[Jian San Hologram] No. 007

Ye Mingsha's Mingjing was also one of Yueyan's research projects back then, and it was researched almost at the same time as Wanxiang Danqing.

But Ye Mingsha was not good at ink painting, nor was he very interested in it, so he took over Ming Jing and never asked Wanxiang Danqing again.

To some extent, both Senluo Mingjing and Wanxiang Danqing can form a small world by themselves, Mingjing is copying, while Danqing is creating.

Ming Yuzhe was once trapped in the infinite illusion of Ming Jing, but now, Ye Mingsha is also trapped in the world in the painting he created.

The black army and the Yin soldiers and ghosts started fighting, and the sky of the world in the painting was suddenly filled with red clouds and light, and the muddy red light gradually occupied half of the world.

Half ink, half turbid red.

The number of ink and wash troops is obviously inferior to that of Yin soldiers, but Ming Yuzhe knows how to command them.In his previous life, Ming Anzhi taught him how to use soldiers intentionally or unintentionally, and later became a faction commander in the game. Now it is easy to fight a group of unruly soldiers.

However, the yin soldiers raised by Ye Mingsha are not weak in lethality, and their numbers are also large, making them even crazier.

For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate, and no one could do anything to the other.

No matter how strong the army is, it will always suffer losses in the face of a large number of Yin soldiers and ghosts. Mingyu took out the pen in his waist, and was about to write a picture, when a ray of cold light suddenly came out from the slanting stab, and stabbed slantingly.

He quickly hooked his fingers, and the penholder twirled a few times between his slender fingers, turned his hand away, and with a clear ding sound, he tapped on the tip of the knife, and the menacing scimitar stopped abruptly in front of the penholder.

Ye Mingsha lowered his body, came over with a knife, and swung the scimitar in his other hand, whistling with wind.

Mingyu flipped his fingers and flicked the brush, and the brush whirled and flew out. The moment he withdrew his hand, the blade passed between his fingertips and the flying brush, surrounded by a cloud of black mist. The coldness of the metal soaked through the fingertips.

The two figures were separated as soon as they touched, Ming Yuzhe retreated quickly, Ye Mingsha was chasing after him, the sound of a pair of scimitars piercing the air continued, and the slender lights of the scimitars almost intertwined into a net.

Mingyu Zheyou walked on the edge of the knife light, stepped on the trunk of the ink tree, soared into the air, raised his hand and grabbed the brush in the air, grabbed the brush hovering in the air back in his hand, and flicked it suddenly, throwing a row of ink dots on the leaves.

"Whoa-"

The leaves swayed, and the ink dots glowed with a burst of purple light. In the next second, groups of pitch-black sparrows appeared, fluttering their small wings and flying up, swirling towards the army and soldiers in the melee.

The sparrows are small, but their beaks are sharp, and a large group of birds pounce on them and tear them to pieces with almost no effort!

Ye Mingsha glanced sideways, there was a dark red gleam floating in his eyes, and more ghost soldiers and ghosts crawled out from the shadows under his feet, outflanking the ink ink army from another direction.

However, only two teams of Yin soldiers came out, and a stroke of ink was drawn into his shadow, as if a seal was pasted, forcing the remaining Yin soldiers to be pressed down!

The brush with a faint ink fragrance flickered in the air, and then slashed at Ye Mingsha's face, forcing him to stop copying the Yin Soldier, raised his head to dodge, and raised his hand to slash at the brush.

The writing brush is light, and shrinks faster than the knife. Ye Mingsha swung the knife in the air, and suddenly the tip of the knife reversed in the middle of the way, and swiped down suddenly to block the stabbing pen.

The blade bent quickly under the tip of the pen, and suddenly bounced back suddenly, flipping the pen away, but Mingyu did not retreat but advanced, her body was almost attached to the blade, flexible and flexible like a cat, arching to Ye Mingsha's body In front of him, the fire all over his body instantly soared!

call! ! !

The scorching heat wave made Ye Mingsha almost spit out a mouthful of blood, his body retreated quickly, and the black mist quickly condensed, covering his body, protecting him from the fire, but before he could react, a hand pierced through the black mist. Wu, holding a pen in his hand, the small and exquisite brush pierced the breastbone with a chirp, and the whole pen just passed through the heart.

That hand was slender and fair, thin but the joints were not very clear. It looked like a pampered hand. When he pierced the pen into his chest through the black mist, Ye Mingsha couldn't even react.

In an instant, the illusory world stopped, and the power of the Yin soldiers and ghosts suddenly weakened, but they were strangled by the ink ink army in an instant.

The black mist gradually dissipated, Ye Mingsha raised his hand with difficulty, and clasped Ming Yuzhe's hand tightly, a bunch of purple flames jumped out from the pen pierced into his chest, burning bigger and bigger.

No blood flowed out, and the turbid red tone of the other half of the world receded like a tide, replaced by black and white ink.

After annihilating the Yin soldiers, the ink and ink army disappeared in place, turning into black chains, wrapping around Ye Mingsha's body.

Ye Mingsha couldn't move, and Ming Yuzhe didn't get any better. The wound on his chest that had already healed opened again, dripping with blood. Maintaining Vientiane Danqing against Ming Jing had almost exhausted all his strength. His tendons twitched with pain, and one hand was almost black and purple from the black mist, and it couldn't be seen.

The world of Danqing is melting rapidly, and the flowers, plants and trees are all turning into black streams, flowing towards the two of them, converging into a lake of ink.

Ye Mingsha's whole body was burning with dark flames, and the black chains bound him round and round, and dragged him into the ink lake. The veins in his hand clasping Mingyu's folded wrist stretched, he grabbed him with difficulty, and pulled him together. The lake of ink sank.

Ming Yuzhe's breathing was unsteady, Wu Qing raised her arm tremblingly, and wiped a handful of blood on her bloody chest, wiped a palm of blood, and slapped Ye Mingsha's chest with a slap.

Minghuo was stained with blood, and burned more violently in an instant. Ye Mingsha took a deep breath, let out a muffled and painful moan from his throat, and clenched his fingers tightly, almost crushing Mingyu's broken wrist.

At this time, there was a cry of cranes, and in the blank world of Danqing, a huge red-crowned crane appeared very abruptly. It flew out from nowhere and landed behind Ming Yuzhe. Ye Mingsha's hand roughly pecked him away, then picked up Mingyu who was half submerged in the ink lake, stuffed it into the fluffy feathers on his chest, and wrapped him with two snow-white wings. live.

Ming Yuzhe was still a little stunned at first, but only realized after being buried in the soft down feathers, looked towards the ink lake from the overlapping wings, and laughed out loud, arrogant and proud.

Ye Mingsha was dragged by the chains and sank into the ink lake. Mingyu closed his eyes, and the giant red-crowned crane that surrounded him gave a soft cry, emitting a soft white light, covering the entire Danqing world.

The figures of one person and one crane gradually disappeared in the white light.

In this world, Ling Qi is extremely busy.

He found the list of Ye Mingsha's accomplices by calculation. There were not many people, but they were all high-level officials in Yandu and bigwigs in the business circle. He notified Ling Mobei and Ling Luo to arrest people all over the world.

And everyone in the school had their souls sucked away by the mirror, so he had to set up an array to summon the souls, and put the souls back into their bodies one by one.

He is not familiar with the business of summoning souls, and he failed several times before he figured out the law of resurrecting souls, and his efficiency was much higher.

But he was a little absent-minded, and from time to time he looked at the blank scroll hanging on the north gate not far away.

Ink spots gradually appeared on the blank picture scroll, followed by splotches of blood. Ling Qi was startled, and hurriedly paused the movement of reviving the soul, and stepped in front of the picture scroll.

There were only ink dots and bloodstains on the scroll, but Ling Qi always felt as if he had seen Mingyu's scarred body covered in blood, and he fumbled anxiously on the scroll for a while before suddenly stopping.

Ming Yuzhe once taught him Wanxiang Danqing, but he was obsessed with Feng Shui at that time and didn't study it seriously.

I don't know if the little theory left in his mind is useful...

Ling Qi let out a foul breath, drew his sword out of its scabbard for three minutes, touched the blade with his finger, cut a wound, and drew blood directly on the scroll with his finger.

He didn't know what to draw to help Ming Yuzhe, so he could only rely on his intuition, and drew a blood-colored red-crowned crane on the scroll with three or five strokes. After he tapped his eyes, the red-crowned crane shimmered and disappeared into the scroll.

Ling Qi froze in front of the picture scroll with his blood-stained hand up, wondering whether it was a success or not?

Just as he was about to draw the second one, the scroll in front of him suddenly began to shake, the paper rattled, and the blood suddenly appeared, and a black figure full of bloody smell fell out of the scroll.

Ling Qi quickly stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, "Yu Zhe? Yu Zhe!"

"No...it's okay..." Ming Yuzhe coughed up a mouthful of blood that was half black and not red, and lay in his arms, "Soul..."

"It's all right." Ling Qi felt that his chest seemed a little wet, and when he looked down, his face turned pale, "Yu Zhe! I... I'll treat your injury first..."

Ming Yuzhe stretched out his hand with difficulty, stained some blood on his chest, and drew a seal rune on the scroll. When he turned his head to look at the soul-calling array, he almost wanted to jump up and beat Ling Qi up, "What's more? The souls of many people have not returned to their places! You...you..."

"Don't worry! They're not in a hurry! Yuzhe, you first..."

"Ling... Xiao... Qi..."

A burst of chaos.

After folding and sealing the picture scroll, Mingyu, who was exhausted, couldn't hold on any longer, and fainted. Ling Qi's voice became farther and farther away in his ears, and finally he couldn't hear it anymore.

He didn't wake up for a long time, and Ling Qi's eyes were red with anxiety, but he had to be sent to the hospital first, freeing up his hands to deal with the mess.

It took Ling Qi a day to put all the living souls back into their original bodies, and then tampered with their memories, deleting everything related to Ye Mingsha and replacing them with others.

As for the matter of casting a net to arrest people, Ling Mobei took the lead, and Ling Qi helped to stop the fish that slipped through the net. The massive arresting plan lasted for more than a month, and only came to an end bit by bit.

Ming Yuzhe woke up after a week of coma.

After all, Ye Mingsha's black mist caused him a lot of damage. After Ming Yuzhe woke up, he was not in a good state, lethargic, and his reaction was a little slow. Most importantly, his memory was confused.

He always forgets where he is, what time it is, and even his age.

He even forgot about Ling Qi.

And Ling Qi calmed down quickly after the initial panic. When Ming Yuzhe asked who he was, he was able to calmly say to him: "I am your junior brother Ling Qi, and the master entrusted you to me."

"Senior brother?"

After returning home from the hospital, Ming Yu sat on the bed and thought for a long time, before continuing to ask: "What about the old man?"

"Master has passed away for many years, it's a happy funeral." Ling Qi sat on the edge of the bed, holding his cold hand, and nonsense solemnly, "He said, when you become an adult, marry me and let me take care of you for the rest of your life. "

"I..." Ming Yuzhe was even more at a loss, "Am I still an adult?"

"A few years away."

Ming Yuzhe didn't speak any more, she lowered her hair for a while, then raised her head and looked around, looking at the bedroom.

He has become much quieter, carefully observing the environment that has become unfamiliar to him, and sometimes when a former acquaintance greets him, he just smiles and says yo, reducing his words to cover up his confusion and the fact that he is not native residents' secrets.

His memory can only last for a day or two, and sometimes when he wakes up, he will forget all the previous things and have to start all over again.

Ling Qi didn't find it troublesome. He even thought that this was good. He was the only person Ming Yuzhe trusted and relied on, which gave him the illusion of imprisoning Ming Yuzhe, and he was secretly excited.

Ling Qi asked Ming Yuzhe for a month's sick leave. Ming Yuzhe recovered quickly from his injury. After lying in bed for more than a week, he was idle at home, playing games, writing and drawing.

When Ling Qi was busy with work, Ming Yuzhe didn't want to play games, so he boredly drew a few flowers in the study, tore another piece of paper, and wrote a memo slowly.

——This year is the star calendar 2199.

——, underage.

——This is T star, going to school, Classical Chinese Academy, Metaphysics Academy. [map]

……

——Believe in Ling Qi, Ming Yuzhe likes Ling Qi the most.

After writing the memo, he glanced at it, folded the paper with satisfaction and put it in his pocket.

"Jade fold."

"Hey." Mingyu said yes, left the study and ran out.

After finishing work, Ling Qi fried French fries for him, cut some fruit, and asked him what he would like to eat tonight.

Ming Yuzhe didn't know what to eat, so Ling Qi hugged him and sat on the sofa, looked at the recipes with him, and whispered that the kind he used to like.

Ming Yuzhe looked at the menu for a while, then turned to look at Ling Qi, stared at Ling Qi for a moment, squinted his eyes and arched into his arms.

Ling Qi immediately stopped talking and patted his head, "Sleepy?"

"uh-huh……"

So Ling Qi carried him back to the bedroom and took a nap together.Originally, Ming Yuzhe didn't feel too sleepy, but after crawling to the bed and laying down, he closed his eyes and fell asleep for some reason.

On the other side of the T star, in a luxurious villa, a handsome and serious man rested on the desk in the study room, holding a pen in his hand.

The ends of his long and narrow eyes were a little red, not the kind of healthy and natural blush, it looked like a light blood color, slowly smudged at the ends of the eyes.

Ming Jun, who had finished handling part of the business, rested on the desk. He just wanted to close his eyes, but for some reason, he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

He had a dream, the dream was pitch black, as if immersed in a thick and deep abyss of ink, without seeing the sun.

And in the thick black ink, a young man with clear eyebrows closed his eyes, silently, floating in the center of the dark dream, and the strange black characters formed chains like living creatures, swimming and imprisoning him.

Mingjun felt distressed for no reason, and walked up to the young man in a daze, staring at him for a long time, but still couldn't remember who it was.

He felt that he should know this young man, maybe... not just acquaintance.

Ming Jun raised his hand, wanting to touch the sleeping young man, but just as he stretched his hand a little, it was blocked by an invisible wall.

Who is this?Mingjun desperately recalled, the redness of his eyes became more and more intense.He felt that he should love this young man very much, but...why didn't he remember?

In the dark dreamland, the young man imprisoned by chains slowly opened his eyes. The moment his dark red peach eyes opened, Ming Jun's heart skipped a beat.

"Ming... Mingsha..."

The Qingjuan youth blinked his eyes slowly, and smiled at him, Mingjun became more and more dizzy, breathing became a little difficult, his heart was pounding, almost broke his breastbone, jumped out of his chest, and jumped to the ground. In the hands of the young man.

"Snapped!"

The black world suddenly collapsed, the young man closed his eyes, and disappeared with the dream.

Ming Jun woke up suddenly, a thin layer of sweat covered his forehead, and the pen he was holding in his hand fell to the ground.

He frowned and straightened his waist, rubbing his temples, suddenly he couldn't remember what he dreamed just now, he tried hard to recall for a long time, but he couldn't recall anything.

"Forget it..." He let out a foul breath, bent down to pick up the pen and continued to deal with the matter.

He didn't notice at all that the outline of a bronze mirror on his chest suddenly appeared, and then slowly disappeared, as if sinking into the depths of his heart.

At the same time, Ming Yuzhe, who was sleeping deeply, suddenly woke up.

He opened his eyes suddenly, sat up from the bed, and was about to throw off the quilt and run out of bed when he suddenly had a headache and fell back on the bed.

"Yu Zhe? What's wrong? Headache again?"

He hugged his head and rubbed it vigorously, finally relieved before he had the strength to raise his head, looked at the cold and handsome man beside him, startled, "You..."

The man dragged him back into the quilt, covered him with the quilt, and said softly, "I am your junior brother Ling Qi. Your master handed you over to me. We will get married in a few years."

Ming Yuzhe nodded in a daze, lay silently in Ling Qi's arms, and closed his eyes wearily.

When he fell asleep again, Ling Qi got off the bed softly, walked into the study, looked at a rectangular wooden box in the corner of the study, pondered for a while, found cinnabar ink and a pen, and added a few more seals on the box .

After confirming that the seal was intact and unbreakable, Ling Qi put down the pen and looked at the box indifferently. Thinking of the real mirror that had disappeared so far, he frowned, hummed lightly, and tapped his finger on the wooden box.

"Even if I can't kill you, don't even think about escaping. Heh."

The author has something to say: the text is over! ! ! ! ! ! !

_(:з」∠)_There are still a few extra chapters to write about the game links that I forgot to write.

Thanks for reading, love you guys!

☆, extra episode 1

The game finally introduced a new way to play.

The current game does not have a test server, and the gameplay is run several times internally after the internal staff completes it. After confirming that there is no problem, it will be launched directly. Therefore, before the new gameplay is officially released, no one knows what the rules are.

Ming Yuzhe has been looking forward to it ever since he heard the news. After waiting for half a week, after school was over on Monday afternoon, he hurriedly ate dinner and then climbed to the game.

Then he ran over to take a look, and it hadn't opened yet.

The new gameplay of the game is Youfeng Pagoda, the entrance is in Taiyuan, Ming Yuzhe squats next to the Youfeng Pagoda to pick up and guide people, and browse the equipment and supplies sold by Youfeng Pagoda.

This is another piece of equipment and supplies that need to be purchased by collecting mission items. The equipment has pvp and pve equipment, and the attributes are not bad.The formula of snacks and medicines sold is to restore blood and mana and increase running speed in a short period of time, while the weapon enchanted with phoenix flame grindstone has a blood-sucking effect, and 5% of DPS is converted into blood value.

Ming Yuzhe, who has already graduated from pvp, rubbed his chin, looked at the enchanting formula Phoenix Flame Whetstone, and decided to stay in Youfeng Pagoda next.

Bound tits!This is his future bound milk!

The Youfeng Pagoda opens after 07:30 p.m. every night, and stays open until [-]:[-] a.m. the next day. Mingyu Zhe went online at [-]:[-]. After squatting in front of the guides for a while, he felt bored, so he went to do the task of escorting supplies to the front line first.

It wasn't until he returned to Taiyuan after running the front line that Ling Jiuxiao arrived belatedly and climbed into the game.

When Ling Jiuxiao went online, Ming Yuzhe was digging horse grass beside the Fenhe River Valley. He dragged a bunch of imperial bamboo grass and watched Ling Jiuxiao descend from the sky in a fairy spirit. He put the imperial bamboo grass in his bag and stood up, "So Come up quickly..."

Ling Jiuxiao hummed, and leaned over to stroke his hair.

Mingyu rubbed his palm with a smile, rubbed his buttocks, and said with a smile: "There is a small wooden house over there in the forest farm, it's pretty nice, do you want to go and see it?"

Ling Jiuxiao nodded, took off with both of them lightly, and flew to the forest farm in the northwest corner.

The sky in Taiyuan is relatively dark, with layers of clouds piled up, the sun is blocked by layers of clouds, and only a red glow can be seen.

The light in the forest farm was even dimmer, but we could see faint beams of light passing through the branches and falling on the thick fallen leaves on the ground.

Mingyu wandered around in the woods, and found the cabin, opened the door and walked in.

This wooden house looks like it should be used for temporary rest. It is very small. There are only a table, a chair and a bed in the wooden house. It is very narrow and a little dark. Several bunches fell obliquely on the ground inside the house, making half of the room bright and half dark.

Mingyu went to the window and looked out from the wooden window, while Ling Jiuxiao who came in behind closed the door, stared at him for a while, and suddenly leaned over and pressed him against the corner wall.

At this time, the game can fine-tune the body shape, height and body shape can be freely modified within a certain range, Ming Yuzhe's body shape has been adjusted, a little taller than in reality, and half a head shorter than Ling Jiuxiao, he was pushed to the corner and pressed On the wall, the bodies were pressed against each other, and almost the whole body was buried in his arms.

"Hey—what are you doing?" Ming Yuzhe raised his head and smiled, his dark purple eyes were shining brightly in the dark, he stretched out his arms to wrap around his neck, and curled his long hair with his fingers, "I can open it." Live."

Ling Jiuxiao wished to be intimate with him in public, put his hands on his waist, lowered his head to touch his forehead, bent one leg, and pushed his knee between his legs, "Then open it."

[Yeah!Just drive it!When we don’t exist, you continue to hehehehe~]

[Nice~ Continue!We don't look at it, really don't look at it! ]

[(*/ω＼*)The anchor is so petite in the arms of the Taoist priest~]

[I suspect I'm watching some kind of action movie... suck (—?ii?—;)]

Making out in such a dark and narrow place is always exciting.Ming Yuzhe gently tugged at Ling Qi's hair, unconsciously licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and suddenly wanted to log off and push this sullen man onto the bed.

But the Youfeng Tower that was about to open made him calm down quickly. He hugged Ling Jiuxiao's neck and rubbed against his arms, and said, "The Youfeng Tower is about to start, let's go back to Taiyuan City."

Ling Jiuxiao bowed his head and kissed his ear, and then flew back to Taiyuan City with him.

The guide can ask about the basic gameplay of Youfeng Pagoda. Ming Yuzhe went to ask, and after summarizing it, he gave Ling Jiuxiao a brief explanation.

There are nine floors in the wind tower, and 512 people enter the first floor, scattered in different areas. Everyone is hostile and there are no teammates. If you enter the tower together in a team, you can only be in the same CD.There is no equipment at all, so you need to search for equipment, find out the pass order to climb to the upper floor of the tower, wipe out at least half of the people on each floor, and only two people reach the first floor in the end, and the two compete for the Nether Pearl.Only the first four floors of the Youfeng Pagoda can have rewards, and the rewards are doubled for each floor.

After listening to the basic rules carefully, Ling Jiuxiao nodded.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the Youfeng Pagoda opens.

Ming Yuzhe stood in front of the guide, turned to Ling Jiuxiao and smiled, "I'll wait for you at the top of the tower."

Ling Jiuxiao nodded, and entered the Youfeng Pagoda with him.

The sound of the heavy wooden door opening came, and the eyes fell into darkness, and then there was a bang of closing the door, the darkness receded, and a clear picture appeared before the eyes.

On the first floor of Youfeng Pagoda, Ahriman weeps in the stone forest.

Ming Yuzhe was lucky, he landed in a very hidden corner, and there was a box with a faint green light at his feet. He reached out and took out a weapon.

The skill finally came back, Ming Yuzhe let out a breath, and continued to grope along the shadows, searching for supplies.

The wind in the Weeping Stone Forest was very strong, and the sound of the wind was howling, like a wail, just enough to cover up the sound of the action.

Ming Yuzhe was wearing a black Wanhua school uniform, which was quite suitable for lurking in the shadows. It didn't take long for him to gather basic equipment.

The equipment at the bottom layer will not be very good, the quality of the equipment on each floor is the same, the fight is the technique, and whether you can touch other life-saving materials.

Ming Yuzhe squatted in the bushes at the foot of a crying stone statue, opened a box, and took out a bottle of blood restoration medicine.

"The fifth bottle of blood recovery medicine." He put the medicine bottle away happily, and continued to grope forward, "I think I can dominate the Youfeng Pagoda. This place is simply the paradise of the Emperor of Europe."

[The content caused discomfort, reported it! (狗头.JPG)]

[There is no fuck to say_(:з」∠)_ Youfeng Tower really looks at the face and the technique, err, the black-faced hand is dying in seconds, and I am offline to watch the live broadcast. ]

[Wait for the anchor to show his power! (call)]

The barrage area was bustling with activity, Ming Yuzhe continued walking with a smile on his face.

He touched a lot of supplies, healed, escaped, disguised, everything, and he didn't fight anyone head-on. When he saw a figure from a distance, he ran away quietly, hiding first.

The number of people on the first floor was gradually decreasing, Ming Yuzhe found a fairly hidden corner, hid and watched the changes.

[No... Anchor, what are you doing with your neat equipment? ]

[Don't be cowardly!Just face them!Come on, anchor! ]

[Patience, patience... saving your life is the most important thing. ]

[I really want to sleep... (工_工)]

Ming Yuzhe also yawned. Seeing that there were only two-thirds of the crowd left, he waited for a while before he heard someone passing by outside.

He listened carefully, judged the distance, took out a pistol, and threw it out.

The small wooden ball rolled over, emitting thick smoke, and the choking smell of fireworks permeated the air.

"Fuck! Cough cough cough——"

A soft woman's voice came, and a figure quickly retreated to the original path in the smoke. Ming Yuzhe, who had been squatting outside the smoke, suddenly jumped up, raised her hand to fix her, and exploded. The wave of operations was as fierce as a tiger, instantly killing she.

The smoke effect lasted for 30 seconds. Ming Yuzhe ran over while the smoke hadn't receded, fumbled in the package lost after the player's death, and found a few supplies, and then slipped away without anyone noticing up.

The other party didn't even see clearly who killed her.

"I think I can play a Mingjiao," Mingyu said with a smile after slipping away, "I am very good at sneak attacks."

[23333, really 6, you have played all the elegant and famous people into assassins! ]

[Come to Tangmen!Come to Tangmen!The anchor is coming to our Tang Sect! ]

[It’s not bad to play Mingjiao, it just so happens that the Taoist priest also has a Mingjiao account, you can play Shuangmeow 22 together! ]

[Double meow...Nurse shivering_(:з」∠)_]

"No, I'm loyal to Wanhua, and I won't go to other sects." Ming Yuzhe thought for a while, but gave up the idea of ​​playing the trumpet, "It's too troublesome to save equipment, I'd better focus on Wanhua."

After all, it's lazy.

The number of survivors decreased by more than ten, and Mingyu, who was hiding in the dark, lost several players. When he was touching things, he suddenly found an item that he did not have.

"Soul awakening pill?" Ming Yuzhe picked up the dark red purse-shaped item with one finger, shook it curiously, and glanced at the item description, "With a scent of soul, the dead will wake up... huh?"

The description of the item did not state what the item was useful for, and the barrage area was urging Ming Yuzhe to open it to have a look. After thinking about it, he picked a place where no one was around, crouched in the shadow of the stone statue, and opened the purse.

A sweet and greasy fragrance wafted out of the purse, and Ming Yuzhe turned her head and sneezed twice in a row, and quickly pulled the purse away.

He hadn't recovered from the pungent aroma when suddenly there was a muffled rumble under his feet and a slight vibration.

The shadows on the ground began to shake, Ming Yuzhe looked up and met a red eyeball.

The stone statue covering its face and weeping opened its eyes. One eyeball was exposed from behind its fingers, emitting a gloomy red light. It seemed to be crying but not crying. The voice could not be heard clearly in the whistling wind, like crying or chuckling .

Mingyu frowned, and jumped up like a cloud, leaping out moon by moon.

Almost at the moment when he ran away, the eyeballs of the stone statue fell out, and a hole was smashed into the ground with a bang. Red smoke filled the air, corroding the surrounding grass to black.

The falling eyeballs were lifelike, with dark red pupils and bloodshot eyeballs, they flew up again after hitting the ground, turned in mid-air, and went straight to Mingyu Zhe.

The weeping stone statue was falling dust with a clatter, and the stone skin fell off quickly, and the stone statue turned into a beautiful woman in red. One eye socket was empty on her beautiful face, and only the black eye socket remained. With blood and tears.

Her movements seemed to be unhurried, but in fact, she took dozens of steps at a time, and it didn't take long before she was approaching behind Ming Yuzhe.

Mingyu dodged left and right, and was accidentally rubbed by the eyeball, and a portion of blood was lost immediately. He was so startled that he quickly took a little light work to distance himself, and happened to avoid the woman in red. .

He took time to look at the blood volume of the eyeballs and the woman in red. They both have hundreds of thousands of blood, and they are almost a small boss. After pulling the distance to a safe enough distance, he turned around and swiped his pen. On the eyeball.

Eyeballs are immune to his immobilization.

Mingyu brushed himself a spring mud protector with no expression on his face, put debuffs on the eyeballs and the woman to reduce the damage, and hit while slipping.

The speed of the eyeballs was so fast that Ming Yuzhe was almost overtaken several times, jumping up and down to hide by the terrain, dodging the fatal attack with difficulty.

[Anchor come on and run! ! ]

[Hahahahahaha! ! ]

[Nice!The anchor is super flexible! ]

[Wow, such an angry move!The anchor is really 66666! ]

Ming Yuzhe concentrated on dealing with the little boss, when suddenly there was a bang, a life-chasing arrow suddenly shot at the back of his heart, causing a slight pain, and in an instant, only blood remained!

"Wori!" He quickly took a blood recovery medicine, and at the same time gave himself a damage reduction. He turned his head and saw a Tangmen hiding in the grass was holding a mechanism box to read a note to him. He raised his hand and hit Break, Xiao Qinggong jumped over.

Sister Pao, who failed in the sneak attack, was about to run away when Ming Yuzhe came up to her, stretched out her hand and scratched her face, the dark red purse pressed her face hard, and the pungent smell made her hit her several times in a row. A sneeze, all skills are interrupted!

Mingyu dodged to get behind her, tied the string of her purse with her hair, took advantage of the fact that she didn't have a control buff, fixed her, and turned to run away.

The eyeballs and the woman who had been chasing Ming Yuzhe fixed their eyes on Sister Pao and drifted past.

Miss Pao, who released the immobilization, became invisible instantly, and the woman lost her target and stopped in place and spun around, but her eyeballs were still staring at her, flying past and hitting her eye sockets.

"Grass?!" Sister Pao was shocked, and her slender body quickly swept back.

Ming Yuzhe, who was hiding in the dark, raised the brush, smiled and applied a deceleration technique to Sister Pao.

Sister Pao's movements slowed down, and the eyeball chased up in the next second, hit one of Sister Pao's eyes with a slap, and squeezed into the eye socket abruptly!

Sister Pao's movements immediately froze, she couldn't move, her blood volume dropped to one-third, and the woman in red floated in front of her at this time, reached out and gouged out her other eye, and took the remaining The blood volume is hollowed out.

Cannon sister gameover.

[...a bit... scary...]

[_(:з」∠)_ No wonder people under the age of 16 are not allowed to play this game...]

[Scared to death baby provokes QAQ]

Ming Yuzhe pressed his chest to suppress his shock, and found that the woman in red and her eyeballs were beginning to fit together. She had a Vulnerability buff and a Laziness buff on her body.

This version of Huajian is a mobile turret, and the damage dealt is particularly high when standing up. During the period when the little boss was debuffed, Ming Yuzhe suppressed her HP to 50%.

The fusion of the woman and the eyeball was interrupted, she turned her head to stare at Ming Yuzhe, and started chasing him again. Ming Yuzhe gained experience, and after picking up the awakening soul pill on the ground, she hurriedly slipped away, still avoiding guerrilla attacks, and went everywhere Search for other players.

After running for a while, he pulled out a Miaoluo who was trying to survive in the crevices of the rocks. He stuffed the awakening pill into her hood, and hid himself. Seeing Miaoluo being chased by the little boss and crying, Darkly poke and poke to debuff the little boss, grinding away the blood bit by bit.

His wretched operation made the barrage area silent for a while, and they all sighed.

[The anchor is really... the number one hooligan in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley...]

[I feel sorry for Sister Pao just now, I feel sorry for Meow Luo now, 233333~]

Ming rogue smiled, and successfully killed several players with this rogue operation, and the boss was also ground to the last drop of blood by him.

The eyeballs and the woman fell to the ground and turned into stones. Ming Yuzhe walked over and knocked off Hualuo, who was chased by the boss, and took away her supplies without any politeness. Beside the boss, he crushed his eyeball with one foot, bent down and tapped the stone statue with a brush.

The stone statue was broken by him, revealing a black gold box, and a black gold key was exposed under the wreckage of the stone eyeball.

Ming Yuzhe squatted down to open the box, a stream of light flashed, and the box opened, revealing a palm-sized ink jade token inside the box.

"Oh, clearance token." Mingyu laughed and took out the token, which shrouded him with a faint green light, and soon he disappeared in place and left the first floor of the tower.

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_

☆, extra episode 2

The second floor of Youfeng Tower, Tianyi Swamp.

The Youfeng Pagoda does not have a mechanism that waits for the number of people who have been promoted to start. Instead, it can start directly as soon as you enter the map. That is to say, if you enter early, you will have more time to explore the tower than others.

The swamp map was still gray, and Ming Yuzhe appeared on the grass. Fortunately, he didn't fall directly into the swamp.

There were many dead branches on the grass, Mingyu found a longer and harder dead branch, used it as a walking stick to explore the way, and groped forward slowly.

While exploring the road to search for supplies, he wondered where the customs clearance order on this floor would be. Sometimes the pole accidentally poked the snakes, insects, rats and ants hiding in the swamp to jump up, and then flew away with a stick.

"In this kind of place, it's good to have a pole." Ming Yuzhe chatted with Danmaku, pulled a box floating on the water with the pole, and took out a detoxification bead, "Can find the way, It’s great to be able to fish things and use it as a weapon or as a crutch.”

[Hahahaha got it! Mua~]

[The anchor is so experienced, it feels like he is not watching a game live broadcast, but a wild variety show...]

[Send fafa to the host~]

As the first group of players who first climbed to the second floor, Ming Yuzhe has a great advantage this time. He spends more time collecting supplies than others. When the second-floor promotions are almost here, he has already changed to the second floor. Layers of equipment, touched a backpack of good things.

This map is not very convenient for lurking. It is basically grass and water. It is hard to say what is hidden in the water. There are only scattered bushes on the grass, which are quite small and basically cannot hide people.

Ming Yuzhe had a few bushes in his hand for camouflage, but it was not time to use it. He was squatting on a piece of grass, just about to pinch a poisonous snake to death, but he stopped for some reason, staring at the poisonous snake in his hand, lost in thought.

Just when the question came from the barrage area, he suddenly took out another barnacle, stuffed the poisonous snake in, and quickly blocked the mouth of the pot, "I said how could I touch the empty barnacle? Small animals."

[Ang, what are you doing pretending to be a small animal?eat? ]

[emmmm, isn’t it _(:з」∠)_The animals here seem to be snakes, mice and the like, can they really be eaten? ]

[Could it be used as a hidden weapon? ]

[Go—Swamp Snake! ]

Mingyu smiled and said nothing, while searching for supplies, he also caught a few centipedes and snakes and threw them into the barnacles together.

After a while, he finally met the first player.

A well-dressed Tibetan sword pouted its buttocks and scooped up boxes.

There is no red name reminder in Youfeng Pagoda, and there is no red name sign on the small map. Ming Yuzhe approached quietly, stuck at a distance of 20 feet, and raised the brush.

Sprinkle green lotus indiscriminately!The water and the moon are endless!Yang Ming pointed!Shang Yang pointed!

Jade!stone!all!burn!

A chessboard emerged from the void, and the white chess pieces above Tianyuan flew out and hit Xiao Huangji with a whiz, boom—insta kill.

Huang Ji, who had just climbed to the second floor and hadn't even collected his equipment, fell to the ground in a daze.

Ming Yuzhe, who had no psychological pressure to sneak up on the trumpet, put on the brush with a smile, jumped over in two or three steps, and collected all the supplies dropped by Huang Ji.

He throws away some things that are not used, and there are basically few good things left.He stood on the grass and looked into the distance, his figure was a bit lonely in the endless dark swamp, with wide sleeves and wide belt, long hair splashed with ink, the whole picture was beautiful and desolate.

At this time, bubbles suddenly popped up on the swamp, one after another bubbles emerged from the bottom of the water, burst on the surface of the water, and released wisps of gray mist.

The fog quickly gathered on the swamp, forming a dense fog, and the visibility suddenly dropped, and only the scenery within ten steps could be seen clearly.

After Ming Yuzhe discovered the fog, he opened the car by himself.