Run with the ball in an escape game

"Don't be too crazy! Do you think you still have the same ability as before?!" The giant eyes in the sky were bloodshot, and it seemed that the owner of the eyes was very angry.

But it immediately calmed down: "Hehe, you are just a human being who can be crushed to death at will!"

Jing Huan raised his hand and made an interrupting gesture, and then said with extreme disgust: "During these hundreds of years, you haven't been exposed to outside information at all, have you? The lines you said are so earthy and mediocre, I blush when I hear them .”

After speaking, he rubbed his forehead unbearably.

Ying Mutian also turned his head very cooperatively, very disgusted.

The giant eye in the air stared, it really didn't understand what the two people were talking about, but he knew very well that this was definitely humiliating him.

"You are still stubborn when you are about to die! Look around you, hahaha!"

Jing Huan and Ying Mutian looked out of the open window, and at some point many players emerged from the corner shrouded in darkness.Their eyes have turned completely red, staring at the two of them full of hostility.

Some players yelled: "It's a monster! Is this the boss of this level!? Kill them!"

"Take arms! Surround this room!"

"Be careful, I don't know what moves these two bosses have!"

The players surrounding the room took out the magic weapons from Jing Huan, and successfully activated them one by one without a teacher.

"Hahahaha!" The wild laughter came from the sky again: "Didn't expect it! Your trusted companion, after getting the knife you gave, pointed the tip at you! Despair!"

"I can't listen to it anymore, what kind of schizophrenia is this?" Jing Huan turned around in embarrassment, and Ying Mutian behind him immediately stretched out his hands to cover his ears.

The laughter in the sky stopped abruptly, obviously shocked by the behavior of the two.

After a full two or three seconds, the voice sounded again angrily: "Do you think you have a chance to win? Impossible! Even if you kill all the players and monsters, you will not be able to get out from this place,"

Jing Huan, who was lying on Ying Mutian's chest, frowned, and the red-eyed players had already charged over with various magic weapons.But just when they were only a few steps away from the two of them, the player who rushed to the front closed his eyes and fell forward to the ground unconsciously.

The players behind them just noticed the strangeness, but it was too late. The drowsiness that could not be torn off like a sticky mouse board surged up, and the body fell straight down.

"The technique performed on the magic weapon in advance has worked." Jing Huan said in a low voice, but his brows did not loosen.

He looked up at the sky, and the layers of dark clouds were getting closer and closer. A few seconds later, the light curtain protecting the mansion shattered.

"Here we come." Ying Mutian blocked Jing Huan behind him, waved his hand and brought all the fallen players into the room.At the same time, countless ghosts rushed out of the cloud and attacked with terrifying sounds.

Ying Mutian stepped forward, and a terrible coercion swept out around him: "You lowly things, if you take one step further, you will die!"

The ghosts in the sky really stopped for a moment, and the level suppression from the ghost king made their souls start to tremble.But high-level ghosts don't retreat when they are frightened.

"He has been weakened now! Kill him, whoever kills him will be the new ghost king!"

"Come on!"

Ying Mutian sneered, and the group of ghosts and monsters who moved forward in unison suddenly appeared strange.A small group of ghosts suddenly turned around and bit their companions hard.The scene suddenly became extremely chaotic, with blood, internal organs and carrion falling from the sky.

The beautiful bluestone ground in the yard was stained with all kinds of dirt, and the carefully planted flowers and trees died instantly.

While Jing Huan was unhappy, his brows frowned even more. A beautiful long sword appeared in his hand, and he rushed head-on at a disgusting ghost with several heavy mouths.

The monster screamed, and countless voices sounded around, all saying the most vicious and dark words.This is an extremely powerful ghost. In a normal dungeon, these terrifying words are enough to cause an ordinary person to break down and kill himself, but to Jing Huan, it is just a little noise.

He ignored these voices, charged straight at Li Gui, and pierced the enemy in front of him with his sword.The voice disappeared, but many figures appeared around him, including Ying Mutian and Song Tong, all of whom he was familiar with.These people approached him gently with familiar expressions on their faces.

Without blinking, Jing Huan chopped off the fake Ying Mutian's head with his sword.

The real person who was not far away from him couldn't help but feel a chill in his neck, and said via voice transmission: "Huanhuan, you really don't hesitate at all."

"It's not really you, why hesitate." Jing Huan's eyes were cold, and he wiped off the blood on the sword.The long sword regained its brightness, and there was even a faint golden flame beating on it.

When Ying Mutian was killing the enemy, he secretly admired his lover's heroic appearance, and said happily: "Huanhuan, you are so kind, I love you."

Jing Huan didn't understand why what he just said made Ying Mutian climax again, he responded lightly and continued to attack the enemy.

The surrounding ghosts were stunned by the killing.

"How is it possible! He is just an ordinary human being! Even if that sword is a divine weapon, it cannot be so powerful!"

Jing Huan killed the screaming ghost with a sword, and took a few breaths.

His body is of course just a normal human being, but his memory and mind are not.In addition, the ghosts who are fighting against him are all ghosts who are good at mental attacks. As long as they resist these attacks, they can successfully find the weakness of the ghosts and kill them easily.

In fact, as long as a ghost with a strong physical attack comes along, it can slap him flat, but Ying Mutian blocked all the enemies that threatened him.

The two performed their respective duties, and together with some of Ying Mutian's subordinates mixed in with the enemy, the terrifying number of ghosts did not have the upper hand.After more than an hour of fierce fighting, the number was even cut in half.

But Jing Huan has also reached the limit at this time, different ghosts have different abilities, the surroundings are polluted by them and there is nothing normal, even the ground is full of weird things.

There are wriggling hairs, stumps and severed hands, disgusting scavengers, and more.Even though Jing Huan is well-informed, he can't stand these things anymore.

Ying Mutian burned the messy things on the ground with a black flame, and dragged Jing Huan into the main room.

Many formations to exorcise evil spirits were used on the wall of the main room, and the clean air inside allowed Jing Huan to breathe a sigh of relief.He looked in the middle of the room, there were other people there, Song Tong and a few slightly familiar players fell into a large formation on the ground, and the lines of the formation faintly flashed red like blood.

Jing Huan walked into the formation, helped him up and stuffed the pill.The faces of the people who were originally pale suddenly turned red.

This was something that Jing Huan had discussed with Song Tong and the others before.Several players including Song Tong sacrificed some blood to create an attack formation, which can have a powerful effect when stimulated at important moments.

Ying Mutian stepped forward and said: "Huanhuan, you really counted every step clearly, and you have so many backhands. You guessed that the Emperor of Heaven would set a trick on the player and let me cast the sleeping curse in advance. Even planned after us..."

Jing Huan interrupted him and said, "It's just that I didn't devote all my attention to falling in love." After speaking, he glanced at a certain ghost king who was completely focused on himself.

Ying Mutian didn't mean to be ashamed at all, on the contrary, he was very proud: "With the smart Huanhuan around, I'll be in charge of the fights. Besides, I've worked hard to get all the subordinates I can fit in." .”

Jing Huan cast a helpless glance at the ghost king who did not know when he had become wise, and analyzed: "The Emperor of Heaven can let those players enter so smoothly, which means there is something wrong. He is also a guy who likes to play dirty tricks, so I I just placed a set of insurance on the players. As for Song Tong and the others, I was actually a little surprised. I explained the function and price of this formation to Song Tong. I didn’t expect him to attract so many players. Give your life to Others, these people are quite courageous."

Jing Huan looked at the unconscious players, and at the same time smelled the strong smell of vinegar behind him.

He changed the subject and said, "We can invite Song Tong over for a meal when Mengmeng's full moon banquet is held."

Ying Mutian's face suddenly turned cloudy, and he leaned over to touch Jinghuan's lower abdomen.

Then, the two quickly broke away from the relaxed state and sat in the center of the formation to rest.

The defenses on the wall were being destroyed one by one. Before the two of them could rest for a long time, the house finally couldn't support it and collapsed.There were about [-] remaining ghosts, and they opened their mouths wide open to the two people in the middle of the formation.

Jing Huan opened his eyes, and pressed his palms on the formation.The formation was instantly activated, and terrifying energy swept across the scene.

Jing Huan hid in Ying Mutian's arms and tried hard to observe. This formation was really powerful, and it cut down half of the enemies, but there were still more than a dozen left.

He held Ying Mutian's hand, and said softly, "I can only leave the rest to you. Proceed with caution and save as much energy as possible."

Ying Mutian stood up, watching the enemies in the sky surging with fighting spirit: "Leave it to me."