Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

"Uncle Mo, I'm sorry." Wan Bochong lowered his head and said hoarsely, his whole person looking very defeated and weak.

This was the first time she had seen Wan Bochong like this, and she felt very unhappy.

"You brat, what are you talking about?" Uncle Mo said with a displeased look on his face, "How can I blame you for this? It's not you who made this game go out of control, and when we entered the game test,

I signed a life-or-death contract and it has nothing to do with you. You don't want to blame everything on yourself."

He stepped forward, patted Wan Bochong's shoulder with his rough hands and said, "It's not easy for us to meet each other. Don't make such a fool of me, I feel uncomfortable."

Wan Bochong raised his head, and his face returned to a cold look, as if the sadness and fleeting sadness just now were all fake.

"This look is so pleasing to the eye!" Uncle Mo said with a smile, "This is what your kid should look like."

Then he asked, "Now this horror game is completely out of control. Have you found a repair system after you have been playing the game for so long?"

"Well, the repair system is on my girlfriend." Wan Bochong said.

"It turns out that the repair system is in your girlfriend, no wonder she can save your life." Uncle Mo suddenly realized.

"What are you going to do next?" he continued to ask.

Yang Xianluo replied, "We are going to send out the innocent players who were pulled in first, and then find the destruction system to destroy the game."

"Everyone said that you came to me to find a way to break through the barrier!" Uncle Mo said calmly.

She glanced at Wan Bochong, then nodded and said, "Yeah!"

"What's the way to break through?" Uncle Mo asked.

She raised her eyes and looked at Uncle Mo. She hesitated for a long time without saying a word.

Uncle Mo couldn't help but frown, looked at her displeased and said, "You kid, you seem to be quite flexible, why are you so awkward when talking?"

"The way to break through the level..."

As soon as Wan Bochong spoke, Yang Xianluo said quickly, "It's to kill the zombie king."

Hearing this, Uncle Mo couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing, "I thought it was something difficult. It's worth it for you to hesitate for a long time and not be able to say it out."

"Uncle Mo, you are no different from a human being now. You might still have a chance to get out. We can think of other ways to get through." Yang Xianluo said hurriedly.

Wan Bochong, who was sitting next to him, had an expressionless face, looking neither sad nor happy, like a sculpture.

It's just that the eyes are dark and unclear, as if they are suppressing something.

"If I can't get out, I have long been integrated with the game and become an indispensable part of this level of the game. Moreover, I have long been in this game long enough and want to be free. Before I die,

I am satisfied to see this brat with a cold face all day long. When you two get married, remember to pour a glass of wine in front of my grave to make me happy too." Uncle Mo said with a smile.

"Okay!" Yang Xianluo responded with eyes that couldn't help but turn red.

"Good boy, please take out the food to fill the stomachs of those players first. I have something to talk to this brat alone." Uncle Mo said lovingly.

Before leaving, Yang Xianluo held a lot of food in his arms and turned to look at Wan Bochong.

He sat there like a sculpture, without even moving his eyes. His pupils were dark and there was no emotion at all.

When Zhang Zhi saw Yang Xianluo getting into the car with a lot of food, he said with a surprise smile on his face, "Sister Xianluo, where did you find all this food?"

"Wan Bochong met an acquaintance and he gave it to me." Yang Xianluo replied.

"I didn't expect Brother Wan to meet acquaintances in this game. Brother Wan's friends must be very powerful, otherwise he wouldn't have survived in this game for so long. There are zombies everywhere here. You can't survive without any skills.

." Zhang Zhi took the food and said.

"Yeah!" Yang Xianluo nodded and responded.

"Where's Brother Wan?" Zhang Zhi glanced behind her and asked doubtfully, "Why didn't he come with you?"

"He is chatting with an acquaintance now."

"Chat?" After hearing Yang Xianluo's answer, Zhang Zhi asked curiously, "Why don't you ask Brother Wan's friends to come with you? It's too dangerous inside, and there might even be a zombie king!"

"His friend is the Zombie King, so there is nothing to be afraid of." Yang Xianluo turned his head and looked at the prison door and said.

Suddenly, the car was quiet. Zhang Zhi, who was holding the snacks, opened his mouth uncontrollably and didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a long time, he asked cautiously, "Sister Xianluo, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Yang Xianluo lowered his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "I just feel a little distressed."

{Ding, congratulations to the host, your mission has been completed, your courage value is 10,000, total value: 40,000.}

Hearing the sound of the system announcement, Yang Xianluo couldn't help but close his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

Soon, the prison door opened, and Wan Bochong walked out expressionlessly. Blood dripped from the end of the demon-killing sword in his hand, soaking into the ground, leaving a little scarlet.

Seeing Wan Bochong like this, no one dared to speak out, and everyone was filled with unspeakable sadness.

The zombies trapped in the iron net were still roaring desperately and shaking the iron net, trying to rush out.

A line of blood words appeared on the prison door.

[The player successfully killed ten high-level zombies and the zombie king, increasing the difficulty of the competition, changing the arena, and sea mode. 】

Yang Xianluo looked worriedly at the indifferent man in front of him and shouted softly, "Wan Bochong."

The cold and handsome man raised his eyes slightly, looking straight at her with his cold eyes.

Just when Yang Xianluo thought he wouldn't speak, a smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth and he said in a gentle voice, "Luoluo, I'm fine."

Hearing this, Yang Xianluo's heart tightened, as if his whole heart was tightly grasped by someone's hands, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

She jumped out of the car, quickly threw herself into his arms, pinched the clothes on his chest tightly with both hands, and said with a sigh, "You are so ugly when you smile, Wan Bochong, do you know?"

I know, your smile is so ugly, I don’t like it at all, please stop laughing.”

Wan Bochong used strong force to pull the girl into his arms, sighed leisurely and said, "Silly girl, why are you crying!"

"My boyfriend is feeling sad. He can't cry, so I help him cry." Yang Xianluo buried her face in his chest and said with a sob.

His chest was wet, and Wan Bochong felt that his cold and numb heart was slowly warming up, and his heart in his chest was hot.

He hugged the crying girl tightly in his arms, and like a tired traveler who had been walking for a long time, he took off his body and leaned against her body, saying softly, "Silly girl!"

Yang Xianluo supported his body steadily, tears kept overflowing from her eyes, and in the end she could no longer cry.