Players kill dungeon bosses
how is this possible
Cheng Xiao frowned and stepped in suspiciously.
Apparently, all the replies scoffed at the sensational title.
"What is the landlord's dream? Don't you know how to mislead newcomers with rhythm?"
"I'm sick, and I still fantasize about killing the boss. If you have the ability, try to kill one. The grass on your tomb will be 1.8 meters high on Qingming Festival next year."
"It's really amazing. No one cares about the real dry goods post next door, but this sensational post floats on the homepage. You don't mind me, but I don't mind it. Where is @Moderator? The moderator came out to work."
"Place. Let's stop daydreaming. If you don't know if you can survive the next dungeon, you will come out to be a demon. There's no end to it."
Cheng Xiao sneered in his heart as he flipped through the webpage.
To be honest, when he first entered this game, he also fantasized about whether he could earn points to exchange props, unlock the genetic lock to upgrade and become stronger, like in those novels on the Internet, but the reality gave He hits hard—the first thing the senior man who kindly reminded him at the time told him was: Don't think about it, none of this can happen.
As long as it is in the copy, the boss of the copy is the absolute ruler. It can kill players in 10,000 ways, but the players cannot cause any damage to them.
The anti-kill in the novel only exists in the novel, and in the real world there is only surviving and struggling to survive.
The only way to survive in this cruel and unusual world is to play a game according to the rules.
Puzzles, dice, hide-and-seek, role-playing, or just simply staying alive.
Cheng Xiao shook his head.
Looking at the logo on the top of the poster, he should not be a newcomer, and he still posts this kind of post. I don't know if it's deliberate fishing, or it's really stupid.
- I just didn't know this post would be so high.
This thought flashed through Cheng Xiao's mind.
But he was too lazy to investigate any further.
Just as he was about to close the post, a reply suddenly appeared under his thumb:
"A password? A good-looking man?"
Cheng Xiao was taken aback.
The ID of this post is familiar to him. He is a veteran who has posted a lot of dry goods next door, and he is also well-known in the forum.
This... what's going on here
Cheng Xiao was at a loss.
He then scrolled down and found that other players had exactly the same psychological process as his own, and a series of neatly arranged "crying troughs" swiped the screen below:
"really?"
"Boss, don't make such a joke with us!"
"Has your account been hacked?"
"?? What nonsense is going on upstairs, how could this forum be hacked."
Indeed it is.
Cheng Xiao continued to scroll down, and found that the person who posted the post replied, "Yes! Are you also a survival level?"
The big guy ID hasn't replied yet, but another ID that is also more often appearing in the forum appears below.
It replied: "I am the survival level. I prove that what the landlord said is not an exaggeration at all, but if there is a lie, I will turn my head off and kick it to the whole forum."
—Cheng Xiao now knows why this post has been upvoted so high.
After this reply appeared, the whole post boiled instantly, and the number of floors increased wildly with the number of refreshes.
Cheng Xiaofan's hands were a little sore, and he didn't even turn to the end of the post.
He watched the players in the building enthusiastically discussing the possibility, or questioning the truth of the matter, or guessing that this situation occurred under such circumstances, but more people were still speculating about the appearance of the conversation. That connector code, that "good-looking man".
Who is he, who is he, and how did he do it.
Of course, there are also some players who have made the topic sloppy - just how good-looking this player is, so that the big popular science posts who have always been straight men will use this feature as a joint password.
What's even more incredible is that, through such an abstract code, the third player was actually caught.
- It's not that we don't believe it, it's just that we all want to open our eyes.
Finally, Cheng Xiao turned to the bottom and saw the big guy replying to the player who just came out and swore:
"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."
Immediately afterwards, he replied to the landlord on the next floor: "I'm looking for a prop level."
Wait... Looking for props
Cheng Xiao was stunned for a moment.
However, before he could react, his fingertips slid down unconsciously, and then, a blank space replaced the heated discussion just now, and a system prompt above looked extremely dazzling:
"This post has been deleted"
Cheng Xiao stared blankly at the blank mobile phone screen, and his brain still couldn't turn around.
Game levels to find items are indeed not uncommon.
But, "good looking man"...
Good to see that level, he really only saw one.
Indeed, as long as you think of the word "good-looking", the face that seems to have been carefully carved by the creator will emerge from your mind. It has almost become an instinctive association, as if you have seen this face, others have already seen it. It's hard to deserve a compliment like that.
Moreover, the first time they met was in a level of finding props...
Is this... a coincidence
Cheng Xiao was holding the phone, thinking uncertainly.
It's impossible, the person in the forum, let's take a shower in his bathroom now...
Wouldn't it be so coincidental! !
In the bathroom, the rustling of water stopped.
Ge Xiu turned off the tap and went to the sink.
He started to wipe away the mirror that was covered with a layer of mist.
On that hazy and smooth surface, the slightly blurred face of the youth was reflected.
In the mist of water, the pair of dark eyes seemed extraordinarily clear and distant, like cool metal soaked in mercury, which seemed silent and silent under the light.
Ge Xiu wiped his face and lowered his eyes.
From the first copy, there was a question that haunted him.
Why can't I see [him]
He could distinguish all the supernatural items from other items at a glance, but only the rose that was handed over to him by the other party, Ge Xiu didn't notice any problems from the very beginning. To be precise, that rose Flowers, in his eyes, are no different from ordinary roses.
Gorshu can see all the ghosts.
After all, they are all supernatural energy bodies, whether they hide their bodies or pretend to be ordinary people, there is nothing to hide in Ge Xiu's eyes.
However, that man was completely different.
If Ge Xiu hadn't noticed that the old woman was touching him, the expression on his face changed, he wouldn't even be suspicious, and he wouldn't have noticed that the other party was quietly following him until he made a small plan. The opponent is excited from the invisible state.
When entering the ancestral hall, due to the sudden drop in temperature, Ge Xiu did not notice that the other party did not follow him into it.
Although he was not afraid of what might be faced in the ancestral hall, his ignorance made him extremely puzzled.
Ge Xiu now knows that the entire world is constructed by the other party's spiritual power, but even so, the entire frame is constructed based on reality, and the existence of the other party projected into the world must also be an energy body, but why can't he see it? where
Gossi came out of the bathroom.
The steam from behind followed his figure and diffused out, and a moist citrus green grass fragrance spread throughout the room.
The living room is brightly lit, and the golden sunlight pours in through the window, making it appear ethereal and clear, yet too quiet.
Ge Xiu's eyes swept around the living room.
Not only was Cheng Xiao gone, but another figure he cared about more was not there.
There was no one in the living room.
He frowned slightly.
However, before he could do anything, he felt a pair of cold hands wrap around his waist from behind, and another body immediately pressed against him.
Gossi was taken aback.
He barely restrained his subconscious urge to fight back, turned his head slightly, and said angrily, "Are you naive?"
Immediately afterwards, Ge Xiu felt a slight weight on his shoulders.
The man's chin was raised:
"Not childish."
The drop of water slid from the wet black hair, stayed on the wet end for a moment, and then fell on Ge Xiu's shoulder, leaving a translucent dark water stain on the white cloth.
The man's gaze followed the drop of water, his eyes darkening slightly.
Ge Xiu earned twice:
"Let go."
The man tightened his arms reluctantly, turned his head slightly, buried the tip of his tall nose into the young man's black hair that was still soaked with water, sniffed, and muttered in a low voice:
"It smells good."
"..." Ge Xiu took a deep breath, with an impeccable smile on his face, he said word by word, "I will convey your compliment to Cheng Xiao about his shampoo."
man:"… "
At this moment, a "squeak" sound suddenly came from not far in front of him.
Ge Xiu raised his eyes and met Cheng Xiao who came out of the room.
After hearing the sound of running water in the bathroom stop, Cheng Xiao finally decided to come out and ask himself after a few minutes of mental construction.
- He really didn't expect to see the scene in front of him.
Cheng Xiao was stunned, his brain and expression seemed to freeze, he finally woke up like a dream after a long time, he suddenly stepped back as if his tail had been stepped on, his entire face suddenly turned red, and he stammered:
"Sorry to interrupt!"
"Wait… "
Before Ge Xiu could say the next word, he heard a loud "bang" sound from not far away.
The door slammed shut in front of him.
In the clear sunlight, you can almost see the flying dust carried by the closed door.
Gossiu: "..."
The chest against his back was cold and solid, and the arms around his waist were still as steady as Mount Tai.
The two were one behind the other, their bodies almost touching each other.
Not to mention that Ge Xiu had just come out of the shower, the clothes on his body were just loosely draped, and under the wide open neckline revealed a large white dazzling skin and a clear and straight collarbone. It has become almost transparent. Under the sun, there is almost no color difference between the white shirt and the fair skin. At first glance, it looks even more extraordinary...
pornography.
Ge Xiu glanced down at his current position with the other party, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes forcefully.
always feel...
No way to explain it now.
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