Escape game: NPC is crazy about me

The fight between the two somewhat dissipated some of the sadness of parting. Yang Xianluo asked Xiao Guo'er with some discomfort, "Is there any item in the system mall that can resurrect people? I'm willing to use any amount of courage.

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"Host, I am a horror system. I only have escape items and no treasures that can resurrect people. Not only other people, but even if you are the host, you are really dead if you die. There is no way to resurrect you."

"I understand." Yang Xianluo said softly.

Seeing her such a lost look, Xiao Guoer was a little overwhelmed and awkwardly advised, "Host, don't be too sad. Life and death are determined by fate. This is Li Baicha's fate, and there is no way to change it."

Yang Xianluo raised his eyes to look at Xiao Guo'er, with black lines all over his face, "Xiao Guo'er, has anyone told you that you are really not suitable for comforting people."

There was a trace of blush on Xiao Guoer's green face, and she said with embarrassment, "I am a system. Isn't it normal that I can't comfort people? If you don't like to hear it, don't listen. I will never comfort you again in the future.

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"Thank you, Xiao Guo'er." Yang Xianluo put his hand on its head and rubbed it.

Feeling the warm palms covering her head, Xiao Guoer's body stiffened instantly, and she said with some embarrassment, "Host, you suddenly acted so sensational, I'm not used to it."

"I'm really grateful to you." Yang Xianluo said with a soft light in his eyes, "Xiao Guo'er, if it weren't for you, I would have died long ago."

"Haha." Xiao Guo'er said shyly, "It's not just my fault, the host is also great."

It was very peaceful during the day, without any disturbance. Wang Quan did not come back to life after they burned his body.

There were no doctors or nurses doing rounds today, and Wan Bochong did not leave, but stayed in the ward to rest with them.

The patients in the surrounding wards were surprisingly quiet and not as crazy as usual.

Everything is like the calm before the storm.

After a tiring night last night, Yang Xianluo and the others almost fell asleep on the bed, sleeping very deeply.

Wan Bochong sat aside with his sword in both hands, closed his eyes and took a nap, always paying attention to what was going on outside.

It was getting late, and the patients in the ward began to become restless, and they smashed the glass wall with their hands crazily, as if they wanted to smash the glass wall before they gave up.

A pair of eyes turned red, like wild beasts that had lost their minds, staring hungrily at the few people sleeping in the top ward.

There was such a loud noise in the corridor, Yang Xianluo and the others seemed not to have heard it, and remained motionless in their beds.

Wan Bochong, who was sitting on the chair, slowly opened his deep black eyes. He first walked to Zhang Zhi's bedside, pushed his body with his hand and shouted, "Wake up, wake up quickly."

Even after calling several times, Zhang Zhi received no response. Wan Bochong frowned slightly and slapped him hard twice in the face.

"Who is it? Who is beating me?" Zhang Zhi suddenly sat up from the bed, his expression was very fierce, and there were two slap marks on his face.

Seeing Wan Bochong standing by the bed and looking at him with cold eyes, his arrogance instantly dimmed. He touched his red and swollen face with his hand in confusion and asked, "Brother Wan, you are so good.

Why do you want to hit me?"

"You sleep like a pig and can't wake up." Wan Bochong replied expressionlessly.

At this time, Zhang Zhi heard the violent voices of the mentally ill people locked in the ward coming from the corridor, and couldn't help but feel chills behind his back.

He didn't even hear such a loud sound, he was so deep in sleep!

Turning to look at the ward next door, Yang Xianluo and Zhang Jie were sleeping soundly, not affected at all.

"I'll wake up Bai Cha first," Zhang Zhi said as he got off the bed.

Li Baicha, who was sleeping next to him, immediately jumped up from the bed and said, "I'm already awake, you don't need to wake me."

I was afraid that Zhang Zhi, the sixth child, would feel uncomfortable being beaten alone, so I had to come over and slap him twice.

So when I heard that he was coming to wake me up, I immediately opened my eyes.

He is now dead, not sleeping so deeply, and is somewhat aware of the outside world.

The three of them came to the next ward and saw two women sleeping soundly. They glanced at each other, but no one dared to go up and wake them up.

"Haha." Zhang Zhi forced a smile on his face and said, "Brother Wan, you have the best relationship with Sister Xianluo, so it's up to you to wake her up!"

Wan Bochong raised his eyebrows slightly. When did he have the best relationship with the girl who was sleeping peacefully on the bed in front of him? They had only known each other for a few days.

Even though he didn't agree with Zhang Zhi's words in his heart, he didn't refuse.

Now only Zhang Jie is left without anyone to call her.

Zhang Zhi pushed Li Baicha to please him and said, "Baicha, go and wake my sister up. I have been dominated by her since I was a child. I have a psychological shadow. I am a little scared and I don't dare to wake her up."

"If you're afraid, I won't be afraid anymore. She's your sister. Go and call her yourself. I'm going to die and you won't let me live in peace." Li Baicha hurriedly hid aside and said.

With no other choice, Zhang Zhi had no choice but to bite the bullet.

He walked to Zhang Jie's bedside with an air of resignation, and at first whispered in her ear, "Sister, get up."

Seeing no effect, the sound was amplified a bit.

In the end, she was just yelling, and Zhang Jie's eyelashes didn't even move, as if she had fallen asleep.

"Zhang Zhi, this is useless, you have to use extraordinary measures." Li Baicha said.

Looking at his sister who was sleeping like a dead pig on the bed, Zhang Zhi gritted his teeth and said with some excitement, "Sister, you can't blame me for this. I did it to wake you up. It was all out of necessity.

You can understand it!"

"Pah! Pah!"

Clear slaps resounded in the ward. Zhang Jie opened her eyes and roared like an angry lioness, "It's the one who dares to beat me without his life."

Then he saw his younger brother stepping back with a guilty look on his face.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he showed a very dangerous expression and said, "Did you hit me? What? Are you tired of living and want to die?"

"Sister." Zhang Zhi swallowed in fear and said, "Listen to me, I didn't mean to hit you, but you were sleeping too deeply, so I could only wake you up this way."

At this time Wan Bochong came in from outside, took out a towel soaked in cold water and applied it to Yang Xianluo's face.

Stimulated by the cold water, Yang Xianluo opened his eyes drowsily, pulled the cold towel off his face, and said in a lazily voice that sounded like he was awake, "Is it dark?"

Zhang Jie saw Wan Bochong's gentle way of waking up, turned her head and looked at Zhang Zhi with a pair of cannibal eyes, and said with a smile, "You can only wake me up by slapping me twice."

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