I became an NPC in Wuxia Paradise

Chapter 92 The player's enemy is the player
"Your Highness!"

Ximen Fengfeng looked a little excited.

Although his lips were swollen from the beating, the sound he made was not exactly what he remembered.

But he could tell his name at a glance, and even called out the slightly familiar word Bengong, he was sure that he was the person he was looking for.

"It's been more than half a month, and it can be regarded as finding the person back!"

Seeing that the person was alive and well, Ximen Fengfeng heaved a sigh of relief, and said respectfully on the surface: "Your Highness, please stay safe and don't be impatient, the final general will save you!"

Reaching into his bosom, he took out a palm-sized note, but it was different from ordinary bank notes, with some golden decorations on it.

"The golden ticket of 500 taels of gold is here, you release it quickly!"

Ximen Chuifeng tossed it with his hand, and the golden ticket flew towards the strong man.

"So your surname is Simon."

The brawny man raised his hand to catch the golden ticket, glanced at it, and made sure it was all right, so he put it into his arms, smiled and said, "What's your full name? If you don't tell me, I won't let you go."

"...Ximen hair blowing."

"Ximen hair blowing?"

Hearing this name, the brawny man was stunned for a moment, then he burst out laughing and said, "Why aren't you called Ximen Chuuxue?"

"Oh, I see. Is it because I was a step too late and was preempted? Haha, I understand. I wanted to call Zhuo Yihang, but I was also preempted."

Ximen Fengfeng was mentioned in pain, and he was concerned about His Highness's safety, so he said angrily: "What nonsense, since you have taken the money, then let him go!"

"What's the hurry, you don't think I'll let him go now, do you?"

Ximen Feng raised his brows and said, "What do you mean, do you want to go back on your word?!"

"I won't go back on my word, but I think you will."

The strong man said calmly: "If I return the person to you now, there are so many of you, how can I possibly leave?"

"What do you want?"

"It's very simple. You wait here for a stick of incense, and then walk west along the official road, and you will see your Highness waiting there intact."

Ximen Fengfeng snorted coldly: "You don't believe me, why do you think I will believe you? Who knows if you ran away with His Highness?"

"Why believe me?"

The corner of the strong man's mouth raised an arc, and said: "It's very simple, your important Highness is in my hands, you have no choice!"

"you!"

Looking at the other party's appearance, Ximen Fengfeng knew that he was mocking what he said just now, and he was so angry in his heart.

But what else can he say?
What the other party said was correct, as long as His Highness was in his hands, he would be a stalker and couldn't do anything.

It is only his fault that he was a little anxious before. If he could see that there was something wrong with this person, but pretended not to know it on the surface, and followed him secretly before looking for an opportunity to make a move, he would definitely not be so passive now.

Seeing that Ximen Hairy seems to be retreating according to the strong man's request, the person called His Highness hurriedly said:
"Ximen, don't listen to him, this man is a liar! If you let him go, you will definitely take me to Qin to exchange money!"

"As the royal family of the Zhao Kingdom, I absolutely cannot allow myself to suffer such humiliation. If they all die, they will also die in the land of my homeland... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Suddenly, with a scream, one of his arms was removed by the strong man.

He was usually a pampered person, but after experiencing such pain, he immediately turned pale and screamed in pain.

"My patience is not very good."

The brawny man kicked at the royal family of Zhao State, and stepped on the opponent's left knee with his right foot. He felt that the man's cry of pain was too harsh and noisy, so he clicked his Ya point.

Looking up at Ximen Fengfeng, whose eyes were burning but he didn't dare to come up, he said:
"Ximen Hairy, get out of the way and do as I say! Otherwise, it's not as simple as just taking off his arm, I'll crush his leg to the point where it can't be recovered!"

"Even if you rescue him back at that time, the emperor of the Zhao Kingdom knows that you killed his favorite Eighth Prince, who has become disabled with broken arms and legs. How will you be treated?"

"The avatar on the arrest document, I'm afraid it will be replaced by yours?"

"Believe me, you may still get a complete His Highness. If you don't believe me, there is only one outcome. You know what to choose, right?"

"...You'd better not break your promise! Otherwise, my life will be difficult, and you will not be able to!"

After Ximen Fengfeng dropped this sentence, he waved his hand to dispel the Zhao soldiers who surrounded him, and he himself stepped aside to make way.

"Hey, that's right. Don't worry, they are all the same kind of people, and I won't make things difficult for you. Remember to find someone after a stick of incense.

The strong man picked up his life-saving talisman, staring at Ximen Fengfeng's move, while walking west.

But after walking a few steps, when his eyes slid over the sword in Ximen Fengfeng's hand, his heart moved, he stopped and said:
"Ximen blowing hair, throw your sword over here."

"what?!"

Ximen Chuifeng's expression changed drastically. He heard what the other party meant. He wanted his beloved sword!

He already felt aggrieved, but now coupled with his anger, he could no longer hold back.

Taking a deep breath, he barely suppressed the impulse, looked at the strong man's voice and said coldly: "Since you have all the money, then hurry up and let him go!"

"I advise you not to deceive others too much!"

"Hmph, the chip is in my hand, so what if I bully you?"

The strong man didn't care about Ximen's attitude at all.

Just like the shopkeeper of the inn just now, because of his carelessness, the other party took advantage of him, and that was not what he said.

Now that Ximen Fengfeng's weakness is in his hands, wouldn't it be too bad if he didn't take the opportunity to get the special sword made by Paradise?

Ximen Fengfeng didn't speak or move, but judging from his slightly trembling body, he was already out of breath.

The special weapons provided by the park can be obtained either by own krypton gold, or by robbing other players in the park.

It's just that almost all the players in this paradise are members of the natural faction, which means that not even one in a thousand people can have the capital to get weapons.

As a paradise that can accommodate [-] players at a time, this means that the number of special weapons is only around [-].

Coupled with the huge map of the entire paradise, other NPCs can also use this special weapon. The concept of a hundred is like a silver needle falling into the ocean.

Meeting an owner is a matter of luck.

In the past, because of the task, and because I cared about my current status, I have been forbearing.

It is too much to even want his favorite sword now.

You can do other tasks, and you can regain your identity, but it's hard to say about the special sword made by Paradise.

Lost, maybe he will never get it again.

"What are you doing in a daze, quickly throw the sword over to me!"

The strong man urged.

He has never used a weapon that requires krypton gold to obtain.

"Okay, I'll give it! But it depends on your life..."

Ximen Hairy was halfway speaking, when suddenly, a drunken voice interrupted him.

"There are so many people, it's so lively. What are you guys doing? A martial arts competition? Can I join in too?"

A bearded man was holding a wine jug in his hand, his face was reddish, he was smiling and came towards Ximen Fengfeng and the strong man.

It was just that he was drunk, and he was a little unsteady on his feet, swaying as if he might fall down at any moment.

This man's behavior was so weird that the strong man and Ximen Fengfeng couldn't help but look at it.

However, after discovering that the person was just an NPC, most of the vigilance raised in their hearts disappeared, and they refocused on each other.

In this paradise, the enemies players need to worry about are other players, followed by NPCs.

(End of this chapter)