This Game is Not Easy

Acting skills, endurance, responsiveness, overall situation... All kinds of vocabulary, after a lot of practice, turned into four words for high-end players.

High-end players are subdivided, including team players, professional players, union masters, team players and other grades.

But these people, without exception, have a heart that wants to win.

In order to win, they can endure transcendent pain, transcendent humiliation, transcendent loneliness...

As long as you can win, even if you are pierced by thousands of arrows, you will be executed.

Even if you give up your dignity, bow down to others, and flatter you.

Even if everything is closed off, one hundred years of closed-door practice is required.

They can't change their faces.

It can be said that there is no easy way to become a high-end player.

Precisely because Fang Yi is a high-end player himself, he understands how difficult and terrifying the high-end players are.

And the one in front of him is obviously still far behind, too immature.

If at this moment, Fang Yi and the squint-eyed mercenary switched places.

He will never relax at such a time, but will raise his spirit to an unprecedented level.

However, this kind of old player has a sense of game, and the squinting mercenary has obviously not yet developed.

So he wouldn't have expected that when he dropped the sword, Fang Yi would suddenly explode.

So he wouldn't understand where Fang Yi's weapon came from.

So he wouldn't know why the black sand dagger didn't shatter on the spot after piercing his arm.

But he didn't have the chance to figure it out, because the dagger was pulled out when he was still in a daze and stabbed into his neck.

Blood splattered Fang Yi's face, and the squinting mercenary opened his eyes for the first time, covered his neck with his hands, made an inexplicable mumble, and fell down.

boom.

The corpse fell to the ground, stirring up dust.

"My eyes are quite big. I don't know what to do with squinting all the time."

With Fang Yi muttering to himself whether he was complaining or feeling, the squinting mercenary completely lost consciousness.

Bending down, Fang Yi casually picked up the squinting mercenary's clothes and wiped his face.

Squeak.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening suddenly sounded again.

Fang Yi looked slightly stunned and looked up.

I saw that the old one-eyed just kept pushing the door.

The two looked at each other and stayed for a while, the surrounding air seemed to be suddenly quiet.

"Dungeon Announcement: Player East Gate drunk kills player Forgotten Sky and gets a blood!"

"First Blood!"

It's so hard to die, at this time, the copy announcement actually rang.

Depend on!

Seeing the **** words appearing in front of him, Fang Yi cursed secretly, picked up the long sword beside the corpse, and rushed towards the old one-eyed.

Because of the rapidity of the sprint, the long sword was half dragged to the ground.

The iron sword quickly rubbed against the ground, splashing out a lot of sparks.

Combined with Fang Yi's murderous look, it can be said that he is full of morale and grabs the lead.

At this moment, the old one-eyed finally came back to his senses.

The dull color gradually transformed into a face full of anger.

Fang Yi's heart sank.

In this case, he must act decisively and make a quick decision.

Otherwise, when the old one-eyed opens his mouth to shout, everything will be over.

But before Fang Yi rushed to the old one-eyed.

As if venting his anger, the old one-eyed suddenly threw the hatchet in his hand to the ground.

boom.

"Are you crazy! How many times have you said it! Restraint! Restraint! It's only been a day, and the effect of suspended animation has just passed, and you have created this situation!"

The sound of the hatchet hitting the ground sounded almost at the same time as the old one-eyed roar.

"Huh? Is this guy an NPC? And an NPC who knows his identity?"

Fang Yi's heart moved slightly, but his movements did not stop at all.

He opened the bow without turning back the arrow. Since he knew his situation, whether it was an NPC or a player, it was always right to kill him.

Looking at Fang Yi who didn't stop at all, Lao Du was excited, his chest heaved and his eyes rounded in anger.

"What else do you want to do, think about it with your pig brain. If I die, who else can take you out of Xhosa Manor safely!"

Leaving the manor safely?

Fang Yi's expression moved slightly, and the sprinting movement slowly stopped.

Fang Yi's current situation is actually quite bad.

Before, there was the corpse of the squint-eyed mercenary who needed to be explained, and then there was the autopsy of tomorrow's doctor who needed to pass.

If he could be safely taken out by the old one-eyed, he would naturally not have to take the risk of stealing horses and rations.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi stopped completely and said, "You..."

"What are you! Come over quickly to help dispose of the corpse, and if someone finds out, the plan is in vain!"

The old one-eyed didn't seem to be surprised that Fang Yi would stop. Glancing at him viciously, he passed Fang Yi and came to the corpse of the squinting mercenary.

"Trouble! It's really troublesome! That's why I told the castle owner not to cooperate with you, the 'night demon'. The guy who kills his own people is not the object of cooperation at all!"

Looking at the corpse that was killed by a knife, the old one-eyed complexion was ashen.

"What are you still doing, hurry up and help! If the castle master's mission is delayed, we will all die."

After shouting this sentence, the old one-eyed directly lifted the corpse of the squinting mercenary.

As for Fang Yi, the whole person froze in place.

Night Demon? !

Wait a moment! I am the night devil? !

rely on me!

The group of people in the Emotional Dining Hall discussed for a long time the guy who was my 'corpse'~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am afraid that Count Xhosa would never have dreamed that the Night Demon he wanted to slay was already at the crusade meeting. , the first 'killed'.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Fang Yi discovered that there were more and more drawbacks to the identity of the corpse copy.

Change it to an ordinary copy identity, and I will say a few words [background introduction].

And the identity of this copy belongs to a complete smear.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Yi calmly walked towards the old one-eyed, with an expressionless face and an indifferent attitude.

According to the information obtained before, the Night Demon should be a murderer who kills innocent people indiscriminately, so it is always right to be indifferent.

"Calm down?"

The old one-eyed glanced coldly at Fang Yi next to him.

"I'll hide this guy outside first. You can continue to be your corpse. We'll act tonight."

Action?

Fang Yi frowned, he didn't even know the purpose of disguising himself as a corpse.

Also, Old One-Eyed mentioned the word 'castle master' before. If you guessed correctly, it should be the castle master of Snowfield Castle.

The game map of the eight-player version is not too big, and since Count Xhosa mentioned 'Snowfield Castle' before, Fang Yi felt that he should have guessed correctly.

Although according to the tone of Count Xhosa at that time, Snowfield Castle should be an ally and a kind of force.

But the intrigues of the Middle Ages... No, it should be said that the power struggle between the ruling classes is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface.

In layman's terms, smiling on the surface and selling criticism behind the scenes is the most common way of communication for the ruling class.

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Ps1: Thank you for the 100 starting point coins for the "non-mainstream teenagers born in the 1990s".

Ps2: Thanks to 'Mingxu' for the 100 starting point coins.