The history I've been through has collapsed [Quick Transmigration]

Before finding Shen Yan, Yuan Rang was still not sure about it.

Don't dare, don't want to, and don't want to.

In his eyes, Mr. is not a person caught in hatred.

Although he never mentioned his past, he always looked at Yuan Rang with bright and gentle eyes.

How could a person with hatred in his heart have such a look in his eyes?

Yuan Rang was puzzled.

What's more, it's the bursts of distress in my heart.

He stood by the window of the inn and sighed.

Its daybreak.

At this moment, the system reminded him that Zhuo Qiu was online.

Yuan Rang was a little surprised - there was still an hour before the agreed time.

He walked to the hall downstairs and saw Zhuo Qiu waiting at the door, feeling puzzled.

"Zhuo Qiu."

"Hey, Brother Yuan!"

When Zhuo Qiu saw him, he looked nervous and anxious, as if he had something to say.

"Go upstairs and talk."

Yuan Rang led him upstairs, and Zhuo Qiu stomped on the wooden floor.

After entering the door, Zhuo Qiu reversed his usual off-line temperament, and gave way to Yuan seriously: "I went offline yesterday because I received news from the old man that he participated in the development of online games."

He paused and frowned: "There are many players who, after logging in to the game, were cut off from the real world and died. According to the understanding of those developers, it should be done by an artificial intelligence who discovered the secret of Super Brain. of."

His old man had already guessed when artificial intelligence came out - with artificial intelligence of its own consciousness, something would happen one day.

And those players also died in the virtual world, not the kind of death that is usually relegated, but a real brain death.Their bodies suddenly appeared in Novice Village, and some players recognized them. At first they thought it was a prank, but later a few of them knew the truth.

Brain death is not the same as physical death, and the game is very dangerous now.

The news is blocked now, but it will be made public in the near future, and the Ultrain will definitely be destroyed. "

[Although I don't know which awesome NPC did it, but the moment the game is closed, it is the best chance to escape from it! 】

There was a hint of hesitation in Zhuo Qiu's tone: "And those corpses are turning green..."

"You mean, the player's death is related to Moonlight Bud?"

Yuan Rang tried his best to maintain a calm face, but in fact, there was a storm in his heart.

"Yes, and those players were active near Jingshan City during their lifetime."

Zhuo Qiu muttered to himself—it couldn't be such a coincidence.

"Anyway, I'm going to go offline after I finish this sentence. I'm going online this time to tell you something. I hope you will be careful too."

He looked at Yuan Rang. The chances of meeting people in the virtual world in the real world are almost slim. Their separation this time is equivalent to a farewell.

Although we haven't known each other for a long time, he has already regarded Yuan Rang as his friend from the bottom of his heart.

Yuan Rang pursed his lips and said, "You told me such an important thing, and I have one more thing to tell you."

"I'm not a player."

[You are crazy! 】

Although Zhuo Qiu is silly, he is not stupid.

Yuan Rang's implication is that he understands that if it's not a player, it's an NPC.And the NPC approached the player, saying that there is no other purpose, I am afraid no one will believe it.

But Yuan Rang chose to tell him the truth.

But Zhuo Qiu smiled and said, "No wonder you are so skilled."

"I'm offline, Brother Yuan, take care."

In any case, they are friends.

And it's a friend I'll never see again for the rest of my life.

Yuan Rang understood what he meant, and smiled: "Take care."

There was only one person left in the house.

Yuan Rang suddenly seemed to realize something, and rushed towards Shen's residence at the fastest speed in his life.

His intuition has always been accurate.

The person who destroyed the Ultrain by external force by killing the player was Shen Yan.

He landed at the gate of Shen's residence, almost daring not to go in.

But he went in anyway.

In the main hall, a man in white leaned on a pillar and looked at him, wearing a light fur coat under the breezy breeze.

The black silk is tied up with a jade crown, showing the dignity of a gentleman.

It's Shen Yan.

Yuan Rang only felt that his heart had fallen to the bottom.

His last hope was also dashed.

"You came."

When Shen Yan spoke, his tone seemed to be difficult to distinguish between joy and sorrow.

Yuan Rang looked up at his beautiful almond eyes.

My husband once told him that a person's eyes can speak.

Shen Yan's eyes were complicated, with relief, and... joy.

He wanted to question Shen Yan why he killed so many innocent players.

Yuan Rang tightly clutched the small jade badge on the scabbard, his fingers turned slightly white due to his pressure.

"Sir." He spoke with difficulty, his usually clear voice seemed a bit stagnant.

"You taught me that in human life, one should follow the good and save the evil. If you act unkindly, you will suffer the consequences yourself, and everyone will betray their relatives."

As soon as he said it, he regretted it.

The jade chapter was gripped more and more forcefully by him, almost as if it was about to be crushed.

Shen Yan looked at his habitual little movements of grabbing things when he was nervous, and suddenly felt a little funny.

Even if the words were harsher, he couldn't get angry with Yuan Rang.

It hasn't changed at all. When I was young, I loved to hold my sleeves with a bulging face. When I grew up, I seemed to dislike the childishness of holding my sleeves, and started to grab the seal he carved for him.

Although Yuan Rang looked calm, Shen Yan could guess his thoughts just by watching his small movements.

After all, the one standing in front of him with an aggrieved face and questioning him is the child he taught himself.

Yuan Rang only saw the white-clothed scholar in front of him leaning against the pillar, weak and almost collapsed, apparently dying, but he was not angry when he heard the words.

"I taught you so."

Shen Yan turned his head sideways, and smiled at him with hooked lips, his handsome and elegant face looked a little sinister because of the slightly dried blood on the corner of his lips,

"If everyone betrays relatives, will you leave me too?"

His eyes are deep, and the deep yuan makes it feel like it can suck his soul into it.

"Sir..." Yuan Rang said slowly.

"The Shen family... If the enemy can pay the price, a life is nothing."

"When I did this, I didn't intend to live."

Shen Yan, as always, looked at his apprentice with tolerance and doting, closed his eyes and sighed softly:

"And, damn it, don't I?"

Yuan Rang was standing in front of him, and when he heard this, he suddenly knelt down, and his knees knocked on the ground with a crisp sound.

He supported Shen Yan's body to prevent him from falling completely, then hugged him tightly with both arms, resting his forehead in the socket of his neck and did not speak.

No... I don't want you dead at all.

Shen Yan's neck felt a little cold.

Yuan Rang tilted his head, sniffing the familiar bamboo fragrance on his husband, at this moment, he suddenly wanted to keep this moment forever.

"Sir, please don't go."

Don't go, just be my husband all the time, okay?

please.

"Superin will not let me go."

"I am very happy that you can come to see me off for the last time."

Shen Yan raised his hand with the last bit of strength, smoothed Yuan Rang's loose hair in a hurry, and said softly:

"I haven't picked the characters for you yet. Call Ming Yun for your characters.

No matter when, don't fall into the quagmire of hatred, at least, you have to come out.

Take this as a warning, this is the last thing a teacher can teach you. "

He didn't specify what should be a warning, but both of them knew that it was him.

Hatred swallowed everything about him.

Shen Yan finally came out of the hatred, but at the cost of his life.

He paused for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it anymore, "Ranger..."

I'm sorry, but I'm not a good teacher either.

As he passed away, his body became more and more transparent until it dissipated.

Not a single bit of hope or thought remained.

Yuan Rang stared blankly at his empty hands.

After a while, he saw a piece of silk that fell to the ground at some point, and wrote four powerful words "Walk far away, don't read".

He suddenly remembered that he went to the bamboo house to find Mr. but couldn't find it, so he took this piece of silk and kept it.

If it is not traveling far, how can we not read it.

Yuan Rang looked at the word and laughed heart-piercingly.

In the old days, it was heartbreaking to recall this.

A drop of clear tears melted on the pure white silk.

He can no longer find Mr.

The author has something to say:

The friendship between Zhuo Qiu and Yuan Rang is that of Gu Long.

There will be a side story later, and then the main text will open the copy of the Three Kingdoms.

Shen Yan is in the protagonist column, how could he get a lunch box! !nonexistent! !