Horror game live BUG is actually my own

A few days after Fu Yan came back, the rumors of his death were broken, but new rumors spread wildly again.

There is no way, Feng Mingyao's face is too iconic, and he walks outside unobtrusively, but whoever has eyes can't see it?Originally, many people had rumored that the "big tall man" next to Fu Yan was actually the "Security Team", but now that there was a smaller version, everyone could not help guessing his origin.

Especially after some sects knew that this child could "swallow" puppets and spells alive, they affirmed that he "is definitely a child of the 'security team'".This kind of ability that doesn't look like a human must be in the same line as the boss of Fu Yan's family!

And one of the "must-pass roads" of this gossip is naturally the identity of "the child's mother".It's not that everyone must know the identity of the child's mother, but the appearance of this character has made some people think: that boss of the "security team" may not be due to Fu Yan (male).

However, everything here has not danced to Fu Yan so quickly.There are two changes in his recent life. One is that Fengming has to learn housework very quickly—as long as Fu Yan personally asks him to, this kid can learn everything quickly—Fu Yan himself can basically get rid of housework; the other is that, Fan Xiangyi allocated more and more time to meditation during training.

The first point made Fu Yan feel happy. After all, who doesn't like to be freed from housework?On the last point, Fu Yan suspected that Fan Xiangyi was doing it for "self-interest".

This guy just forced Fu Yan to think clearly about his emotional relationship within a month and a half, and then the duration of the meditation course skyrocketed. Isn't this forcing Fu Yan to think quickly?

If this is the case, it can only be said that Fan Xiangyi is self-defeating.When Fu Yan was meditating, Fan Xiangyi was present and staring at him. Fu Yan couldn't ignore his existence at all, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

And to be honest, Fu Yan didn't know much about "meditation".As soon as Fan Xiang asked him to sit there and close his eyes to think, Fu Yan managed to avoid falling asleep.

In short, the days passed like this until there was one day left before re-entering the game.

Cen Yi came to give Fu Yan some snacks made by Wu Zifei, and asked by the way, "Are we together again?"

Fu Yan had no objection, just asked: "Do you have enough team-building props again?"

"Since I met Dai Bowen, the flow of materials has really become smoother." Cen Yi sighed, "The team-up props are one of the most common props in their base."

"So that's how it is." Fu Yan said, "It seems that you are doing business with Mr. Shen and the others."

"Business can't be talked about. How can you let Mr. Shen be an economic consultant if you barely get on the big boat of a professional businessman?" Cen Yi sighed, "Others are struggling with life and death, and you are building a financial empire, so be convinced .”

"Do you think I am doing it? I will give full authority to Mr. Shen, because I don't know how to do it." Fu Yan spoke confidently, then took out a red bean dumpling from the box, and asked Feng Ming to ask, "Go and pay tribute to His Majesty." .”

Feng Ming was about to hold the dumpling, expressionless: "Your Majesty is not here."

Fu Yan said, "Oh, then eat it."

Fengming was going to swallow it in one gulp, there was no chewing process at all, just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit.However, he didn't care what the flavor was, it just belonged to Fu Yan telling him to eat it, and he just ate it.

Cen Yi listened and watched, and couldn't help asking: "'Your Majesty'...?"

"Oh, Fengming is still a bit stupid. I can't let him shout after me, so I can only use this pronoun to tell him."

"Who asked you this?" Cen Yi wondered in his heart that Mr. Fan was actually called "Your Majesty". Is this just a simple nickname, or does he have such an identity...?

But after Cen Yi asked this question, Fu Yan didn't know whether it was intentional or not, anyway, it got sidetracked.Cen Yi had a lot of thoughts, and when he was distracted like this, he guessed that he probably couldn't ask, so he changed the subject, looked at Feng Ming who was standing beside him, and asked, "Speaking of which, he can also eat human food?"

"Didn't you see it all?" Fu Yan replied, "It's just a simple pass. This thing is useless to him and won't provide him with energy. Even if it does, it's a little bit."

"Then those mysterious spells and paper cranes he ate can give him energy?"

"can."

"But he eats casually outside like this, which is likely to attract the attention of some interested people." Cen Yi said, "When you enter the game, does he enter? If he doesn't enter, if someone comes to him when you are not around, even Attack him, does he have the ability to protect himself?"

"What are you worrying about?" Fu Yan looked at him suspiciously, "Do you really think students care?"

"Just asking. If you are willing to teach, someone will rush to teach you."

"Who wants to be taken advantage of? And those who practice profound arts?"

"Isn't that right? They don't dare to mess with the big one in your family, but the small one might look more talkative, so they came to ask me to help and ask, can you have an 'academic exchange' with the child." Cen Yi said, "'Exchange "Guide" and "mutual learning" are the original words of Yaozhen faction and Nanmu faction. I don't think they dare to underestimate Fengming Yao. If you enter the game and can't control it, it's not bad to consider putting it in their faction .”

"... Forget it, if you let him in, wouldn't it be like a wolf joining a sheep?" Fu Yan was a little speechless when he heard him say "the big one in your family".But when he went to refute it, it seemed that there was no money here, so Fu Yan had to ignore it and skip it: "Farewell, when he swallows all the props when he communicates, should I pay or not?"

Cen Yi: "... also."

"You don't need to worry about him. Even if he is fatally injured, at most he will peel off his skin and will not die completely." Fu Yan said, "At most it will be difficult to restore his appearance, and he will not die."

Cen Yi thought that what he said was similar to "disfigurement", or what cultivators call "dantian damage", so he said "oh" and didn't say any more.

What Fu Yan said was that even if Feng Ming was killed, his spirit could continue to survive and even grow again with a drop of Fan Xiangyi's blood.As far as appearance is concerned, only Cressia is good at making it.It's hard to say whether Fengming will be able to regain the human form after losing this layer of human form.

However, maybe after losing this layer of skin, Fan Xiangyi still finds him more pleasing to the eye?If you lose your horse, you know it's not a blessing, so let's do everything according to fate.

***

When dinner was approaching, Fan Xiangyi came out of the study.

Seeing that his timing was so good, Fu Yan couldn't help but complain, "Why do you come out of the study like you're commuting? You weren't here at all before, right?"

Fan Xiang closed the door with his hands behind his back: "You were surprised by my sudden appearance several times before, so when you were on the first floor, I came out of the study."

"..." Fu Yan was silent for two seconds, "You used to do this in silence."

"It's better to be discovered by you, but I don't want what I do to remain unknown forever." Fan Xiang said, "And you said that I seem to be commuting, so you are acquiescing that I am coming home from get off work?"

Fu Yan found out that this guy has been really... three sentences about emotional problems.

There is no way to escape if you want to escape!

He didn't know what to do, he wanted to change the subject, so he just casually took the box containing red bean dumplings and handed it to Fan Xiangyi.Fan looked at Yi Yi, and there was only the last one left. He raised his eyebrows: "Let me clean up for you again? Didn't I raise you a dog that can eat anything?"

Fu Yan squinted his eyes when he heard this, and then retracted his hand: "I like to eat or not."

"Wait." As soon as Fan Xiang realized something was wrong, he grabbed Fu Yan's hand holding the box and asked, "Is it specially reserved for me?"

Fu Yan glanced at him: "No, uneatable kitchen waste."

Fan Xiangyi believed in his intuition, and directly clicked on the name Feng Ming wanted: "Tell me, did he reserve it for me on purpose?"

"...I don't know." Feng Ming was still slow to speak, but under the influence of the chattering members of "Dawn", he spoke coherently, "He asked me to give the first one to His Majesty, and His Majesty is not here. He made me eat it."

Where is this still "don't know"?In Fan Xiangyi's ears, this is the clearest answer.

"I wanted you to know what I did, so why are you silently offering instead?" Fan Xiang grabbed Fu Yan's wrist and lifted it up, took the box he was holding, and directly bit off the red beans inside The dumpling, in disguise, was like feeding Fu Yan.Fan Xiangyi smacked it twice on purpose, and looked at Fu Yan with a smile in his eyes: "It tastes good."

"...I didn't do it." Fu Yan withdrew his hand and threw the box casually, "Cen Yi sent it in the afternoon, and Wu Zifei made it. Thank you 'Dawn' and go."

Fan Xiangyi doesn't care about such words now, he knows that Fu Yan regards "Dawn" as a cafeteria, and also regards several of them as friends.Fu Yan now likes to experience the joy of being a human being, and Fan Xiangyi asked him to do some things that humans would do.

But remembering that people in this guild always like to pester Fu Yan to enter the game world together, Fan Xiangyi asked, "Are they looking for you to form a team again?"

"That's right, they just like to hug each other like this. I also save some energy, isn't it good." Fu Yan said, "Why are you asking this on purpose? Is there a problem in the next world?"

"The problem is serious, it's useless to tell you now, and you don't like spoilers." Fan Xiangyi said, "But it's really useless to team up with you—except for being pulled into the same world together .”

Fu Yan said: "It seems that this time it's a one-man battle."

He said an affirmative sentence directly, and Fan Xiang didn't refute or affirm. He just took two steps closer and stared into his eyes: "No matter what, you have to remember who you are now and what you look like. Believe in you Intuition, don't be fooled."

"I know, you've said it eight hundred times, tell me not to be fooled by my cleverness." Fu Yan sighed lightly, "Don't be so nervous, the last world didn't have you, I passed it too. I'm not that good .”

"I believe you can come back." Fan Xiang raised his hand to touch Fu Yan, Fu Yan subconsciously leaned back a little, but for some reason, Fu Yan quickly stopped his dodging movement.

——Perhaps Fan Xiangyi's eyes looked too serious, and Fu Yan even saw some faint worries.

Fan Xiangyi had a tacit understanding with him, seeing that he was hiding a little but not hiding anymore, so he lightly stroked the side of his face with his fingertips.

"I'll wait for you to come back."

***

On the day of entering the game world, because Fan Xiangyi hinted that it was useless to team up with Fu Yan, Cen Yi discussed with Cen Yi and finally decided to give up teaming up with him.

Fu Yan entered the game alone, so he didn't bother to go to the transfer station.He was sitting on the sofa at home, Fan Xiang was sitting next to him, and Feng Ming was going to sit on another chair not far away.Seeing the situation, Fu Yan couldn't help complaining, "It makes me feel like I'm seriously ill..."

As soon as Fan Xiang looked at him and opened his mouth to say something, Fu Yan suddenly felt a blur in front of him.

The world became distorted, figures were blurred, and nothing could be heard except hollow noises and ringing in the ears.Fu Yan felt that his consciousness was falling, and everything he saw was fading, melting away like the end of a water curtain show.The dark curtain gradually fell, covering Fu Yan's head and his eyelids.

His eyes closed involuntarily, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Deeply, deeply.

Long night.

***

Fu Yan opened his eyes.

The surroundings are a bit cramped, but the body feels very comfortable. The streamlined shell has the top cover open, and the pseudo-natural light source on the roof will not irritate the eyes at all.

Fu Yan's mind was still a little dazed, he felt that there seemed to be a lot of things stuffed in his mind, which was a mess, which prevented him from fully waking up from his sleep.After a while, all the confusion, stunned, and unable to recover, finally receded like a tide.

Fu Yan sat up, raked his hair twice, and put his hands on the silver-gray alloy edge.

"Why... I fell asleep in the network warehouse again."