Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

Seeing Yang Xianluo being so considerate, the rat-headed orc was slightly surprised, and said with a contemptuous smile on his pointed mouth, "We orcs have different aesthetics from humans. Don't think that you can make Master White Tiger happy by being sweet and obedient now."

Treat you differently, no matter what, Master Baihu will never let you go."

Yang Xianluo:······

To be honest, no matter how desperate she was, she would never think of seducing a tiger. Isn't this sick?

"Luoluo, do you want me to go with you?" Wan Bochong asked coldly.

"No, it's just a white tiger. You wait here for me to come back and bring you white tiger meat to eat."

Hearing Yang Xianluo's arrogant words, the rat-headed orc narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her with a sneer, "You are quite confident."

"It's okay, I just don't like to be modest, and I'm not confident." Yang Xianluo said with a smile.

"Then I want to see what you are capable of." The rat-headed orc snorted coldly.

In the worried eyes of everyone, Yang Xianluo followed the rat-headed orc and slowly walked towards the Colosseum.

"You don't seem too worried?" Mu Qu asked, looking at Zhang Zhi and others who were looking at them as if nothing had happened.

"There's nothing to worry about. Sister Xianluo just went hunting, not to die." Zhang Zhi couldn't help but say with an expectant look in his eyes, "I don't know if the white tiger meat is delicious."

"I've heard this white tiger talk, and it would feel weird if I ate it." Wen Sheng said with a troubled expression on his face.

"Then it can only mean that you haven't suffered enough yet. When you have suffered enough, you won't be so picky." Zhang Zhi said quietly.

When Mu Qu heard that they were all starting to think about whether the white tiger meat was delicious, he couldn't help but think to himself, "The boss deserves to be a boss. He will never learn this calmness."

As soon as Yang Xianluo stepped onto the stage, the orcs in the stands all showed joking looks.

"This slave is really very bold. A weak female dares to go on stage alone. Why not call more male slaves over? At least he will die slower." One of the orcs in the stands said.

Immediately, another orc answered, "I think it's those timid and humble male slaves who don't dare to come. After all, the person in front of them is Lord White Tiger."

"I heard that this slave offended Lord White Tiger when she first arrived, and I don't know how Lord White Tiger will torture her. Haha, now I'm in for a good show."

As soon as these words came out, all the orcs showed cruel and excited smiles.

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"These orcs are really noisy." Yang Xianluo frowned slightly, rubbed his ears with his hands, and said displeased.

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She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and asked, "When did horror games become fighting games?"

"Host, since you are so powerful now, you will naturally feel that the current game is a fighting game. If you were an ordinary person standing on this stage, you would die at any time."

Looking at the white tiger in front of him who was looking at him eagerly, Yang Xianluo nodded and said, "You are right, it is indeed very dangerous."

Bai Hu squinted his eyes and looked at the human in front of him. This was the most special human he had ever seen.

Unlike other humans, the slave in front of him neither cried nor made a fuss, nor did he kneel down to beg for mercy. He just stood there quietly, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

The instinct of the beast made him feel that the slave in front of him, who looked very weak and thin, was a dangerous character.

Although this idea was ridiculous, when he met the slave's dull eyes, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

He did not show the fear in his heart. It was a shame for a ferocious orc to be afraid of a humble slave.

With so many orcs watching, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Soon, Bai Hu's figure moved. He did not change back to the beast form, but directly attacked Yang Xianluo in the form of a beastman.

The fast figure could not be seen clearly, leaving only an afterimage.

All the orcs in the stands showed excitement in their eyes. Now this humble female orc was about to be torn into pieces by Lord White Tiger.

There was no suspense at all in this competition.

The White Tiger Orc, who was very fast in the eyes of others, was actually extremely slow in Yang Xianluo's eyes.

Now, she doesn't need to expend any effort at all to deal with an orc of this level, and she doesn't even need to take out the diamond hammer.

The white tiger's sharp claws clawed at her, and Yang Xianluo stretched out her hand and accurately grabbed his wrist.

Seeing the hand grabbing his wrist, Bai Hu's expression changed drastically. How could this lowly slave be so strong? These hands were like iron, gripping his wrist tightly, making it impossible for him to break free.

With a "bang" sound, all the orcs in the stands looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

On the field, the white tiger, who was bound to win, was thrown heavily to the ground by a thin and weak slave. He couldn't get up for a long time.

In everyone's imagination, the image of this humble slave being torn to pieces did not appear.

Instead, the invincible Lord White Tiger in their hearts was lying on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth.

"How could this happen? How could this slave be so strong? Did she use some despicable means?" All the orcs said in disbelief.

However, things are not over yet.

Before Bai Hu could get up from the ground, the thin slave started to move.

She grabbed Bai Hu's thick wrist and threw him around on the stage like a rag.

The poor white tiger was thrown to the point where he vomited blood, the bones in his body were smashed to pieces, his head was broken and bleeding, and he was dying.

Later, even the shape of the orc could no longer be maintained, and it turned into the appearance of a beast.

The originally majestic white tiger's white fur was now stained with red blood.

Seeing Bai Hu who died in Yang Xianluo's hand, there was silence all around.

She threw the lifeless white tiger aside as if it were trash, glanced around sharply, and asked displeasedly, "Why don't you bark anymore? Didn't you scream happily during the competition before?"

Now that I've won, you won't shout anymore, what's the matter? You can't afford to lose?"

"Little slave, don't be too arrogant. Do you believe that I will kill you?" A leopard-headed orc stood up suddenly and said with an angry face.

"I don't quite believe it. You look like a weakling." Yang Xianluo said contemptuously.

These words completely angered the leopard-headed orc. He looked at her angrily and said gloomily, "You are lucky today. The competition will not start. Tomorrow, I will personally take your life."