even if you are a man

Although he said he had to work harder, Song Xiang hadn't decided which camp to choose. He had no idea about neutrality, it was just immortals and demons...

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly received a voice transmission from thousands of miles across the night: "Senior! You're finally out!"

Coming just in time, Song Xiang replied, "What camp are you?"

"Ah? I, I'm a demon cultivator."

"okay, I get it."

So Song Xiang raised his head and said to the NPC in charge of teleportation, "Please send me to the immortals."

All the immortals are the old nest of the fairy world. In the sky, the scenery is beautiful, surrounded by clouds and mist, and most of the buildings and houses exude a strong "I am low-key but I am luxurious" atmosphere, which is very compelling.Song Xiang was dressed in a pure white 70-level luthier outfit, and walked on the road with his hands behind his back and his head held high while stepping on soft clouds, feeling that he was a good match for this place.

"Brother Lonely!—" There was a loud voice that sounded familiar.

Song Xiang is not often called by the name in the game, and he never thought he was being called, until a hand was put on his shoulder——

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the heroic brother who saved him that day.

No, I was seen by someone I knew while I was pretending!

The heroic brother didn't think too much, but seeing Song Xiang standing there for a while, he thought he didn't recognize him, "Hey... I was that day..."

"I remember you." Song Xiang quickly adjusted his state, "Thank you for saving me that day."

"Where is it?" Brother Haoqi Wanzhang waved his hand, "The world asked us to come here."

After a few days of two-person game life where "there is only myself and the scabbard left in the world", Song Xiang's mind was a little stuck, and it took a while to think of the equation "Human World = Human World into Painting = Lian Ye". Song Xiang nodded: " Thank you for that too."

"You're too polite, obviously you helped us." Brother Haoqi Wanzhang laughed and patted Song Xiang on the shoulder, "Are you here to cultivate immortality? You have reached level [-] so soon?"

...More than that, it is already seventy, Song Xiang nodded, "I plan to cultivate immortality, and I encountered a hidden mission before, so the upgrade is faster."

"Then do you want to come to Evening City?"

"...I'm not at the full level." Generally, big gangs have very high requirements for recruiting, and the back door to enter the Sword God Palace was opened overnight.

"Don't be afraid." The heroic brother bared his teeth, "You are the family member of an important member of our Evening City!"

"..." Song Xiang twitched the corners of his mouth, "Lian and I are not what you think."

The heroic brother was surprised: "He said you are like his own brother, don't you?"

"..." Dao Shenda, who was always tied up with Lian Ye to hype and sell rot, was also in inertial thinking, and he nodded calmly, "What he said is not wrong, that's how it is."

"Then you come?"

Song Xiang changed his mind and thought that since he chose to hide it for Lian Ye, he should help Di Di enter Lian Ye City to confirm his identity as an undercover agent, otherwise he would still be suspected of staying in Dao Shen Palace overnight, so he nodded in agreement.

"The player [Great King, spare your life] invited you to join the guild [Lian Ye City], do you agree?"

After Song Xiang confirmed it, he asked with a complicated mood: "Your name is... Your Majesty, please forgive me?" Such a bold man took such a name that did not fit his image.

The heroic brother laughed heartily, and said proudly, "That's right, because my wife's name is Dawang."

Song Xiang saw all gay guys these two days, and immediately wanted to ask whether your wife is a man or a woman. After thinking about it, he felt that his relationship with Brother Haoqi Wanzhang was not so good. It was a bit weird to ask such a question. Forget it, but God quickly and considerately gave him an answer.

"Okay you! I went to the shop for a walk, you can't wait in such a short time!" A slender hand accurately grabbed the ear of the heroic brother, no, forgive me, "Chasing me When you want to please me in every possible way, you just throw it away when you catch it, huh? Isn’t it?”

"Ouch, pain, pain, daughter-in-law, please forgive me, please listen to my explanation." Brother Rao Ming immediately shouted for mercy with a happy face.

Song Qu decided to take back his previous views on Brother Rao Ming's naming...

After making a fuss on the road, the three of them sat in the "Xianfan OL" chain restaurant Fenglailou... Zhongxiandao branch.

"I'll let you see a joke, Brother Lonely." Sister-in-law Rao Ming, who has a charming temperament and appearance, smiled at Song Xiang.

In fact, even if brother Rao Ming and sister-in-law Rao Ming don't make a fuss about their names, others will know that they must be a couple at a glance, because they both give people a feeling of enthusiasm, heartiness and a little silly, with gestures, words and deeds. in the same atmosphere.Song Xiang didn't know if this was a kind of husband and wife portrait, but it made people very happy to see it, and a little envious.

Facing these two people, even serious people would relax, let alone Song Xiang, he leaned back in his chair, shrugged his shoulders, and said a little teasingly: "No joke, I've seen a lot of Xiu En'ai. "

The two people on the opposite side are obviously very useful, one said "Hi! Don't say it, Lonely Brother, I knew you were different from others the first day I saw you hahahaha", the other said "Oh, Lonely Brother, we are actually okay, just average Love it hahahaha"...

I don't know what was right for them, the couple immediately regarded Song Xiang as their own, so Song Xiang was brainwashed by "hahahaha" all the way...

There is a kind of person in this world who is familiar just right, not too much, not too much, making you feel as close as an old friend.This speed is really too difficult to grasp, Song Xiang thinks it should be regarded as a talent, after all, he has never been able to learn it himself.

When they parted at the end, the two added him as friends respectively, and then went offline together to date in the real world... Really, the relationship is surprisingly good.

After bidding farewell to the two, Song Xiang stayed in place for a while, and when he realized that he didn't know what he was thinking before, he had to click his tongue twice, and turned to find a special NPC to join the immortal way.

After joining, the cultivation column of the character panel was immediately unlocked. It can be seen that Song Xiang is currently in the early stage of foundation establishment, which is the lowest level of cultivation.The cultivation level can be improved by meditating, killing monsters or players cultivating demons, immortal missions, daily missions, certain festival activities, and some hidden missions.

The fairness of "Xianfan OL" is here, only top-level equipment and weapons can be bought with money.God-level equipment is not good, it depends on luck, and the level of cultivation is not good, it depends on the time and energy you spend.Moreover, the game warehouse is bound to the game characters and players, and there is no way to find power leveling.

So no matter which local tyrant you are, if you enter the game, you can still start from a rookie and work diligently step by step.

Among all the cultivation methods, the fastest and safest is to meditate carefully. It sounds like a boring thing, but the game is connected to the real network, and players can choose to focus on other things during the meditation.

Song Xiang returned to his mansion in a level 30 strange area, meditating and typing.

In five hours, I wrote a total of 07. Song Xiang felt that although he had been wandering for three months, his sword was still not old, and his speed did not slow down.I read it again from the beginning in a happy mood, and modified some words and bugs. It was already 30:[-] in the evening.Two days ago, he didn't eat in order to quickly upgrade the map. Now there is no urgent matter, and Song Xiang, who is still very particular about health preservation, has gone offline.

"Ding dong—" the doorbell rang.

It is said that Song Xiang had never contacted him on QQ since he fought wits and courage with his editor-in-chief last time, so his immediate reaction was that Nanshan came to collect his debts!

This is the first time for Song Xiang to feel the maliciousness of advanced technology... Flying from City B of the headquarters of Qingshu.com to City S where he lives, the fastest is half an hour, and the slowest is three quarters of an hour... This is a fucking human. Son!

Thinking of the classic saying that you always have to pay back when you come out, Song Xiang resolutely opened the door——

"Wangcai!" A girl threw herself into his arms.

The waist was bound tightly, and the clothes were wiped with snot, tears and mascara. Song Xiang was so frightened that his hands froze in the air and did not dare to move.

"Eat first." After a long time, he said stiffly.

The housekeeping robot 5.0 virtuously cooked fried rice with eggs for two people. Song Xiang ate it while looking at the woman sitting opposite him with tears, snot and cosmetics mixed with the rice and desperately digging into her mouth with horror.

His mental activity also changed from "This is still a woman, it's so disgusting" at the beginning to "Emma really lost his appetite"... In the end, thousands of words merged into a "vomit—"

"What are you vomiting? If you are capable, you really vomit! You are hypocritical!"

"Can you respect food well?" Song Xiang stretched out his hand and pointed at the housekeeping robot 5.0, "Are you worthy of the fruits of the housekeeping angel's labor? Look at it, it's about to cry."

"Death and wealth! Robots and women are crying, you only see robots! You will never be able to marry a wife in this life, the next life, and the next life!"

Song Xiang snorted disdainfully: "None of your business."

The other party slapped the table hard, extremely angrily: "Would it be your reaction when a normal person sees a beautiful woman crying pear blossoms with rain!? Who says you are not gay? Tell me, I promise to kill him!"

"You're crying like rain, miss." Song Xiang handed over a tissue in a timely manner, "Do you feel better after scolding?"

"Wangcai, I knew that only you could heal me." The other party took the tissue and pressed it on his nose, sucked the snot hard and without image, and wiped the tissue, "Only you see me cry... ...never comfort me...instead quarrel with me."

Song Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "...Miss, are you sure you are praising me?"

"You don't understand, the more you are comforted, the more you want to cry... You don't expect to understand the delicate and sensitive hearts of girls in this life."

Song Xiang frowned, and asked in doubt: "But you can't stop crying with noise when dealing with normal girls?"

"Humph!"

This slightly weird woman in front of her is Song Xiang's ex-girlfriend... No wonder, with such an ex-girlfriend, Song Xiang would cry, she might as well have sex, so... she is actually a cousin.

When my cousin was born, the fortune teller said that she lacked water in her life, so she was named Shen Luo in the end.

Song Xiang looked at the other party crying and cursing, squatting, propped his chin and thought, what a fart for lack of water, crying is like a vast ocean, inexhaustible.

"Come on." Song Xiang finished cursing, sat upright, and put on a posture of listening attentively, "Crying so stupidly can only be a relationship problem, come! Tell me, so that I can have fun Ah."

"You want to know?" Shen Luo stopped crying immediately, raised his eyebrows without fighting strength, "If you want to know, please ask me!"

"..." Song Xiang looked at her grimace that was crying unbearably, and deliberately didn't remind her.

Shen Luo got up, twirled and ran to the guest room of Song Xiang's house with eyes closed, familiar with the way, "Wangcai, I will arrive in the game warehouse tomorrow, you sign for me."

"..." Song Xiang slowly began to eat his cold egg fried rice, counting one, two, three in his heart.

"Ah!—how did I cry so ugly! You didn't tell me!"

Whenever Shen Luo appeared, Song Xiang felt that he and the gay guy had one thing in common and empathized - they didn't like women.