Draw cards to become a god in the escape game

Who are you looking for?I can help. "

Dong Yue said: "If you want to find the king, do you know where to find it?"

"I know," Lu Ying trotted along the side of the road, waving while running and jumping, "Go this way! This road is the closest!"

With little hesitation, several people followed him in the completely opposite direction.

Yin Xi didn't leave in a hurry, she raised her hand and rubbed her earlobe.

He still couldn't hear the footsteps of these people - Cheng Xiaoming ran a few steps to catch up, Liao Chenfan followed up and stopped beside him, Meng Chong and the others were already ahead.He couldn't hear the footsteps.

Only the footsteps of children jumping and dancing are exceptionally clear, which is infinitely amplified in the dead of night.

It was as if there was only one child left in the whole world.

献身

"What are you looking at him for? Do you think he looks familiar too?"

The people around him suddenly spoke.

Yin Xi retracted her gaze calmly, and subconsciously touched the object hidden under the neckline.

Liao Chenfan glanced at his thin fingers, "What are you touching?"

Yin Xi tilted her head to look at him.

"Quite curious," Liao Chenfan raised his eyebrows, "Let me see?"

Yin Xi clenched her fingers suddenly, looking into his lacquered eyes with a hollow coldness.

"Tsk, it's going to explode again." Liao Chenfan laughed out loud, turned his head away, and didn't look at him again.

The people in front had already turned the path and followed Lu Ying up a high slope.

Cheng Xiaoming chased after them, stood at the end of the path and waved his teeth and claws at them, beckoning them to hurry over.

Yin Xi still touched the red rope around her neck, and walked forward slowly.

The night was too clean, except for the incomparably huge moon overhead, there was no second star.

The thin and tall figure of the young man stands alone in the world, yet seems to be cut off from the whole world.

Liao Chenfan suddenly remembered that this person had walked such a distance in such a night before,

At that time, he was taller than he is now. He always liked to wear pure black overalls and overalls, and wore a black peaked cap neatly, with a dull demeanor.

It was very hot that day, but when the man walked in front of him, snow suddenly drifted in midair.

"What's snowing at this time." He smiled angrily, "The god of public power and private use, what did you do?"

The other party looked up at him, and the brim of the peaked cap was lifted up, revealing those beautiful clear eyes.

The black and white eyes of the deer are scorching, and the young man blinks lightly, and the light-colored moles in the folds of the double eyelids will appear, which is extremely vivid.

"Xiaoxi, what are you and Brother Fan talking about?" Cheng Xiaoming shivered.

Yin Xi lowered her head and said nothing.

Cheng Xiaoming also wanted to ask, are you not afraid of being behind?But he immediately realized that the person standing in front of him was a big boss.

The big brother's acting skills are so superb that he lost his memory.

When Yin Xi was fastening her cuffs, she heard Lu Ying and Meng Chong condemning the Queen's crimes.

"Your Highness, of course, is the queen's own son! Tiger poison doesn't eat its own son, and our queen killed her own son without blinking an eye." Lu Ying was full of fear, "At that time, I was going to deliver breakfast to His Royal Highness. , when I pushed the door open, I saw the Queen holding the pillow and pressing His Highness Prince's face firmly!"

"His Royal Highness was almost dying at that time. I thought I couldn't catch up with the rescue, so I ran out desperately, shouting to kill while running." Lu Ying recalled, suddenly trembling, "Fortunately, I ran fast at that time, otherwise I might He died with His Highness the Prince."

Dong Yue asked: "Why did the queen kill her own child?"

"I'll tell you this, don't tell others." Lu Ying suddenly pouted his head and lowered his voice, "The Queen has wild men outside."

Yan Feng, who was drinking water, sprayed.

Meng Chong and Dong Yue, who were so focused, felt struck by lightning.

Sitting not far away, Liao Chenfan, who was fiddling with his fingers, lowered his head, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

"I've covered this point, the rest shouldn't be hard to guess, right?" Lu Ying shrugged.

Meng Chong frowned, turned to look at Lu Ying, "Do you know who is the most important person to the prince?"

Lu Ying rolled his eyes, "I don't know."

Meng Chong asked again: "Then do you know how to find the king?"

Lu Ying spread his hands, "I only know that the king lives here, but I don't know exactly how to find him."

Lu Ying took them to the tallest building and pointed out the floors where the king often appeared.

"The king was seriously ill because of the death of the prince, and he was raped by his wife again. Recently, he has become very scary." Lu Ying swallowed, and kindly reminded: "Your life is the most important thing."

Meng Chong suggested: "The third floor and the fifth floor should be divided into two routes?"

"It's still the same as before. Meng Chong, Dong Yue and I go to the third floor, and you guys go to the fifth floor." Yan Feng stood beside him, and suddenly raised his hand to pat the back of the young man beside him.

Yin Xi didn't even look at him.

"Then I wish you all the best."

Lu Ying gradually lost the excitement of telling the story just now, and his interest was lacking. He ran all the way to Yin Xi, and coyly said, "Brother, I'll give you something."

The eyes of several people instantly focused on him.

Liao Chenfan also turned his head to look at it, and stopped his small movements of fingering, as if he was thinking about something.

"I have a friend who is very similar to my brother. He also likes to wear a red string like this around his neck." Lu Ying took out something from his loose coat and stuffed it secretly into Yin Xi's pocket, " This thing is very useful."

Yin Xi stared at him with lowered eyes, without much emotional fluctuation.

He touched the cold texture of the pocket with his thumb, drew across the general outline, and felt a scratch on the narrow back of such an object, as if some letter was engraved.

Yin Xi traced the traces in her heart, and when she got the answer, she froze for a moment,

The indescribable memory was like a thread, suddenly stinging a certain nerve.

Somxnumx

"Is luck so good? Why do you even have to give props to NPCs?" Meng Chong said sourly.

"Then why don't you give it to me?" Liao Chenfan said confidently, "I was lucky enough to be tied to the queen, isn't that bad luck?"

Everyone: "..."

Don't mention the matter of you kidnapping the queen.

No one asked what the NPC gave Yin Xi, but the atmosphere became subtler visible to the naked eye.

A group of people climbed up the stairs, and when the stairs were about to turn a corner, Dong Yue suddenly let out a cry.

"There are a lot of notes on the wall." Dong Yue pointed the phone screen at the wall, and looked at it through the light of the screen. "There seems to be words on it."

"Why is there such a note on the wall of the king's palace? It looks nondescript." Cheng Xiaoming muttered softly, just about to ask Yin Xi to read it together.

Turning his face away, he found that the person who was standing behind him a few seconds ago disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yin Xi walked to the diagonal corner alone, staring intently at the densely packed papers on the wall.

There are different people's slanted handwriting on the back of the note, which should be some kind of prayer custom in the kingdom.

Since it is the custom of the kingdom, the wishes of the king, queen and prince must also be in it. Yin Xi scanned roughly and soon found clues among the notes.

There is a piece of paper that is not a note, it is obviously a piece of fabric torn from the skirt, and it is scrawled on:

[I hope my husband dies violently. 】

"Hey, it's a bit like the fabric of the queen's dress." Cheng Xiaoming leaned over, "I saw a few pieces over there just now."

He pointed to the direction of his right hand, but he saw that Liao Chenfan had torn off the cloth strips and handed them over.

It was obvious that he wanted to pass something to Yinxi.

But Yin Xi stared at the thing in his hand, but refused to take it.

Cheng Xiaoming's scalp tingled with embarrassment in the tense atmosphere between the two, so he could only take the cloth strip cheekily.

[I hope my dear major general can take me away as soon as possible, I don't want to continue to suffer here. 】

[I hope that the heroic major general can kill my husband smoothly, and I will spend the rest of my life with him. 】

[Please let that old pervert die tragically!Unfaithful scum! 】

"Tsk," Liao Chenfan commented, "Mutual green scene."

Everyone: "..."

"Look at what I'm doing, I'm not right?" Sensing the strange gazes cast by everyone, Liao Chenfan kindly reminded: "There is still half an hour left before the next assignment, hurry up."

Everyone: "..."

Are you an alarm or a reminder?

Yin Xi asked blankly, "Where did you find these cloth strips?"

Cheng Xiaoming: "On the first floor, second floor and third floor, there is one on each floor."

Yin Xi suddenly turned her head, looking in the direction she came from.

"Don't talk nonsense, time is running out, hurry up and find it!" Yan Feng seemed to have found some clues, and ran upstairs, taking a quick glance before leaving.

They raced against time and went straight to the fifth floor.

On the other hand, the other group moved upstairs slowly and cautiously, as if moving out of the state of a tourist group.

Cheng Xiaoming held his breath, "Xiaoxi, isn't the king just on the third floor?"

Yin Xi said, "No."

A word from the boss is better than a booster, Cheng Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief, just wanted to say it.

Yin Xi added: "Every floor has possibilities."

Cheng Xiaoming gasped and got stuck in the middle of the road, almost saying goodbye to this beautiful world.

When he was frantically exploring on the verge of suffocation, he suddenly remembered one thing: there was a big boss walking with him.

But when he turned back to look for it, he found that there was nowhere behind him.

Such a big man disappeared without a sound.

Cheng Xiaoming broke out in a cold sweat.

"Xiao Xi," he trembled three times, "Fan, Brother Fan is gone."

Yin Xi pursed her lips, "Yeah."

Cheng Xiaoming: "..."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he actually heard the feeling of happiness from this um.

When Yin Xi climbed up to the third floor, she unexpectedly saw a figure in the corridor on the third floor.

It doesn't have to be a person, either.

Two rows of soldiers stood guard on both sides of the corridor, their bright red military uniforms inlaid with silver threads.Against the background of the not-so-bright candlelight, Yin Xi couldn't see their facial features clearly, but could only see the lower half of their faces as pale as paper, with chapped lips.

At the end of the corridor was a room that had obviously been well-decorated, and there was a fat man with big ears guarding the door, wearing cumbersome clothes and walking like a tumbler.

The man walked over slowly, the eyes in his eye sockets seemed to be out of control, turning strangely with the steps.

The atmosphere on the entire third floor was extremely weird.

Cheng Xiaoming's legs were weak, and he stared helplessly at the man approaching, seeing the man's eyes dangling in his eye sockets, the corners of his mouth cracked to the base of his ears,

"Which one wants to dedicate his life to His Royal Highness?"

The man's voice turned up and down, and it took a lot of effort to hear a sentence.

Cheng Xiaoming reacted for a long time before he heard what it said.

What the hell? ? ?

dedicated?Was it the sacrifice he was thinking of? ?

The man didn't move at all, but his stomach swayed by itself, as if something alive was moving inside.

He stared wide-eyed, glanced over the two people in front of him, and finally stopped on Yin Xi.

The young man has a thin frame and exquisite facial features. The key is to look good.The light-colored lips were pursed into a line, and the pupils in the deer's eyes vibrated slightly, looking timid and manageable.

His Royal Highness prefers this type of child the most.

The corner of the man's mouth went up to the sky, very satisfied.

10

Surprise

"Let me introduce myself first," the man bowed with his belly straightened out, his gestures were very funny, "My name is Fern, you can call me Butler Fern. I am in charge of the daily life of His Royal Highness."

Butler Fern raised his head and grinned.

He smiled strangely, as if something pulled the corners of his mouth, forming a very unnatural arc.

Yin Xi stared at him intently.

Judging from many aspects, the butler and the queen seem to be made by the same person.That man likes to play with their eyes and twist their limbs.

Yin Xi drew her gaze down inch by inch, and finally landed on Butler Fu En's huge stomach.

What is hidden inside?

Yin Xi thought it might be inconvenient to cut with a kitchen knife. He needed a chainsaw, which would be more efficient.

"Let me guess which of the two will be the first lucky one." Butler Fern looked at them with his hands behind his back, his eyes rolled from the end to the corner, and were about to fall out several times.

He first stared at Cheng Xiaoming who was trembling like a motor, and watched the frequency of this motor suddenly increase.

Cheng Xiaoming couldn't hold back, and cried out loudly.

"Am I going to die?" Cheng Xiaoming cried tremblingly, "Xiaoxi leave me alone and run first."

He was halfway through crying, and before it was over, he saw the man in front of him looking away with disgust,

Butler Fern stared at Yin Xi with burning eyes.

Cheng Xiaoming swallowed back the hiccups that were in the middle of the beating, thinking that it's not necessarily who is going to end it now.

Eyeing Xiaoxi?

Even if you don't want to finish.

Compared with him, Yin Xi's reaction was even more distressing.

The young man opened his eyes slightly, wanted to cry but was too afraid to cry, the fundus of his eyes and even the eye sockets were red from being suffocated, his chest heaved violently when he breathed, his trembling fingertips turned white, and he tightly grasped the corner of his clothes.

Cheng Xiaoming gave his own Xiaoxi's acting skills a very high rating in his heart.

"Poor innocent child, His Royal Highness will favor you." The light in Butler Fu En's eyes became brighter and brighter.

The walls of the two corridors gradually disappeared, and the darkness swept over. When he saw the child in front of him was about to back away in fear, he grabbed his wrist and threw him into the void effortlessly!

Before Cheng Xiaoming had time to escape, he watched Yin Xi being pushed into the endless darkness.

Darkness is only a moment,

When she opened her eyes again, Yin Xi found herself sitting in a luxuriously decorated inner bedroom.

This should be the king's room.

Yin Xi closed his eyes lightly, and the tears in his eyes quickly dissipated. He turned his head to look at the clock, and realized that there was only half an hour left before the second mission.

In this half hour, he needs to lead out the real culprit and pave the way back.

Yin Xi stared blankly for a while with his eyes empty.

"His Royal Highness will be here later, please wash up first." A female voice came from behind.The woman buried her head and walked with her waist completely bowed. She raised the plate above the top with both hands, and bowed piously and carefully before the bed collapsed.

After prostrating, he just put the silver plate in his hand on the bed.

Yin Xi asked: "Are you a maid?"

The woman turned around upon hearing this, revealing the mask on her face.

The mask is probably made of ceramics, and there are many small but dense cracks on the surface. The deformed facial features on the mask are crowded together, which is similar to the face of the tragic death of Prince Ryan.

She was clearly not prepared to answer questions and was very nonchalant.

Yin Xi asked again: "Can the maid treat the king's new favorite like this?"

woman:"……"

What the hell?

Yin Xi remained silent again, standing on the spot obediently, as if really wondering: He is clearly the new favorite of the king who was sent here, why should he look at the cold face of a maid?

The maid has seen someone crying and screaming to death, but this is the first time his mother has seen such a "new favorite" with such a strong sense of hierarchy.

She was so angry that the whole ghost was not well.

But she is still unreasonable, and dare not easily try the consequences of disobedience.The woman has never felt so humble before, and her whole body is covered with three words in capital letters: trembling and cold.

The child who made her tremble and feel cold seemed unaware, "Why are you wearing a mask?"

The woman gritted her teeth and swallowed, "Because it was designed by the supreme General Muxi!"

"Supreme?" Yin Xi asked, "Then what is your king?"

Woman: "?" Ning is steel?

Yin Xi: "Tell me about the king's life."

The child's face was pale, his eyes were empty and clean, and he spoke the cruelest words in the most innocent tone.

The maid was only a blind eye away from being so angry that she lifted the coffin.

"His Royal Highness has adopted many homeless children in the kingdom, and one of them is very smart and is very popular with His Royal Highness, even that woman." She said with a firm tone.

Yin Xi: "Which woman?"

"The former queen." Mentioning this person, the facial features on the maid's mask suddenly began to twitch, as if alive.

She laughed coldly, her tone suddenly sharp, "That bitch seduced Mu Xi..."

The unfinished name was interrupted unexpectedly.

The eyes on the maid's mask suddenly widened and trembled in a panic, as if she had discovered something extremely terrifying.

Yin Xi looked back along her line of sight.

One second there was nothing on the bed, but the next second a black shadow appeared out of thin air.

Judging from the general outline of the shadow, it should be an adult male.Through the layers of veils, you can't see clearly, only occasionally when the candle goes out, Yin Xi notices the slight blank cracks on the limbs and neck of the shadow.

It was as if a person had been cut apart and then spliced ​​together in some way.

The maid had a grim expression, "His Royal Highness is coming!"

The maid's heart: You finally lived to the end!

She saw the young man retreating a few steps in a daze, his eyelashes trembling in a mess, and she didn't know how happy she was.

Yin Xi felt a force pushing him.

He didn't resist either, and followed this force to find a certain direction. While being "forced" to get close to the shadow, Yin Xi quickly pulled a veil and tied it around his wrist.

When he moved, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a black shadow rolling past his peripheral vision, like a ball, at a very fast speed.

Yin Xi didn't care, after all, there are countless strange things in this place.

The cold and biting wind condensed into a whip and whipped fiercely on his back, and when it split the air, there was a disgusting sweet smell of blood.Yin hoped that his goal had been achieved, and he let the wind throw him onto the bed!

The feeling of skin touching the bed felt like it was on fire.

The burning pain spread from the knee, and the skin where it passed instantly turned into a terrifying black scorched skin, swallowing the entire calf at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yin Xi tried to move her calf, but found that she had lost strength.

The "king" was sitting on the bed.

Somewhat different from what he saw just now, the king at this time looked clearly a living person, and there were no signs of amputated limbs.It's a male about 50 years old.

The king turned his head like an owl, suddenly raised his hand, and grabbed his arm!

A hoarse and weird voice emerged from the throat:

"I adopted you. I am your father. You are my people and my children."

"Where is a child who does not listen to his father? Where is a subject who does not listen to a king?"

The king stared at him with greedy desire in his eyes.

The little guy's eyes were red, and the arm he held trembled slightly.Probably because he was so scared that he even forgot to hide, and he looked obedient and cute without daring to move.

He thought to himself, this time the child suits his taste.

Yin Xi did not avoid the "king"'s hand, and found that the place touched by the "king" no longer had the burning sensation.

He will be stunned.

I vaguely remember a person who told him such a story, saying that it took eight lifetimes of bad luck to have such a family. The mother who adopted him was eccentric, the father was full of poisons, and there was a younger brother who was doing evil all day long, so he thought about it. Out design a world.

"You're so boring." I said at the time.

"No." The other party grabbed the corner of his clothes full of holes, curled his lips, "Aren't you boring too? Are you qualified to say me?"

"I'm not like you," he added.

The other party probably didn't dare to talk back to him, so he mumbled a few words in a low voice, and then talked about his own plan: "In the story, I want the old man to be shot and killed first, and then burned to death. I don’t understand the hatred, I have to think about something else!”

Yin Xi's hollow eyes swallowed the firelight, and the small mole on the eyelids was hidden the moment he raised his eyes.

He came closer suddenly.

The fire around him intensified.

But the burns on his body slowly faded and he returned to normal.

"What a good and obedient boy." The king praised him tremblingly.

Yin Xi asked: "Do you want me to serve you like this?"

He met the king's expectations, raised his hand to unbutton the shirt, but moved away the moment he sent his fragile neck up, and grabbed the thing in his pocket.

Bang!

The unexpected gunshots pierced the ambiguous atmosphere, and the surrounding fire dissipated instantly.

The king stared in shock, looked up,

The cute and alluring kid had a sinister smile in his eyes, and he familiarly fiddled with the gun in his hand.Probably thinking of that friend's words, a little bit of emotion that belongs to the world finally surged up in my heart,

He was in a good mood, so he seriously pretended to be innocent, and greeted him solemnly:

"Hello, Mr. King."

The king in the fire still looked like a human being, and the king's true face was revealed only when the fire dissipated.

Every inch of skin on his body was scorched black by the fire, and the joints seemed to have been cut off, and they were roughly tied together with threads.When the king looked up at him, his dark eyes were empty.

Yin Xi stared at him without any reaction.

The king who thought he would successfully scare the children: "..."

There are only 10 minutes left before the first task is handed in,

Yin Xi was thinking about how to take the king away.The place where the task is handed in may not be random, and he does not think that the king is the final answer to this task.It's just that there must be many clues on the king, and it's more reliable to hold the king in his hands first.

His eyes kept falling in front of him, and he caught a glimpse of a silver thread inadvertently.

Like a thief, that thing squirmed slowly and cautiously towards the king, looked around again, and quickly wrapped around the king, tying him tightly.

Yin Xi: "..."

He raised his hand expressionlessly, aimed at Yin and fired without hesitation.

"Tsk," the man's voice came from behind the veil, full of grievances, "Why are you so hostile to me?"

Yinsi, who was beaten into the air, fled back in a hurry.

Liao Chenfan walked out from behind the veil, winding the silver thread back into his hand without any haste.

Yin Xi looked at him coldly, "It's not yours."

"It's not certain," Liao Chenfan raised his chin and asked the king, "Who came first?"

The king, who was innocently implicated, remembered some unbearable past events and fell into autism.

Liao Chenfan laughed lowly, and asked again: "Who came first?"

He didn't know what kind of intimidation his laughter had played. The king's whole ghost trembled three times, and pointed at him with trembling fingers.

Liao Chenfan raised his eyebrows and looked away, "Here, look, first come, first come—"

He turned his head, just touching the black muzzle of Yin Xi's hand aimed at him.

It was a small, silver-colored pistol, and someone's slender and clean fingers precisely hit the trigger.Liao Chenfan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes subconsciously moved to the notch on the side of the gun body.

"SOM001?" He seemed to be thinking about something, "What does this mean?"

Yin Xi ignored him.

Liao Chenfan joked: "Are you planning to kill your teammates?"

"Yes," Yin Xi rejected his joke, with a cold expression, "you robbed me, damn it."

Liao Chenfan pointed to the watch on the wall, and still made fun of him in an unscrupulous way: "But there are only 15 minutes left before the second assignment, do you want to get down to business first?"

His voice just fell,

The entire dormitory suddenly began to turmoil, and all objects within sight gradually turned into phantoms,

The king who was thrown not far away seemed to have discovered something terrible, and struggled desperately!

In the blink of an eye, Yin Xi saw that Liao Chenfan was about to take the king away.Liao Chenfan took advantage of the chaos to overturn the wardrobe, trying to block him here.

He fired without hesitation.

The bullet cut through the air and went straight to the man's chest.

The man, however, was like ink smeared in clear water, suddenly turning into a black mist, surrounding him like an overwhelming sky.

The bullet that didn't reach the target slowed down suddenly, gave birth to wings, and evolved into a butterfly with a whole body of snow and silver.

Yindie landed back on the gun and kissed the muzzle lightly.

Yin Xi was stunned for a moment in this blank black mist.

He seemed to have encountered such a black mist before, and someone grabbed his wrist in the black mist.He should have originally wanted to kill that person, with a life-and-death determination.

But the other party only smiled at him gently, choking him sentence after sentence.

He said: "Shoot a surprise."

He pulled the trigger without hesitation.

But the other party turned his bullets into silver butterflies as a prank, clasped his wrist behind his back, and whispered reasoning in his ear: "Look, what flies out of the gun doesn't necessarily have to be bullets, and it may also be bullets. Butterfly."

He coaxed in a good voice: "This kind of thing can happen, why can't I fall in love with you?"

11

one kill

at the same time,

Fifth floor.

"Why is there nothing on this floor?" Dong Yue quickly flipped through the last room on the fifth floor, sweating profusely.

"Look again." Meng Chong frowned, "That piece of paper says it's on the fifth floor, so it can't be fake."

After saying this, his face turned pale for a moment.

Why can't it be fake?

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden rumbling sound from under his feet, and the whole castle was violently bumped. A half-person-high gravel fell from the top of his head, almost hitting his head!

This shock woke up the dizzy people who had been searching for a long time.

"What the hell? We've been tricked!" Yan Feng yelled amidst the dust rising all over the sky: "The king must be in the hands of those guys, and it's probably in their hands."

"Then what should we do?" Dong Yue panicked and wanted to cry.

She asked this question, but got no response.

In the dusty sky, Dong Yue saw Yan Feng looked down at his phone, and then rushed to the stairs without saying a word.

Meng Chong was not close to their position, so he didn't notice Yan Feng's movements.

Dong Yue cried for a moment.

She aimed at an opportunity, and rushed to the stairs at the moment the stone wall collapsed, but when she left, she threw a card behind her without hesitation, blocking Meng Chong's retreat.

Just as Meng Chong escaped from the stone wall, he raised his head and faced a pair of gloomy white skeletons.

The two black holes on the skull's face stared straight at him, and the slender and sharp finger bones held the gravel and threw it at him fiercely!

"What the hell are you doing hitting me! I told you to hit it! Hit that fat one!" Cheng Xiaoming hugged his phone and huddled in the corner crying, feeling the deep malice from his own card for the first time.

The zombie summoned by him was stunned for a while,

Then he turned around and pulled out a stone from the wall, turned around, raised his hand, and threw it at him again.

Cheng Xiaoming: "..."

This card is probably not mentally handicapped.

Butler Fern stood at the door of the house with a big belly, watching this person and a zombie perform a sketch.

As I was watching, I suddenly noticed a person running out of the stairs.

Yan Feng didn't even catch his breath, his eyes were red with anxiety, he grabbed Cheng Xiaoming's neckline, "Where's the king?!"

Cheng Xiaoming: "I didn't see it."

"There are only 8 minutes left," Yan Feng looked like he was about to collapse, "Do you want everyone to die together?"

Cheng Xiaoming was taken aback by his appearance.

Yan Feng was so anxious to beat him, but he swung his fist in the air but was hit by a stone impartially.

Grinning his teeth in pain, he tilted his head, just in time to meet the eyes of the big, blue-faced zombie.He didn't pay attention just now, when he saw the zombie suddenly, he was scared back a few steps.

Cheng Xiaoming was very moved.

His card finally did something good.

"Sir, are you looking for His Highness the King?" Butler Fern watched the three of them finish a skit again, a little tired, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "His Royal Highness is spending a good night with his new favorite at home, I'm afraid you have to wait... ..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Suddenly there was a loud bang from the room behind him!The entire door was shaken to the point of cracking!

Butler Fern's mouth twitched, "Look, they are reaching a climax."

Yan Feng: "..."

Cheng Xiaoming: "..."

orgasm.

When these three words came out of his mouth, the door behind him couldn't stand it anymore.Accompanied by a bitter creak, the half-abandoned door was pushed open from the inside.

Butler Fern's eyes widened in surprise, and his eyes turned away, "His Royal Highness is so early..."

Yin Xi leaned against the door with a gun in her hand,

Another strange man stepped out of the darkness, snapped his fingers with his hands behind his back, and smiled.

Butler Fern: "..."

His king had plastic surgery?

"Brother Fan?" Cheng Xiaoming was taken aback, "Why are you in there?"

"Can't you see?" Liao Chenfan glanced at the people around him and raised his eyebrows, "We are fighting fiercely with His Royal Highness."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately turned his head to look at Butler Fern, and said with a smile, "Threesomes, it's very exciting."

Butler Fern: "..."

Oh, not his king.

"Where is His Majesty the King?" Butler Fern lowered his face.

"Two people," Liao Chenfan put his chin away pretending to be serious, motioning to himself and Yin Xi, "If I'm like this, add another child, will your king be able to bear it?"

Butler Fern's face almost fell to the ground.

"What can't you eat??" Yan Feng was shocked by these people, "There are only 3 minutes left!"

He suddenly grabbed Cheng Xiaoming's sleeve, dragged him into the room, and skillfully locked the door before Butler Fern could react.

A series of actions flowed smoothly.

Yin Xi asked, "What are you doing?"

"What else can I do? Of course it is to complete the task." Yan Feng answered him as a matter of course.

The bedroom is now horrific, with traces of burnt everywhere, and the air is filled with the pungent smell of being burnt, and you can cough up ashes with just two coughs.

Yan Feng narrowed his eyes, "Where is the king?"

"As I said just now," Yin Xi replied, "the king is ruined."

"Who are you lying to? Can you destroy the king?" Yan Feng glanced at the man beside him, and sarcastically said, "Think that the pile of waste is not waste anymore?"

Yin Xi ignored him, tilted her head and looked to one side.

Standing there, Cheng Xiaoming's face was pale as paper, and he frantically gave him winks while trembling.

Yan Feng also seemed to see something, and the sarcasm on his face instantly turned into panic.

Yin Xi felt a chill on the back of her neck.

Before he had time to move, he suddenly felt that the people around him gently hooked his fingers.The man lowered his voice and reminded him: "Here we come."

Yin Xi lowered her eyes and trembled her lower eyelashes.

"Brother, who do you think I'm going to give the album to?"

The chilly feeling spread from the back of her neck to the front of her body. When Yin Xi raised her head, she happened to meet the bloody little boy's eyes.The crack on the top of the little boy's head grew bigger, almost splitting his face.

"Damn it!" Cheng Xiaoming stood far away, with nowhere to hide, so he could only express his fear by crying and howling, "How could this thing find Xiaoxi?"

"Yes." Liao Chenfan looked at the opposite side meaningfully, "Yan Feng, what do you think is going on?"

"It has nothing to do with you two!" Yan Feng's face turned pale, "If you are sensible, don't interfere!"

Yin Xi tilted her head to signal behind herself, "Is it because of this?"

His eyes were clean and empty, and when he spoke, he always gave the illusion of being dazed and innocent.

Yan Feng didn't expect that he could guess, he thought the process of hiding the cards was seamless, and there were no mistakes in the step-by-step plan.

Who can be blamed?

It's all because he, a child, is so lucky in such a broken game. He obviously has no skills, but he is smoother than those of them who are desperately looking for clues.

First SSR, then one after another accidental customs clearance, and finally even the NPC took the initiative to give props?

Yan Feng glanced at the gun in the boy's hand,

As long as he kills the kid, the props are his, the SSR is also his, and the reward after successfully passing the level is also his!

He turned over the cards with red eyes.

"N card, ghost."

The shadow under his feet grew wildly, his limbs bent and twisted like vines, and facial features grew out of his black face.

Yin Xi lowered her head to look, just in time to see Shadow Bai Sensen's eyes bent into crescent moons.

"What the hell is this?" Cheng Xiaoming couldn't cry anymore.

"Low-level ghost," Liao Chenfan told him about science: "This thing can only attach to shadows at N-level, and it doesn't have any attack skills. It can only be used as a GPS user."

Cheng Xiaoming: "..." God damn GPS.

"Oh, and more." Liao Chenfan stared at Yin Xi, "Because the cards are dark, the possessed person usually tends to attract some unclean things." Speaking of this, he suddenly laughed, "But he should Already knew that."

"Who?" Cheng Xiaoming asked in a daze, "Xiaoxi? What did Xiaoxi know?"

I already knew that I was attached to a card.

The little boy didn't find the target he wanted, and his wrinkled face twisted wildly. When he opened his mouth wide, his eyes were squeezed to the sides, and his crying was so sharp that it seemed to prick his scalp with needles.

He threw himself at Yin Xi without turning his head!

Yin Xi didn't respond either, she just stood there and didn't move.

When he thought that the result was without any suspense, Yan Feng found that the little ghost who rushed over braked the brakes at the last step.

"Brother, I haven't forgotten." The kid blinked his eyes squeezed around his mouth, and looked at Yin Xi's gloomy eyes.