"don't want-"
Angela, who was a little slow to react, came back to her senses at this time and screamed out, but obviously, it was too late to stop her.
"Paralyzed, fight!"
Fei put his heart on the line, closed his eyes and blocked it with his helmet.
Boom!
Sparks splashed, and the metal helmet instantly burned red, began to melt, and softened.
There was a light pricking sound, and a smell of burnt barbecue came in spring.
Fei let out a strange cry, threw away the helmet like a soldering iron in a hurry, looked down, and scolded the neighbor next door, although he reacted quickly enough, the palms of his hands had already been scorched with big black scars.
But the fist-sized fireball finally dissipated.
I rely on, dodged a bullet.
It’s just that before Fei could be happy, he saw the fat man on the opposite side smiling lewdly, like a prostate patient holding back urine, he was holding another fireball with a blushing neck, and the fist-sized fireball was about to take shape again...
This time Fei has nothing to stop him.
"You are shameless, shameless..."
Fei suddenly pointed at the dead fat pig that was 'suppressing urine', and said aggrievedly: "If we have the ability, let's compete in wrestling! My mother... Uh, no, the great God of War taught us that children will wet the bed when they play with fire at night. Those who practice magic are vile cowards..."
Gudong!
When the beautiful girls Angela and Gemma heard the words, there were rows of black lines on their foreheads, and they almost spat and passed out: shameless? shameless? Bedwetting? What kind of logic is this? When did the great God of War say such a thing
It seems that Alexander is still that idiot fool!
Both of them couldn't help being a little disappointed for a while.
But they didn't notice that Sun Qinshou touched the metal breastplate of the bed helmet armor at some point, and was sneaking behind his back, leaning towards the dead fat pig Gejir while talking with a playful smile.
"I scolded the neighbor next door. When I get close, I'll see how imposing you are..."
Fei was calculating the distance between the two, and at the same time, he was preparing to give this grandson some ruthlessness this time, let Ya lie down for ten days and a half months, and see how Ya still plays with fire.
But—"Piss your mother's bed!"
Already dazzled by anger, how could he restrain his "noble magician's anger" so easily? He decided to give this foolish king a little color. better. So...
Hula—the fireball strikes again.
Angela, a beautiful black-haired girl, was not slow to react this time. She screamed, her pretty face turned pale, and rushed over recklessly, blocking her delicate body in front of Fei.
The dead fat pig Gejill was startled, but the fireball had already been sent out, and there was no way to take it back. It was a pity that a delicate and beautiful woman would turn into coke before she could enjoy it...
Fei was also shocked.
He secretly screamed "Damn it", and before he had time to think about it, Fei grabbed Angela's delicate and delicate shoulders, turned around and hugged this warm and soft jade beauty tightly in his arms, ready to use his own back, to block the raging fireball that is enough to melt metal...
"Damn, I'm really going to be killed by this stupid woman this time..."
However, at this moment—poof!
A big hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the flight path of the fireball inconceivably.
Then, just hold it so lightly.
The movement is light, almost like grabbing a cloud of air.
But in the next second, Fei was horrified to find that the terrifying fireball that could burn the metal helmet into molten iron was crushed in an instant like a silent fart, and then dissipated in the air without a sound. up in the air.
And this hand, from the beginning to the end, not even a single hair was burned.
Fei came back to his senses, let go of the blushing Angela, and his eyes lit up: "Damn, master."
And almost at the same time, the smug expression on Fat Gejill's face disappeared in an instant. He looked at the man who suddenly appeared in the hall in disbelief, his fat face like a pot helmet turned pale as if it had been powdered. , Fat all over his body and Kaihua Temple shook uncontrollably like lice.
Like a mouse seeing a cat, the voice of the dead fat pig Gjill was frightened: "Lan... Lan... Lord Lampard, you... why are you here... I... I... I..."
Cold sweat could not stop dripping from the fat man's forehead.
This master brother called 'Master Lampard' didn't even look at the fat pig Gergil, but turned around and bowed slightly to the beautiful black-haired girl Angela to show respect, and then glanced up and down indifferently. Fei, who was standing on the bed and posing, glanced at him and said calmly, "Your Majesty Alexander!"
Fei also looked up and down this 'master brother'.
This is a typical western white man with a height of 1.9 meters. He is slender, with a square face, bright eyes, and a firm demeanor. What makes Fei envious is the long fiery red hair of "Brother Master", like a flame burning in the air , It's extremely cool, and you can tie it behind your head with hemp rope at will, it's definitely a sharp weapon for picking up girls.
What attracted Sun Fei's attention the most was a two-handed sword about 1.45 meters long stuck on the back of 'Brother Master'. It was wide and heavy, weighing about 100 kilograms. The color is black and red, full of evil spirits.
This moment reminded Fei of "The Legend of Condor Heroes", the abnormal weapon that the Condor Hero Yang Guo obtained from Dugu Qiubai in the later period - the dark iron epee.
However, the only thing that puzzled Fei a little was that 'Brother Master' was so powerful, it should be because of his low-looking body, but for some reason, his face was a little pale, and there was a slight morbidity between his brows.
Fei had a strange feeling.
Although "Brother Master" grabbed the fat man's "Fire Egg" to save himself at a critical moment, he didn't seem to have much affection for him, but rather had a sense of helplessness of "sorrow for his misfortune, anger for his indisputability". But for a while, Fei couldn't figure out the identity of 'Brother Master', so he could only nod slightly in response.
"Master Lampard, can I... go... go?"
The fat man on one side was so frightened that his legs could hardly stand up, he asked tremblingly.
Lampard didn't even look at him: "Let's go? What's the matter? Gegil, are you going to explain why you offended the king?"
"Ah, explain?... This... Actually... Actually, I was joking with Alexander... Oh, yes, yes, just kidding... You... You know, Alexander and I have been friends since we were young, but... It's just that my magic didn't exist for a while Control it well... You know, I'm just a little magic apprentice, I don't even have star qualifications... "
The shameless fat pig quickly found an excuse for himself.
He spoke more and more fluently, saliva flew everywhere, and even he himself was about to believe that it was indeed the case.
Just as he was about to continue editing, he saw Lampard staring at him coldly, his eyes were sharp, and an invisible cold air rushed towards his face. The dead fat pig was frightened immediately, he knew clearly that the person in front of him would kill someone with his own eyes. As casual as peeing, he didn't dare to say any more, so he could only smile obsequiously, and promised that he would never say any more.
A look of disgust flashed across Lampard's face.
Clenching the palm, an invisible pressure exploded.
Fei had the illusion that in an instant, an invisible pressure pervaded the hall.
However, almost in an instant, Lampard seemed to think of something again quickly, hesitated for a moment, and let go of his tightly clenched palms, the invisible pressure disappeared, and Lampard waved his hands as if to repel flies : "Go away, remember, there will be no next time!"
"Yes yes yes yes..."
Hearing this, the terrified fat man felt like a prisoner on the execution ground who was pardoned at the last moment. He gasped, bowed gratefully, didn't even dare to fart, turned around and was about to leave in despair.
"etc!"
Fei suddenly called out to Fatty.
The dead fat pig turned around and looked at Lampard first. 'Brother Master' didn't speak, so he had to stop, his fat face trembling, and he looked at Fei for no reason.
Fei smiled and walked up to Fatty.
He patted the fat man's shoulder with a smile, and seeing his amiable appearance, everyone thought that His Majesty the King was going to say something grand, so he found a place to go down.
But—who knew that when Fei walked up to the fat man, he suddenly turned his face, without saying a word, he slapped the fat man's face with a slap. Cursing with grievances: "Tell you to shoot me with fireballs, tell you to shoot me with fireballs... tell you to shoot me with fireballs!"
Papapapapa—a crackling sound in the hall, like a symphony of fried meat.
Angela, who had just recovered a bit of sanity, and little Lolita Gemma, who had a swollen face, fell into a petrified state at the same time, with shock on their faces.
Even Lampard, who has been holding the "standard international dead face" since his appearance, couldn't help showing a burst of surprise in his eyes.
Is this fierce and lunatic guy in front of him really the stupid Alexander from before
And the poor fat man was stunned—utterly stunned.
He didn't dare to protect his face with his hands at all. Lampard's appearance had completely frightened his guts, so he could only let Alexander twitch like crazy.
The fat man regretted it in his heart, and thought with snot and tears: I knew that Alexander became so shameless after being shot with an arrow, and I wouldn’t come if I was beaten to death. Small things, the key is... The key is that I can't afford to lose this person, being beaten up by an idiot with an IQ of only three or four years old!
After pumping for a long time, Fei's hands became numb, so he stopped without hesitation.
Fatty breathed a sigh of relief with tears streaming down his face, thinking the nightmare was over.
Who knew that Fei rubbed his slightly swollen palms, looked up and down, and suddenly kicked up again, slamming it into his crotch, muttering: "Let you catch my woman, Let you shoot me with fireballs... let you shoot me with fireballs!"
here we go again.
This kick was hard, accurate and sinister.
The fat man suddenly bowed his waist like a curled prawn that was still in a frying pan, struggling and howling like a pig...
Angela and Gemma who came back to their senses were petrified again.
The ruthless master brother Lampard finally couldn't maintain his cool demeanor anymore, and he was startled unconsciously, his mouth grew wide, as if he saw the goddess of life running naked naked in front of his eyes...
The fat man finally crawled out of the king's hall crying.
He was really terrified of being beaten by 'crazy' Alexander. He didn't even dare to have a trace of resentment, and he didn't turn his head.
"Bah! You can run fast like a dog!"
Sun Fei was arrogant, put one hand on his waist, pointed at the fat man's back and cursed.
This grandson was a typical bachelor character who would take revenge on the spot when he was a child. After this hard meal, he finally relieved his anger and had enough of beating people.
His face was flushed and he turned around with satisfaction... He was suddenly taken aback.
I saw Angela, Gemma, and Lampard staring at themselves dumbfounded. Their eyes looked up and down, as if they were looking at an unprecedented monster...
Fei's heart skipped a beat: It's bad, didn't you act a little too much just now
"Oh my... I'm dizzy, I'm so dizzy... I'm going to faint."
He shamelessly began to pretend to be crazy and foolish, pretending to be exhausted, and fell to the ground as soon as his legs gave up with his eyes closed.
Angela, whose pretty face was flushed, and Gemma, whose slap marks were still clearly visible, panicked when they saw that Alexander's injury had flared up again, so they hurriedly carried him to the gilded red bed again. .
'Brother Master' Lampard observed for a while, and seemed to have seen through Fei's 'conspiracy', but he did not reveal it. Instead, he asked Angela a few words about the cause and effect of Alexander's injury, and comforted the injured Little Jima turned around and left with a full stomach of doubts.
"Your Majesty, the enemy is still attacking the city. It seems that your soldiers can hardly hold on!"
"Brother Master" said a word before leaving, which made Fei's heart skip a beat.
After a while, Angela and Jima settled Fei. Seeing that he was still in a 'coma', Angela took Jima to a doctor to treat the wound on his face, and then withdrew...
When he was the only one left in the hall, Fei began to calm down and think carefully about the cause and effect of the whole incident.
Obviously, I did cross over.
In addition to Angela and Jima, the magic of the dead fat pig Gejill who appeared later and the powerful skill of the red-haired "Master Brother" proved this point again.
In his previous life, Fei was a down and out college student.
After ten years of hard work, he was only admitted to a third-rate major in a third-rate university. As he approached his senior year, he failed to find a job as a floor tile construction worker. He was born in the countryside, his parents passed away early, and the relatives around him didn't treat him very well. Speaking of which, time travel is not a bad thing for him, let alone time travel has become a high-ranking king of a country. king
When he was young, Fei's ideal was not to become a scientist or something, but to one day transform himself into a dandy who can eat and drink without worrying about food. What the hell... But obviously, in that life, such a great ideal would never be realized.
But in this life, his ideal seems to be realized.
Become a high-ranking king, possess absolute rights, do whatever you want, eat whatever you want, moleste whoever you want to moleste, ride a horse if you want to ride a horse, take a car if you want to ride, bring a guard if you have nothing to do They go out to make private visits in micro-services and pretend to be aggressive, and when they have something to do, they sit in the hall and reprimand those ministers who usually have five people and six high-ranking ministers to relieve their boredom... This is the real big fucking winner in life!
Thinking of this, Fei couldn't help the beast's blood boiling.
The beautiful temptation is right in front of your eyes, the nostalgia and reluctance for the previous life quickly disappeared, and Fei didn't take much effort to convince himself to accept the new identity now.
But Fei is a guy who likes to get to the bottom of things.
He began to analyze the reason for his time travel.
Obviously, when I was returning to the dormitory that day, I was hit by a bright disc-like object that fell from the sky, and then I probably died on the spot, and then somehow, my soul came to this world, possessed To this young king named Alexander.
And judging from the series of events that happened before, this young king seems to have been a mentally handicapped idiot since he was a child. , does not seem to be optimistic about the young king...
Fei also remembered the embarrassing incident of being shot in the helmet with an arrow when he just woke up.
It is estimated that that moment was the first moment when his soul possessed himself successfully. The original king Alexander died somewhere, anyway, from that moment on, Fei replaced him and became the king of Chambord.
It's just that this king named Alexander seemed really idiot enough during his lifetime.
Fei occupied his body and almost completely absorbed his memory, but he could only get some basic information, such as being proficient in using the language of this world and other simple living habits. I didn't even figure it out, not to mention the size of the kingdom and the system composition of this different world. I even found out that there was a beautiful fiancee named Angela later. As for the dead fat pig Gergil and the later master Brother, Fei still can't remember the specific situation of the two of them.
"Fortunately, this guy is an idiot, so when I pretend to be in the future, even if there is something wrong with my performance, no one will be able to see anything..."
Fei touched his chin and nodded in satisfaction, which was in his own favor.
However, Fei quickly remembered another thing - Brother Gao Shou said hello before he left, as if saying that the enemy was attacking the city, and the soldiers could hardly stand it anymore...
"I rely on it, can't I?"
Thinking of this, Fei almost jumped up from the bed in shock: I just won the throne of a king, and the enemy is about to attack before my butt is warmed up? Didn't Lao Tzu become the king of subjugation? Don't talk about luxury enjoyment like Xiangche beauties in the future, I'm afraid I will be caught by cruel enemies, first X, then X, then X, right
The brutal pressure of survival that hit his face made Fei feel terrified.
"Pack up your things and sneak away? How can you sneak away when the city is surrounded by people? Let the masters deal with the lunatics who dare to offend the majesty of the king? Although that guy is powerful, he may not be able to handle an army alone, let alone what if the other party has masters What? Damn, what to do?"
After much deliberation, Fei couldn't find a better solution.
Before he crossed over, he was just a 250 who chatted and spanked all day long. Does he have amazing military talent and force? I can't even wear them.
So Fei quickly turned his face.
"Damn it, that bastard sent me to another world, how good is my stay on Earth?"
This bitch didn't even think about it, who was still fantasizing about the king's beautiful life just now
At this moment—"Collect host information... 20%... 50%... 88%... 100%... Start installing the game system... Scan the brain capacity... Meet the requirements... Install..."
A mysterious and cold voice sounded.
Sun Fei was horrified when he heard the words.
Because this voice actually sounded directly in his mind out of thin air.
"Damn, who is it? Is it a human or a ghost?"
No one answered him.
There was a burst of beeping beeping, as if a countdown time bomb had been installed in Fei's mind. After more than ten seconds, that voice appeared again—"The game installation is complete, and the game will be installed in 3 seconds." Entering the Diablo game world... 3... 2... 1... officially entered!"
Fei only felt that the sky was dim and the earth was dark in front of him, just like the adventurer in the American drama "Stargate" passing through the star gate, a strange and mysterious feeling enveloped his whole body in an instant...
[Rogge Camp] Fei stood like an idiot at the place where novices appeared in the Diablo game [Rogge Camp], feeling uneasy.
He has been standing here for four or five minutes.
Four or five minutes ago, after the voice that suddenly appeared in Fei's mind counted down for three seconds, Fei's vision blurred and he came here.
This is the real Diablo world.
A perfect and realistic world.
This is Fei's conclusion in the past four or five minutes.
The sky is gloomy, and it is raining lightly. Some unknown dark green moss grows on the slippery ground. In the distance, the black soil is exposed on the surface. The whole camp looks empty. The rain was drenched, and they clucked and hid in the rough linen tent on Fei's left to avoid the rain.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Fei shivered.
The clear feeling from every nerve ending in the body reminded Fei that everything in front of him was absolutely real, and this was really a living world, not the dull computer two-dimensional picture.