The Wicked Cultivation Game

　　 The players chatted with each other, completely ignoring the bewildered villagers and guards at the entrance of the village.

　　 After the initial curiosity, some players are not even satisfied to stay where they are, but start to run outside.

Jing Yan, who was among the villagers, saw this scene, could not help but turn on the record button silently, the lens focused on the players running out, and even the title was thought out-“I think of running under the sunset that day, that is my lost youth” .

　　 Yes, there is a new program for the studio, targeting ordinary players, showing ordinary players a day of ordinary and simple.

　　 While Jing Yan was thinking about this, Lin Ling frowned and shouted, letting the refugees follow his instructions.

　　 But no one paid any attention to him. Players entertained themselves and chatted hotly. Some people even commented on Lin Ling.

　　 “Hurt, why don’t the game companies use a beautiful woman as a novice guide.”

　　 “Yes, yes, this guy has wicked eyebrows, and he is not a good person at first glance. He has been babbling for a long time and is noisy. By the way, do you have a mute option?”

　　 “Actually, I have been playing online games for 30 years. From the perspective of my veteran qualifications, I think this newbie has a very bad start. I suggest you fast forward to the village to enter the school and become the last disciple of the Hongmen!”

　　 “I think I want to fast forward to a dollar 999!”

　　 “The big wings must be fixed!”

　　 “Treasure sword to slay the dragon, just click to send it? Hahahahahaha!”

　　 The players started chatting happily, and they didn’t know where the topic went, they just laughed heartlessly.

　　 When Lin Ling was commented by a new group of players, there were still people in the player group, who were about to walk into the village with a stern, and were stopped by the guards.

　　 “Oh! Are you stopping me? Would you give me a try again?”

　　 The guards continued to stop people expressionlessly, not wanting to ignore him.

　　 But this player named Big Cola was not happy anymore. After being stopped again, he immediately pushed the player.

　　 “Brothers, this NPC is blocking the way! Barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, **** him! A drop of blood can kill him!”

　　 said, Big Cola was about to hit the player’s head with his punching bag fist.

　　 Then his brain hurt, he was popped out of the game with a dazed expression.

　　 Big Cola may not know it, but other players in the game can see it clearly.

　　 I saw the guard who was pushed by the big coke, raised the spear blankly and pierced the big coke’s neck, and killed the big coke without leaving any room for struggle.

　　 “Fuck! Is this game NPC so cruel?!”

　　 “Wori! Killer if you don’t agree? The problem is that the NPC doesn’t have a red name!”

　　 “There are no red names or red names. Everyone has no words or blood bars on their heads. If you don’t report the ID, the ghost will know the color of your name.”

　　 The guards made a brutal shot, temporarily suffocating these new players.

　　 But it was only for a while, and when I came back to my senses, the brothers who came in with the big coke were not happy.

　　 “Do you dare to kill my brother Big Cola? Brothers, come, let’s go together, kill this NPC, and avenge my brother!”

　　 “Yes, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, they are all Level 1 trumpets, so they are afraid of death!”

　　 “The blood is burning, **** him to death!”

　　 “Go!”

　　 “One punch, one drop of blood will kill him!”

　　 About a dozen people cursed and rushed out of the crowd and rushed to the guard.

　　 Players always like to join in the fun, watching someone make troubles, and immediately shouting and cheering wherever they are, the atmosphere immediately rises.

　　 But…

　　 I saw the guards swept with an expressionless long spear in front of them, and the ten or so people who rushed over fell directly halfway, and then pointed their guns at the neck of the closest person, stabbing a hole in the neck.

　　 Before the dozen or so people rushed to the guards, most of them died halfway. Those who were swept to the ground by the spear at the beginning were even more mercilessly compensated by the guards.

　　 “Ah this…”

　　 The heated atmosphere just cooled down instantly.

　　 “No way, why are you so weak!”

　　 “Will they play? One kid was shot by someone!”

　　 “Something is wrong, something is wrong with this broken game.”

　　Lin Ling saw that the group of refugees finally settled down a bit, and only then made them go to the temporary refugee shed outside the village—that is, the pigpen transformation shed where I was bored the night before.

　　 “Huh? Let’s live here?”

　　 “I’m vomiting, what’s this novice treatment? Where’s my traditional wooden sword cloth suit? Put it on for me, I’m going to kill the chicken!”

　　 “What’s wrong with the dark? You can’t walk around at dark? There is no such reason in the world! Lord, I am a wild survival madman. Are there any brothers who want to explore outside with me?”

　　 “Pray for a favor online, a little girl with beautiful skin and white legs!”

Some people scolded and left, and some people walked around the village, seeming to want to overturn the wall-but it doesn’t make sense. The people in Guyue Village are very united, they can recognize their faces at a glance, and they were found out. Going to the guards can put people to death on the spot.

　　 In addition, some people are talking to the guards at the entrance of the village, promising various benefits, and wanting an empty glove white wolf.

　　 Unfortunately, no one cares about them.

　　 More players are quietly obedient, staying in the refugee shed, waiting dryly.

　　It is not correct to say that it is dry, because even if it is just staying in the refugee shed, so many people chatting, and the novel games, they keep talking and chatting.

　　 This phenomenon didn’t draw the curtain until the arrival of Master Han and the psychic doctor An.

Master 　　han swept the crowd piled up in the refugee shed at the entrance of Yancun, and ordered to go down.

　　 “Let’s light a bonfire of human souls, and by the way, let all the craftsmen in the village come to see if there are any talents available.”

　　 After a pause, Master Han asked strangely: “Where is Xiaoye?”

　　 Lin Ling twitched the corners of his mouth and briefly explained Fangyue’s leave. As for the strange and hurtful incident that happened in the afternoon, he had been asked to report to Master He Han as early as when he returned to the village.

　　 “The work and rest of the refugees~www.wuxiax.com~ I don’t understand either. Since he has something to do, let him go.”

“Yes.”

Master 　　 Han saw this, and ordered something more, and then left the entrance of the village.

He had already returned to the door of the Han Mansion between several feet, looking up at the bright moon high in the sky, Master Han frowned slightly, couldn’t help covering his mouth and coughing, spreading his hands, his palms were full of red blood. One more eye-catching drop of black blood.

　　 “…you can’t hold it anymore…”

　　 “Sao Ye… Linggen…”

　　 “Will you be my last hope to embark on a fairy road……”

　　 Something seemed to have been thought of, Master Han restrained his emotions, opened the door, and went back to the house to rest.

　　 Not far from Master Han’s room, in the room of the psychiatrist An.

　　 A tall, sturdy man, tied with a big rope.

　　 He has tight muscles, but his face is dull and silly, and he will only say ‘Ababa’ in his mouth, ‘Wai Bi Wei Bi Bi Bab’

Sounds like 　　’.

　　 And this person is amazing.

　　Compared with the previous image, the bull is bigger and stronger, and the heart and arms have been connected. It looks very muscular, and it looks like a macho character.

　　 Niuniu at this moment is sending a message to someone who is offline.

　　 “Brother Ye! I have become stronger! I have also become stronger! But my mouth is uncomfortable!”

　　 “Brother Ye! If you see me in the future, don’t care what I say, just look at my message.”

　　 “Brother Ye! Come and see me more when I have time. Although I am very happy to be stronger, I always feel that the look in my eyes is something wrong with the doctor An’s!”

　　 Seeing Fang Yue did not respond, Niuniu had no choice but to go offline.

　　 The brawny man in the room immediately became blank, motionless like a corpse.

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