Heartthrobs engage in bosses in escape games [Unlimited Streaming]

Although the silver coin inhabited by the ghost of the thousand-year-old corpse king cannot be moved, Yan Shaoqing specifically asked about it. If other silver coins are stained with the blood of the corpse, the soul can also be returned to the body. It just so happens that he has an extra silver coin from Jiang Nali. .

Zhang Wenjie's eyes lit up, and he said hastily: "When I was exploring in the village, I found an abandoned blacksmith's shop. There happened to be a furnace for smelting metal inside, and it seemed to be in normal use."

Under the guidance of Zhang Wenjie, Yan Shaoqing quickly found the blacksmith's shop. There were some golden and silver metal residues dripping from the room.

"These silver plating should have a strengthening effect on the surface of the weapon, you can try it too." Yan Shaoqing said to everyone.

The reason why the pig grass knife in the village head's hand can work wonders is because of this. He doesn't need any help from other players, he just needs a good weapon to protect himself.

The weapons in the game are special props, which are not easy to get.

At the beginning, some players were reluctant, but when they saw that only the weapons below B-level were plated with this layer of silver, each of them became indestructible, and the strength was almost as strong as S-level. Players took out their weapons one after another, and some even even Secretly plated several.

Everyone spent a lot of effort to plate all the melted silver coins on their personal weapons.

Mu Chenlong had experience in forging iron, and he put in a lot of effort during it, and was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

"It's all done." Mu Chenlong was quite proud, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and asked, "When shall we do it?"

Yan Shaoqing looked up at the sky, the sun had already fallen to the horizon, and it would soon be dark.

"Ghosts' abilities will be enhanced at night, we will go again tomorrow morning, the chances of winning will be higher." Yan Shaoqing looked at Mu Chenlong who looked tired, "And you have consumed too much, take a good rest tonight, Get enough energy. Anyway, there is no time limit for this copy of the game, so don’t be in a hurry.”

Mu Chenlong has thick skin and blood, and is Yan Shaoqing's ideal meat shield, so of course he must keep it in top condition.

Hearing that Yan Shaoqing cared about him so much, Mu Chenlong was very moved. Sure enough, no matter what time it was, he was the person Yan Shaoqing missed most in his heart.

No matter how many rivals there are, his position as the main palace is unshakable.

After finishing everything, Yan Shaoqing returned to the bamboo building with the others.

The players from the Jin Chan camp had already returned and gathered around the living room, looking wary of them.

After working hard all day, Yan Shaoqing was also a little tired, so he didn't stay on the first floor, and went straight to the room on the second floor.

The village head specifically reminded him to lock the door tonight, because he always felt that something bad was going to happen.

But with the thousand-year-old corpse king, the surveillance freak, taking the place of the weak and pitiful Ryan, Yan Shaoqing didn't need to worry at all. He threw himself on the bed, wrapped himself in the quilt, and fell asleep comfortably.

When he slept until midnight, Yan Shaoqing was awakened from his sleep again.

Just like last night, the window beside the bed was already open, and the cold evening wind was blowing on his face, carrying a faint fishy smell of lake water.

The faint sound of breathing appeared behind his ears, and the weak air flow slowly flowed between his neck, like feathers passing gently.

Yan Shaoqing's heart tightened, and he immediately got up and turned his head to look. The man with six hands was not lying sneakily behind him as expected, and there was no one on the spacious big bed except himself.

The skin on the back of the neck still had an unpleasant smell, but the culprit disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yan Shaoqing checked the room vigilantly by the pale moonlight cast in from the window. There was no sign of anyone else in the room, not even the millennium corpse king living in the silver coin. Could it be that he was too sensitive? Misunderstanding?

He walked to the window with cautious steps and glanced out of the window. There was silence outside the window, the decapitated ghoul was still dormant quietly, and the lake in the distance was dark and lifeless in the night.

Yan Shaoqing raised his hand to close the window, only to find that the rusted metal latch was a little loose, and the wind outside could easily blow the dilapidated window open.

Although the bolt looks like natural aging, it has some suspicious signs of external damage.

Yan Shaoqing pretended not to notice, left the half-open window and went back to the bed, sat back on the bed and covered the quilt again, took the Yan Soul dagger out of the system space, and quietly hid it under the quilt.

He lay down slowly on the bed, but his upward gaze suddenly met a familiar smiling face.

At this moment, the man with six hands was lying face down on the ceiling directly above the bed, and the four golden arms were bent backwards, clinging tightly like suction cups.

The corner of the man's mouth was raised high, with a strong smile, and the moment he met Yan Shaoqing's eyes, he let go of his hand holding the ceiling, and his tall and strong body fell quickly downward under the force of gravity.

Yan Shaoqing's heart tightened suddenly, and he immediately stood up Yan Hun's dagger hidden under the thin quilt. At this falling speed, the other party might be pierced through with the quilt.

This time, he didn't take the initiative to attack the man. It was because the man insisted on jumping down from a high place and bumping into the knife point.

Seeing that the six-armed man was about to smash into Yan Shaoqing's chest, he had an intimate collision with him, but when the distance between the two was less than half an inch, a silver light flashed around Yan Shaoqing's body. However, in an instant, the six-armed man was bounced several meters away.

A translucent human figure gradually emerged in front of Yan Shaoqing's bed, and the thousand-year-old corpse king stood with his hands behind his back, staring coldly at the six-armed man in front of him.

"cut."

The six-handed man stood firm, and let out a cold snort of annoyance and disdain. His dark eyes, which could cut people into pieces, also fell on the thousand-year-old corpse king.

Yan Shaoqing got off the bed, stood on the right side of the thousand-year corpse king, glanced at the six-handed man in the distance with a little disgust, and said in a very calm tone: "Why are you here again?"

The six-handed man was counted by Yan Shao, his eyes turned away immediately, and he announced loudly with a smile all over his eyes: "My dear, I am the boyfriend who wants to spend the spring night with you. The moonlight is just right tonight. I won't come to you. Who else can come to you?"

These affectionate words were obviously deliberately provoking the Millennium Corpse King, so as to avenge the revenge of being thrown away when he almost embraced the beauty just now.

"Is a brat like you worthy?"

The Millennium Corpse King glanced up and down at the six-handed man, his contemptuous eyes were undisguised.

That thing didn't even have a complete human form, and it still had the same disgusting aura as Master Jin Chan.

What annoyed the Millennium Corpse King the most was that both the mage Jin Chan who snatched his body and the six-handed man in front of him seemed to have ulterior motives for Yan Shaoqing, and they frequently resorted to tricks, making it impossible to guard against.

The six-handed man sneered back at the words of the thousand-year-old corpse king, and sarcastically raised his eyebrows: "Whether I am worthy or not, it doesn't matter if you, an outsider, say it."

To Yan Shaoqing, the Millennium Corpse King is indeed just an outsider who has nothing to do with him, but these six-handed men are obviously just wishful thinking. From an emotional point of view, no one is superior to the other.

The winner is king, and who will win in the end can only be determined by force.

The Millennium Corpse King secretly sneered, and was about to attack the enemy directly, but Yan Shaoqing spoke first.

"I don't like frivolous men who always climb onto the bed in the middle of the night." Yan Shaoqing looked at the six-handed man, touched the back of Yu Liang's neck with his fingers, and said in a cold voice.

"Honey, you've misunderstood me." The six-handed man flapped his wings slightly, smiled instead of worrying, and his playful eyes fell on the thousand-year-old corpse king, "The disciple who crawled on your bedside tonight It’s not me. If I hadn’t broken in through the window and just interrupted the man’s evil thoughts, I don’t know what shameful things he would do.”

Although the six-handed man didn't say who this apprentice was, the expression in his eyes was already obvious.

Yan Shaoqing understood immediately, and stepped back, slightly distanced himself from the Thousand Year Corpse King.

No wonder someone sneaked onto his bed, and the thousand-year-old corpse king who kept watch at night didn't give any warning. He thought it was the other party's carelessness, but it turned out that he was guarding himself.

The millennium corpse king's long-planned beautiful event was destroyed by the six-handed man, and exposed in public. Seeing Yan Shaoqing's detached and guarded appearance, he felt very annoyed.

Strong resentment condensed in the hands of the thousand-year-old corpse king, and the forearm that turned into a sharp sword slashed towards the top of the six-handed man's head without warning.

His mistake was that he acted too late. If he had shut up the six-handed man earlier, the yellow pot would have been thrown out naturally.

The six-handed man reacted quickly, and dodged sideways the moment the thousand-year-old corpse king attacked. The four arms formed by the golden light transformed into knives, spears, axes and halberds in the blink of an eye, and greeted the thousand-year-old corpse king one after another.

The two ghosts fought fiercely in the house, and the intertwined figures were as fast as lightning. Wherever they passed on the way, even the fragile wooden furniture was damaged and scattered to pieces.

The golden knife light and the silver sword shadow flickered, making people dazzled.

Although the attack of the Millennium Corpse King and the six-handed man was powerful, the two ghosts avoided Yan Shaoqing's position quite tacitly, as if they had discussed it in advance.

In less than a minute, the room on the second floor had turned into a mess.

The bamboo building was originally made of ordinary bamboo, and it was not very strong. Under another slash by the thousand-year-old corpse king, it broke from the middle and collapsed precariously.

A good viewing room was half-covered in the blink of an eye and turned into an open-air viewing platform.

The players on the first floor were all guarding against the decapitated ghoul in the hut, but saw a huge black shadow falling from above, making a loud "bang".

Everyone looked out of the window in shock, and was dumbfounded at once. That thing was actually a roof made of bamboo.

This player named Yanqing is too crazy. He violently demolished the houses and the Jinchan Temple during the day, and then demolished the bamboo building at night. Maybe he wants to destroy the entire copy of the game?