Thirty Thousand Feet Chasing My Wife

Sitting in the seat, looking out the window from south to north, staring at the vast sky in a daze.

This time the vacation is relatively long, one month is enough time for her to go home and have a good rest.

Thinking of the excited voice of his father on the phone when he learned that he was going home, Nan Xiangbei smiled slightly, looked away, spread his palms, and looked down at the steamed bun-shaped keychain that he was holding firmly in his hand before—— In fact, it is very ordinary, but there is a sign in the lower right corner of the keychain. Two swords intersect and are inserted into a stone. The stone is also engraved with the words "Xiaoyao".

Looking at this funny and weird key chain in the eyes of others, I don't know what to think of, Nan Xiangbei raised the corners of his mouth, showing a warm smile, but the next moment, he seemed to think of something, closed Laughing, he gripped the keychain in his palm again.

"I am proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I have a lot of romance. In the world of my generation, I look at the rivers and lakes with grievances and grudges."

The poems are not very neat, but the artistic conception is still there. This is a poem sent to her by a junior in the sect last night.

The so-called sect is naturally not the martial arts school in martial arts novels, but a sect in the game played by Nan Xiangbei, and it is also a place that Nan Xiangbei cares about.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than half a year since I played the game called "Battle of Swords", and it is the first time I know that a game can make people invest so much emotion, even...

His eyes dimmed slightly, he sighed, put the little keychain in his pocket, then took out the MP3 in his pocket, plugged in the earphones, leaned back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes to Nan Xiangbei, and listened to Hearing the voice from the earphones, the corners of his lips raised a little.

"People from Daxue Palace are coming to beat us tomorrow night, I will go online, everyone get ready." A slightly cool yet soft voice came from the headset, "Congxin, remember to make more steamed buns and Baozi; Chongyin, prepare more poison for applying weapons; Shu Tong, do you have enough materials for blood tonic, if not, I still have..."

Nan Xiangbei knows that she is a sound controller, and she has always had good grades in elementary school, junior high school, and high school since she was a child, but she knows that the lessons of those teachers with nice voices have always made her concentrate more, which in turn made her achieve better results. good grade.

But... She never knew that one day she would be so obsessed with a certain voice, and that voice belonged to a woman.

The first time I heard Su Muzhe's voice was after a certain sect battle.

The faction battle is an activity in the game "Battle of Swords".

There are six factions in the game. In addition to the Shaolin, Emei, Wudang, and Beggars that often appear in traditional martial arts novels, there are also two factions added by game developers, Xiaoyaomen and Daxuegong.As for the sect war, it is a war between sects that occurs every Friday night, and the reasons are often strange.

Or a certain monk in Shaolin didn’t abide by the rules and went to Mount Emei to peek at Emei disciples taking a bath and was discovered; or a certain disciple in Wudang didn’t abide by the rules and went to hang out in brothels and had a fight with beggar gang disciples; Or a disciple of Xiaoyaomen won the favor of a talented woman, which aroused the jealousy of Daxuegong disciples and was stabbed... The general situation of the world is changing every day, and various incidents happen every day, and these incidents have accumulated sects The hatred between them, when the hatred reaches a certain level, the war is about to break out, and the sect war will come from it.

However, when the game was just tested, the Xiaoyaomen sect was like a mess.

Maybe it's because of the setting of the game, as the poem said: "Everyone is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and there are many winds, flowers, snows and moons." The disciples of Xiaoyaomen were not greedy for fame and fortune from the beginning, and most of them did not like fighting. As a disciple of Xiaoyaomen, he was born to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He holds a folding fan in his hand, and his white shirt flutters. He never draws his sword unless it is in danger. Compared with other schools, Xiaoyaomen is more romantic. Feelings and indifferent and elegant posture, there is a little gap between martial arts and other sects.

All of this directly led to the fact that after the faction war started, Xiaoyaomen disciples watched other factions crush their own faction time and time again, and watched the system keep reminding them of the death of NPCs in the faction, but they were helpless.

At such a time, Su Muzhe stepped forward, standing up with a calm and elegant but tough posture, and organized the sect disciples who were scattered like sand, and for the first time, counterattacked head-on against those who came to attack the sect.

Naturally, with no experience at the beginning, Xiaoyaomen could only be slaughtered by others most of the time, but slowly, the sense of honor and cohesion of the sect appeared, and the martial arts were not as good as others, so the disciples piled up corpses, one after another, and immediately died Resurrection, rushing to the front line, unleashing moves, falling down again, resurrecting again... the cycle repeats over and over again.

Until one day, when the system reminded that the time was up and the enemy could not attack Xiaoyaomen for a long time and chose to retreat, the sect was filled with joy.

And all of this stems from that woman named "Su Muzhe", who was carrying a piano on her back and dressed in white, who stood up at the most critical moment, organized disciples with that cold voice, and fought hard time and time again. Women on the front lines.

Since then, Su Muzhe has become the spiritual leader of Xiaoyaomen. All Xiaoyaomen's disciples, as long as they have a sense of honor in the school, will call her "Master Sister".

It was at that time that for the first time, Nan Xiangbei became curious about the woman across the Internet.

"Eldest sister, you always say "from the heart to the heart", it sounds so awkward, haha..."

Mixed with the indistinct sound of music and laughter, a rough male voice came from the earphones, laughing while talking, "We all call that kid Xiaodou, it sounds much more cordial."

"Heh... I'm used to it." The cold and soft voice said, and there seemed to be a little smile in his tone.

Nangong Congxin is Nan Xiangbei's name in the game. After getting acquainted with the friends in the sect, most of those people call her "Little Counselor", because the word "counseling" happens to be from top to bottom, from bottom to bottom, from top to bottom, from top to bottom. The heart is cowardly.

The voice in the earphones stopped here, as if she was still immersed in the voice calling her "Congxin", Nan Xiangbei couldn't get back to her senses.

After a while, the cold voice came from the earphone again, and the surrounding seemed to be quieter, "Congxin, is there enough material for making steamed buns? If not, I will accompany you to farm later."

After a few seconds of silence, the cold voice sounded again, "Every time you refuse to speak, typing is so inconvenient."

"Besides, it's just the two of us now, and I know you're a girl, so what if you say a few words for Elder Sister to listen to?"

"Okay, you just have too many excuses... Is there really enough wheat? Don't tell me that there are enough materials like last time, and end up farming by yourself until midnight."

Making steamed buns, farming... These things that sound real life also exist in the game.

The game "Jiangjian Jianghu" claims to restore the player's real Jianghu. Therefore, knights walking in the Jianghu not only need various medicines to replenish blood or internal strength, but also need various foods to fill their stomachs. Otherwise, they will be hungry. If so, there will be some accidents.

Because of these very realistic settings, various occupations such as "chef" who makes food, "pharmacist" who makes medicine, "poisoner" who makes poison, and "tailor" who makes clothes appear.

Every player can choose a profession to learn, and when walking the rivers and lakes with a sword, he can also have a skill, so as not to starve to death on the street.

As for the materials needed for making food, players need to go farming or hunting or fishing to get them.

During sect battles, some people often fell on the side of the road before they had time to fight because they didn’t have enough steamed buns on their bodies. Prepare enough steamed buns before the battle, and distribute the steamed buns to the disciples when the sect battle is about to start.

At that time, there were already many disciples in Xiaoyaomen who swore to follow Su Muzhe like Nan Xiangbei. They would definitely work hard to complete the things that the elder sister asked them to do.What's more, Su Muzhe never bothers others for personal matters, and when he asks for help, it is often because of some complicated affairs in Xiaoyaomen.

"Well, enough is enough." Another soft voice ended the conversation, and the earphones returned to silence.

Yes, what is stored in this MP3 is Su Muzhe's voice.

Either it was the calm commanding voice during the sect battle, or the soft voice discussing sect affairs on weekdays, or the voice with a slight chuckle when chatting with her in private, this is the first time since Nan Xiangbei heard Su Mu After covering up the sounds, she consciously recorded them, saved them, and put them in MP3.

In her spare time, others listen to music, but she listens to all the voices belonging to Su Muzhe in this MP3.

The degree of her obsession with Su Muzhe... made her feel a little perverted.

"Sir, may I ask you..."

Just when there was silence in the MP3 and she was about to jump to the next file, Nan Xiangbei heard a faint sound, which made her suddenly unplug the earphones and raised her head.

In the aisle next to her, a stewardess wearing a flight attendant uniform bent slightly, with a concerned face, as if she wanted to ask the man sitting on the back of the chair with a painful face what he needed, but the voice was This makes South Xiangbei feel familiar.

"Are you feeling unwell, what's the matter...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred. The man who was still in pain just stood up suddenly, grabbed the stewardess into his arms with one hand, and quickly took out a small knife from his arms with the other hand and put it on the stewardess' neck. Come on, "Quickly, take the plane to the United States, do you hear me?"

This is... hijacking? !

One moment ago, his head was blank because of the familiarity of that voice, and the next moment he saw the man put the knife on the stewardess' neck, the cold blade was pressed against the aorta, as if it would cut through the snow-white skin at any time, fiercely from south to north Standing up quickly, his eyes fell on the stewardess's face for a few seconds, then he looked at the man again, his hands slightly clenched into fists.

That was her elder sister, and she would never mistake her voice.

So...she will definitely not let anyone hurt Eldest Sister.