[MTL, BL] I Am The Wildest Among NPCs [Infinite Stream]

1.14

As soon as the voice came out, both Yan Xiashen and A Zi were shocked for a moment.

Yan Xiashen had only heard the term "little apprentice" from the senior NPCs. He looked around and asked tentatively, "Is it senior?"

"Well," the voice paused, "Are you asking for help?"

"You still bring accomplice!" A Zi sneered, his sharp fingernails scratched at Yan Xia Shen's throat.

Yan Xiashen moved to the side, A Zi's hand wiped his neck and nailed it to the door, leaving a deep scratch.

Although he was not hit, Yan Xiashen's neck was injured by the zombie's qi, causing a sting.

Before Azi made another move, Yan Xiashen took the lead to distance himself. He stood by the window and touched the wound, "Senior, are you qualified?"

If you die here, the interview will definitely fail. The gatekeeper said that there will be a senior to help in the dungeon, perhaps not referring to those kind seniors, but an opportunity for off-site assistance.

"Yes, but I haven't made up my mind yet," the voice chuckled. "You owe it first."

"You think I don't exist? Even if you go together, I don't necessarily lose!" He was so angry that he turned his five fingers into claws and rushed towards Yan Xiashen.

Yan Xiashen's spiritual body became weak visibly with the naked eye, Azi was aggressive, and he was struggling to hide. "As long as it doesn't threaten life and doesn't violate the conditions of the principle, I promise," Yan

Xiashen's eyes turned scarlet, and he stepped back under A Zi's offensive, "Senior, come out!"

Then it suddenly became hot, as if something was about to come out.

A domineering force invaded the body strongly, Yan Xia was a little flustered, "Senior, what have you done to me?"

"I am entering... Joining your body." The young man's voice turned into words Xia Shen's mind!

"???" Yan Xiashen never expected that off-field aid would be in this way.

"Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon."

Yan Xia Shen could only endure this strange feeling when he opened the bow without looking back. Fortunately, he was very adaptable and quickly accepted the new influx of power.

The old and new forces were merging, Yan Xiashen's dodging movements became slow, and A Zi grabbed his shoulders and threw them on the wall!

"Why, your good senior, why don't you come out to help you?" A Zi licked her fangs and slammed into Yan Xia Shen's neck!

Just at the last minute, Yan Xiashen burst out with a powerful force, rushing towards A Zi.

A Zi withdrew his hands to resist, but it was useless, and was slapped against the wall behind him by Yin Qi.

Yan Xiashen followed closely, pinching A Zi's jaw.

The new power changed Yan Xiashen's momentum, and A Zi, who had the upper hand, was suppressed to the point of being unable to move.

The form reversal is instantaneous.

Azi stared at Yan Xiashen with bloodshot eyes, "I was blind and blind, I didn't find out sooner... You are undercover... Yesterday... I should have killed you." The

youth's sneer resounded in Yan Xiashen's mind. "Dream."

If A Zi could hear it, she would probably be mad at the scene.

Yan Xiashen pulled out A Zi's zombie teeth, leaving her with the last dignity, "You can take the initiative to log off." The

situation was over, A Zi closed her eyes, but after a while, her body turned into a thin looking People notice.

Yan Xia hid the missing person notice, and the total points went smoothly +10.

The surging power in the body gradually subsided, and the heat behind the waist was dissipating.

Yan Xia slowed down, "Thank you, senior. You can leave now, and I can handle the rest of the trouble myself."

"I want to cross the river and demolish the bridge, it's too late," the youth chuckled, "After this copy is over, my totem will be Disappear. Until then, you cannot unbind from me."

"Totem?" Yan Xia raised her hand, there was nothing on it except the wound. He suddenly remembered something, and his whole body froze, "It can't be on..." Is it on his

waist? ? ?

Yan Xiashen lifted the hem of his clothes and looked behind his waist, only to see a small totem lying on his skin. The skin is white and the totem is red, like a manzhushahua blooming on the snow. There is no mirror here, he can't see the shape clearly, he can only speculate that the totem is at least the size of a palm.

Yan Xiashen put down the hem of his clothes and took a deep breath, "Can I change the place?"

"I can't." The young man rejected him bluntly.

"Okay." Yan Xia gave up. The waist is on the waist, at least it is secret enough to avoid being discovered by the players.

The young man was very satisfied with his attitude, "Hold down the wound on your hand."

Yan Xiashen's hands were faster than his brain, so he did as he did and asked, "What's wrong?" The

young man did not answer, and a warm light came from Yan Xiashen's palm. Comes out, wiping away the scars on it.

Yan Xia was deeply blessed and wiped the wound on her neck by the way.

The spirit body quickly returned to its prime state, Yan Xiashen looked at the intact arm, and suddenly felt that something was not right, "Wait, you can control my body?" The

young man did not answer his question, but said: "I can See, what you see."

"..." Yan Xia was silent, the number of ways this foreign aid seemed a little wild.

The young man understood what Yan Xiashen was worried about, so he rarely explained, "I will go into hibernation, and I will not come out until you need it."

Yan Xiashen's eyes lit up, "thank you, senior!"

There is no risk, and again Being able to be on call is simply a dream of foreign aid.

"Don't be too happy, you will be charged interest for the power lent to you." After the young man left these words, he disappeared.

Although I owe a big favor, but the immediate crisis is finally resolved, Yan Xia is deeply relieved.

He touched the place where the totem was printed across his clothes, and his fingertips scalded, as if rejecting his touch.

This is obviously his own body, why can't he touch it!

After Yan Xiashen rubbed his waist rebelliously, he went to clean up the scene in a comfortable mood.

At this time, in the curator's office outside the small world, the young man standing in front of the window covered the "tutu" beating heart, and hoarsely spit out, "Presumptuous."

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