Ah? Yes, this is a game. What are you afraid of in the game? I am such an idiot... Thinking of this, Nan Ke Yimeng relaxed all over and thought about it with interest. If an NPC was playing a joke on him, he would not be fooled.

Are they laughing so hard? Well... this might be a reality show in a game, maybe there are millions of people watching me in front of the screen.

Thinking of this, Nan Ke Yimeng felt that his body was back. He straightened his clothes out of boredom and smiled into the empty darkness. It was as if he was facing the camera and being interviewed by a group of reporters. Well, he should

Say something?

"Ahem..."

Regarding his own entertainment, Nan Ke Yimeng seemed to feel a little bored and had a stomach ache. After coughing a few times, he once again activated the fighting energy of the two swords in his hands. The surroundings lit up instantly, and there was no wind at all in the secret room.

There are still a few stone walls, but not a single ghost. Come on, there are no ghosts in this world!

"well……"

A sigh sounded again behind Nan Ke Yimeng.

Humph, you still dare to pretend to be a ghost? Nanke didn't even look at Yimeng, and leaned back as hard as he could.

"Fuck!" Nan Ke Yimeng hit the wall hard, and his back hurt.

But this is okay. Now Nan Ke Yimeng has his back against the wall and his eyes can see every corner of the secret room. He wants to see where the ghost will appear from this time and where he will sigh. Behind him is the cold stone wall, but

Nan Ke Yimeng clearly felt that someone was poking his back with a finger... This was a strange feeling. Although he was already pressed against the wall, he still felt that someone was poking himself with a finger...

Nanke quietly took a small step forward without moving, leaving a gap behind him.

The fingers were still poking him... Nan Ke Yimeng suddenly turned around and quickly grabbed his right hand from his left armpit. As he turned around, he suddenly grabbed a hand. Huh, I have caught you! Nan Ke Yimeng couldn't help but look back proudly.

Looking over, he saw a hand sticking out from the wall, a man's hand, and this hand was being held firmly by him.

"Come out!" Nan Ke Yimeng pulled hard, but his hand didn't move at all.

"Hmm? Are you still trying to compete with me?"

Nan Ke Yimeng quickly turned around, grabbed the thing's arm with both hands, pushed his legs on the wall, and pulled with all his strength.

"I... Come on, come on!" In this place, Nan Ke Yimeng didn't need to pay attention to his image. With a shout, he fell heavily to the ground, and the man was finally pulled out and pressed hard on him.

.

Nan Ke Yimeng didn't wait for him to react, turned around and sat on him. In a bad mood, he immediately swung his fist as big as a casserole and smashed it down... Ahem, it's not that big actually!

"I told you to pretend to be a god, to play ghosts, to scare me, to play wall-walking..."

"Ouch... Ouch! Stop fighting, stop fighting! I'm really a ghost, I'm not pretending!" The man covered his face with his hands.

Nan Ke Yimeng was tired of beating and stood up. He saw the man lying on the ground wearing a black robe and cloak, covering his face with his hands. When Nan Ke Yimeng stopped beating, he moved his hands away with a smile on his face.

Wearing a dark mask, he said to Nan Ke Yimeng: "I am really a ghost, don't think I can't beat you, I don't want to do it, I'm here to save you!"

"You think I will believe your lies!" Seeing the man trembling on the ground, Nan Ke Yimeng kicked him twice, and several footprints instantly appeared on his black robe.

"Huh~ I finally feel better... Ahem. Help me? Help me, why are you sighing? Help me, who are you scaring!"

"I didn't sigh. I just rushed over and stretched out my hand to touch it, and you dragged me in!"

"If you dare to quibble, I'll get you beaten!"

After thinking about it, no one knew what he was doing in this damn place anyway, so Nan Ke Yimeng continued to beat him.

"well……"

Just when he was having a great time fighting, another sigh appeared in the secret room.

"Look, it's not me," the man said hurriedly.

"You actually have an accomplice?" Nan Ke Yimeng did not stop beating him.

"It's unfair. I came here alone. I don't have any accomplices!" he yelled while blocking.

"You said you are a ghost, prove it." Nan Ke Yimeng stopped and said.

He slowly took off his mask. Under the mask was a skeleton. Well, this guy is from the undead race and belongs to the Yehui camp. Although he saw many monsters in Ulin Vidal's haunted house,

After all, there were still some minced meat hanging on his body. Looking at the smooth and shiny bald skull in front of him, Nan Ke Yimeng smiled and took a few photos. The sound was quite crisp!

"Oh! So you are a devil like me. You should have told me earlier!" Nan Ke Yimeng sat down.

The skeleton took out a cigarette from the package without tears, "I wanted to tell you earlier, but you kept beating me... would you like one?"

"Ahem..."

Nan Ke Yimeng's old face turned red. He coughed twice and refused the skeleton's cigarette. Although there are tobacco and alcohol in the game, I heard that smoking is as harmful as in reality. I don't know what the specific harm is. In short, Nan Ke Yimeng is

A motivated young man who doesn’t smoke or drink!

"Well... I'm not a player. In fact, I'm an NPC from Ye Hui's camp as you call me. Moreover, I'm the Black Knight of the First Black Knight Vanguard under the command of Storm Lord Deseo and Lord Sauron, the Lord of Death Sacrifice City.

Wing Legion, the captain of the first team under Sir Sisi, Stone Rexton Bluefeller S..."

"Oh, Stonerecton. Hello, my name is Nan Keyimeng."

"I've admired you for a long time. I heard that you are quite familiar with Lord Storm..."

Nan Ke Yimeng glanced at this little skeleton in amazement. This guy was really the legendary shameless person seeking advancement. He knew it tacitly!

After grabbing Stone Rexton and asking questions, Nan Ke Yimeng couldn't find out the reason. He only knew that this area seemed to belong to the junction of the Guangyao camp and the Yehui camp - Lan Maple City.

Although the little skeleton is a demon, he is also a member of the Yehui camp. As mentioned before, Nan Ke Yimeng asked a lot of things, but unfortunately he only talked about things about the Yehui camp and had no interest in the things about the Guangyao camp and the Demon Dragon Domain.

No idea. He only said that he was ordered to pick up Nan Ke Yimeng, because he had been a jailer in Lanfeng City, a ghost place, and was familiar with it. He didn't know anything else, after all, he had been dead for hundreds of years.

"Hmm... well, I believe you for the time being. Tell me, do you have any good way to save me?" Nan Ke Yimeng glanced at the little skull. The little skull put on his mask again. The color was quite good.

It shouldn't be some low-level equipment.

The little skeleton stretched out a snow-white bone hand from under the black robe, touched his masked chin, and said: "Actually, I am a warlock, and I was a specialized teleporter during my lifetime. It's just that I have been dead for so long.

I can't guarantee whether my teleportation ability will be affected..."

"It doesn't matter, I'm not afraid of death."

"Then let's go now!" Hearing Nan Ke Yimeng's answer, the little skull looked at him sincerely... Well, the magic runes on the little skull's mask are indeed quite sincere!

Nan Ke Yimeng nodded, and the little skeleton threw the half-smoked cigarette to the ground, pulled Nan Ke Yimeng up, and chanted some complicated magic spells in the air. Immediately, Nan Ke Yimeng felt a very bright blue light flashing in front of his eyes,

He only felt a familiar feeling when using the Return Magic Stone, and he was teleported out...

"Fortunately, I didn't stay in this damn place for too long!"

Nan Ke Yimeng thought to himself: If he stayed in this empty darkness for ten days and a half, he would definitely go berserk!

The little skeleton looked at the empty surroundings and stepped into the portal he opened.

Just after they left, the cigarette butts on the ground slowly floated up in the dark prison. As soon as the cigarette butts lit up, you could see from the faint firelight an old man with long hair and beard dragged to the ground, enjoying the small skull throw.

The half cigarette that fell.

"well……"

The old man blew out a few smoke rings and sighed slowly.

…

"Huh? Where am I?" This was the first thing Nan Ke Yimeng said after he changed from the feeling of emptiness during teleportation to being down to earth.

Nan Ke Yimeng moved a little, trying to get up and take a good look at the surrounding environment. Unexpectedly, he felt severe pain just after he made this movement. It was obvious that Nan Ke Yimeng could feel that all the bones in his body were broken. At this time, Nan Ke Yimeng started from

I felt a strong pain in my body.

My short-sighted eyes were very hazy, but Nan Ke Yimeng could vaguely see that there was a cliff above his head. On the edge of the cliff, he seemed to see a black spot. If he guessed correctly, it was probably a small skeleton wearing a black robe...

This guy's teleportation ability has been affected, but it won't go to the cliff!!

Thinking of this, Nan Ke Yimeng felt like he was furious. First, he was imprisoned in a prison-like place for no apparent reason. After being frightened by the little skeleton, he finally escaped from prison, only to encounter such a cheating thing again!

Nan Ke Yimeng moved his hand, but his left arm was also broken. He glanced at the nearly broken Cold Corpse Sword on the ground and the broken poisonous spider blade... Fortunately, the Cold Corpse Sword on his right arm seemed to block him.

Despite the impact, his right hand was intact, not even a little bit of skin trauma. Nan Ke Yimeng waved his right arm and checked those parts of the body, but no matter which part of the body his right arm touched, it hurt.

sharp.

"What can we do?" Nan Ke Yimeng said to himself helplessly: "That damn skeleton... seems to be hurting everywhere in the body, md, every bone is probably broken."

"Sigh... It would be nice if there was a dusty bandage at this time?"

Nan Ke Yimeng misses Chen Chen's bandage a little, that thing is as awesome as the black jade intermittent ointment in martial arts!

However, just as Nan Ke Yimeng's sighing voice had just fallen, a loud and powerful laughter came from his ears: "Hahahaha... Boy, you fell from such a high place and still didn't die? Even if I

I picked you up out of mercy, but your life is still long enough!"

"Is there someone around me?" Nan Ke Yimeng was shocked when he heard the voice, but soon, he collapsed helplessly. So what if there was someone? No matter who is beside him now, even if it is a man with a wooden knife

Little brat, don’t you have no ability to resist?

Holding back the thought that if he was barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, he would drop three levels and be resurrected in the cemetery, Nan Ke Yimeng responded to the voice and said: "Hahahaha... Of course my life is very big, but I don't know who is hiding in the dark.

Are you talking to me? Uh-huh?"

After hearing Nan Ke Yimeng's words, the voice became obviously angry: "You say I am a coward? Boy, do you believe that no matter how life-threatening you are, I can still let you go down to the Huangquan Road?"

Nan Ke Yimeng raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of the sound, because Nan Ke Yimeng's head and neck did not suffer any damage, which was one of the reasons why he was still alive.

A deaf-deaf head appeared in Nan Ke Yimeng's sight, and he was a little surprised. What surprised him was not that the other party was dressed like a savage, nor was he surprised that the other party was wrapped in iron chains and trapped on a big stone ball. He was surprised.
Chapter completed!