Chapter 71: Speed ​​through six BOSSes, players block them!

Xu Lang smiled, grasping the pair of bluish-white hands at his waist, and said, "Quite sexy little hands you have there."

"Customer, I ask, where are you going? Let me accompany you." The female voice behind him drifted ethereally, like a lover's whisper.

In this situation, if it were an ordinary person, their soul would have been scared out of them long ago.

"As long as I want to leave, the path is beneath my feet." Xu Lang's words made no logical connection.

"What path do you wish to take?"

"The path leading to your heart."

"...Hehehe~ Young man, you're quite the joker."

Wang Yazhi stood two steps behind Xu Lang, watching the red-clothed female ghost clinging to his back, cold sweat pouring from her forehead as she recalled this ghost's information.

A shrill, piercing scream instantly echoed through the stairwell.

Scarlet Maiden suddenly turned her head and discovered a mirror pointed directly at herself.

Modern mirrors reflect people much more clearly than lake surfaces!

"This isn't me!!!" Scarlet Maiden shrieked miserably.

After a few moments, black smoke rose from Xu Lang's back.

Ding ding dang~

A Ten Day Bell fell to the ground, along with a skill scroll.

"Let's go, to the second floor." Xu Lang turned to look at Wang Yazhi, noticing her pale complexion, and couldn't help saying, "Do you need to rest a bit?"

"No need." Wang Yazhi wiped the sweat from her forehead and shook her head.

Xu Lang didn't say anything more, nodding before going to the second floor with Wang Yazhi.

The reason for coming to the second floor was because the BOSS here was easier to kill.

The third-floor BOSS was General Golden Blade, whose frontal combat ability was probably the strongest among the ten, while the first-floor BOSS was the leader of the Ten Evil Practitioners, Blind Eye.

Both of these were tough opponents, difficult to deal with.

The second floor was very strange, with no sounds of fighting, but a faint fragrance drifted through the corridor.

A middle-aged man in Taoist robes with a pale face and a beard under his chin was waving a fan, directing a group of standing foxes to insert incense.

Room 32, Ye Fan hid under his blanket, continuously splashing cold water on his face, with tissue paper stuffed in his nostrils.

The incense lit by the foxes had a mind-bewitching effect, and several players had already voluntarily opened their doors to go out and die.

Now there was more and more burning incense in the corridor outside. At first, some players dared to open their doors to look, but now players didn't even dare stand behind their doors.

As soon as you smelled the fragrance, you would become fish on the chopping block, ready to be slaughtered.

"What to do, what to do, this is a momentum-building BOSS..."

Ye Fan felt the cold water hitting his face, so anxious he was almost crying.

If only everyone had gone out to fight that BOSS from the beginning!

Now even if people from other floors came to help, it would be useless, because each one who came would just be another sacrifice!

Suddenly, he caught a whiff of sweet fragrance and hurriedly buried his head in the water basin.

Half a minute later, he lifted his head, astonished to find the fragrance had grown stronger, almost filling the entire blanket.

The next second, confusion flashed in his eyes, then he became somewhat dazed, slowly getting out of bed.

Opening the door.

Next to the dormitory door, four foxes were rummaging through a player's corpse, eating with blood-stained mouths. Seeing Ye Fan come out, they quickly raised their paws to beckon him.

Ye Fan immediately walked over.

The four foxes narrowed their eyes in smiles. As long as this human walked out of the turret's automatic attack range, then they could dig out his heart and lungs for him.

Just then, gunfire erupted, followed immediately by a middle-aged man's scream of pain.

The four foxes were startled, knowing their master was injured, and hurriedly ran toward the stairwell.

In the second-floor stairwell, Xu Lang and Wang Yazhi were fiercely battling Cannot Be Calculated.

What was strange, however, was that both Xu Lang and Wang Yazhi were expressionless, as if they were puppets.

A seemingly useless little item, yet it was the winning treasure against the second-floor BOSS.

And what exposed this item was precisely the seventh-floor mechanical puppets.

The one who killed Cannot Be Calculated was also Mad Craftsman!

Simply because Cannot Be Calculated had evil intentions toward Mad Craftsman's wife puppet.

This was quite abstract...

Cannot Be Calculated was a first-class old lecher, otherwise Ghost Scholar wouldn't have died from anal fissure.

Apart from his incense-bewitching methods, Cannot Be Calculated's combat ability wasn't particularly strong—just occasionally spitting fireballs, turning invisible for a second or two, somewhat like a circus performer in the martial world.

"Trying to run?!" Xu Lang's super intuition activated, sensing a mass of malice running downstairs. He raised his hand and released three fireballs over a meter in diameter, pouring damage to the maximum.

"Aiya!" Cannot Be Calculated was burned out of his invisible state, rolling around on the ground, then his neck stiffened and he died.

While Xu Lang and Wang Yazhi quickly looted the corpse, a private message popped up.

Although Xu Lang and Wang Yazhi's actions were fast, coming and going had taken nearly twenty minutes.

And this amount of time was enough for some players to organize themselves.

After killing the BOSS, the thick fog in the corridor would disappear. Players from several floors comparing notes would realize it was a favorable situation. Then if someone pointed out the changes in Xu Lang's points, what was happening outside would be obvious to anyone with eyes.

With Xu Lang's current prestige, if he demonstrated leadership, becoming the leader would be no problem at all—he could directly call on players to attack the BOSS.

But Xu Lang didn't want to take responsibility for other players' lives.

Moreover, he never trusted other players!

After a brief consideration, Xu Lang decisively said, "Let's go, back to our dorm!"

Wang Yazhi nodded without saying any unnecessary words, following Xu Lang upstairs.

This time, the noise from their ascent was somewhat loud, attracting the attention of the third-floor's General Golden Blade.

Wang Yazhi glimpsed this scene and immediately said, "Xu Lang, it seems we've been spotted by General Golden Blade!"

"Doesn't matter, someone will take the hit for us." Xu Lang shook his head.

The two moved quickly. When they rushed into the fourth-floor stairwell, they saw a group of players in the corridor.

And when this group of players saw Xu Lang and the other, their eyes all lit up.

"It's Xu Lang!"

"Xu Lang, wait for us! Did you kill Scarlet Maiden?!"

"What about our fourth-floor drop items?"

Xu Lang and Wang Yazhi paid no attention. Some anxious players directly ran over, then ran headlong into General Golden Blade.

Sword light flashed like a cascading waterfall, instantly killing several players.