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Npc 63

The tentacle hesitated for a moment, then quickly wrapped around Jiang Yan's struggling hands and lifted them above his head. "Idiot! Let me go!" Jiang Yan struggled and cursed. At this moment, his robe was wide open, revealing his snow-white chest and slender waist, with the black tentacle resting around his waist, bubbling as it reacted to his agitation. The large red canopy, the pale young man, and the black tentacles created a striking image that stirred the blood. Jiang Yan’s appearance wasn’t the stunning type, but he had a kind of magnetic charm that drew people’s eyes to him. Perhaps it was because everyone who saw him would instinctively try to catch a glimpse of some unique emotional fluctuation in his beautiful light, pale blue eyes. Therefore, at this moment, Yu Xiu, looking at his angry wife beneath him, felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction. Jiang Yan only ever showed him that kind of expression, didn’t he? Even if it wasn’t affection, or deep
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Npc 62

The Red Ghost Lady crawled along the smooth gray stone street, her twisted body letting out a beast-like low growl. The townspeople, covered in red marks, acted like wild beasts in confusion. For a moment, only Jiang Yan and a few players remained on the street, surrounded by the broken, dismembered bodies of three victims. Originally, two groups of players, tense and ready to fight, now stood frozen in place, staring at each other and unsure of what to do. [What’s going on?! Can real NPCs now control second-level BOSSes?!] [It’s true! Jiang Yan must have gotten a 'BOSS Card' again!] [But wait, even if he had a BOSS card, was there any precedent for players controlling NPC BOSSes?] [Precedent? But this is Jiang Yan!] [Yes! Anything that doesn’t have a precedent, if it happens with Jiang Yan, no one finds it strange anymore. This has almost become a new default rule of the game.] Jiang Yan, with his usual calm expression, flashed a slight smile. He was already quite hand

Npc 61

Jiang Yan stood in the narrow stone-paved street, white as if he were a flower just washed in water. At his feet was the pitiful corpse of his middle-aged mother, who had been disemboweled, and in front and behind him were the townsfolk, their faces covered with red and white blotches, looking like ghostly figures. Tao Shi and Cao Youfeng stood in front of him, facing off with Yu Jia and his group. He was like the "prize" in this massacre game—whoever killed him first would claim him and thus be the winner of this encirclement game. However, surrounded by the crowd with death at his doorstep, his face showed no trace of fear. 663 was a bit confused by Jiang Yan, completely unable to understand. "What exactly are you saying?" Jiang Yan lightly chuckled and replied casually, "Can't you see it yet? From the beginning, no one here has been playing this game seriously." What is the purpose of this game? To complete the mission. What is the mission?

Npc 60

 【What the heck?! He made a move!!】  【Is he really a traitor?!】 【Oh my god Jian Hou is absolutely ruthless!】 The townspeople looked at Jiang Yan, who stood in the center, and began whispering to each other: “Yeah! Why hasn’t he been cursed yet?” “According to the rules, if the Red Witch comes to stir trouble, shouldn’t she have gone after the family first?” “If you ask me, he’s probably been dragged into this! He’s been fine for so long, but after he got married, the Red Witch showed up. It must be his fault! It must be…” The murmurs grew louder, and the looks in the townspeople’s eyes became more malicious. At that moment, the woman dressed in a qipao, who had been kneeling and crying by her mother’s side, suddenly went wild and lunged toward Jiang Yan! The elderly woman, who had been holding onto Jiang Yan with all her strength, was easily pushed aside by the woman who lunged at Jiang Yan. The woman who charged at Jiang Yan had red spots on her face, a symbol of being cursed.

Npc 59

"Wh... What?" 663 said incredulously, his tone unable to hide his panic. In contrast, Jiang Yan's tone was unusually calm: "This bug is a bit serious. You should report it." He stared at the figure in front of him, Yu Xiu, trying to find something in the other’s deep green eyes to confirm his suspicions. However, all he saw in the lifeless eyes, which had lost their light due to death, was a programmed smile. Nothing else. The tentacle in his stomach seemed to sense the shift in his emotions and quietly extended, wrapping around his membrane. The wet, sticky sensation made him involuntarily furrow his brows. He lowered his voice and muttered, "Be honest!" "I’ve been wanting to ask since that night, Yan Yan, what exactly is this thing in your stomach?" Yu Xiu's younger brother didn’t hesitate to rest his chin on his shoulder and stare at his membrane. "I also want to know." Yu Xiu lowered his head as well. "I don’t k