The Fourth Quadrant of Online Games

With a beating in his heart, he hurriedly lit the fire, got himself a torch, and followed the direction Xiang Hong walked in his memory to find someone.

As soon as it got dark, the forest, which was not small in the first place, seemed even bigger, and the shadows of the surrounding trees were close together, and many of them looked like distorted figures, which appeared to be nothing at all.

Against the background of this deep forest, the torch in Pu Yiyang's hand seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, as if it had turned back to those fragile sparks just now, completely useless, and would be submerged in the vast darkness at any time.

He clung to the only light, and his heart tightened more and more.

This is a real forest, full of dangers and unpredictable.The two humans are just outsiders. Without the tools they are proud of, they are like two monkeys who have lost their fur and can't climb trees. The advantages accumulated over thousands of years can't be used. A little threat, and it's time to confess my life.

Not only that, but also the sneaky pursuers just now.

Pu Yiyang couldn't tell which side was more deadly for a while, and he only hoped that Xiao Xiang would not be as unlucky as he thought, and it would be better if he just lost his way instead of encountering any danger.

Not to mention that it was already dark, even if it was still light, there was no way ahead, he almost scurried around like a headless chicken, except to make sure that he remembered how to get back, he was not sure that he would find Xiang Hong.

It must be a miracle that he could really meet someone if he walked like this.

Pu Yiyang had no choice but to shout at the top of his voice while walking, from "Xiang Zong" to "Xiang Hong", hoping that the sound could travel farther than the fire, so that the person who didn't know where he was could notice .

After walking like this for a long time, the fire behind him was already covered by dense trees, Pu Yiyang felt that the wind was blowing more and more fiercely, the humidity was accumulating in the air, and his heart was getting worse.

It's going to rain.

When it rained, no matter whether it was the torch in his hand or the newly lit fire, there was only one way to go out.When the fire was gone, and they still couldn't find each other, and couldn't return to the hut he had built, they would really have to spend the night in this dangerous dark forest.

This difficulty is comparable to that of a first-level rookie single-handedly fighting against a 40-player dungeon boss, which is purely looking for death.

Should I go back first, or continue to go deeper and find another person?

Pu Yiyang himself was surprised, he didn't hesitate at all, his legs had already moved forward automatically.

Just when hope was fading and even he was about to lose his way, he heard a little movement ahead.I don't know if it's an illusion, but there seems to be a dark shadow behind the tree.

Is it some kind of animal?

Just as Pu Yiyang wanted to push his glasses to see more clearly, he remembered that the bridge of his nose was now empty, and his glasses had long since left him.

A myopic eye in the dark is really no different from a blind man.

Fortunately, judging by the size of the shadow, it shouldn't be too threatening.

Holding a torch, he approached on tiptoe, and saw that it was faint, and he was about to see clearly, when he saw the black shadow jumping out from behind the tree and pounced on him.

Pu Yiyang thought he had bumped into a leopard, so he quickly backed away, but his speed was not as fast as the opponent's. He was hit hard in the stomach, and he crashed into another tree in an instant.

It's over, I can't save people, but I got into it myself.

Pu Yiyang was hit so hard that his eyes stared like gold stars, his chest seemed to be firmly pressed down, the pain was burning, and his mouth was full of bloody smell.Struggling, he raised his hand to grab it, and happened to catch a handful of fine long hairs. He was wondering what it was, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw something approaching quickly above.

He thought it was a leopard's paw, and thinking of the last fight, he raised the torch in his hand and wanted to stab the thing on his body.

Before the torch was poked, the thing reflected its shape first, it was a not very sharp stone.

Pu Yiyang finally understood what the big thing that was holding him down was. He didn't know whether to cry or laugh, so he quickly stopped the torch and shouted: "Stop beating, it's me, it's me!"

The guy on the body didn't know what stimulated him, and he should have heard his words, but he still didn't let go immediately.

The ax was pressed against his neck and did not fall, but the pair of dark eyes in front of him were not much gentler than those of a leopard.

Xiang Hong in the darkness was more terrifying than ever, with a ferocious face, blue veins showing on his pale forehead, and he grabbed Pu Yiyang's fingers so hard that he seemed to crush his shoulders.

Usually Xiao Xiang is always vicious, but he has always been like a dormant leopard, even when he jumped up and pointed a gun at someone, he never really showed his sharp teeth and fangs.

When the beast shows its fangs and claws, it means that it is going to be serious.

"Xiang, Mr. Xiang?" Pu Yiyang was stunned, "You...are you going to kill me?"

Strange to say, when he realized this, his first reaction was not fear, but disappointment.

He thought that he gradually got to know Xiang Hong a little bit. He began to believe that the black hand who wanted his life had nothing to do with Xiang Hong. He almost regarded this person as a partner in need, and he came to find him regardless of his own safety...

Oh shit.

He didn't know where the strength came from, and he grabbed the guy's long hair and pulled it hard, followed by a knee, which hit the guy's waist firmly.

The situation reversed within two seconds, and the person who hit the tree became Xiang Hong.

Pu Yiyang didn't dare to take it lightly, he held the torch with one hand, and held on to Xiang Hong's hand holding the ax with the other. Like wrestling.

He desperately pressed down on the tossing man, and pressed him tightly to the tree, not daring to let go for a moment, for fear that as long as there was a slight slack, the ax would fall towards his neck.

"Xiang Hong, tell me, am I stupid or are you crazy?" He couldn't hold back and blurted out.

Xiang Hong let out a low growl at him, like a wounded beast, desperately trying to get rid of his shackles.

In terms of strength, Pu Yiyang, an otaku, can't compare to Xiang Hong, who can easily knock down two strong men by himself, but he never misses an opportunity.Seeing that Xiang Hong still refused to give in, he hardened his heart, and leaned forward, with one knee pressed against Xiang Hong's injured leg with incomparable precision.

The pulse gate was pinched, and Xiang Hong couldn't move even if he wanted to. The roar in his mouth turned into a low moan of pain, and he began to tremble slightly from one leg to the whole body.

After a while, Pu Yiyang realized that even the wrist he was holding was covered in cold sweat. He knew that the man was in severe pain, and he felt somewhat guilty, but he still didn't dare to let go immediately.

After staying silently for a few minutes, the people below finally calmed down completely, and the strength of the hand holding the ax was released.

"Get up." The man said two words in a hoarse voice.

"Aren't you crazy?" Pu Yiyang was worried, and looked at the pair of beautiful eyes in front of him with the faint light of the fire. Seeing that the eyes were more or less clear, he asked again, "Mr. Xiang, do you know who I am?" Is it?"

He vaguely felt that something was wrong with Xiang Hong before. Does this mean that that guy didn't intend to kill him?

Pu Yiyang felt relieved immediately.

As expected, Xiang Hong returned to normal. He looked at him coldly with black eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Pu Yiyang, if you don't get up again, I will definitely make you regret it."

Yo, is this a threat again?

Pu Yiyang squinted his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, and felt that the other person still looked like a little leopard, but he didn't intend to eat people this time, he just opened his mouth and yelled at people, which was really annoying.He didn't know which tendon was wrong, and he fell into the old habit of climbing along the pole when he relaxed, and suddenly wanted to do more to die, for example, to touch the hand that was messily resting on the man's pale cheek, But look at the smooth and still long hair.

Xiang Hong yelled: "Pu! Yi! Yang!"

Pu Yiyang's ears went numb from the shock, he regained consciousness, let go of the hand that was touching the leopard's tail, and said with a smile on his mouth, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiang, my legs are also numb, and I can't get up when I think about it. "

He was also half telling the truth.

He is an otaku who is obediently squatting in the office, and he suddenly had such a fight, and his hands and feet are still weak.Even if it is playing games, it takes a lot of stamina after a fight, not to mention that he is not as experienced as the one who passed by.

Xiang Hong didn't know that he was really exhausted now, he only thought that he was deliberately revenge, his face flushed suddenly, and his whole body trembled again, this time it was not pain, but anger.

Under the dim and ambiguous light of the fire, the thin red quickly seeped out, seeped into the air, seeped into the hazy night, and became everywhere at once.

And the red color finally flew back to the man's face in turn, on the corners of the eyes and on the brows, suppressing the usual viciousness of that guy, forcing out a bit of unusual beauty.

It was the first time for Pu Yiyang to see Mr. Xiang like this, and he couldn't help being taken aback.Maybe it was because the torch was too close, and the hotness finally fell on his cheeks.He belatedly realized that after the fight just now, the postures of the two of them at this moment were really too wrong.

If someone came over, they would probably be able to think that the two of them were going to burn firewood all over the place.

As shameless as Pu Yiyang, they all felt a little embarrassed.

Xiang Hong was used to being condescending, and when he was pinned down on a tree like this and he couldn't resist, there was not only fury in those eyes, but also a trace of surprise and deep humiliation.

Pu Yiyang actually showed a little guilt.

What is he doing?Originally, it was only to save his life, and it was a temporary expediency, to suppress him.Why would he stare at the instigator like this instead, as if he has become the one who is making money and harboring ulterior motives?

It's all because he was obsessed with ghosts just now, as if he didn't think this gesture was misunderstood enough, he even touched people's hair.

What if Xiao Xiang always regained his strength later and was furious and wanted to chop off his troublesome claws, so what should he do?

"Is it enough?" The storm in Xiang Hong's eyes suddenly stopped, but his whole body regained his composure, and he whispered to him, "If it's enough, get out of here."

Pu Yiyang really let go.

Xiang Hong pushed him away, and was about to move forward with his injured leg. After walking a few steps, his calf trembled.

Pu Yiyang followed in a hurry, neither stretching out his hand nor not stretching out his hand, so he stretched out the remaining torch in his hand to light the way for Xiang Hong.

Xiang Hong didn't look at him, but raised his hand and took the initiative to grab his forearm.

Pu Yiyang's heart trembled when he was caught, and he helped Mr. Xiang up, feeling a little happy for no reason.

Probably because Xiang Hong didn't seem to want to chop off his hand.

Taking advantage of the last torch in his hand, Pu Yiyang led Xiang Hong back to the original base at the fastest speed.

Fortunately, the rain hasn't started yet, and the fire just now is still burning well. This time, it's like stepping into the first stage of civilization from the Dark Ages, which is more or less a comfort.

In the woods, you pushed me and I pushed you to fight. Both of them were covered in mud and dusty face. Pu Yiyang was fine and got used to it quickly. It was Xiang Hong who saw the mud and grass leaves on his body when he came back. , Just like some poisonous snakes and beasts would grow on the clothes, the hair all over the body exploded again.

It's a pity that the shack that Pu Yiyang built was not very clean either.

Xiang Hong stood stiffly in front of the shack for a long time on crutches, and said to Pu Yiyang: "Are you really going to lie in this garbage dump all night?"

Pu Yiyang got in a long time ago, patted the ground beside him, and said, "Mr. Xiang still wants to be a drowned rat?"

Xiang Hong obviously experienced a battle between heaven and man, and then sat down beside Pu Yiyang bitterly.