The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

"This is the Tingyun Pavilion?" The demons climbed to the top of the tower in their own way.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Save people!"

The winged demon turned into a prototype, and its claws hooked the unconscious unlucky ghost and threw it to a safe place aside. There were also people there who fed them antidote.

"Where is Lord He?" they asked the first peacock demon who came up.

Peacock with a dark face, kicked the top of the tower surrounded by the halo, but the top of the tower did not move. He gritted his teeth: "It's inside. There's Qinghong inside."

"What does Qinghong want to do?" The demons got angry when they heard the name.

"Whatever he wants to do, it's definitely not a good thing."

More and more demons wake up, and there are even many players. However, the buildings of Tingyun Pavilion collapsed one by one.

These buildings turned into a meteor shower with the fire, the flames burst on the ground, and ignited the dry vines and weeds on the ground, and the surface turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The corpses of insects were like rain in the black smoke, and the air was full of the smell of burnt insects.

"It's like hell." The player who survived the catastrophe said in fear.

The players in the passage are also trying their best to climb up, the black smoke is getting heavier and heavier, the bugs are getting fewer and fewer, and the players are still fighting for the few remaining green flowers.

Saman had just swung off a player who had climbed up his prop.

Borrow his props, you can. If you want to knock him down and overtake in a corner, you can't.

Saman held the rope straight up, and he could see through the hole in the wall, black smoke billowing, and red fire.

The blurry image I saw through the hole before still remained in my eyes, did the white-robed demon also see him? How did he come here, because of the tower shadow at dusk?

Saman pinched the remaining green flowers and looked up.

Everything outside is isolated by the barrier, and the top of the tower is still quiet.

Ren Yifei stretched out his hand and tore off a pipe that was as thick as a hair, and the transparent glue-like mucus flowed out drop by drop: "All the disappearing monsters turned into such mucus?"

Qinghong did not speak, his attitude already explained everything.

"When did it start? A hundred years ago, Hua Li came to you with this method of creating a child against the sky. After that, you took my blood and transformed your heart to nurture this child." Ren Yifei focused his attention. on that pebble.

This child grew up in his father's heart, absorbing nutrients all the time, which can be his father or the common people.

"Life is a sacrifice. Even if this child is born, he is a devil that the world cannot tolerate. From now on, he will live in pursuit and escape. Is this what you want?"

Ren Yifei's voice was calm, but there was a surge of anger brewing in the calm.

Ren Yifei is here because He Jun's "Three Drops of Blood" is here. The surviving players are here, and their purpose is likely to be here too.

And the purpose of the Spring Banquet, and even the basis for the existence of the entire dungeon, is this child.

[When the devil is the world, the ghost walks at night. 】

[Where insects fly and resentment, in the name of love, blossom and bear fruit. 】

All clues point to this small world, and the 'ghost' must be here at the moment, either under the tree or on the tree.

The big demons that followed were more for revenge, not the kind of desperate madness, not 'ghosts'. The player in the tower may be possible, but the probability is not particularly high.

Then there are only him, Qinghong and Shige on the top of the tower.

Of course he is not. The possibility of Qinghong seems very high, but since he believes in the nonsense of Hejun's dual personality, the possibility is also very low.

Ren Yifei turned his attention to the stone egg.

Who is the 'ghost' still need to guess?

Perhaps the 'ghost' is not difficult to determine, it is rare to find it. And after finding it, you can pass the protector and judge it.

There is a protector in front of him.

Ren Yi flew a few steps forward, and a mask surrounded him and Qinghong.

Although he borrowed the power of the original owner, Ren Yifei is still used to completely controlling the power in his own hands, such as props. The effect of the Ring of Truth is: Lies cause one minute of skill failure silence.

This is another layer of insurance.

After the effect of the Ring of Truth was activated, Ren Yifei said, "I don't want others to hear the next words."

Qinghong carefully identified it, and it seemed to be a soundproof barrier. In fact, this room has its own sound insulation effect, but he still acquiesced to this move.

"I won't allow this child to be born." Ren Yifei's words chilled Qinghong, "It's not because I don't like it, it's just that I can't bring a healthy living environment to a new life, and I'm not qualified to be a father, you and I are both."

He walked towards the stone egg step by step, and Qinghong stepped back.

"Senior brother." As soon as Qinghong's hand was stretched out, he was grabbed by his wrist and moved to the side. His feet were soft and he almost fell.

Looking up, his senior brother's eyes were as cold as a frosted knife, and the blade was against his skin, slashing from his face to his ankles, making him tremble and unable to dodge.

He Jun is the most talented demon, how many people look at him and look forward to his growth. And he did not disappoint, even if he is not the most powerful now, sooner or later.

Qinghong lacked talent, but he dared to fight. After a hundred years, he thought that he had finally grown enough to suppress his senior brother, but this man just gave him a look and let him surrender.

"Senior brother, I've waited for him for a hundred years, and there's only one day left."

Qinghong finally panicked, but Ren Yifei did not explain.

Cruel? He will be even more cruel in the future.

Ren Yifei let go of his hand and took another step forward.

He never sympathized with the tragic past and life experience of the perpetrator, because the good future that the victim should have was destroyed. After sympathizing with the perpetrator, who will sympathize with the victim who has lost his voice?

Children are naturally innocent, but what's wrong with those who die?

He put his hand on the stone egg, and the little baby in the stone egg seemed to sense danger, woke up suddenly, and waved his hands and feet inside.

The small soft hands and feet that were attached to the eggshell were like the pads of a kitten, with a tender pink color, a pure appearance that had not yet been exposed to the world.

The pipes are connected below, which is the guarantee for the stone eggs to absorb nutrients.

"No!"

Without hesitation, without hesitation, Ren Yifei slashed the small pipes around the stone egg with one knife, and also cut off its path to absorb energy and all future possibilities.

The stone eggs lost their vitality at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the eggshells were covered with a layer of gray. The little baby inside curled up into a ball, then struggled in pain, and seemed to be crying.

"You, again, kill me." A small soft and waxy voice appeared in the stone pagoda. It was fierce at first, and then followed by a soft sob, "Father, I hurt so much."

Ren Yifei thought he would be indifferent, but the hand holding the dagger trembled slightly.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his hand, there was a slight pain in his heart, but he didn't know where it came from.

again?

This child died at the hands of his father twice.

Ren Yifei should laugh, because he did the same thing as He Jun, and his performance was almost flawless. So now this kind of helplessness and daze, and the grief that is suppressed by death, is it also a deduction?

Strange, is this the special feeling of being connected by blood?

Ren Yifei never wanted to get married and have children. He didn't want to let the perverted and crazy genes in his body continue to be inherited, and he didn't know how to love a child.

However, at this time, he actually felt this special feeling of blood connection.

"He-Jun is still He-Jun." Qinghong sat on the ground and laughed in a low voice.

"You're so great, I don't deserve it."

As his fingers fell weakly, a bleak smile appeared on his face, the corners of his eyes were wet and red, and there was a kind of relief on his face that finally waited for the end: "From now on, as you said, we will be cut in two and never see each other again."

He didn't even pray anymore, if this is the end, it's better to let him die with obsession.

Still looking upwards, Qinghong looked at Ren Yifei, not mentioning the fact that he and Shi Egg's blood were connected to each other, with a bit of revenge.

"Senior brother, if I die, will you regret even a moment?"

There was nothing else after that, and he quietly waited for the final outcome.

Ren Yifei cut the palm of his hand and pressed the stone egg with one hand. As soon as his wound came into contact with the stone egg, it was tightly attached to it, clinging to it, and life force poured into it from the gap.

On the other hand, his blood fell from the wound, and a pattern was automatically 'drawn' on the pipeline platform.

"Jun He." Ren Yifei felt that the will of "Jun He" was helping him.

The obsession of the unborn child is not enough to support the entire dungeon. What helps it is the power of Hejun left on it, helping it enter the desolate corner and meet their group of players.

"Thank you." The will that belonged to the other person dissipated, completely disappeared.

His life was divided into two parts, one to appease the children, and the other to travel retrograde along these pipes to the unfortunately murdered demons below, breaking the barriers for them and making them wake up completely.

The sound of the child's crying ceased, and all the pain was endured by someone.

The arrival of the stone egg is against the sky. When it leaves, it will also take away a person's life, which can be Qinghong or Hejun.

Loving one's own child should be a biological instinct, He Jun just wanted to tell this child in his own way: it is loved.

Whether the child is passive or not, it does indirectly kill many demons.

Bear some of its sins for it, so that it will not be regarded as an evil spirit by people after death. This is how He Jun, a father, loves a child.

Feeling the disappearance of vitality, Ren Yifei raised his head slightly.

In the dungeon, the role mission He Jun left behind was to retrieve three drops of blood, and he could be considered to have completed this mission.

That's it.

Qinghong was already waiting to die, but when he saw this, he was shocked and stood up to stop him: "Senior brother, are you crazy?"

"Shut up." Ren Yifei pressed the stone egg with one hand, dropped the dagger with the other, grabbed Qinghong's collar and pushed it away.

The wind surrounds him, forming a 'field' that isolates the world, and Qinghong cannot approach or touch it.

Qinghong thought he knew what despair was before, but now it is the real pain, watching his brother slowly die in front of him.

Ren Yifei's voice was a little hoarse, his hair turned gray every inch, and even his eyebrows and eyelashes turned gray. He looked at Qinghong coldly: "Look carefully."

The copy exists because of obsession, and the obsession of a 'ghost' is birth.

He felt sorry because Ren Yifei couldn't satisfy the wish of its birth because of such a fake game.

He knows this kind of despair, he has died again and again, and every time is so painful and unwilling. Some things don't go numb just because they've been through too much.

He was angry about it.

As He Jun, Ren Yifei said the last paragraph: "Bring a life into this world, even if you can't give it a clean environment, at least you can't let it face resentment and fear as soon as it is born.

"For a little selfish wish of yourself, you willfully created children that could not exist, and even dragged countless innocent people into the water. You have successfully moved yourself, but I can't."

This child already has consciousness, not being able to be born is painful, and being born is just as painful. Because there are too many people in this world who hate it, it will live in this hatred for the rest of its life.

And all of this is because an immature **** brought it into the world privately.

Ren Yifei looked at the stone egg, which was gradually losing his life, and also felt the loss of vitality in his body, his soul was exhausted: "I am willing to use my life, in exchange for it not to face the cruelty of this world, nor to bear these resentments and death. ."

Those who have died cannot be resurrected, but those who can still struggle should be rescued as much as possible.

"You have to live and atone for your sins."

Qinghong's body is this mutated wicker lily. Now his body has been destroyed and his strength has been greatly damaged. Now he is betrayed and separated, and it is more painful to live than to die.

Moreover, there must be someone alive to bear the resentment and anger of the crowd.

Just let the child leave this world as clean as it has ever been.

With a loud bang, the six walls of the stone pagoda were broken open at the same time, rubble flew around, and black smoke poured in.

Several big demons swarmed in, and many more stood outside. They were originally full of anger, but when they came in, they saw a lost Qinghong and a suddenly weakened Hejun. The big demons were all stunned: "What's the situation?"

"Are you here?" Ren Yifei didn't look back, "The beast that was swallowed down below hasn't completely died, so go and save it."

It is not right for all the demons to hear this. Looking at He Jun, whose vitality is madly passing away, he still doesn't understand that this person is sacrificing himself to save the demons that have been swallowed up.

Peacock stepped forward to pull him away, but was pushed away by the wind field. He was shocked and angry: "Jun He, are you crazy?"

At the same time, the floor covered with pipes lit up with a golden red light, and the cracks cracked from the corner to Ren Yifei's feet. He felt the slight vibration below.

Finally, the player also came.

With a raised finger, Ren Yifei drew out his fan, which burst open on the ground, and when he rushed out a player holding a giant sword, he swung the fan away.

The wind blade is like a knife, and the first player who rushes out is directly pushed to the corner. If it is not agile and directly inserts a sword into the ground to stop the retreat, I am afraid that the person will fly out and fall freely.

Saman narrowed his eyes, and was about to start with the giant sword in his hand, but was stunned for a moment when he looked up and saw Ren Yifei.

"you?"

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SAMAN: I have a not-so-good hunch.