The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

On an ordinary day, an ordinary auction, after showing the invitation card, the visitor can take a special boat all the way to the island where the auction is located.

This is a very ordinary island within the Seven Star Island. The island is full of peach blossoms. Unfortunately, the peach blossom trees are all bare at the moment.

The reason why this small island became the auction site is that it is the official 'not for sale' land. No player will rashly wander on someone else's site, so such gatherings will be chosen in an absolutely neutral official place of origin.

All buildings in the auction are rented, and no one can use their own ghost cards.

Ren Yifei also came over knowing this.

Ren Yifei's hair was tied with a bamboo-blue hairband, and he was wearing a very low-key dark-colored formal suit with a thin cashmere coat over it.

However, when he got to the location, he realized that in the corner of the barren, normal is abnormal.

Among a group of players in fancy clothes, he was the only moth among the flowers and butterflies wearing a cashmere coat, so eye-catching.

He silently raised the scarf to cover the lower half of his face, and pulled down his hat. His tall and straight body shrank a little, his steps slowed down, his head bowed, and he got on without a word, with an "ordinary" aura lingering on his body. a small boat.

The shore was still lively and lively, and the others just gave him a strange look.

"Who is that?"

"I don't know, someone's invitation card should be rubbed off."

All the way to the shore in such an ordinary and mediocre way, bypassing the people who greeted each other, and entering the auction exhibition hall.

Yes, before the auction starts, the items to be auctioned will appear in this special exhibition hall, and there are special commentators in front of each booth for visitors to learn about the auction items.

This auction was organized by the North Island Alliance, and these people are naturally from this faction.

At the same time, on the top of the auction hall, there is a beauty contest, all of them are beautiful men and women, of all types.

This was only known to Ren Yifei after he came. The staff warmly invited him to see it, and handed him a booklet with information on those handsome men and women.

Ren Yifei refused to go up, he would rather read a book in the pantry in the corner.

Think on your knees and know what these beauty pageants are all about. Probably just like a beauty pageant in a certain era and somewhere, it is nicknamed 'the power and the concubine'.

When Ren Yifei was hiding, the auction was boiling over because of the presence of an important person.

It's not Saman, Saman was originally a black-and-white second-in-command in East Star City, and he was also ranked in the top 30. He belonged to the type that the lower-level people looked up to and the upper-level players disapproved of, and did not have the ability to make this auction boil.

It was Chen Shen, the most powerful person in Wuwanghai.

She was in her early thirties, a mature woman with wavy black hair. She is like a gun wrapped in red crocodile skin, with a flamboyant charm that coexists with strength and beauty.

If it weren't for this sister who only loves beautiful women, I don't know how many men would kneel under her boots.

Seeing her, everyone felt honored and puzzled: How could she come to such a small auction?

Chen Shen did not explain, she walked directly towards the auction, and a group of people rushed in with her.

There were only a few people sitting in the auction hall, which was large enough to accommodate thousands of people.

"Long time no see, Qianmian."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked again, is it coming? Why didn't they find out at all?

A thousand years of joy, an elegant man full of mature masculine charm, he came alone. At least there was no one in the seat next to him.

"Why don't you let someone tell me when you're here, so I can do some friendship with the landlord." Chen Shen sat down next to him with a smile.

Nian Tianxi smiled slightly: "I just walked around, I didn't want to disturb Miss Chen."

Chen Shen nodded and instructed casually, "Whatever Mr. Nian likes in a while will be free of charge."

"Yes, Confederate."

Forgot to mention that Chen Shen is the leader of the North Island Alliance, and this is a small auction under her umbrella.

In such a small auction, just one thing can make ordinary players go bankrupt. But for her, it was a drop in the bucket, so she gave her a favor directly and generously.

But she wanted Nian Tianxi's favor, but Nian Tianxi didn't want to owe it, so she refused with a smile: "How can a beautiful lady like Miss Chen pay?"

Chen Shen was about to speak, but her subordinates came over and didn't know what to say. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "What day is this today, so many people came."

Nian Tianxi felt that she had something to say.

Chen Shen just smiled: "We'll talk next time when we have a chance." He led the crowd to leave the auction hall.

Walking to the door, a tall, tall, well-proportioned young man walked in front of him, with long black and smooth hair tied behind his head at will, wearing a hat and a scarf covering half of his face, revealing only a pair of eyebrows that seemed to be crafted by an artist. .

When the pair of black and white eyes suddenly looked over, the water waves flowed, and the artwork came to life.

"The water is the wave of the eyes, and the mountain is the gathering of the eyebrows." Chen Shen suddenly remembered this poem. If he described it in reverse, it would be appropriate.

There are so many Desolate Horns with burning desire eyes, it was the first time she saw such a lazy and indifferent one. Like a cat sleeping on the fence with its tail flapping.

The two passed by, the other didn't look sideways, Chen Shen kept walking, and at most sighed in his heart: Unfortunately, it's not a cute girl.

The aroma of spirits is as strong and domineering as fire. This is the aroma of the second soul that Ren Yifei smells. On this lady, he smells the domineering taste of the golden horse and the iron horse.

who is she?

This question flashed through my mind and quickly submerged. Ren Yifei has never been a curious person.

Chen Shen had already left the gate, and she caught someone who was going to enter the venue in a low-key manner: "Saman, long time no see. How are you doing? Do you want to come to me?"

"Thank you for your invitation, but I have my own plans." Saman said with a smile, and the rest of the people heard it and felt sorry for him: this is Chen Shen's personal invitation!

This is not the first time Chen Shen has made an invitation. She invited Saman two years ago.

At that time, they met in the dungeon, and Chen Shen saw that he was a gamer with his brain, and he wanted to recruit.

I just didn't expect that in the end, Saman went to East Star City, and followed Tianhong. He was running around all day for the intrigue and wasting his talent. It really felt like a pearl covered in dust.

Chen Shen always felt that it was a pity that Saman was a very talented person. He entered the high-end game for half a year, and entered the star list for half a year, which amazed everyone, and even the top ten players paid attention.

But then it suddenly disappeared.

I don't know what happened to him. Could it be that he was really just a shooting star, and she saw the wrong person?

No, Chen Shen believes in his own intuition, Saman is definitely not simple.

He is just keeping a low profile now, but why this is so, no one knows.

Ren Yifei entered the auction hall, and an invitation card corresponds to a seat. The number of his invitation card is higher, and the position is higher.

"No. 13, the second row." Ren Yifei found his seat. There was already a person sitting on his left, about 30 or 40 years old, dressed in rare "normal" clothes.

"Hello." As soon as he sat down, the man next door greeted him with a smile.

Ren Yifei doesn't like to communicate with strangers, but he knows it's social, and when a person greets you, you should also respond. So he also said, "Hello." Then he sat down.

There was a sound of inhalation behind him, as if he had done something incredible.

Is there something wrong with the seats, or is there a celebrity next door?

Ren Yifei, who has only been in the Wilderness for a month, and who rarely takes the initiative to inquire about other people's affairs, doesn't know what happened, but he still sits peacefully and doesn't bother to tilt his eyes.

No matter how famous he is, it has nothing to do with him.

Just thinking about it, another person came next to me. Before getting close, the fragrance floated over first, and Ren Yifei's body stiffened for a moment.

It was different from the time when it was encountered in the game. In reality, dessert players, in addition to the bitter and bitter aroma, also had some other woody aromas on their bodies, which was very pleasant. Ren Yifei prefers the aroma of black tea, and is not opposed to this kind of woody aroma.

In fact, he has always wondered why he smelled this kind of aroma. The previous dessert players and the domineering lady he just met all carried this wonderful aroma.

Others, not even dessert players themselves, can't smell it.

This scent is like a signal light specially set up for him.

hooligan? Saman looked at the young man in the hat, wrapped in a soft scarf, with long black hair showing below.

He stopped, took a deep breath, and adjusted his neckline and cuffs. Then he walked over, sat down on Ren Yifei's right hand, and the refreshing aroma drifted over.

Nian Tianxi saw him, Saman. So Chen Shen went out just for him?

In Niantianxi, Saman is not very worthy of attention. His goal has always been the top ten. And Saman is only enough to be a deputy and can handle some affairs that have nothing to do with the game. There is no shortage of such people.

Saman's image over the years has been managed by himself as a gangster, and his ability is not enough to hit the top ten. Therefore, many people's impression of him also stays at this level, and so does Nian Tianxi.

Moreover, Nian Tianxi had the experience of being seen through by Saman, and Nian Tianxi instinctively rejected him.

However, Nian Tianxi still said hello: "Long time no see, Saman."

"Long time no see, Qianmian." Saman greeted casually, focusing on Ren Yifei.

Looking at Sven's gangster, he always looks like this when he goes out, and the effect is very good. No one thinks there is a problem for two years. But at this moment, Saman is a little worried. What if Ah Fei feels that his life is like this, and he doesn't play with him?

"Hi, Samant, long time no see, where did you go the other day?"

Saman used to be a high-profile person, so many people knew him. As soon as he came, someone came to say hello and test his whereabouts these days.

Saman dealt with them one by one, only paying attention to the people beside him out of the corner of his eyes.

"Who is this?" They also saw Ren Yifei next to Saman.

"a friend."

Invitation cards are all given in pairs. At this time, if they don’t know each other, no one will believe them.

It's just that Saman is selfish and doesn't want others to know that this is the 'Black Rabbit' that has gained fame recently, so he greets him very naturally: "Come so early?"

Ren Yifei turned to look at him, those eyes entered Saman's line of sight, soft, beautiful, full of vitality...

Saman shook his fingers, and his fingertips seemed to be sweating and a little sticky. The dream, which was always vague and illusory recently, suddenly became real.

Through the virtual depiction of the soul thousands of times, there is also a specific temperature.

"A Fei..." He is A Fei, he must be A Fei, if he is not, no one is qualified to be.

"Well." Ren Yifei also looked at the dessert players.

The silhouette is deep, perhaps of ethnic origin, and the hair is a beautiful dark brown, even caramel in the light. The eyes were the same, dark brown, with slightly dilated pupils, like melted candy, sweet and sticky - was he in heat against himself?

"You're early too."

This somewhat indifferent voice, gently scraped his eardrums, and Saman shivered involuntarily. He couldn't help but keep looking at 'A Fei' beside him.

"I'm just there to establish a baseline, nothing else," he said to himself.

Long black and soft hair, cool-toned skin, thin, but extremely beautiful proportions. His legs are straight and slender, and his waist...Saman glanced at the slim waistcoat exposed under the cashmere coat, and continued to judge: the waist is thin.

Fei always wears a white T-shirt and low-waisted jeans in Lonely Island. If he wears it at this time, it will reveal the mermaid line...Saman coughed, forcing himself to stop thinking about it.

He also has exceptionally beautiful hands, well-painted, with thin calluses on his right hand, perfectly manicured nails, right-handed, and has been pampered for a long time. However, the flesh of the nails was a little purple, and there was probably a lack of qi and blood.

Saman recalled the way 'A Fei' was out of breath when he was dragged by him at the spring banquet: as expected, he still lacked exercise.

The voice is so good, when I run out of breath...

Not knowing where to think, Saman felt a little uncomfortable and adjusted his sitting position.

His ease and ease, his Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face, and his unrestrainedness became a historical memory after this second. Saman began to be at a loss, like a young boy just out of society: how to say hello to Fei and talk naturally?

A dark red rose appeared in front of him, and 'A Fei', who was secretly looking at him, held the rose in one hand, gently pulled down the scarf with the other, and approached him, with a smile in his voice: "If I haven't seen you for a day, it's like a long time ago. Sanqiu?"

Saman stared at his upturned nose and rosy lips, at the little cute lip beads.

"Dessert players, don't look too far." Ren Yifei looked at him with a smile, with a warning in his eyes.

Saman's eyes were obscure, but Ren Yifei was very keen on his eyesight, and he felt goosebumps from staring at him. In addition, the people around were staring at this side all the time, which was unpleasant, so Ren Yifei decided to turn their attention away.

Who wouldn't make a show at the scene? He bought the black rose directly from the system.

A rose, a natural gesture of intimacy, an ambiguous word, even after he immediately pulled the scarf back and sat up straight, everyone else who paid attention here also had the answer: Oh, it turned out to be Saman's lover.

Those curious eyes were withdrawn, and even Nian Tianxi next door lost interest: they all said that Saman is not close to beauty, and it seems that "beauty" is not beautiful enough.

Only Saman, who seemed to be the winner in life, held the red rose and had a dry throat.

"He shouldn't be flirting with me." Saman thought to himself, people in the Horn of Desolation have no integrity and bottom line, and unfortunately, so did he. Although this 'pick-up' is likely to just use him to block his sight, it's a fact that he's been teased.

Saman persuaded himself: Ah Fei teased me first, isn't it natural to be tempted?

"I'm not a superficial man who values ​​skin." The determination of that day is still in my ears, and today's performance is a slap in the face.

"It may be vulgar without knowing it." Saman evaluated himself, and quickly accepted this vulgar and imperfect self.

He twisted a rose petal with his fingers, which was smooth and moist. He looked down at the 'gift'. The petals were dark in color, scarlet, like a hickey that had precipitated from the color.

"Hi, long time no see."

The author has something to say: Saman: I'm not a superficial man who values ​​skin.

Pia!