Heartthrobs engage in bosses in escape games [Unlimited Streaming]

"You can't promise him, be careful of fraud!"

Mu Chenlong yelled, with a solemn expression on his face, he would not despise this little man-eating monster just because he looked young.

Zhou Zeyan was still remembering the hatred of the little boy for tearing skin, so he snorted, pinched a sharp blade with two fingers, held it slowly in front of his chest, and said coldly: "Little brat, if I cut off your flesh piece by piece, , I don't believe you can hold back."

With a smile on his face, the little boy stared at Yan Shaoqing's fair neck salivatingly, unmoved by Zhou Zeyan's harsh threats.

He is not afraid of any pain, the violent fall just now is the best proof.

Yan Shaoqing stared at the boy's direction without changing his expression, meditated for two seconds, rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, exposing half of his smooth forearm, and leaned towards him slightly.

Such a move is obviously a tacit consent.

The little boy showed ecstasy, his lips parted slightly, his green eyes were like a hungry wolf that had been out of food for a long time, and he rushed towards Yan Shaoqing's protruding forearm, as if he was about to bite it off.

At this moment, Yan Shaoqing quickly retracted his arm, slowly and methodically pulled down the half-raised sleeve, and said to the little boy, "Answer my question first, otherwise we won't talk about it."

If it's just a simple bite, it doesn't matter to the player at all. I'm afraid that this little kid is hiding something tricky. He must preemptively strike and take the initiative.

Originally, the little boy could barely endure the food before it was served, but now that all the appetizing delicacies are brought out, but they are withdrawn before the next mouthful, this feeling is very uncomfortable.

"Ask, ask quickly." The little boy stomped his feet anxiously, swallowing his saliva and urged, "I can't wait to taste your taste."

He turned his eyes suddenly, turned his head slightly, looked at Yan Shaoqing with the innocent eyes of a child, laughed twice, and said meaningfully: "But you can't deceive me just because I am a child, otherwise I will But it will be very angry."

Yan Shaoqing looked directly at this greedy and treacherous brat, a thick black mist condensed in the other's green pupils, which made people feel a little creepy.

The little boy was in a hurry, but Yan Shaoqing didn't act in a hurry.

Ryan, the loyal dog, was left outside the door to let the wind out. Since he was resurrected from the dead, it is no longer subject to the physical restriction of one meter between the guardian spirit and the host.

The terrain of Hanging Coffin Village is hilly, the bamboo building is at the lowest point on the east edge of the village, and these houses are built near the center.

Ryan stood on a crooked-neck tree with all its branches and leaves missing, looking down from a height, he could see the scene a hundred meters away.

If it is found that the villagers are returning from the bamboo building, they will immediately call three times as a warning.

Yan Shaoqing pulled out a dusty wooden stool from the dining table next to him, patted the dust on it with his sleeves, sat down leisurely, put one hand on the table, and calmly asked the little boy softly Said: "You just said that you ate the meat of Master Jin Chan, what happened?"

"Eat it, eat it." The little boy said indifferently.

He wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth with his sleeves, bounced up to Yan Shaoqing, supported the table with his two tender hands, and climbed onto the one-meter-high table with his tiptoes.

The little boy crawled towards Yan Shaoqing's direction in an animal-like crawling posture, his eyes were at the same level as the other's, and his two restless little hands moved along the tabletop to Yan Shaoqing's arm resting on the table, his eyes dim He smiled and said, "Not only I ate it, but everyone in the village ate it. The taste is really delicious."

Yan Shaoqing had already noticed the boy's small movements, and he removed his hands from the table as if nothing had happened, put them on his knees, and continued to ask: "Master Jin Chan helped the Hanging Coffin Village to seal the Millennium Corpse King. It stands to reason that it should be your big brother." Benefactor, why do you want to eat him?"

The little boy lay on the edge of the table hopelessly, clicked his tongue regretfully, and cursed angrily: "Benefactor? What kind of benefactor? He is obviously a disaster. That's what the adults in the village say. Originally, several people died and the thousand-year corpse Wang vented his anger and returned the coins, and the matter was over. If it wasn’t for his low mana but insisting on meddling in other people’s affairs, Hanging Coffin Village wouldn’t have fallen under the vicious curse of the Millennium Corpse King.”

"After the curse took effect, except for Mage Jin Chan, everyone's bodies began to fester a little bit." The little boy's face sank when he thought of the tragedy at that time. It festered until it almost died. Master Jin Chan couldn't bear it, so he cut a piece of meat from his body and fed it to me, and I was healed miraculously. People in the village knew at that time that only by eating the meat of Master Jin Chan, Only then can we get rid of the curse left by the millennium corpse king. Since his hypocrisy and evil deeds caused such evil results, he should be responsible to the end. Therefore, everyone took advantage of the serious injury of Master Jin Chan to cut him into pieces and share the meat."

The little boy moved his tongue, recalling the delicacy at that time, and smiled happily: "Sacrificing one of him can save the whole village, isn't it worth it?"

"It's just that his flesh seems to have the effect of immortality. Since then, everyone's time seems to be fixed, and they can never grow again."

The boy fiddled with his fleshy little hands, and estimated the distance between his arms. It was too short, and couldn't reach Yan Shaoqing's alluring neck.

He couldn't help frowning. He was ten years old ten years ago, and he doesn't look any older now, especially his height. In a sense, he has fallen into another curse.

Yan Shaoqing combined the words of the millennium corpse king and the little boy, and the cause and effect of the matter was also straightened out a lot.

No wonder the thousand-year-old corpse king's curse didn't seem to take effect on the surface. It turned out that the villagers of Xuancoffin Village continued their lives by eating the meat of the golden cicada mage.

But that doesn't make any sense.

Yan Shaoqing looked sideways out of the window, and saw that the Jinchan Temple stood at the highest point in the center of the village, resplendent and dazzling under the sunlight.

He thought of the existence in the temple that was neither human nor ghost, which made the village head both awed and afraid, and asked suspiciously: "Since you hate Master Jinchan so much, why did you build a Jinchan temple to worship?"

"That temple..." The little boy paused meaningfully, "It was built within two days after Master Jin Chan's death. After all, it is not a good way to die, and it is easy to become a ghost with hostility, especially in the This kind of ghostly place. Of course, the temple was built to appease people's hearts and resolve Master Jin Chan's resentment."

The little boy sneered, "But that sorcerer is also stupid. After death, he turned into a ferocious ghost and wandered around the temple, but he regarded himself as a living Buddha and god, and even used his remaining mana to help the villagers rebirth after death. But his mana is limited. For the survival of the vast majority of people, only a few people can be selected to be buried in the corpse lake, and those people will become human-eating ghosts because of the curse after death."

Yan Shaoqing remembered that the Millennium Corpse King once said that the decapitated ghouls were not created because of the curse he left behind, if they were not lying, there were other reasons.

He stared and thought for a while, then asked the question he was most concerned about, "Where are the corpses of Master Jin Chan and the thousand-year-old corpse king buried?"

"This all happened ten years ago. The Hanging Coffin Village is so big, how could I remember where a mere corpse was buried?" There are enough questions about it, should I have a taste first, maybe I will remember it when I am happy."

Yan Shaoqing hesitated for a moment, then raised his left hand and placed it on the table, while his right hand took out the Yan Hun dagger from the system space and hid it between his sleeves, ready to strike at any time.

When the little boy saw the delicious food, he jumped up like a little beast out of control, pulled up Yan Shaoqing's sleeves, opened his small mouth and gnawed on it with his fine milky white teeth.

The bite was not heavy, and the pain Yan Shaoqing imagined did not come, instead, there was a strange itching, numb feeling on the sensitive and delicate skin.

"It's so sweet." The boy lightly gnawed on Yan Shaoqing's arm with his teeth, and even sucked twice like sucking on a pacifier. Licking it back and forth, he smiled very satisfied, "Little brother, why are you so delicious, even more delicious than Master Jinchan's meat, is it made of honey?"

Yan Shaoqing couldn't help but get goose bumps because of the other party's unexpected nasty behavior.

He promised the little boy to bite on his arm, but he didn't let him lick his tongue like Ryan.

Thinking that although this child looked like a seven-year-old child on the surface, but inside he was a 20-year-old boy, Yan Shaoqing felt a chill in his heart.

He was about to withdraw his hand, but the little boy suddenly exerted force, his hands turned into diamond iron hoops, tightly clamping his arm.

"Little brother, don't worry." The boy's pupils turned black, and a strange smile appeared on the upturned corner of his mouth. He looked at the blood flowing between Yan Shaoqing's neck with fiery eyes, and his childish voice became low and depressing, "How about you?" It’s not easy to come across such a delicacy in the world, please do me a favor and let me taste two more bites.”

Mu Chenlong and Zhou Zeyan, who were guarding the side, immediately realized that the situation was wrong, quickly took out their personal weapons, and aimed at the vital points of the little boy's body, ready to go.

Yan Shaoqing also secretly clenched the handle of Yan Hun's dagger, raised his right hand slightly, and just waited for the little boy to make any trouble, and then he ended up with the knife.

The black mist in the little boy's eyes became more and more dense, and even the surrounding whites were gradually dyed pure black.

He suddenly let go, bowed and jumped up, like a cunning rabbit, his open lips went straight to Yan Shaoqing's slender and charming neck.

"boom!"

Before the three of them could make a move, the little boy seemed to have hit an invisible barrier, bounced his body backwards, rolled over several times on the table, and fell to the ground with a "plop" miserably.

A silver light appeared in the room, and a tall translucent figure gradually appeared in front of Yan Shaoqing.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Deerrice1

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