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When the young Ling Xiaolu came home, he cried and told his parents that he would not take dance lessons in the future.
Dad was surprised: "It's not that you've been arguing about learning to dance, and you've been studying for so long, why did you suddenly decide to give up?"
There are many reasons for Ling Xiaolu. The dance practice is too hard, the Lajin is too painful, the teacher is too aggressive, the basic skills are too boring... The point is that he wants to dance that kind of cool hip-hop, but the teacher always asks them to do boring flexibility and strength training .
Dad thought for a while: "Okay, but I have a request. From tomorrow onwards, I will accompany you to the dance classroom to observe, and you will be watching when your classmates are training. After a week, I will agree that you will not attend. Dance class."
On the first day, Ling Xiaolu stubbornly turned his head away and blocked his ears on purpose, not wanting to see or listen to anything.
The next day, Ling Xiaolu not only watched, but also secretly laughed at the classmates who were grinning in pain, and made faces at them.
On the third day, Ling Xiaolu was sitting on a high platform. When the music played, his feet in the air subconsciously swayed to the beat.
Day 4, Day 5, Day 6…
On the last day, Ling Xiaolu was held by his father and walked out of the classroom. After walking more than ten meters, he suddenly threw off his father's hand, ran back desperately, and ran to the teacher, crying.
"I don't want to go, I still want to dance."
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It may be that in a silent and lightless environment, in order to prove that the brain nerves still have the ability to perceive, it is easier for people to recall the past.
In this endless fall, the experience of many years ago clearly appeared in Ling Xiaolu's mind.
He was nine years old then? Or ten years old? But it has been two years since I walked into the dance studio for the first time.
It is said that training in childhood is like a mark. A person who has learned piano will subconsciously play with his fingers when he hears good music; a person who has studied art will stretch out his hand to "copy" the pictures he likes when he sees them. line. Dance is the mark engraved on Ling Xiaolu's body. Now, when he hears music with a strong sense of rhythm, even on the street, he will naturally forget the skill of "normal walking".
The picture in his memory is the most impressive experience of "giving up" since he can remember.
It was also that time that he learned that it is easy to give up, but it is difficult to give up what he loves.
Ling Xiaolu in the water opened his eyes, and a bubble passed in front of his eyes. There seemed to be writing in it. Ling Xiaolu thought he had read it wrong.
When a bubble came over, Ling Xiaolu carefully identified it and found that the text inside turned out to be a complete sentence.
- Deer! Don't sleep, get up!
Ling Xiaolu frowned, is the person who calls himself a little deer in this game, Xier
Bubbles floated one after another.
—Little brother, I believe you can.
... a poison dove
- Disciple, if you drown here, it would be really unfortunate for the teacher.
There is no need to guess this, it must be Master!
Bubbles big and small, carrying everyone's encouragement, surged up from the depths of the ocean.
-Xiaolubi, the end is ahead, don't give up!
-come on.
—Has this difficulty brought you down? Get up!
—Brother Lubi, I am waiting for you at the finish line, I believe you will be able to get here.
- If you don't come up, Ji Meng will jump into the sea.
-come on! You can! (It's sincere, not forced)
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Ling Xiaolu was surrounded by a barrage of bubbles, and the words were rendered enthusiastically, and the icy sea water also became warm.
Those bubbles work hard to grow and rise, even if they are fragile and vulnerable, even if the water means the end, they must recklessly surface to the sea, just to refract the sunlight into colorful fingers.
There were more and more bubbles, Ling Xiaolu accidentally broke one, and Ji Meng's voice exploded in his ear.
"Idiot! Can't you point to resurrection? You don't want to use your fingers to donate to those in need!"
Ling Xiaolu is angry, idiot? Ji Meng actually called him an idiot! Can this person learn to speak well? !
But why does this one have a sound? Does Prince Ji really have privileges
Aiming at the nearest bubble, Ling Xiaolu used all his strength and raised his hand to burst it.
"You're not alone, you still have us!"
To his surprise, this bubble barrage is actually the same source of sound and picture, even if you can't see it clearly, you can still hear it!
"You are our patriarch, you must not give up lightly!"
"It doesn't matter if you lose, this is a mission, you can start all over again!"
"You are only temporarily debuffed, believe in yourself!"
Why does this weird DEBUFF still exist
Only then did Ling Xiaolu notice that there was an icon in the upper right corner of the virtual panel. I don't know when, there was a downcast cat on the icon.
When did he hit this DEBUFF, and was it the third time he was photographed in the sea
No wonder he was suddenly negative and exhausted, and the plot was so abhorrent, it not only tortured his body but also his heart!
Ling Xiaolu struggled hard, trying to regain the initiative of this rigid body. He broke a lot of bubbles in the struggle, and Ji Meng's voice came from all directions, as if a hundred Ji Meng were roaring at him.
"Lubi! Get up and hear me!"
"Are you really going to feed the fish? The fish hate you!"
"I gave you this life, do you dare not?"
"Look carefully at the cat in the upper right corner! Is it brighter than you!"
Ling Xiaolu, who was speechless, screamed in his heart:
Noisy, noisy, noisy!
Who said I was going to feed the fish, who said I was going to give up
I, Ling Xiaolu, have not known what it means to give up since I was nine years old!
Ji Meng, if there is any motivation that can help me reach the end - it must be strangling you with my own hands!
A huge momentum spread from the heart to the ends of the limbs, the DEBUFF was lifted, and Ling Xiaolu regained control of the limbs.
At the last second of the countdown, he decisively clicked to resurrect, the sea was cut open, and the waves swelled to both sides, forming a water wall dozens of meters high.
A new wave surged up from the bottom up and lifted Ling Xiaolu out of the water. The eagle screeched past. Ling Xiaolu aimed at its flight path and jumped onto the eagle's back steadily.
The eagle unfolded its strong wings and carried Ling Xiaolu soaring in the sky. He was surprised to find that he was no longer afraid of heights, that his spirit was one with the eagle, and he could freely control it to come and go.
Just like a human who was trapped on the ground grew wings, Ling Xiaolu's world opened a new door. He galloped freely between the sky and sea, sometimes climbing, sometimes diving, sometimes spinning, and sometimes tossing. He is with the wind, with the clouds, with the birds, and with the sun. There are mountains and mountains, and there is no peak that he can't climb; the sea is boundless, and there is no other shore that he can't reach.
The sea in front of him bulged with huge waves, Ling Xiaolu turned nimbly, and twisted the attack of the waves.
A huge sea monster appeared from the sea, with seaweed all over its body, and a roar as low as a muffled thunder.
It slapped it with a huge slap, and even a cruise ship made of steel could be smashed to pieces.
However, Ling Xiaolu dodged left and right in the air, and the sea monster didn't even touch an eagle feather, and howled angrily.
Ling Xiaolu sighed: "If you had appeared ten minutes earlier, I would have been afraid of you, but now—the fog is coming!"
He jumped from the eagle's back, landed on the sea monster's chaotic head, and slid down his slippery back until he pulled up the red flag on the sea monster's waist and jumped to the sea. .
The eagle rescued the man before falling into the water and swooped toward the end.
Ling Xiaolu waved the banner on the back of the eagle: "I'm sorry, I accept it!"
The people waiting at the end saw the fog on the sea, and they were anxiously waiting, but when they saw the eagle carrying the young man breaking through the fog like an arrow from the string, the crimson flag fluttered in the wind, and the light effect attached to the flag flowed at high speed. And drag out a few meters long tail.
"Lubi succeeded!" "The patriarch is back!"
The crowd burst into applause, followed by cheers one after another, an anxious waiting for the landing, and Ji Meng, who was standing at the front of the crowd, breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Xiaolu jumped down easily, and the battle flag pulled out a beautiful curved tail in the air. The caretaker here greeted him with a smile.
"Dear Lubi, congratulations on completing the challenge of the family upgrade task. I wish you to recruit more partners, open the second-level family as soon as possible, and challenge higher goals!"
"Siege battle!" Xi'er was the first to shout.
The people in gray echoed loudly: "Siege war! Siege war!"
Ling Xiaolu passed by Ji Meng with cheers, and heard the other party complaining in a low voice, "I thought you really went to feed the fish."
He turned his head and returned with a bright smile, thinking to himself, what a good person, strangling or something should be saved for next time.
On the contrary, it was Ji Meng, who was caught off guard by this smile, and immediately looked around, as if nothing had happened.
Ling Xiaolu came to the edge of the cliff, and the waves were still rough under his feet, but this time he was not afraid.
"I announce once again that the first goal of the Lutuoshe family after the establishment-"
He was in high spirits, and the battle flag pointed directly to the sea:
"—Attack Jingzhe City!"
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Outside Jingzhe City, the two armies faced each other.
Dou Kou had long been prepared for Bei Feng's arrival. Since that day, the Knights of the Goddess had abandoned the Spring Equinox and stationed in Jing Zhe. Sima Zhao's heart was well known.
Both sides are the top ten big families on the server, and their fighting power is evenly matched. But Dou Kou was not afraid, because he had a defensive advantage, and the city walls were easy to defend and difficult to attack.
"Bei Feng," he said arrogantly on the tower, "remember how you died here last time? Today is the day when history repeats itself. How you lost before, this time is the same!"
Bei Feng was still riding a white horse, and the albatross fell on his shoulders.
"Last time, you had it, but I didn't."
His voice was calm and comfortable.
"This time, you don't have it, I have it."
Dou Kouyi frowned: "What do you mean?"
The formation of the Knights of the Goddess separated on both sides, leaving a wide passage.
A lone figure, resisting something odd, strutted to the front.
Dou Kou was also a little nervous when Bei Feng prepared some secret weapon. After seeing that the person who came was just an insignificant green name, he immediately dismissed it.
"That's what you said, you have something that I don't have?" Dou Kou sneered, "I don't really have one in Dou Niwan, who is so self-righteous and not afraid of death."
411 raised his palm: "Don't panic!"
He replayed the things on his shoulders to the ground, turned on the switch, and a dynamic electronic dance music came from inside.
Dou Kou was amused: "It's a good siege battle, what are you doing with a sound box? If you can't beat it, do you dance together?"
"Sorry, sorry," 411 hurriedly said, "I put the wrong song."
He quickly changed the channel: "Go!"
On the battlefield where swords were drawn, a magnificent symphony sounded. The sound of music is inspiring, as if even if there is a dog by your side, you can't wait to ride it immediately and rush to the front line to protect the family and the country.
Follower A looked down at his hands: "Ah, I feel the power..."
Follower B: "No, this time I have the urge to ride you to the battlefield, it's not like the usual me!"
Dou Kou felt insulted.
"Bei Feng, what kind of medicine do you sell in your gourd? If you don't want to fight, don't waste my time—"
He suddenly closed his mouth.
In the smoke of gunpowder in the distance, nine vague figures, with the momentum of thousands of troops, stepped on the soul-stirring BGM, and they came.
"Kid, it's you!"
Ling Xiaolu's equipment was completely new, and there was no trace of the fledgling on his body. A slender wind-breathing pterosaur coiled on his arm, like a three-dimensional relief tattoo.
Looking at the person next to him, Dou Kou gritted his teeth.
"Ji Meng, and you, why are you always among the people who make trouble for me!"
Ji Meng's black and golden armor was replaced by dark blue, his chest muscles were covered, but his abdominal muscles were exposed. The giant sword behind him has been upgraded, and Thunder Spark is more dazzling than ever.
A petite figure caught Dou Kou's attention.
"Little sister, you're here too. It's very dangerous here, why don't you come to Dad?"
Nan Xun shook his head, and two crows flew in front of her, leading Dou Kou's gaze to the person next to him.
Dou Kou's smile gradually disappeared: "Poison dove, you dare to come? You have been looking for trouble with our family members all this time, and I haven't had time to settle the account with you."
He noticed the top of the other party's head: "Yes, even you have a family. What? I can't get on, find a backer? I once thought that you and Li Zheng were the only two in the whole server who would not have anything to do with any family. What about people... separation?!"
The silver hair is flowing and the dust is not stained, but it is not who is fighting, but the family name above his head once made Dou Kou think that he is just seeing the wrong person.
"It's a quarrel, it's really a quarrel..." The follower whispered beside him.
Follower B pinched him: "Miss is here too, I'm not dreaming."
Follower A's eyes were red with pain: "You're not, because I saw her first bud girl."
"Bei Feng tied with the patriarch with one appointment, and there are three more appointments, how to fight?"
"Are you sure it's three? Not four?"
Dou Kou's face was ashen: "Where did this Xier come from? I've never seen it before!"
There is only the last green name, which doesn't look like a big threat.
Nine people, lined up in a row, stood in front of the city gate. Behind them, in addition to the invincible goddess knights, there were well-equipped Lu Tou Club people.
Further back, there were hundreds of siege vehicles and catapults, densely packed, all over the mountains and plains.
Such an armed battle made even the city walls tremble.
Ling Xiaolu raised his head and shouted loudly at Dou Kou on the tower.
"Dou Zha! I, Lu Yangguang Qingxu Fengxian Alsace Bi, I'm here today to kill relatives with righteousness!"