I didn't know you didn't remember that you still have this treasure in your hand!" Xiao Guo'er couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said.

"Isn't my care causing chaos?" Yang Xianluo burst into tears and smiled, "I am happy today, so I won't care about you. Next time you speak so slowly, I will beat you."