The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

No one knows what is going on underground, and the demons on the ground are admiring the 'flowers' under the warm hospitality of the master.

Not only the big demon who had a seat at the banquet yesterday, but tonight all the demons in Tingyun Pavilion received such an invitation to 'view flowers at night'.

The little demons walked out of the room in groups and walked all the way to a huge garden under the guidance of the smiling maid.

There are no lights in the garden, but there are swarms of insects, all as small as sesame seeds.

"Why haven't I seen such a good place in the daytime?" The demons stretched out their hands to stop the hordes of insects and walked into the garden, as if they were in the Milky Way, "Hey, where are the flowers?"

The garden was huge and lush with vegetation, but when everyone looked around, they couldn't see a single flowering plant.

It is strange to say that it is spring, the season of germination of all things, and there are the most flowers. Why are there so few flowers here?

"This is a game specially arranged by the master for the adults," the maid covered her lips with her sleeves. "There are flowers, you just need to look for them carefully. All the adults have a good time."

The maids retreated into the darkness in small steps and disappeared.

The demons also found it interesting, and went into the garden one by one, looking for the so-called 'flowers'.

The number of demons is still too small compared to the garden, and soon these scattered demons disappeared.

The sources of light for everyone are the crescent moon in the sky and the swarms of ying insects on the ground. These lights are too weak, and if you are a little far away, you can't see them, and you can only see a few shadows indistinctly.

The players stayed where they were and looked at each other. They were more cautious. Before they were sure of safety, let these demons be the waystones.

"What's that?" a player called out, pointing in a certain direction.

I saw a certain demon pull up a man in a black veil from the flowers, stretched out his hand and lifted the veil, and a beautiful woman was revealed. She stood there, her long black hair wrapped around her snow-white body, and her body was covered with a layer of phosphorescence.

As the saying goes, when you look at a beautiful woman under the moon, the moon is more beautiful. In this situation, let alone the players watching the show outside, even the demon who lifted the black veil inside is dumbfounded.

The beauty laughed, and placed it on the monster's body generously. She touched the other's stupid face with her hands, and scolded with a smile, "Idiot."

The demon was so swayed that his eyes were straight. Impatient, he stretched out his hand and pulled off his jacket, wrapped the beautiful woman, and picked it up, wishing he could do things on the ground.

But in the end, worried about other people, the demon quickly hugged the beauty and hurried to the corner.

Naked, naked... The players on the side were dumbfounded, but the other monsters discovered the gameplay and enjoyed it completely.

"Play or they will play." The player sighed.

I don't know where the glowing light clusters floated, like dandelions flying up and down in the sky under the wind. One player jumps up and takes the next: "It's a glowing flower."

More luminous flowers floated over, and some fell into the grass, revealing the hidden beauty in black gauze at once.

These 'flowers' in black veils ran away from the grass and out of the garden with laughter. Their beautiful bodies were looming under the black veil, making people bloody.

This time, even the players couldn't help it, and a few people with weak willpower had already rushed up with saliva.

"The flowers are blooming just in time, just in time for fun."

The organizer takes care of everyone's taste very much. The black gauze beauties that appear later, there are glamorous and beautiful, there are men and women, there are all kinds of styles, and there is always one that can hit you.

The demons are also used to being wanton, and they don't have the shame of humans. When they see something they like, they will grab one in one hand, pick them up and leave, and even a few will grab one.

"Yesterday I ate and drank while enjoying the singing and dancing, and today I'm going straight to the restricted level. This kind of color is also first-class on our side." The player who worked hard to control himself wiped his saliva and admired his real name.

"Then are you going to try?"

"Forget it, let others enjoy this kind of bliss."

More and more 'flowers' have been discovered in the garden. They have different shapes, but without exception, they have layers of shiny linden powder on their bodies. After a long time, a mixed fragrance began to float in the garden.

The demons became more and more intoxicated and fanatical, and the players' eyes gradually became wrong.

"There is something wrong with these people, and there is also a problem with the scent." A keen player noticed that his state was not right, he took a few steps back and wanted to exit the garden.

Unexpectedly, something hit his back, and the player turned around and met the maid's black and white eyes.

She put down her sleeves, and her blood-red mouth cracked open and widened, revealing what looked like a tongue or a needle tube rolled up inside.

"Where are you going, guest?"

The player was so frightened that he couldn't make a sound, and when he reacted to calling for help, a roll of tentacles 'shuffed' tightly around his neck and dragged him into the darkness.

The time only passed for four or five seconds. The other players turned their heads and saw no one. It was strange: "Where's that player just now? Went to the toilet?"

The invited monsters were all in another place, drinking and having fun with the banquet host Qinghong.

As a privileged class, they did not play the game of "hide and find" with 'flowers' in the garden like the little monsters. The big demons were surrounded by the most stunning beauties. They served these big demons drinking and eating meat, and they also performed songs and dances on stage.

"Okay, this banquet is good, I will hold it a few more times in the future."

The happiness of demons is so pure.

"Sir." The female steward approached cautiously and whispered something behind Qinghong.

Qinghong's smile didn't change, but his fingers didn't rub the edge of the cup for a while: "Well, I see."

Nearby the peacock demon on the tip of the ear, heard He Jun's words, and asked, "Why don't you see He Jun?"

Qinghong said with a smile: "I have already sent someone to invite him, but Senior Brother doesn't want to come."

With Hejun's temper, even if he came, he would not participate in their flower-seeking game, so everyone had no doubts. Even the peacock demon just snorted softly: "Hypocritical."

The big peacock demon does not indulge in lust, and there are no 'flowers' around him, and he drinks alone.

However, he didn't drink much, and then he got up and went out.

"He-Jun is not here, I've lost a lot of fun." The big demon who spoke just grabbed two flowers and was doing his best to help them wear flowers and pollinate them.

A soft and boneless arm was wrapped around and crawling on his chest, he was panting, and soon he forgot the person who was not there.

The wine was in full swing, the color was strong, and the demons at the banquet were addicted to it, but Qinghong quietly left the banquet.

Hua Li was there waiting for him.

Qinghong's face sank like water: "Who allowed you to attack him under the guise of me?"

"water?"

A new thing appeared in the glazed corridor, water.

Ren Yifei looked at the transparent liquid on his fingertips, twisted and sniffed, there was a fishy smell.

Because the illusion deceived the sight, he used the most traditional way to navigate the maze, which is to keep his right hand against the wall.

However, halfway through, the ground under his feet began to have water coming in.

The water under his feet rose in a slow but decisive manner, and at this rate, it would have reached his knees in less than two hours. For another two hours, it submerged up to his waist and then over his shoulder.

Of course, he can still swim and struggle at this time. No matter how much you struggle, you will reach the top in two hours at most.

He dipped his hands in the water and felt the tiny traces of the water flowing.

The slowly rising water can't see the specific direction, Ren Yifei's eyes can't see the very obvious water ripples, but when he closes his eyes, the enhanced touch will tell him in an intuitive way: where you should go.

Because he was half-squatting on the ground, the water kept going up because of the siphon principle, soaking his clothes and sticking to him coolly.

In the early spring season, wrapped in soaked clothes for a day, I don't know if I will catch a cold.

He looked up in the direction of the water.

Water is a foreign matter, it comes from the outside world. If he can find the source of the water, does that mean he can also find a way to the outside world?

Ren Yifei took off his coat, which became heavy due to soaking in water, took off his hair crown, and threw away his shoes and socks.

These precious and exquisite garments were thrown on the ground without hesitation.

If he can get out of here alive, he still has several sets in his sleeves that can be changed and washed.

If not, what does it matter how you die?

Ren Yifei tore off a piece of fabric from the corner of his jacket, folded it, and tied it to his eyes.

The cloth strips deprived him of most of the light, and his other senses became sharper accordingly. Standing in the water, he roughly knew the direction of the water just through the touch of his feet.

There are reflections of water, lights and lights on both sides of the glazed aisle, and walking in it has the illusion of walking through the Lantern Festival. Every step of his will have flickering waves, like stepping on a galaxy, but unfortunately Ren Yifei can't see it.

Useless fear, irritability, and coat were thrown in place together, and he walked firmly step by step toward the direction where the water came in, a place that was both a danger and an opportunity.

Underground at this time.

The two of Saman were walking in the direction of dense light bands. They saw that two light bands were combined into a slightly larger one, and then a new light band was added.

The band of light grows thicker and thicker, turning an opaque brown. When the two of Saman walked along the route to the end, the light band had become a black-brown tube, and these tubes were fused together to form a black-brown rough cylinder.

"It's like a tree root." Qinglin clapped his hands, "Do you think it is?"

Saman was noncommittal. He pressed somewhere on the great sword. The huge and sharp sword automatically disassembled and reassembled, forming a hoe-like tool in front of them.

"Wow, rare high-end items." Qinglin was greedy, "It looks like it's all-purpose, are there any other changes?"

Salman ignores him and begins to clear the obstacles.

The hard walls were as soft as tofu, and after a while, he dug out a passage of several meters.

"Dig it."

They walked into a certain space, and as soon as Saman stretched out his hand, his fingers touched a flat, matte texture, right next to it.

Qingscale's advanced props brought him a lot of useful information, so they avoided many detours. But then you have to be careful, because the previous person's road ends here - that person is already dead.

"Be careful," Qinglin recalled what he "saw", and couldn't help but shiver: "There are monsters."

"They encountered monsters immediately after they went in?" Saman pondered.

Qinglin nodded in the darkness, his voice lowered: "That's right."

The cautious Saman listened carefully to the sounds around him. He didn't hear any breathing: "There is no breathing other than us nearby."

There was no movement for a while, Saman took out a small bamboo tube, opened the lid and shook it, and the sparks inside immediately ignited. It's a fireball.

He lit the candle he had brought with him, and the light filled this small space.

Out of the corner of their eyes, they seemed to see something. The two of them turned their heads subconsciously. There was a huge shadow in front of them. The gray-white eyes the size of tennis **** rolled around.

"!" Qinghong opened his mouth, and a ball of cloth blocked all his screams.

Saman made a silent gesture.

There is still a thin film between the monster and them, which is what Saman touched before.

The candle was dim, and only half of the monster's face could be seen vaguely, and the rest disappeared into the darkness.

Its ears were motionless against the membrane, and as it 'listened' to the movement, a mass of hot air spit out from the monster's mouth, almost scalding them through the membrane.

The next second, the giant sword pierced directly into the membrane and passed through the throat.

The author has something to say: Copy progress:

A Fei: 0% (the state is weak, the ultimate move is charging)

Saman: 50% (in good condition, basic attack)