The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Ren Yifei was already outside.

"He Jun." The demons who were drinking and having fun on the platform all came to greet him, men and women were all enthusiastic.

There is a little bit of the charm of the demon world, and Ren Yifei's scalp is numb.

The copy is really going to kill me, he thought bitterly.

His identity is like an undercover agent, or someone who sneaks in to deceive food and drink. Naturally, the more ordinary the better, the lower the profile, the higher the survival rate.

However, the original owner was so eye-catching.

Of course, there are also people who don't like him, such as the one who thought he looked at him before, but also complained that he didn't look at him, which was very impressive.

This is a bright-looking man with blue eyeshadow, a blue-green dress, and a peacock feather hanging from his waist. At this moment, he is looking at Ren Yifei with disdain.

Ren Yifei looked at him alone and felt that this person would be a trouble, so he had to walk past him and go to the other side.

"Meet me, don't even say hello?" It was really troublesome, so when he got close to this person, he held up a cup to stop Ren Yifei.

Ren Yifei was silent, and turned his steps to go to the other side.

This person is still standing in his way, unrelenting.

At this time, the eyes of others were attracted.

The man with his own eyeshadow was drinking and sneered: "Is He Jun dumb?

"Back then, I just talked a lot about why you don't have a sarcoma on the top of your head, and you ridiculed me for a long time about opening the screen. Why don't you talk when you see an old friend now?"

It turns out that He Jun is still a person who was attacked and directly counterattacked? No wonder it is said to be a man of temperament.

This monster looks gorgeous, wears peacock feathers on his body, and said that the screen is open, could it be a peacock turned into a spirit? Ren Yifei thought to himself.

"What's the matter with you?" Ren Yifei finally said.

"He Jun has been in retreat for a hundred years. I don't know what strength it is now? I said earlier that there will be a battle between us sooner or later. Today's sunshine is just right, why not choose today?"

Ren Zhan Wu Scum Yi Fei: "..."

"If you want to fight me, you have to answer? I don't know what it is." Ren Yifei, who was sweating, threw his sleeves away.

The eye shadow demon shivered and was pulled by others: "Eat wine and drink."

Ren Yifei took the opportunity to go to a corner and sat down. A person came over, a beautiful orchid-like banshee, beautiful and glamorous, and his eyes did not hide his 'sexual interest'.

"Jun He, long time no see, I wonder when will I have the chance to have a drink with Jun He?"

His eyes were naked, and he only felt that all the places he had seen were touched by a pair of invisible hands, and goosebumps would come up.

Ren Yifei was unmoved, and replied a little coldly: "Next time."

When this female demon king heard it, yo, didn't she refuse? If there is no rejection, there is a play, and if there is a play, it can be accomplished. In a second, the demon king even thought about the name of their future child.

"Let's go," she pushed the demon beside Ren Yifei away, and sat down by herself, "He Jun means that we will meet again..."

The demon who was pushed away was furious, "Lan Tang, you are seeking death."

"If you look ugly, just walk away consciously, don't disturb me and He Jun's love affair."

"Superficial!" The demon who was powerless to refute the curve saved the country, "If He Jun loves beauty, it is enough for him to marry himself. What do you marry? Do you do good deeds every day?"

The two of them fought like this, from the corner to the center, and their heads were broken.

"Lock the throat! Sweep the legs! Hit the face." The other demons didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun, and they had to personally go on the field to give technical guidance.

Ren Yifei looked up at the scenery.

Ah, so beautiful.

The Cloud Stopping Pavilion is built in the sky and floats in the clouds. Standing in the yard, there are billowing white clouds and colorful rays of light as bright as swimming fish, like a fairyland.

The only thing that makes people uncomfortable is the head pole, which is nondescript.

"When did the head pole stand up?" Ren Yifei frowned. Obviously not a long time ago.

"Many humans have mixed in, this is to deter these daring little bugs." A demon smiled and raised a glass to Ren Yifei.

Ren Yifei also took a cup and held it up, but he just touched his lips and didn't really drink it.

"I have gained a lot from this retreat? I see He Jun is very peaceful." The big demon smiled. If He Jun, a hundred years ago, turned around and left when he was not satisfied, it would be unreasonable.

After Ren Yifei heard it, he thought to himself that He Jun's temper was even more impatient? For example, if you were scolded and directly dismissed?

"This is a place to drink and have fun, and there is a human head standing on it. Isn't it a disappointment?" Ren Yifei said.

The eye shadow demon came, yes, he came again: "Which demon's cave has few heads in front of it? You, He Jun, have a lot of things. Also, you are different from us. You can be full even in the moonlight.”

Is this the original owner's nemesis?

"You can't say that, it's a bit ostentatious." The demons who were in the same camp before turned out to betray one after another.

The demon who pulled out of the group frame wiped the blood on his face: "It's not good to hang a few heads in a place where you dance and dance."

"What He-Jun said is very true."

"..." The eye shadow demon crushed the wine glass.

That's all there is to it, the two big demons are just bickering. There is a clever little demon here. He came here not long ago, and he didn't know He Jun. Seeing his beauty, he thought he was squeezed into the circle of big demons because of his beauty, so he stepped forward and said:

"I think it's not bad. It's the way that demons like me behave. It's just as hypocritical as humans if you don't cover it up? I don't know where this bad, bad ethos comes from."

This demon was still talking loudly at first, but when he saw the other big demons looking bad, his aura first became weaker by three points, and his voice became weaker when he saw Yifei's unhappy and angry eyes.

And the eye shadow demon who was flattered by him even frowned.

The little demon is puzzled: Why is this big demon who was ingratiated to be angry?

"Talking a lot."

With a small fan, the calm and gentle wind turned into a thin blade and flew over, and the little demon's tongue fell off in the next second.

Ren Yifei took the fan.

He Jun is a demon, a demon, with a demonic nature.

In his experience, such groups that still follow the forest law generally abide by a rule, and the strong must have the momentum and status of the strong.

Just like the leader of the wolf pack, refutation and provocation are not allowed. When you see someone who is ahead, you have to beat him right away.

The tongue was cut, the little demon was very panicked, and turned back to seek the help of the eye shadow demon, but the big demon looked at him with sharper eyes than Ren Yifei.

"Things that don't know the rules, but a little monster who has become a hundred years old, when will it be your turn to speak?"

After that, he cut off the monster's head with a knife, and blood splattered all over the floor.

The little demon was still alive, his head was rolling on the ground, his body was still struggling to stand up, blood was gushing out from his neck, and his mouth was screaming, ahhh, as if he was saying: My body, my body...

The monster's survivability is very strong. If it is a small injury, it will automatically recover in a while, but if it loses its head and bleeds so much, he will die in a while.

This little monster turned into a prototype as soon as it died, and it turned out to be a strange-looking sheep.

The eye shadow demon who put away the knife glanced at it: "Tell the kitchen to add a roast whole lamb at night."

Ren Yifei covered his lips with a fan: "Don't count me, shy."

This remark provoked people again, and the eye shadow demon said unhappily: "I didn't count you." Self-motivated.

Ren Yifei ignored him, he could see that this monster with his own eyeshadow just likes to slap him, and the relationship is not really that bad.

The big demon said something, and the guard next to him nodded quickly, and asked someone to drag the corpse to the back kitchen. The monsters are born to raise, they are all simple naturalists, people can eat, and the same kind can also eat, and they are not picky at all.

"These new little demons don't know what's going on, and it's thanks to He Jun's good temper." The previous female demon king stood beside Ren Yifei, she won, and she winked at him with no messy clothes or makeup. Son, "He Jun, when is the 'next' time?"

Ren Yifei was expressionless and just wanted to be quiet.

Some of the low-end players mixed in with the demons had their eyes straight and their legs stiff. The NPCs here are actually slaughtered and slaughtered against NPCs? The intelligent beings who were alive and able to dance before will become Chinese food in the next second, and they have no psychological resistance at all?

In such a sinister environment, the system was only rated as mid-range? !

Among the 100 players who came in, there were many low-end players who wanted to take a risk and gamble on luck. The dungeon of the Hundred People, as long as it can get to the end, will always gain more than the regular dungeon.

Unfortunately, their luck seems to be not very good, this is a copy that is very unfriendly to salted fish.

And those high-end players who have been prepared for a long time have entered their roles at this moment and started to prepare for the role tasks. They have many identities, high-level demons, low-level demons, staff, etc. Everyone is trying to use their identity advantages to obtain information.

Without an identity advantage, create.

They also face the little trouble of possibly eating their own kind.

However, high-end players are well-informed, and naturally they will not be surprised by those people. It's just cannibalism, not to mention that the copies are all fake, even if it's real, they can eat it before they survive.

In the final analysis, there is still too little knowledge, and the lower limit is too high.

Players who are not staff members walk in this heavenly palace, identifying and collecting clues by the way.

The demons don't have so many rules, as long as they don't go to leapfrog challenges, they can walk around at will. This is more friendly than those dungeons that are strictly hierarchical and not allowed to walk around.

Of course, entering someone else's house without permission is considered an act of 'challenging'. If the owner feels offended, he will naturally take action.

This is not necessarily a bad thing, the level of youkai is determined in this kind of battle.

Players who are not confident in themselves avoid this conflict, but others see it as an opportunity.

"Qiang!" Saman blocked the opponent's claws with his giant sword, and then swung backhand with the force of his twist. His speed was so fast that the naked eye could hardly keep up with it. In the blink of an eye, the demon was cut off by the waist.

This demon is not dead, his face is extremely ugly while covering the bleeding wound.

Saman stared at him with a sword, no fear or flinch in his eyes, only strong confidence.

The eyes of the two turned into weapons, and after half a quarter of an hour, it was the NPC who lost, snorted, and left in embarrassment.

Saman stood there, the wound on his body was bleeding all the time, and the blood on his arm even dripped down the ground along the blade of the sword, but his heart was unusually calm, and his aura was strong enough that no one dared to touch him easily.

As long as he shows a little bit of weakness, there may be players or even NPCs running out to pick up the leaks. Saman knows this well, so he must not show signs of weakness.

Otherwise, he is the next to be expelled.

He saw that this was a pure physics monster before entering his house and provoking it.

After half a day of investigation and investigation, he has found that the specifications of the house correspond to the status of the demon. There are not so many rules in the demon world. The strong have the right to speak, and what he wants is this right to speak.

The name 'Lu Ding' was silently erased at the door of the room, and the words 'Dapeng' appeared.

The room changed hands and the status changed.

The players in the crowd were both startled and envious, but the NPCs waved their weapons and cheered loudly. Not only were they not angry, but they appreciated it.

In this move, Saman made the right move.

The author has something to say: A Fei: relying on the United States to commit murder.

Saman: Repression by force.