Jing Huan discovered that people really can't live in their comfort zone all the time.

After kneeling twice in a row, he looked at the points he had lost, and felt terribly distressed.

It's not Qiu Fengcai, but two seals together. It is indeed much harder to fight than one support and one output. First of all, the output can't keep up. Although Jing Huan is fully equipped, the quality of the soul beast is not high. If the rank of the tail fairy fox did not keep up, he would be killed by the opposite side after two strokes.

After being sent to the PK scene by Chun Xiao and Acacia, Qiu Feng was about to comfort the people in the team, and the news of his friend came out.

[Friend] Chun Xiao: Did you two team up to send points tonight? philanthropist?

[Friend] Qiu Feng: Why don't you let me release water!

[Friend] Chun Xiao: My wife is scoring four thousand points. Why are you with Xiao Tianjing again?

[Friend] Qiu Feng: My teammate is not here tonight. I didn't want to fight, but I suddenly found that Xingzhi was not online, so I called her. [smiling]

[Friend] Chun Xiao: I suggest you disband in place. If she follows Xinxiang, she will score up, and if you follow you, she will reverse the score. The more games you play, the more she feels Xinxiang is good.

Qiu Feng laughed angrily and sent a contemptuous expression over.

Jing Huan spoke into the microphone for most of the day, only to remember that he didn't press the speak button, and Qiu Feng couldn't hear him.

He YY used it less and was not used to the default speaking buttons of this software. He slowly pressed F2: "Qiu Feng, why don't you find other teammates?"

Qiu Feng: "Don't, the first two were my misplays, and I'll definitely take you to the next level."

"No," Jing Huan said, "I'm too good, and your score is so high, it's not worth it to rank with me."

After the promotion of multi-player team competition, a new rule was added some time ago in the arena. Players with high scores will lead players with low scores to rank, and the points they get when they win will be reduced by 20%, and the points lost when they lose are also increased by 20%.

"No, I just want to line up with you." Qiu Feng paused, "And didn't you always follow your heart before? He has the highest score in the area."

Jing Huan's movements were stagnant.

Indeed it is.

But because they lost so few games, he never thought about it, and he didn't mention it to him.

"Get ready." Worried about her leaving, Qiu Feng urged her.

"Oh fine."

Entering the matching interface, Qiu Feng coughed: "By the way, Xiaojing, there will be a lover's event in the world soon, do you want to join us? I'll take you."

Jing Huan repeated blankly: "There are lovers in the world?"

It was only then that Qiu Feng remembered that Xiao Tianjing was a novice of Nine Heroes, but her operation always gave him the illusion of an old player: "It's the end of the year event of Nine Heroes, which is a bit similar to Valentine's Day and Qixi Festival, but there are lovers' activities. It is specially used to improve intimacy, and if you make a hundred rings, you can get a lover's kit fashion that is valid for one year, and it looks good on clothes."

When Qiu Feng mentioned this, Jing Huan remembered it.

This event is actually quite popular with players - especially female players.

Who doesn't want to have high intimacy with their partner?

In the game, the higher the intimacy between husband and wife, the stronger the exclusive husband and wife skills. Although no matter how strong it is, it can't be stronger than the exclusive skills of the sect, but in the aspect of showing affection, it is first-class and easy to use.

However, this activity also has a significant disadvantage.

"This task is time-consuming and has little experience. Xiangshen shouldn't be able to do it, right?" Qiu Feng laughed, "If I remember correctly, he didn't do it a few years ago."

Jing Huan also felt that he would not do what he longed for.

After all, he himself had never done it before, and only Lu Wenhao would look forward to such a task.

He had just rejected Qiu Feng's invitation when the phone in front of him suddenly rang.

It was the discussion group that Lu Chuchu had pulled before, and now there are five people in it.

Xiaolu Xiaolu will never get lost: @小景亚小景景 I love you to death! Come out, brother, give you a kiss! !

Eat: ?

Xiaojing: ? ? ? Brother is still in the group, don't do anything to me!

Xiaojing: [Go away, go away, there is a picture jpg]

Xiaolu Xiaolu never get lost: I saw your dedication to the organization, and I will always remember you.

Xiaolu Xiaolu will never get lost: Xiaojing, don't play the arena with Xiangxiang in the future, just follow Qiufeng! Give me his share! ! With you, he will never surpass me! !

"..."

Depend on.

Jing Huan felt humiliated.

Once upon a time, he was also an all-powerful figure in the old district. At that time, there were more than 100 people in the whole gang. Who did not call him when they saw him?

Now, he has become a tow bottle.

Still extra large.

Curious to yearn for it! !

If it wasn't for him, how could he have fallen into such a state!

Xiaojing: You just want to deceive me so that my brother can take you to the top 🙂

Xiaojing: [Share the song - I'm not fooled by you]

Share the song to the group, and seeing that the yearning has not bubbled up, Jing Huan opened the private chat window and habitually brushed the sense of existence.

Xiaojing: I miss my brother [circle]

After sending this sentence, he skillfully clicked on a few more cute emojis, and sent it in one go.

Xiang: Hmm.

Jing Huan locked the screen for a while.

back so fast?

Xiaojing: Brother 0.0! I thought you weren't there.

Xiang Huaiyi hung his long legs on the armrest of the sofa at will, resting his head on his hands, his eyes were calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

I thought he wasn't there, so why send him a message?

Xiang: Just finished dinner.

Xiaojing: I'm eating too. I'm playing in the arena. ~\\(≧​​▽≦)/~

Xiang: I know.

Xiaojing: Huh? How do you know?

Towards:……

Xiang: Just looked at the gang group.

"Xiaojing, give me a mouthful of soul beast milk," came the teammate's voice in the earphone, "what are you doing, why don't you move?"

Jing Huan raised his head, only to find that they were close to fighting. He subconsciously locked the screen: "Ah, here it is."

Xiang Huaizhi held the phone and waited quietly for a few minutes.

The person on the other end who fell silent and usually responded to messages in seconds didn't even send an emoji at this moment.

Xiang Dad took the newspaper and sat on the sofa beside him: "Why are you pulling your face, dinner is not delicious?"

After speaking, Xiang Dad lowered his voice, "Your mother also likes cooking and mahjong. No matter how bad it is, you have to endure it. Don't let her see it."

Xiang Huaizhi lowered his eyes and threw his phone aside: "No."

At this time, Xiang Ma's voice came from the mahjong room: "Husband!"

Xiang Dad immediately stood up on his thighs and ran to the door of the mahjong room: "What's wrong?"

"Go to the snack street and buy us some chicken feet."

Xiang Dad frowned: "I'll order takeout for you."

Xiang Ma: "That store doesn't have takeout."

Xiang Dad had a reluctant expression on his face, and just as he was about to nod his head, he heard a sentence from behind him.

"I'll go." Xiang Huaizhi stood up and picked up the jacket on the sofa.

He hesitated for a while, but finally took the phone with him and put it in his pocket, "How many copies do you want?"

After Xiang Huaizhi went out, Xiang Ma looked at his husband: "Are you nagging him again?"

After all, it was brought up from childhood, and she could see at a glance that her son was not in a good mood.

To Dad: "I didn't say anything."

Xiang Huaizhi was walking on the road with two bags of chicken feet.

The phone in his pocket had been vibrating all the way, and he walked straight forward, not wanting to look at it.

Passing by the supermarket, he thought about it and decided to go in and buy a piece of bread for breakfast tomorrow.

When checking out, the girl in front of me was on the phone. They were not close, but Xiang Huaizhi could still hear the conversation.

"Humph, he sent me more than 20 messages and made several phone calls."

"I just ignore him."

"Who made him get so close to other girls! He clearly agreed that he would only play games with me, then he would turn his head and bring other auxiliary girls to score points! No, this time I must hang him and let him realize Your own mistake!"

Xiang Huaizhi: "..."

As soon as he came out of the supermarket, Xiang Huaizhi took out his mobile phone and began to read the news he had just received.

It seems that he is different from the girl just now.

Xiaojing: I just cut into the battle [cat rolls]

Xiaojing: woohoo, brother, I lost a lot of points tonight...

Xiaojing: I am the poorest person in the world right now.

Xiaojing: can't win a fight, and brother is gone T▽T

Xiaojing: [Screenshot]

In the screenshot, the little fox fairy is crying.

The scene behind Xiaohuxian was a wild map. Xiang Huaizhi frowned and looked up at the time. It was just past 8:30 and the arena was not over yet.

Jing Huan sat in front of the computer, holding his chin and hanging his head, brushing the video software boringly.

A WeChat prompt popped up at the top of the screen. He immediately stopped his hand to scan the video and clicked it.

Xiang: Are you not playing in the arena?

Xiaojing: Just now Qiufeng's teammates went online, so I made an excuse to leave.

Xiaojing: The points were brought up by my brother, but I'm not willing to let them fall out QAQ

To put it nicely, it seems that it wasn't him who just scattered money in the arena.

Xiang: How many points are there now?

Xiaojing: 2422...

Xiang: Sixty lost.

It's okay not to say, but when say Jing Huan, feel distressed.

Xiaojing: woooooooooo~~(>_

After crying, Jing Huan felt wrong again.

Xiaojing: Huh? Brother, how do you know how many points I had before?

Xiaojing: Brother, you are cheating on my points! ! !

He is not on the master list. If you want to know his points, you can only enter the ID at the NPC to check.

Xiang Huaizhi's footsteps slowed down, and he typed after a while.

Xiang: want to see how far you are from three thousand points.

Xiang: But now it seems that you don't particularly want the reward of 3,000 points.

Xiaojing: Huh? ?

Xiang: Otherwise, why would you send points with Qiu Feng?

Xiaojing: He invited me...

Xiang: invited you to go?

Jing Huan was stunned for a moment.

He blinked, first typed "I" slowly, then stopped suddenly, swiped the screen up and down quickly, and watched their conversation back and forth several times.

Is it his delusion?

Why does he feel... sour?

Lu Chuchu didn't do this often before, and he didn't see what Xin Xingzhi said.

This idea was abrupt and outrageous, Jing Huan felt that it was impossible, but he couldn't help but tease and yearn for it.

Xiaojing: Brother.

Towards:?

Xiaojing: Are you jealous? >0<

Sure enough, just after the message was sent, the top of the dialog box immediately changed to "Importing...".

Jing Huan could imagine the other party's eagerness to deny it through the screen, and felt a little funny for some reason.

He stared at the screen, wanting to see what Xin Xingzhi would say.

A minute passed.

"Entering..."

Five minutes passed.

"Entering..."

Ten minutes passed.

"Entering..."

Jing Huan: "..."

Depend on?

isn't it, bro?

I'm just teasing you, wouldn't you have to write an 800-character essay to scold me for being amorous? ? ?

Twelve minutes passed, Jing Huan bit his lower lip and decided to break the deadlock.

He opened the keyboard and typed.

"Brother, I'll just say-"

hum.

Xiang: No.

Xiang: It's just that in the future, if you play in the arena with others, don't ask me to form a team. I don't have the habit of helping people wipe their butts.