[Jian San Hologram] No. 007

"You wait here for me." Mingyu patted Ling Jiuxiao's arm around his waist, got off the horse, turned off the live broadcast, and walked into the ruins of Ruolan.

Ling Jiuxiao stood outside, looking at his back, frowning slightly, but followed him disobediently.

From his perspective, the Ruolan ruins were no different from usual, but after Mingyu walked into the broken wall of the ruins, the Ruolan ruins in front of him had subtle changes, and at first glance, there was no change. It's just that it always feels like there is a piece of glass separating it, and I can see clearly, but there is a sense of distance that cannot be touched.

After Ming Yuzhe stepped into the ruins, he felt a very subtle aura change around him, pulling him out of the game world in an instant, and the interface disappeared completely. I sneezed and was frozen stiff.

Fortunately, he wears this school uniform a lot!

Beside the withered tree stump in the ruins, Ruolan, a female ghost in a pink dress, hugged a delicate but worn-out rouge box, curled up motionless on the snow like a puppet, and the woman in red sitting in front of her held her face, Holding a thin pen, dye her lips red.

Feeling that her territory was being invaded, she didn't even move her brows. The long black hair that was dragged to the ground hissed and squirmed, quickly crawled up, and suddenly rose from the ground, piercing towards Ming Yuzhe!

Mingyu folded it on his waist and flicked it. The saber [Qing], which should have been an ordinary pendant, was held in his hand, and he drew the sword out of its sheath with a clang. A cold light burst out from the plain scabbard. Chang Chong's black hair was instantly shredded into pieces by the sword energy!

Short, broken strands of hair fell down from the snow, and as soon as they hit the ground, they turned into clusters of faint purple flames, which instantly burned into soot. After a while, the snow was covered with a layer of gray-black ash.

The woman in red who was drawing the lips of the female ghost Ruolan paused, withdrew her hand, put the thin brush in her mouth, and smiled softly.

Her laughter was very charming, obviously it was just a casual chuckle, but it aroused people's desire just right, as if this place was not a dilapidated ruin, but the boudoir of a brothel oiran, and the half-retired oiran was opening her skirt to extend an invitation.

Ming Jilao Yuzhe didn't have any fluctuations in his heart, he waved his hand in disgust, and there was a dull bang sound, and the black hair hidden under the snow was also lifted up, scorched and curled up, screaming A bad smell.

"My good brother, don't be so impatient, I haven't put on my make-up yet~" The ghost in red smiled softly, her voice was lingering and hoarse, Yu Cong's small hand caressed Ruolan's face, and suddenly she snapped her fingers , Yanhong fingertips dug deeply into Ruolan's face, tearing off her delicate face.

A sticky squeaking sound came from under the skin, and the flesh-red filaments were cut off one by one, the skin was torn off, and the red-clothed ghost put the skin on her face like a mask, After wiping it carefully, she stood up and brushed her long hair back her shoulders gracefully, revealing her beautiful face.

"call out--"

The moment she revealed her face, a little sword light was reflected in her eyes, and the sharp edge blew away the strands of hair, and her frightened face was even reflected on the snow-white sword!

"Ah!" The charming voice also carried some indescribable meaning when she screamed. She leaned back, her body was like a willow fluttering in the strong wind, and she stepped back, her thick black hair crazily changing Long, covering the entire ruined ground, churning and rolling, covering the sky and covering the earth, surrounded Ming Yuzhe heavily, and squeezed it down frantically.

Mingyu pierced the sword directly between the female ghost's eyebrows, as fast as she retreated, he approached as fast, the long sword pierced through the air and even vibrated slightly, like a dragon's chant.

The man-eating vine-like hair curled around his sword, trying to stop his sword's momentum, but as soon as it touched the blade, a cluster of purple flames burst out, and burned along the surging hair with a whoosh!

The flame is cool to Ming Yuzhe, but it is scalding and bone-destroying high temperature to the ghosts and monsters. The female ghost snorted repressedly, and hurriedly tore off the gauze wrapped around her arm. With a flick of her wrist, the gauze opened Open, between the tip of the sword and her.

The point of the sword pierced the veil, and the sword froze for a moment, then the veil was split in two with a chirp, and flames rolled up at the edge, but the female ghost had seized the moment of stagnation and escaped from under the sword.

Ming Yuzhe stopped, squinted his eyes and looked around, pointing his long sword at the ground obliquely.

Surrounded by flaming hair and purple flames, the pungent smell of burning hair is very choking, and the biting cold wind makes Ming Yuzhe completely impatient to play hide-and-seek. With blood dripping out, he quickly drew a talisman on the sword, and then threw the sword into the air with his backhand.

"The sprites are a disaster, and the five thunders are summoned!"

The Thunder Snake quickly swam through the light-colored clouds in the sky, and the blood-stained sword pointed straight at the sky. In the next second, five thunder pillars struck down with a bang, and the blue-purple lightning smashed deep pits on the ground. Countless tiny thunder snakes flew across the ground, burning the thick hair all over the ground.

After a few breaths, there was a scream, and the ragged red ghost appeared in the hair, screaming and convulsing, the skin on her face fell to the ground, revealing her carrion face, sticky blood and Pus flowed all over the place.

The purple flames quickly spread over and burned her body. The crackling sound of burning and the buzzing of electric current made one's hair stand on end.

The thunder and lightning disappeared, but the flames were still burning, burning the only decayed and shriveled corpse in the snow to ashes, and spreading on the ground into a sea of ​​flames.

Ming Yuzhe, who was crouching in the corner, took a few steps back and exited the ruins of Ruolan. The ruins that seemed to be separated by a layer became clear, and there was still only an unconscious female ghost Ruolan squatting beside the dead tree stump.

The game interface returned again, and the cold wind that made people's bones ache disappeared at that moment. Ming Yuzhe sneezed again, and turned around slowly with stiff movements.

"Zheyu!" Ling Jiuxiao hurried over, took his hand to check if he had cut his palm again, "You suffer..."

Ming Yuzhe suddenly hugged him, buried his face in the crook of his neck, panting tremblingly, Ling Jiuxiao froze for a moment, and immediately froze in place.

Ming Yuzhe was so cold that she wanted to scold her mother, she curled up in Ling Jiuxiao's arms and said tremblingly, "I... let's change the map... I'm going to die of cold!"

"Go...where?" Ling Jiuxiao hugged him, a little at a loss.

"Wanhua!"

The two of them hurriedly traveled thousands of miles to Wanhua, Wanhua was sunny, and there was obvious warmth from the sun, Mingyu ran to Luoxing Lake, lying on the rocking chair next to Senior Brother Pei Yuan, blue with cold His face slowly turned rosy, Ling Jiuxiao moved a small bench and sat next to him, holding his hand to keep him warm.

The gentle warmth gradually dispelled the cold air, Ming Yuzhe lying on the rocking chair was drowsy, her breathing gradually became steady and gentle.

Ling Jiuxiao held his hand, leaned against his leg, looked at him for a while, and then closed his eyes.

After being on the line for almost half a month, Cup Mo stopped and went to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley to find someone. When he came to Luoxing Lake, he saw the gay posture of the two of them. He was about to call someone, and he sat on the bench and leaned against the rocking chair. Ling Jiuxiao suddenly turned his head to look up, put a finger on his lips, and made a silent movement.

Bei Moting stretched out a vicissitudes and handsome uncle's face, Si Yu stared at Ling Jiuxiao for a while, squatted under a tree and sent him a private chat: "I found your body, what do you think now? Who handles it?"

"Give Zheyu."

Bei Moting sneered, "Didn't you say that he is underage, so you can't drag him into the water?"

Ling Jiuxiao held Ming Yuzhe's hand, kissed his fingers coldly, and asked Cup Mo to look at his new back pendant very sullenly.

Cup Moting was very impatient, so he casually opened his equipment, took a look at the harp hanging on his back, and a line of small characters blinded his dog's eyes.

"Ling Jiuxiao" and "Mingyue Zheyu" will always be united.

"..." Bei Moting thought to himself, can he burn this bastard's body with a fire now?

Ling Jiuxiao looked at him sideways, his arrogant and indifferent demeanor was full of ridicule towards single old dogs.

Bei Moting quickly calmed down, recalled Ming Yuzhe's information, chuckled, and chatted softly and viciously to Ling Jiuxiao: "He still has three years before he becomes an adult, so fuck it slowly! Old Niu !"

Ling·Lao Niu·Jiu Xiao, who was eating young grass, was expressionless.

Bei Moting gave him a little thumbs up, and continued to spray him: "It's really abnormal to attack a little boy who is underage!"

Ling Jiuxiao sneered: "I'll be able to marry him in three years. You can't even chase someone at my age, you're mentally retarded!"

Cup Moting touched his red-tasseled spear, thinking that when this bastard comes back to life, he will definitely beat him up before he recovers!

Ming Yuzhe took a short nap, and when he woke up, Ling Jiuxiao and Bei Moting had already sprayed each other with a wave of venom, and were preparing to spray the next wave.

"Oh, Zheyu is awake." Bei Moting squatted on the rock and said hello, "Long time no see!"

"Um, long time no see..." Ming Yuzhe, who had just woken up, was a little confused, and after seeing clearly who Uncle Tiance Mei was squatting in front of him, he was inexplicably cautious.

He vaguely remembered that Bei Moting and Ling Jiuxiao seemed...maybe... having an affair?

"Haha, I've been A for so long, I didn't expect that you would be snatched away by this filthy goat once you got online." Bei Mo stopped laughing and stroked the stubble on his chin, "Tsk, I've worked hard for you."

Ming Yuzhe didn't know what to say, so he turned to look at Ling Jiuxiao who was sitting next to him and still holding his hand.

"He's my brother." Ling Jiuxiao understood his eyes in seconds, and said softly to him, "Cousin, who grew up in the same compound, is an old hooligan. Don't worry about him, just treat him as farting."

Ming Yuzhe suddenly realized.

"You're the one who fucking farts." Bei Moting raised his hand and smashed the stone in his hand.

Ling Jiuxiao tilted his head, and the stone whizzed past his ear and smashed into the water with a thud.

Bei Moting snorted and said to Ming Yuzhe: "Zheyu, I have something for you, and it will be delivered this afternoon, and you should receive it before dinner."

"Ah?" Ming Yuzhe looked confused, "How do you know my address? Why... why did you suddenly send me something?"

"Well... Actually, what I sent over is not considered a thing." Bei Moting chuckled, "It's not worth much, just remember to sign for it. I'm offline, and I'm exhausted after working for more than half a month... "

After finishing speaking, Bei Moting disappeared in place and went offline.

Ling·Not a thing·Not worth much·Jiu Xiao: "..."

Mingyu blinked, withdrew her hand from Ling Jiuxiao's palm, put it into her sleeve, and watched him without saying a word.

Ling Jiuxiao put his arms around his waist and lay on his lap, "When you receive the express delivery, all your questions will be answered... I will ask you to help me a little bit then."

Ming Yuzhe looked at Ling Jiuxiao's head, and raised his hand to touch it.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, Ming Yuzhe went offline.

He climbed out of the game cabin, smelling like blueberries of nutrient solution, and ran barefoot from the bedroom to the living room.

The express delivery in this era is very fast. When he ran to the living room, his robot had already signed for the delivery. The super large box took up a lot of space in the living room, so it was moved to the storage room.

Ming Yuzhe walked around the box curiously, and waited for the robot to dismantle the boxes layer by layer and clean up the garbage before he went up to see what this overpacked thing was.

This thing looks like a coffin as a whole, the outer shell is some kind of silver-gray frosted stone, Ming Yuzhe is looking for the switch while complaining in his heart, Cup Mo Ting, is this wishing him promotion and fortune or is it purely a prank?

The smooth and smooth coffin looks like a work of art. It is so simple that there are no patterns, and the switch is hard to find. It took Ming Yuzhe a long time to touch a slightly warm touchpad at the bottom. After clicking twice, the coffin cover of the work of art disappeared. It lifted up a bit in a silent voice, and then slowly slid down.

A gust of cold air radiated out, Ming Yuzhe almost sneezed again, rubbed his itchy nose, did not sneeze out, leaned over to see what was in the coffin.

As soon as he poked his head, he saw a handsome man with pale skin, cold brows and eyes in the coffin, lying in the coffin and sleeping deeply.

...Does even blow-up dolls have such a high degree of fidelity these days?Ming Yuzhe thought to himself, holding the edge of the coffin and staring at the "inflatable doll" in the coffin, thinking, Cup Moting is also a good guy, actually made the inflatable doll look like his younger brother, and gave it away casually.

But soon, he found that the coffin was not an inflatable doll. The sleeping handsome man was soaked in the transparent liquid in the coffin. He didn't know if there was breath or heartbeat, but he slowly realized that this seemed... …are actual human bodies.

Mingyu jumped up frantically, looking at the sleeping beauty in the coffin in astonishment.

Ling Jiuxiao's... dead body? !