Xie Yi is one of the senior market bosses that Zhu Yang knows, and his own strength is not to be mentioned.
The person looks like a fairy, does not stain with dust and smoke, and is handsome like an immortal. It is a role that can calm people just by looking at the appearance.
Especially in events or occasions in the direction of Xuanmen.
Speaking of shame, Zhu Yang was deceived by his appearance.
But this guy is obviously doing a part-time job of catching ghosts in reality, and he is bold and fearless about the gloomy places, but when a ghost appears in front of him, he has repeatedly made a cowardly attitude that is inconsistent with his identity and strength.
But to be afraid, he often stretched out a little finger to poke a lot of them, and he was extremely reliable at critical times.
If you want to pay attention to the big guy, no matter how uncomfortable you are, you have to be at least tense with that kind of strength.
But he didn't, according to what Zhu Yang had asked him in the past, the guy answered plausibly: "I'm not afraid, but I just think it looks creepy."
"No matter how much I look at it, I can't adapt. The conditioned reflex that vision passes to me, then I can't help it."
In short, he looks like a geek who deliberately plays tricks, but everyone who knows him knows that he doesn't. This guy is really afraid.
Moreover, compared to Zhu Yang's preference for the game, he is more fortunate. Xie Yi is even better than her in this regard.
According to Lu Xiuci and Qu He, they met in the intermediate field, and they encountered a very dangerous mission at that time.
In the end, those two people who talked about the use of force every day, and those who talked about tactics and calculations, all have to say that the most critical part of being able to pass the customs safely is the luck of this guy Xie Yi.
Therefore, Zhu Yang's senses of him also switch back and forth between contempt and admiration, and of course most people do.
For example, at this moment, Zhu Yang looked at him. There was no contempt on his face, and he even regretted saying hello to him.
Sure enough, Xie Yi heard a familiar voice calling out his name directly, and raised his head—
yo! This is a fierce guy who is good at dealing with ghosts.
He quickly grabbed Zhu Yang: "Miss, please cover, it's up to you."
Zhu Yang pulled his fingers off his arms one by one: "Do you want to be embarrassed? The 99-level number is talking to a 70-level person."
"Where!" Xie Yi hurriedly said: "I saw that you were talented and promising in the future. You are such a gloomy ghost. You are mad at you, but don't let me say it?"
"I don't care, anyway, it's about the two of us." Then he hurriedly said: "You think about our friendship, are you embarrassed to leave me?"
Zhu Yang smiled but not smiled: "Huh! What kind of friendship do we have? I have a deep memory of the junk you sold to my dad at a high price."
Xie Yi suddenly looked embarrassed: "Well, didn't you recognize people at that time? Besides, it's rubbish for you, but it really works for ordinary people to encounter dirty things."
"The market price is so high, you can't say that I've killed it, right?"
"Yo, didn't recognize anyone? You probably forgot that you were introduced to me by my dad." Zhu Yang raised his eyebrows.
Xie Yi's face was embarrassed, and he quickly changed the subject: "Look at this room, it's so sinister - eh? Why is it so familiar?"
Xie Yi, who was only changing the topic at first, flashed a hint of depression on his face, and then his expression became solemn.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Yang said.
"This seems to be my home." Xie Yi said.
A total of four players, three men and one woman, were sitting in the main room when they opened their eyes.
This is what they say in their hometown. The large bungalows built in the countryside are equivalent to the living room, but the decoration is not as particular as the commercial houses in the city.
Generally, a square table is placed with a double bench on each side of the table.
Then the commonly used farm implements and sundries will be piled up around the corners. The TV is generally not located in the main room, so the general structure looks a bit empty and messy.
The room they were in was quite ordinary, and there were still unfinished dishes on the table, which were covered with a dustpan to prevent the cats from wandering around the village from stealing them.
At this time, it was the time of the devil at dusk, and the blood-like sunset shone in, and the large and bright lobby room was stained with a layer of blood.
It looks ominous and gloomy, so the experienced veterans like them can infer the type of dungeons in the beginning.
It's just that Xie Yi's remarks are surprising.
The other two players were in their thirties. They were different from the players who had just entered the advanced arena in the last ABO world. Obviously, they already had some experience in the advanced arenas.
Although hearing Xie Yi's words, it is expected that the copy may be more tricky, but the attitude is calm.
One is Wu Jianjun, who has the same name and looks ordinary, like a middle-aged office worker who passed by on the bus in the morning.
The other is Zhou Long, and his temperament is a bit evil and bandit, different from ordinary players.
The feeling to Zhu Yang is a bit like the gold-fishing players that I encountered in the past.
However, gold players are disgusted by the game. Once there is too much trouble, they will even be designed to clean up. Not to mention the advanced field, it is amazing to be able to survive the intermediate field.
She glanced at Xie Yi, who seemed to understand what she was thinking, and nodded.
This makes Zhu Yang extra vigilant. It seems that his ability is not small to go to the high-level field among the existence groups that are hated by the game.
But the other party is obviously smart enough, as if he is not comparable to the kind of idiot who has eaten Hu Gong before.
Also, people who become high-level players can almost be said to have everything in reality. As long as the money and power are within the scope of operation, which one is not to find things
People with far-sighted eyes naturally have their own uniqueness. It is estimated that if there is no major conflict of interests, they will not pick things up at all.
Therefore, Zhu Yang is vigilant and vigilant, but he doesn't think that the other party will be stupid in small things, and I believe that getting along will not be too stumbling.
After the four of them introduced themselves and got to know each other, Wu Jianjun asked, "Brother Xie, what do you mean by saying this is your home? Is the scene of this dungeon a direct copy of a place that players are familiar with in reality?"
Then why are the four players Xie Yi? Or is it possible that everyone will have a round
The other two players have already guessed in this direction.
Xie Yi didn't hide it: "Strictly speaking, this is my hometown. I lived there for a few years, and then I moved. The old people in the family refused to follow me, so I have to stay here and stay here every winter and summer vacation."
As he said that, he got up and touched the slightly uneven corner of the table. The square table looked a few years old.
There is also a lot of damage to the corners, but because it is wiped every day and used every day, the arc is rounded and there is a layer of oily luster on it.
"I haven't seen it for nearly five years, and I still knocked this place." He pointed to the recess.
Zhu Yang said: "Then your head is strong enough."
He asked again: "What? The old man in the family went and didn't come back?"
Xie Yi glared at her: "Go, my grandparents are living well, it was their hometown that was demolished when they just graduated from university."
He compared the numbers with Zhu Yang: "I lost so much."
Zhu Yang rolled his eyes and didn't even want to pay attention to him. The guy had to mutter, "Of course your eldest miss doesn't like this, but I'm considered a second-generation dismantling anyway."
"Okay, okay! Don't hesitate to talk about topics that don't match your looks."
While muttering, an old man came in from outside, holding a cigarette stick in his hand, and said to them enthusiastically: "Yiwazi, why are you still here after the banquet? Let's go and have dinner."
Xie Yi saw the old man and thought for a long time before he could react: "Three grandpas?"
"Hey! Why are you so stupid? You'll stay in the city for a few days and don't recognize anyone? Hurry up, let's go, don't make everyone wait for a long time."
Saying that, the old man turned around and led the way forward, and when he saw a few people followed, he didn't rush.
But Xie Yi secretly told Zhu Yang: "My third grandpa died when I was in the sixth grade of primary school."
Zhu Yang nodded and said strangely, "Why aren't you afraid now?"
Xie Yi was inexplicable: "Why should I be afraid? He doesn't look like a ghost at all. Look, there are shadows on the ground."
After he finished speaking, he saw the third grandfather in front turned his head and grinned: "What are you muttering about?"
The old man's face is dry and cracked, like orange peel, and his teeth are not good when he is old. Because he smokes all year round and does not have good oral habits, his teeth turn yellow and black when he opens his mouth, and there is a burst of smoke and bad breath when he opens his mouth Mixed unpleasant smell.
It wasn't obvious just now, but now with a grin, carrying the setting sun like blood on his back, the old man who was simple and close suddenly had an inexplicable strangeness.
Xie Yi immediately persuaded, hugged Zhu Yang's arm, pursed his mouth tightly, and dared not speak loudly.
The three grandfathers had a talk. Seeing Xie Yi sticking to the eldest daughter, he asked cheerfully, "I haven't asked you yet. You only said that you will come back and play for a few days. Is this your partner?"
Xie Yi thought to himself how dare he pry at the wall of Lu Xiu's resignation, haven't he pryed without seeing the game
So he quickly said: "No, no, it's my buddy's object."
Seeing that the third grandpa looked at the two players behind, he explained: "It's not them, they are busy, so they didn't come."
Now the third grandfather frowned, watching Xie Yi's kid slaughtering other people's girls, the girl was not shy at all, since it was not the target, he and the target were all pulling and pulling with other men.
For a while, he disliked Zhu Yang, but he didn't say anything in person, just shook his head: "This little young man—"
Seeing Xie Yi being so cowardly, Zhu Yang wanted to push him into the ground and let him sprout on his own.
She asked Xie Yi: "In the past, you also held onto people like this with ghost copies?"
Xie Yi shamelessly said: "It's mainly to pick up girls, I still don't care about men."
"Then what, my buddy looks like this, it's still okay."
"Well, that's right, people originally expected a tall and handsome little brother to provide a strong arm, but I didn't expect that I would be a strong arm, tsk tsk! The girls' broken hearts."
Xie Yi was not ashamed but proud: "That is, everyone finally regarded me as their best friend, saying that I was a friend of women, and they wanted to introduce me to someone."
"Then have you asked about the men or women they want to introduce to you?" Zhu Yang said coolly.
Xie Yi's body froze, and he didn't dare to pretend in front of the observant eldest young lady, tacitly acknowledging the fact that the girls regarded him as a gay honey.
Zhu Yang was too lazy to talk to this guy, and suddenly said to the old man in front: "Grandpa Third, how old is Xie Yi this year?"
Not to mention Xie Yi, the other two players were also surprised.
Xie Yi just told Zhu Yang in a low voice that the third grandpa died when he was not in junior high school, and they must have heard it clearly with their ears.
When the old man died, Xie Yi was still a primary school student, but seeing him now as a grown-up has no surprises at all, it is very natural, this is of course a strange place.
However, they have all tacitly accepted that the old man is weird, and that ghosts cannot be expected to be logical.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Yang asked directly. It wasn't that they didn't know there was a problem here, but that they felt that this obviously strange person, with a strange setting, was necessary to ask
When the old man in front heard it, he turned around and said, "How old is it? Didn't you serve wine a few days ago? It was said that he was admitted to the No. 1 Middle School in the city. Yiwazi will be very promising in the future."
The old man's answer surprised the players, so he heard Zhu Yang ask again, "Do you think he looks like a child in the city just now?"
I don't know if it's a joke or a question, which makes the atmosphere a little uncomfortable: "A child of eleven or twelve years old, do you think he has a partner?"
A moment of confusion flashed on the third grandpa's face: "Oh, yes! They are all grown up, it's time for Yiwazi to marry a daughter-in-law."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhu Yang, which meant that he couldn't marry such a woman.
Instead, Zhu Yang insisted: "Huh? Didn't he just set the wine a few days ago? He just graduated from elementary school."
"Elementary school—" The third grandfather's expression was a little confused, and then he said firmly: "Yes, how can I remember the wrong day. I drank a few more cups that day, and when I came back, I vomited. I was told by her third mother."
"My third grandmother is still there." Xie Yi said to Zhu Yang.
Zhu Yang asked directly: "What about the third grandma? Why didn't you call her for dinner? Or did you already help there?"
The third grandpa thought for a while, and then his face changed abruptly: "Where is my daughter-in-law? My daughter-in-law is not here, where is my daughter-in-law not with me?"
As he said that, he ran out of his legs and ran away madly.
Xie Yi couldn't bear it, but in the end, Zhu Yang grabbed an inconspicuous thread and pulled it, revealing the weirdness of this dungeon setting.
This made Xie Yi and the other two players have to improve the evaluation of the game, and looked at Zhu Yang's acumen in a different way.
A horror dungeon is obviously a ghost. Even if it is not a ghost, there are weird NPCs, and they can't justify their own memories and settings.
This is impossible even in the low-level field, but this happened in the high-level field.
Everyone wouldn't think that this flaw would make this dungeon look stupid and easy, and a special situation would only be accompanied by greater danger.
Wu Jianjun and Zhou Long could not help but sigh: "I haven't experienced the ghost copy for a long time, I really neglected."
Knowing that it is unreasonable, but only as a part of the setting, do not dig and verify, if it is just them, it is bound to lose this clue.
The importance of clues is something that every mature senior player will not ignore.
Zhu Yang didn't say anything, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
They had already come out for a while when the third grandpa went crazy and ran away. At this moment, even without him to lead the way, he could hear the lively movement ahead.
I think this is where they come to eat.
Several tables have been set up in the spacious Bazi, and the blind date around has come. It should be a happy event to see the words posted on the door and the stage set up outside.
The food was on the table, and when Xie Yi and the others came over, a man who looked like a groom came up in a fat suit—
"Hurry up and sit down, I'll wait for you." Then he said to Zhu Yang and the others, "Whatever you want, you're welcome."
The three of Zhu Yang were naturally polite, and the man didn't stay here too much, and then went to the table to greet other guests, their faces were full of strangeness, which showed that they were looking forward to tomorrow's happy day.
After being seated, Xie Yi frowned: "This house—"
"What's the matter?" Zhu Yang glanced at the guests around him, and looked at the villagers here, but it was strange.
Most of them are elderly people in their sixties, accounting for as high as 80% of the guests. A young man in a village holds a wedding, and it will never be this proportion.
The remaining 20% are young and strong, there are only a few, and most of them don't seem to be in good health. Except for the groom, there are only two sturdy middle-aged men.
In the end, it's all kids.
The age of children is also a bit extreme, either preschool children who have not learned to walk for a long time, or teenagers around thirteen or fourteen.
There are also women, either described as haggard or with a big belly, there are normal ones, not many anyway.
And these people dress strangely. It stands to reason that they have to wear decent clothes when they attend other people's happy events, right
And according to Xie Yi, their hometown is not a poor rural area. Like Zhu Yang and the others, they are only an hour away from the city. When he was young, every household in the village did not worry about food and clothing.
But looking at it now, there are not a few ragged clothes, and some have a strong era color, which is the style of decades ago.
It doesn't matter if the old people wear that style, they came from that generation, but several young people also dress like that.
In the village, there are usually eight to ten people at a table, and the rural people are not very particular about it.
However, Zhu Yang and the others are dressed in extraordinary clothes, especially Zhu Yang and Xie Yi. The handsome men and women are handsome, and the clothes are fashionable and temperamental. Zhou Long, who is suspected to be a gold player, also has his own momentum. On the table full of old people and village women, they also looked at the crowd.
The four of them felt that it was not easy to get close, so their table was not even full of eight people, not to mention the seating position.
Apart from the four of them, there were only three of them.
A thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, a woman with a big belly, and a strong man, these three are the least abnormal in appearance.
"Yiwa, did you just come back? It's been a long time since I saw you." The strong man and the woman said, the two seemed to be husband and wife.
Xie Yizong smiled and nodded: "Well, um! Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time."
After speaking, he lowered his head and leaned into Zhu Yang's ear: "I haven't seen each other for eight years. The uncle and aunt in the village drove her to the hospital when she gave birth to a child and had a seizure at night. There was a car accident, and the family of three died."
Another teenager who looked like a junior high school student also said: "Xie Yi, how many days are you coming back to play this time? I took you to fish, and I told you several times that you didn't come, how boring."
"When I was young, I went to take a bath in the reservoir in the summer of my second year of junior high and drowned." Xie Yi said to Zhu Yang again.
A child born in the same year, Xie Yi has now grown up, but another time will always stay in the summer of thirteen years old.
But these people in front of them turned a blind eye to Xie Yi's age. On the one hand, they recognized his setting of bringing friends back home to relax, and on the other hand, their understanding of him was at the moment of his death.
The other party knows nothing about this logical loophole that can be seen at a glance. If it is forcibly sorted out, I am afraid that it will cause the people here to be in chaos like the third grandpa just now, right
Zhu Yang and the others also understood that the people here are all people who have died in their village in recent decades, which is not difficult to find.
This village is not poor. Most of them died of old age. A few decades ago, medical care was not developed. They all gave birth at home, mothers who died, and children who died, and teenagers who were most likely to drown in summer.
People who died of illness were described as withered, and there were not many people who died unexpectedly, so the young and strong accounted for the least.
Knowing that this is a ghost village in the afterlife, the chicken, duck, and fish on the table are unattractive.
What supplies can ghosts have? It is true that the groom's family held the banquet at the beginning, how much time has passed since then
But the others ate deliciously, and no one cared about them, they devoured them one by one, as if they hadn't eaten meat in eight hundred years.
Zhu Yang slapped Xie Yi with his elbow: "What's going on with this family? How did the groom die?"
Xie Yi said: "I almost forgot about this. This house was later sold to an uncle's house in the same village. I don't have much impression of the original owner."
Xie Yi bought a house in the urban area halfway through elementary school and moved there. Although his parents were not as prosperous as Zhu Yang's parents, they were able to live a good life by doing a little business.
However, when I was young, I basically spent the winter and summer vacations in my hometown. One year, I came across this family for a wedding.
At that time, he was still young, so he would run around with the children in the village, and join in the fun to have a meal when the banquet was open.
Then I heard that there was something unpleasant at the wedding banquet that night. Within two days, several people, including the bride and groom, died.
At that time, he was young, and the adults didn't tell him, so naturally it was impossible to have a deep impression. So much so that he almost forgot that the owner of the house was someone else before.
"The key may be this wedding." Zhu Yang said.
After he finished speaking, he heard a mission notification from the game.
Survive the dungeon for seven days.
Another seven days, but this number is quite suitable for ghosts.
Just after receiving the task, there was one more thing in the bowl in front of Zhu Yang.
Zhu Yang lowered his head and saw that it was a human finger. He saw that the knuckles and shape were women's, but they were not delicate. The finger was broken at the root, and fresh blood was poured on it.
Zhu Yang looked up at the table. The originally rich meal, the chicken, duck, and fish cooked in the cauldron had turned into the broken body of a woman who was paralyzed on it.
The head of the female corpse was facing Zhu Yang and Xie Yi, and a pair of eyes stared at them.
It frightened Xie Yi with a 'hic' and turned into a stone man.
At this moment, I heard the faint voice of a woman next to me: "Why don't you eat it? It's delicious, let's try it."
"Try it, it's delicious."
The woman seemed to have eaten and drank enough, her mouth was full of blood, and there were ferocious minced raw meat between her teeth, looking at Zhu Yang's eyes with strange enthusiasm.
That sound of continuous persuasion made people feel chills down their spines.
But Zhu Yang suddenly smiled and put on a picky face: "How do you eat rough rice? The meat is so old, it's full of calluses."
He copied the chopsticks and turned over the fingers to indicate to the woman to see for herself: "It hasn't been washed clean, and there is still mud in the fingernails. This level of hospitality fools who hasn't eaten in eight lifetimes?"
After speaking, he glanced at the woman and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, you all thought about it just after eating. After all, I can't measure poor ghosts by my own standards."
As soon as the word "poor" came out, all the people at the table stopped and turned their heads to look at Zhu Yang.
Some even have inconvenient seating positions, and the other end is turned 180 degrees, saying that there is no problem with this place, and ghosts will not believe it.
However, Zhu Yang continued to pick and choose without caring, a pair of chopsticks stirred up against the 'mat noodles' on the dining table, poking and poking—
"Look here, the hair is not shaved, and there is still behind the ears, eh~ there is earwax. The eyes are so big and they are aimed at the guests, do you want to scare someone to death?"
She poked the eyelids with chopsticks, and directly covered the piercing eyes, her originally fierce face made her extremely funny.
Zhu Yang was like a wicked guest who didn't care about table manners. After a round of picking, he looked at the belly of the woman who served her vegetables.
"If you want to say that the meat is fresh and tender, this thing on the table will definitely not catch up with the piece in your stomach."
"How is it? Let me taste it? I want to eat it, let me taste it~~"
Zhu Yang slammed her with the weird tone of voice that the woman had just used to persuade her, just like calling her a soul.
The woman covered her stomach and leaned back, almost falling, but her man quickly supported her.
Then the couple gave Zhu Yang a resentful look, and left silently.
As soon as they left, Xie Yi's 'Fa Xiao' was the only one left on the table, and Zhu Yang looked at him.
The young man shrank his neck and shook his body: "I, I'm full too."
Seeing that he was about to leave the table, Zhu Yang hurriedly said, "What's the hurry, Xie Yi finally came back, let's play together tomorrow, how about swimming in the reservoir?"
Then the young man looked at Zhu Yang with a sinister viciousness that did not match his age.
Zhu Yang looked at him with a smile on his face, as if his expression was that the little milk cat was playing tricks, and the boy finally collapsed.
The atmosphere of the wedding banquet was a bit wrong, but fortunately everyone was eating about the same.
The groom hurried over and said, "I'm going to greet the relatives tomorrow, can you guys come and set up a personal venue?"
Zhu Yang attended a similar village wedding when she was a child, and the two parties were usually not far from each other at that time.
Either the village or the town, because according to Xie Yi's age, the bridegroom's marriage should not be like in recent years, when all young people go to the city to work and settle down.
The source of all marriage objects is generally introduced by relatives in the family, and there are few people who are too far away.
On the wedding day, the groom's side goes to greet the relatives, and the bigger the momentum, the better.
Xie Yi was about to agree, but was photographed by Zhu Yang: "We have something to do when we come back, so why don't two people come to help?"
The groom nodded: "Yes, that's troublesome for the two brothers."
Then he handed over two packs of cigarettes.
Wu Jianjun and Zhou Long took over the two packs of cigarettes that even advanced players couldn't see through.
On the way back, he said to Zhu Yang with a half-smile, "It's a good arrangement for you."
Zhu Yang knew that none of the high-level players would be willing to be subservient to others. In the process of promotion, they are often people with full intentions and firm will.
Unlike those in the low-level field who expect to hold their thighs to pass the test, they also acted as thighs along the way.
The previous ABO dungeons were all new people, but these old people are willing to obey other people's arrangements
In the final analysis, although the overall strength of the players in the advanced field is getting stronger and stronger, everyone's strength and customs clearance quality are reliable.
But on the contrary, it is the most difficult to break in with the customs clearance atmosphere.
No one will be convinced by anyone, and it is difficult for someone of the same level to suppress others, so generally speaking, the customs clearance pace of high-level fields never pays attention to uniformity. In many cases, even the tasks of the players are different.
Naturally, it is taboo to help others make decisions.
It stands to reason that Xie Yi is one of the few bosses with the highest level and the most powerful ability in the game. If he shows his strength, he can definitely convince the two people on the opposite side.
But this thing is too cowardly now, and it makes people wonder how he got into the high-level field, so on the surface, the four of them have similar positions.
Zhu Yang said: "How can we only choose a single player's realistic background for the dungeon setting for the tasks of our four players? This level should be Xie Yi's. Time. We naturally cooperate too!"
But it is also the same, so the two of them just casually asked, and seeing that Zhu Yang understood it, they naturally shrugged their shoulders to express their pleasure in cooperation.
It was just that Wu Jianjun suddenly turned his head, raised his hand and pinched it, and a deep pit suddenly appeared in the Bazi who had just held the banquet.
All the people above, including the tables and chairs, fell down, and the deep pit was so dark that the average person would be dizzy with fear, like a huge black hole vortex appearing in the middle of the deep sea.
The next second, Wu Jianjun squeezed his hand, and the deep pit suddenly closed, as if everything just now was an illusion.
It's just that the dam, which was full of tables, chairs, benches, and people just now, is now empty.
Rao Shi Zhu Yang was also taken aback by his unexpected move, and then a hint of interest appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It's true that every high-level player can't judge by appearance, don't look at Zhou Long is the one who is the most ruthless in the face of ferocity.
Unexpectedly, Wu Jianjun, who looked at the ordinary and gentle, actually acted more than the other party was caught off guard.
When everything on the Bazi disappeared, Wu Jianjun smiled at Xie Yi and Zhu Yang. The smile was still the same as his whole person, honest and gentle, but the words he said were different.
"Brother Xie, this dungeon is really not authentic. I think you are touching the situation, and the progress is not obvious. A bunch of little devils have been entangled for so long. As a brother, you can't hold back, so just-"
Before he finished speaking, he was thrown into the sky by a terrifying force, and then smashed heavily on the bluestone floor.
The slate was cracked, and it was obvious that the power was not small.
But to be honest, this physical force does little damage to the player, but Wu Jianjun's whole body is so painful that his facial features are distorted.
It was as if he had endured such a smash with an annoying body.
Zhou Long's pupils shrank, and he looked at Xie Yi in horror, a flash of disbelief on his face.
Because Zhu Yang and Xie Yi are obviously old acquaintances, Zhou Long and Wu Jianjun instinctively have a tacit understanding. If there is a disagreement in the task of a group of four, they will not have to be led by the nose.
Therefore, Zhou Long and Wu Jianjun also exchanged a little bit of information in the chat. At least both of them understand the level of the other party at the moment, and they are at the level of the pyramid in the advanced field.
The conclusion is that the two are similar. In reality, Zhou Long used to rely on fighting and fighting. He was considered a player with a strong force value. Although Wu Jianjun was not in this line, he was definitely not weak.
The two should be evenly matched. In addition, Zhu Yang, a woman who looks domineering and publicized, has not been taught to be a human being in the high-level field. She should be very powerful, so the three of them should be in the middle.
Xie Yi was the one they disliked the most at first, and he acted like a novice who had just entered the advanced field.
Although there is also the possibility of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, when he and Zhu Yang got together, they were obviously led by Zhu Yang, which meant that he would at least not be stronger than Zhu Yang.
But now the guy who was judged the weakest by them didn't even move a finger, so Wu Jianjun was powerless to fight back. I'm afraid this is not the strength of the legendary super bosses.
Zhou Long suddenly had cold sweat on his forehead, looked at Zhu Yang, and it was not surprising to see her expression, so he should have known Xie Yi's strength long ago.
Then this woman actually has the courage to bully the big guy
Xie Yi put his hands in his trouser pockets. He was slender and tall, and he made this leisurely and lazy movement as elegant and beautiful as a painting.
With his long legs, he came to Wu Jianjun, stepped on his head, and said condescendingly: "My checkpoint, it's your turn to be a scumbag? If you want to do chores, do chores, do you care if I wear it or not?"
"If you dare to do one more thing, I'll let you survive your battle with ten times the serious injury you are now."
Wu Jianjun naturally apologized desperately, but did not dare.
Don't think that people in the high-level field can't let go of their self-esteem. In fact, with their current strength, there is basically no threat to their lives. It is not easy to go to the high-level field, and players will naturally understand the harmony between players.
But they are all high-level players, and those few represent the super-strong players in the game, and their strength is even a part of the strength of the game itself.
Naturally, no one would dare to be arrogant against such a person.
Xie Yi just moved his feet away, but at this time, everything on the dam that had just been engulfed was suddenly restored.
The people are still those people, the tables, chairs, benches, and even the 'seats' on the table are the same, even the position of the things, and the movements and postures just before everyone fell down, the drinking and the drinking and the punching.
Zhu Yang has no accident. In fact, Wu Jianjun, who has done useless work, probably knows that in the advanced field, even if you watch these ghosts die with a stab, how can you break the game so easily
He just provoked and tested the depth of Zhu Yang and Xie Yi, but unexpectedly kicked the iron plate and almost broke his leg.
Xie Yi saw those ghosts returning to their original state, and looked at the gloomy moonlight this big night, but shrank his neck and put it back next to Zhu Yang.
This cowardly and unpromising appearance made Wu Jianjun feel so wronged that he wanted to cry, without being so misleading.
The key is that this guy is really scared, not the slightest bit of acting.
Zhu Yang didn't pick it up for a long time, and showed his teeth to Xie Yi: "I hate men getting tired of being around me, but women don't mind."
"When I go back, I'll let Datou Lu contact the Thai side, and we'll put you over to be transgender in person."
Xie Yi shivered: "You're sexist, eh, don't! Just go back here and let me get some warmth. The wind is blowing coldly down my spine, at least out of the sight of those people, right? "
"My dear, a broken corpse appeared on the table with a sullen head, staring at me with a dead eye. It's going to scare people to death."
Seeing that he was really thick-skinned, Zhu Yang didn't bother anymore, but asked with interest, "What was the trick to clean up Wu Jianjun?"
To say that she can do it with the psychic power of throwing a person into the sky and then smashing it down, but Wu Jianjun's pain is so severe, it is definitely not just a physical factor.
Xie Yi is also generous: "You will know after you clear the copy of self-cultivation. Many strong people can't do effective damage from the body. Either the body is strong, or the body can be replaced at any time, then it is OK to have a deeper level of attack power. already."
Zhu Yang nodded. Although he only said what he said, but then again, it is useless to say that Zhu Yang has no serious experience, but it can also make her understand that she is still a long way from being a real powerhouse.
Back at Xie Yi's house, we arranged the rooms. Although rural bungalows are not as comfortable and convenient as commercial houses, there are usually quite a few rooms.
There was one room left for one person, and the rooms were divided. Xie Yi came to Zhu Yang's room again and insisted on teaming up with her to fight pesticides.
It's only around seven o'clock in the evening, so it's too early to go to bed.
And they didn't eat at the table, but fortunately, advanced players have more or less space to store props and carry some important supplies.
Zhu Yang took two big meals directly from the direct space, and played games with Xie Yi while eating.
After a while, he was almost mad at his shit-like operation: "Fuck you! I'm still playing a fart, I didn't report you and sent the head to see our friendship, and the teammates who have been tricked by you may drown you with a single spit. "
"I can't say that, what's wrong with playing mediocrely? That doesn't hinder my love for this game. Did the game company say that it is not allowed to play in general? Why are you scolding me?"
"Brother, are you playing mediocrely? You really put money on your face. Generally speaking, this word is about your game level.