Chapter 1321 The 4th Demon Game That Touches the Soul (Part 2)

In front of a valley where one road splits into three roads.

The valley is like an ink painting, absolutely beautiful.

The music is high and the water is low.

Everyone has their own path to choose.

After struggling in my heart, "I" left with a man I could talk to in the car. And in that team, it was this man who took the lead.

Unexpectedly, after walking out for a long time, I looked up and saw a building that looked like a villa.

You know, it has been upgraded and refined again, and it has once again amazed various aesthetics.

Unexpectedly, when the people of this villa saw their group, they immediately thought it was a group of thieves and attacked.

"The robbers are coming!"

"I" obviously has a high force value, running wildly, few people can keep up, and finally he hides under the fallen leaves of a forest...

Skip the breathless search plot, the picture changes again, and dusk comes——

He Ming shook his head, it turned out to be even more beautiful.

He admired it to the extreme.

But as soon as the picture changed, "I" had sneaked into the villa—because he was hungry, and he had nowhere to go.

You know, he has already crossed?

Fortunately, the language, etc., can still be understood.

In a wonderfully designed cafeteria, "I" is on the stairs. The stairs are very long and wonderful, made of wood, with mysterious textures visible in every detail.

Looking up, it looks like climbing a famous mountain. What a wonderful building, it is actually a canteen.

He Ming appreciates it very much, and also thinks that aliens are stupid—are they lovers of climbing stairs?

"Hey, it's weird. It's weird!"

He Ming didn't expect to go up. For the first time, there was actually a choice that could be manipulated, divided into three.

Run away (will starve to death).

Surrender (best option).

Resist (you will regret it immensely).

"Tch, of course my uncle chose to... resist!"

He Ming was so crazy that he broke through the earth and came to the universe. Will he surrender? escape? Hey.

Since ancient times, no one has died in life, bang bang bang bang bang (sound of fighting).

Therefore, "I" walked up, and when I reached the end of the stairs, I didn't expect two people to come from the corner. One is a black-clothed swordsman, with a strong physique, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very elegant dress, which is so spacious that He Ming and "I" will be jealous.

The reason why he is a swordsman is because he has a giant sword in his hand, a giant sword the size of a small door panel.

Beside the swordsman in black, at a very close distance. A very cute child. You can’t even be called a teenager—if He Ming has seen “I”, like the infinite game lovers in other universes, fanatics or ordinary fans of all Yuwen Qingcheng’s works, that is, the appearance of the protagonist, then His normal IQ would tell him right away: This teenager looks a lot like "me".

"I" sees two people, and they also see "I". Everyone was stunned... He Ming couldn't laugh or cry, "The stairs are so long, no wonder you can't escape. It's really a clever design."

The swordsman in black, with a righteous face, definitely looks like a good guy. Instead of a hypocrite like He Ming, Huashan sent Yue Buqun's shady disciples. Abbreviated as Buchuanzidi.

An angry expression slowly appeared on the face of the black-clothed swordsman, "Is it a thief? You have so much courage, surrender to me!"

"Wow, master, there is such a bold thief who came to the warrior cafeteria!" The child jumped with joy, and pulled out his weapon, which turned out to be a sharp sword like autumn water.

Then came the fight, and this time it was He Ming's turn to take control. He never expected that the force index of this guy "I" was simply unparalleled. He was clearly a hanger, but he was actually a master.

Although he does not have a weapon, his "internal strength" can be regarded as the internal strength of an alien, but if he emits a substantial sword energy, he can block a sharp sword, making the black-clothed swordsman and children dumbfounded.

The level of fighting is really amazing!

With a frenzied slash, "I" finally broke the giant sword of the black-clothed swordsman, and that child caught He Ming by surprise: this guy is not a child, but a majestic character, with superb swordsmanship, it is really amazing .

In the picture of this kind of game, it is simply a child Gongsun (Aunt Gongsun) dancing a sword.

But to "me" it's just harassment.

He Ming couldn't help but smile wryly, "***, you have such martial arts just now, do you still need to hide in the fallen leaves? Pretending to be aggressive! Will aliens also pretend to be aggressive?"

Xiaoqing said with reminiscence in her eyes: "This is the feature of Yuwen Qingcheng's works. He is Shanmeng, a well-known game maker, and the Yuwen Qingcheng game series is completely made by himself, including every detail. I I played one of his games when I was young, and I still can’t forget it to this day. And since then, I won’t play his games anymore. This new game is up to you to play. You will cry.”

He Ming sneered, raised his brows and said, "My lord has been cold-blooded and ruthless for a long time, so he wept for the people."

He is so hard-hearted.

Controlling the fight, seeing that the child was really difficult to deal with, He Ming struck with all his strength, and as a result, a burst of red sword energy came back, and the innocent and lovely face of the child froze, and then split into two halves... The black-clothed swordsman was stunned Standing on the spot, unable to accept this result.

As soon as "I" flew up, I didn't expect that it turned out to be a surprisingly large canteen. Although there were simple long tables everywhere, the guys eating on it were all guards and important people with high-end clothes...

Unexpectedly, he bumped into a tiger's den.

But He Ming smiled slightly, his military force index, but - if this is not a society of high martial arts, then he can be very happy.

Does Sword God need to dodge?

never.

He just needs to enjoy his life and send out an invitation letter to fight on the top of the Forbidden City-in this way, he will expand his fame, so that his own dog legs can collect the world's wealth and beauties for himself, and finally build a big empire, serve the people, Modernize for feudalism.

It can be said that it has been famous through the ages.

It can be said that the emperor of the ages is also.

Of course, he must understand that if the game is just like this, it cannot be a masterpiece.

It can only be the title party of carbon-based monkeys.

The big fight started, and He Ming didn't forget to control "I" and ate a big roast chicken.

And "I" has almost no index of internal strength and vigor. Everything is just like reality, when you are tired, you will have facial expressions and so on. Or the movement started to be slow, and there was still no sword energy?

There were more and more besiegers, and in the end it almost became like an army. "I" had no choice but to go out from the window. When I successfully broke through the window, "I" did not forget to strike with all my strength in the air, and a wave of sword energy actually killed an important person. , even the guy of the owner. Killed on the spot.

"Ha! Weak."

He Ming was inexplicably happy. Although it was a bit strange, he was already deeply satisfied with such a sense of imagery and such striking power.

Next, are you going to make a big fuss?

But he was wrong...

After smashing through the window, there was that kind of dreamlike plot memory again. And this time. Music has become a song of life again, but it is vicissitudes and desolation, making people uncomfortable.

"I can" heard, suddenly wanted to cry. He Ming said: "Take the little fat guy away. Listen to other good music." Children don't have the ability to actively ask for other music, so He Mingquan let them accept good ones, and will never accept negative emotional songs.

Xiaoqing quickly spoke softly. I hugged him and left, listening to the moving music.

The central optical brain also automatically plays the sound range next to the ears of "Horus", turning it into top-level music for sleeping, lest she wake up and howl so that the abs brother will cry for his father and mother. Then you will be out of luck.

Looking at the screen again, the corners of He Ming's mouth are cramping. Indeed, he knew at once that he had been wrong.

As soon as the picture changed, it was a color of memories, a color of exhaustion, that child, of course, looked smaller, only four or five years old at most, but it was a bright spot of infinite vitality in the picture.

"Mom, I can support my family now!" He happily said to a tired woman.

He Ming didn't mind it in the past, but at this moment, he could see it immediately. This woman with a yellow complexion, obviously seriously ill, was none other than the girl she had seen in Taihu District.

It's just that He Ming couldn't believe and accept his appearance.

But there is still that kind of gentle temperament, the feeling that reincarnation will only wait for you.

He really admires the author, who has reached the level of mastery of high aesthetics.

"...Who is this kid?"

He Ming couldn't help asking, he is a perfectionist.

The central optical brain said: "It is the protagonist's son. And the owner is actually a more important help in the protagonist's life."

"***, go back, I want to surrender." He Ming corrects his mistakes, that's how he is, great and touching!

...

Half an hour later, He Ming finally began to "sorrow upstream into a river". He said he didn't cry, saying that he was the spokesman for the heart of stone. But squeezed out the incomparably precious crocodile tears.

Xiaoqing was still gnawing on the fruit, listening to the game's opening song and other beautiful music "I can", and cast a smiling look.

He Ming wiped away the tears with his fingers, and pondered: "Yes, such an excellent work, why can't we sublimate our imbecile and ruthless people? No, it is sublimation again and again. Serving the people is at this moment!"

"Listen well, Hua Deliu, make my words into a web page, and tell the monkeys on the earth that the era of happiness has come. There are no traces of flying birds in the sky, but I really cried."

"Okay, sir, there's no sign of a bird in the sky, but I really—"

He Ming interrupted: "Idiot, there is no need to record this sentence of my own moving talent, because people on earth will be deeply ashamed. The next thing is: brave, great, hardworking gentlemen, ladies and children, in the boundless In the demon world, in the dusty dark underground, in the computer room, I found another demon game."

"In the fastest time, in the flash, at the speed of light years, because we cherish time, we look back on the bits and pieces of life. Come, enjoy the sublimation of the soul, relive the dreams of youth, and have nothing to say with missing The person I love you, come on, the sky is bright and the moon is at this moment, let us enjoy this moment, enjoy the incomparable spiritual sublimation, feel love and peace."

"I am brother abs, and I will serve the people forever."

"This is my unremitting pursuit in life."

"Caring reminder: Be sure to pack a dozen tissue papers, because you will cry and cry and flow up the river. Also, I hope the floor of your home is waterproof."

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