The players jumped out of the gap one after another, and they saw the demons on four sides, and the demons also saw them. There was no opening or movement on both sides, and the scene formed a delicate balance.

'bang', Ren Yifei, who was standing in the center, put away his fan and glanced lightly at Sam.

"perfect interpretation, I want it, ghost card, I want it, too." He thought to himself that the greed of the return had affected his heart after all.

Players finally reacted, they looked at Ren Yifei in the hands of stone eggs and stone eggs under the obviously abnormal platform, the expression is a change, not to say with props rushed up.

And Sam also raised his sword after a brief absence.

They are all old players, and they can naturally judge at a glance: the stone egg linked to many broken pipes must be what they are looking for-'ghost'!

Do not want a flash of light, the player close to one side is bounced out at the first time.

After the light, the peacock demon unfolds gorgeous wings and appears in the middle, with his back to Ren Yifei and the player, smiling: "although I don't know how to answer the demon, provoking the demon, kill without pardon."

More Qinghong palm green jade sword, a breath cut a group of players' lives, his red eyes slowly swept over the rest of the players.

"who dares to take a step forward?"

No one answered, or even took a step back to avoid its edge.

There are also orchid mantis and other demons draw swords, looking at the player's face is not good.

Players and npc players entered a confrontation, but Ren Yifei didn't seem to feel it at all, just stroking the stone eggs.

"Last time, I did the same thing?"

Stone egg's voice is very weak, but also with a cry: "also, but also beat the father."

"really?" Ren Yifei smiled.

"if you were given a chance to live somewhere else in another way, would you like to come with me?" As soon as his words came out, the players looked sideways and felt that there was something wrong with the words.

The stone egg in his hand trembled: "I'll go with you." Don't be angry with your father, don't kill him. "

"good." Ren Yifei opened his mouth and said four words to the stone egg, "your name, crane returns."

Sam, with a huge sword in hand, felt very wrong, and the strangling feeling that he was particularly familiar with came to his mind.

Really?

No way?

"what do you want to do?"

As soon as he moved under his feet, Sam's throat was locked by the tip of the green jade sword in Qinghong's hand.

Qinghong pressed the remorse and pain in his heart and held the sword in one hand.

He will live to atone for his sins if it is his brother's request.

"get out of the way!" Saman had a huge sword in his hand that lit up runes, and there was a reason why he had to come forward.

The giant sword and the jade sword collided for the first time. Sam had the skill to bless his hands, and the giant sword waved away as heavy as a thousand. Ching Hong was originally skillful, and when he was hit by this, he opened a little gap.

At that time, Qinghong only felt the wind blowing, and Sam had taken advantage of the sword to rush into the place where Ren Yifei was located.

The blade cut open the 'field' formed by the wind, and Sam's fingers almost touched Ren Yifei's flying sleeves.

"you are a ghost."

It was too late. Sam's fingertips rubbed his sleeve and the whole man staggered to a stop.

With the sound of the end of the identification, the stone egg shines brightly, and after it is white, a milk doll in a red belly band appears in his hand.

Silver-white hair, only a pinch of cinnabar red on the forehead, black eyes, soft and bright eyes, ruddy and lovely little face, impressively a little crane.

His little pink hands came over, chubby and with several meat nests. Ren Yifei froze there, daring not to move.

He. Seems a little afraid of babies.

"Father is sorry to see you." The little nanny said goodbye to Qinghong and turned into a card in the palm of Ren Yifei's hand.

Ren Yifei immediately breathed a sigh of relief and put away the card.

The time of the demons is fixed in an instant, their body color fades and turns into a respect for white wax, which turns into flying sand the next second.

In the fine sand flying all over the sky, Ren Yifei looked at Sam and smiled.

Across time and space, the two game backgrounds overlap in front of your eyes. Everything is blurred, only the white demon in front of me. No, this player, he is real and clear.

Sam stared at him and carved the smile into his eyes.

He had dreamed of this smile.

"play, players?!" The surviving player made an incredible sound, pointing at Ren Yifei, his voice trembling.

"excuse me, gentlemen." Ren Yifei reached out his hand, a card fell on the palm of his hand, the palm of the hand turned over, disappeared.

The speed of the replica collapse accelerated, and the doomsday scene outside was shattered, leaving only the players whose worldview was shattered standing in the flying sand, at a loss.

"look outside." One player exclaimed, all eyes were attracted, and they went to the edge of the tower to look down.

Through the gap that could not be covered by black smoke and flame, the underground soil could be seen crumbling and rolling, revealing the vein of a tree root, and black spots crawling out of the translucent root system.

"is it like a plate of fried ants sprinkled on a plate of fried fans?" The player uses the soul adjective.

Don't say, it looks good.

They were so far away that they couldn't see what the black spots looked like. But most of the players come down from the ground, and they know that these players are still alive and still alive, the grain reserves of 'ghosts'.

"good luck."

If the game is broken, it will be a few hours late, and none of the players will survive.

"who took the top spot?" There are players who have just climbed up through the tower wall, they know they are too late, but now they are just not reconciled to it, so they ask the players in the tower one step earlier.

Unexpectedly, the expression of the player is more complicated: "Don't ask, you can keep a good mood without asking." If you ask, you have to despair.

Players looking for "ghost", unexpectedly have npc escort?

Not one, not two, but many?

Does this player carry the halo of the protagonist with full popularity of npc?

At the moment, there are not many people at the top of the tower, npc has disappeared, players die one batch drop the next batch, the scene also has 17 or 18 people. Now this batch, basically is the player in the outstanding person, the game experience is rich.

Because of this, they know very well how difficult it is to get npc to take the initiative to maintain it.

"it's as if I'm going to witness the birth of a legend." The player in red feather sighs.

The brother of the host of the banquet, someone who is secretly loved, a powerful demon, fascinated by everyone. With so many complex attributes and their own Shura field, this player can pretend to be flawless and is guarded voluntarily by npc until the last minute.

Is such an ability more than terrible? It's horrible.

Of course, if it is your own side, it will be lovely.

Step forward, Xianyu reported to himself: "Hello, floating world," the Palace of Learning ", I code-named Xiaohua, have we met before?" It's just. "

"my name is Wu Chu. I'm hopeless. I don't know what to call the North Island Alliance." Others squeezed in, too.

"when we met by chance, why do we have to know the name of where we came from?" Ren Yifei chuckled, still with a little alienation and indifference.

Players are not willing to go, can go here, few go it alone, they also want to pull Ren Yifei into their own team.

Unlike other genres of players, camouflage players have always been coveted 'assistance'. Many people like to work with camouflage stream players, and they can get more clues and help from npc.

Unfortunately, Ren Yifei is not interested in any of them.

The sleeves drew a curve along the twisting force, and Ren Yifei turned to walk. He is independent of human nature and does not like to interact with many people, so he is the most comfortable alone.

"Please stop." One hand hooked the belt around his waist.

Looking back, it is the player with the giant sword before, the sweet is sandwiched with bitter fragrance, and the aroma concentration is just right.

Is it because he slapped him and got upset and came to find fault? Ren Yifei thought so and asked, "do you want to mess with me?"

"No, you forgot one thing." Sam's voice, low and gentle, smiling eyes seemed to hold a Wang Chunshui, ruthless as if affectionate.

Did not expect him to be this arrogant posture, a pick eyebrow, Ren Yifei also replied with a gentle smile: "Oh?" What have I forgotten? "

"."

Wanting to know what he was up to, Ren Yifei stretched out his hand. A small blue flower with a corner missing fell from Sam's fingertips into the palm of his hand, with a temperature that would not burn.

"you forgot me. Thank you. Nice to see you again, punk. "

"just a moment," Ren Yifei grabbed his wrist and smiled as a gentleman. "you call me punk?"

The name of Ah Fei is known only to the players of the previous two games. The dessert player is a participant in the previous game. Did he recognize him as the Song Boyun of the last game world?

Does this person think that there will not be a second camouflage stream in a short period of time, or does he really find traces of the same actor from the two distinct interpretations?

If it is the former, it will be fine, if it is the latter.

Acting has always been his proudest thing, and it is also his survival skill. He may not love it, but he must treat him like life.

Whoever questions his life, he will make that person doubt life.

Sam looked at him without blinking, watching him rein in all his edge for a moment, pretending to be harmless and gentle.

Camouflage is an instinctive means for creatures to protect themselves, so.

He really cares about it.

The deeper Sam smiles.

"aren't you a punk?" He asked, with certainty written on his face.

This question was thrown back to Ren Yifei, Ren Yifei's expression remained the same, and he made a hard note in his heart: this guy has ulterior motives, ulterior motives and evil intentions.

At this time, the copy has crumbled to the player's feet, and the 15-hour stay time is about to arrive. Sam glanced at other players who were unwilling to disappear, and he turned to Ren Yifei, who smiled perfectly and falsely.

"that day in the garden, I wanted to say that your eyes were beautiful."

"?" Ren Yifei was puzzled.

"the last time I saw it was on Song Bo's face, full of hope and enthusiasm."

To a person who cares about acting and is good at acting, what can you say to make an impression? Praise? No, no.

"of course, I don't use this to prove that you are the same person. There is a huge flaw in your interpretation, as to what the flaw is. I'll tell you the next time we meet. "

Tick-tock, time is up.

With doubts eager to know the answer, Ren Yifei was directly thrown out of the copy. He opened his eyes, sat up from the bed and saw that it was already his own cement house.

As soon as the guide elf began to speak, he stood up and rushed into the bathroom, where his face and eyes were reflected in the bathroom mirror.

hope?

Full of enthusiasm?

"very good." Ren Yifei naturally remembered this man's name, which made his whole mood unhappy, "Sam."

"Dear players, are you in a very excited mood at the moment?" The guiding genie could hardly resist the sound of plopping the core machine.

Player Ren Yifei smiled brightly: "Yes, very excited."

"." The guiding spirit looked at the drop in the mood index of 0.05 and trembled, "what, what's the matter?" The settlement is not exciting enough?

"system," Ren Yifei looked at the white screen, "what is the probability that a person meets the same player twice in a row?"

"it's about zero." The guiding elves did not hesitate.

"three times in a row?"

"almost nothing." The guide spirit added, "but there are props that can do it, and fate does not have enough money to build it."

"you know a lot." Ren Yifei's smile is as bright as a little sun.

If the guiding spirit has legs, it has knelt down: I'll change what I did wrong, don't laugh like that.

"Oh." In the tree house not far away, Sam, who woke up at the same time, stroked his head and smiled, and his slightly threatening and scrupulous eyes seemed to be still in front of him.

Regardless of the link, Sam immediately called his intelligence-gathering subordinates.

"did you find anyone?"

A wild, unclaimed god of camouflage at the next stop, don't know what price to pay to have it.

Holding the bridge of his nose, Sam's eyes gradually blurred. The double personality transformation of the white demon, as well as shy young blind young people, one expression after another appeared in his spiritual world.

The arc of the corner of the eye when smiling, the angle of the downward curl of the corner of the mouth when mocking, the movement of eyebrows when surprised.

The roles can be different, but the same soul will have the same Radian micro-expression.

"the sample is still a little less, there is no legal benchmark, if you can see it again." The people behind the layers of masks vaguely showed a slender appearance.

"what on earth are you."

"look for the newest person in the barren corner, uh, from the list of potential stars."

Fingers tapping gently on the table, Sam simply does not believe that this person's light can be hidden, so it must be a newcomer, and must be on the potential star list.

". Unless the authorities are blind, he must be there. " Sam looked at his earnings as he spoke.

A newly harvested prop caught his attention. Sam clicked on the prop and six translucent blue flowers appeared in his hand.

"A gift from a friend?"

The treehouse is filled with a happy atmosphere, while the real Grand Slam players in the concrete house look depressed.

"is it settled now?" The guiding spirit asked carefully that he did not know what had happened to the host. Could it be that he fell in love at first sight, saw him for life, and parted with life and death in the game these two days?

"Let's settle the bill." Ren Yifei sat in a chair with a world-weary look on his face.

The next second, heard a clatter of metallic Tackle.

"did you hear that?"

"clatter", "clap", what's that sound? It is the sound of shell coins falling in different colors.

Ren Yifei looked silently at the white screen: "well, I know you can add sound effects."

"that's not it." The guiding spirit rattled again, "look at your harvest this time!"

"No exposure clearance, coupled with the success of identifying 'ghosts', the points you get this time are: 8 / 6 / 6, plus the particularity of the welfare copy, plus 10 additional points. The total number of points you have now is: 50.

"this time you are still perfect customs clearance, plus the reward for completing the role task, the final white coin reward is 10000. Because of the particularity of the welfare copy, you will receive a bonus of 10000 white shellfish, and you now have a surplus of 20806 white shellfish. "

"wait a minute," Ren Yifei held his chin, his finger across the reward page, appeared on the home page: "what is this?"

On his personal page, there are four big words in red: state of weakness.

"well, you choose to sacrifice yourself to save lives."

"No, it sounds disgusting to me." He is sensitive to sacrifice and salvation.

"well," the guiding spirit immediately changed his words after a brief silence, "is that you have chosen the choice that the character has made, and that character has sacrificed his life for this choice. And you, although you do not have to die, but the price is seven days of self-cultivation, these seven days your body is in a weak state, easy to get sick, not suitable for the game. "

Ren Yifei's line of sight floated into the distance: Hejun is dead.

There are ghosts and spirits in that world, can Hejun survive in the way of soul? Perhaps, after all, his will has traveled through time and space to the barren corner.

There are wild geese flying in the sky outside the yard, and the wild geese sound in bursts of sound.

"system." He suddenly opened his mouth.

"you say."

"you said that our game players are all from different parallel worlds. Is there a parallel world in the world of Hejun? There must be no Qinghong in his parallel world, is there? "

In his line of sight, it seemed that there was a red-crowned crane, reborn at the end of the day, flying straight into the sky.