The dark feeling gradually became clearer as her consciousness condensed again. Chu Lingbing, who was lying in the game cabin, slowly opened her eyes. The buzzing sound surrounding her body also temporarily left the game as she
The operation gradually decreased, which seemed to prove in this way that the high-speed operation mode gradually stopped. The last few remaining sweet feelings that had never been experienced still echoed in my heart. The woman with long clothes and long hair was standing there.
After lying in the cabin for a long time, he hurriedly ran out with a blushing face amid the flashing prompts and alarms in the game cabin: "Bathroom, bathroom..."
"ha……"
The system installed in the game cabin and responsible for maintaining the physiological characteristics of the human body gradually returned to its normal blue color as the woman left. The flowing surface then slowly flashed past the increasingly slender figure walking back from the bathroom.
Chu Lingbing, who returned to his original position like a wandering soul, then let out a long sigh of relief, and his eyes darkened as he gradually softened and knelt down: "Haha, hahahaha..."
It's just like a dream.
Inexplicable laughter was still coming from her mouth, but inexplicable tears flowed from the corners of the eyes of the woman with her hands on the side of the game cabin. Her haggard face, which she had been forced to rely on for several days by the physiological maintenance system of the game cabin, also appeared later.
The shaking of her shoulders flashed up and down on the smooth surface of the cabin, and finally slowly showed her tearful smile: "You are not dead yet, you are not dead yet..."
"Since you are really not dead, then I can... continue to live."
Muttering these words, Chu Lingbing, whose face was full of tears, slowly raised her head. The long and messy hair that had been dragged to the ground because it had not been trimmed for a long time also moved back and forth on the ground as she raised her head.
Shaking, and finally slowly floating up together with her body that struggled to stand up. She still seemed to have no intention of taking care of herself. The woman dragging her long clothes quickly returned to the game cabin in the small room, because she was haggard
And her dull face was filled with a crimson color that was completely different from her usual image as she mentioned the excitement and joy again: "We have to go back quickly... um."
The movement of lying down in the game cabin paused for a moment, and her eyes slowly fell on the light screens with flashing message prompts in front of her. Her eyes that she originally didn't want to pay attention to also turned slightly as the messages passed by, and finally
With the frowning, they gradually became entangled: "New ranking...throne challenge...special meeting...and..."
"The dark witch."
As if she was reciting a name that had nothing to do with her, Chu Lingbing's voice became deeper, and her eyes fell into thinking. Then, as she subconsciously turned her head, she fell on the ones that never stopped beating.
On those friend chat lists: "...forget it."
"It has nothing to do with me now."
She shook her head, pulled the last trace of her exposed long hair in together with her long white coat, and then closed her eyes anxiously as the cabin door gradually fell. From Entering the Game
The white light emitted when she was inside then appeared in her mind again as her consciousness deepened. The figure of the seventh-level player with the words Snow Spirit and Fantasy Ice on his head then appeared in the free world of Tanzania City.
In the tavern, she quickly opened her eyes and sat up from the damp and simple bed with a sound. At the same time, she looked around the dark and narrow room: "Duan Qing, Duan Qing! Where are you, Duan...
ah."
"What's it called? I just wanted to go out and argue with that boss Paul."
Slowly pushing open the wooden door of the room, the gray-robed magician who poked his head out then appeared in the field of vision in front of Xue Ling Huan Bing: "Didn't I go offline to rest? I just passed... Well, converted into
In real time, it’s only been ten minutes, right?”
"I, I'm done resting."
A flash of red flashed across his face again, and Xue Ling Huan Bing immediately replied angrily: "Isn't ten minutes enough? I just went to the toilet..."
"Please, you haven't been offline for several days."
Duan Qing, who was still standing by the door, let out a long sigh and then retracted his intention to leave: "Even with the life support system of an advanced game cabin, players can't go without eating, right? You eat
Have you got your things? Have you slept?"
"..."
"Go and eat quickly."
Duan Qing pressed his forehead and rubbed the tip of his brow, then pointed towards the bed: "Your body will collapse."
"I, I don't want it." Xue Ling Huan Bing, who was looking at each other with his arms folded, shook his head resolutely: "I want to go out with you."
"I just went out to find that Paul... to discuss our accommodation. One more person and one less person doesn't make any difference." Duan Qing slightly closed the door a little: "It's you - if it's your body
If I don’t take a good rest, there’s nothing I can do about it.”
"I-I'm fine."
He hurriedly walked down from the bed, dragging the woman in white clothes and white hair into Duan Qing's arms in a few steps: "That's nice to say, what if I can't see you when I come back? What if you, you -
—”
"……well."
Holding the other's trembling body and sighing, Duan Qing stretched out his arms and patted Xue Ling Huan Bing's back: "I told you I won't leave, we are now... uh, we are partners, no
?"
"……Um."
"The situation here doesn't seem to be very peaceful, and we still have a lot of things to do."
His palms ran up and down the woman's thin back to soothe her for a while. Duan Qing slightly let go of the woman's tight hold on her body: "You go and have a good rest first. After I finish exploring the news, we can continue our adventure together.
OK?"
"..."
"I will continue traveling with you Lingbing."
Tugging at the corners of his mouth helplessly, Duan Qing simply hugged the other person horizontally, and then while looking at the other person's silent face with clenched fists, he placed the other person on the simple bed again: "
Isn’t it just to find a place where you can log off safely after spending so much time traveling? How many days have you been online in a row, idiot?"
"When we regain our energy, we will discuss the next steps together." He showed a comforting smile to the woman lying on the bed: "Be obedient, I will definitely wait for you."
"...Then we have an agreement."
The hands tightly clenched in front of her chest slowly loosened up. Xue Ling Huanbing smiled and slowly retracted her eyes that had been lingering on each other: "I, when I go online, you must be with me."
In front of me, otherwise, I will, I will..."
"Okay, okay, I promise you."
"Then...well, let's take a little...rest."
Duan Qing, who was still holding the other person in his arms and sitting on the edge of the bed, nodded with the same smile. Then, after watching the woman in white with a look of reluctance in his arms gradually disappear, he slowly
He gradually stood up from the bed. The noisy sounds that had been ringing on the floor all around also slowly subsided as this period of time passed, leaving only Duan Qing's unmoved figure standing still.
, as if he had been thinking for a long time, he shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to expel certain thoughts and conjectures from his mind: "It should be fine."
"I'm fine, why would she be fine?"
Looking down at the stretching fingers, Duan Qing sighed softly, and then after looking around the room, he opened the door to the room again. A slight sound of the door lock followed.
The scene of the famous magician gradually leaving echoed in this deserted underground corridor. Soon Duan Qing returned to the surface as he climbed the steps. His eyes were in the empty tavern hall.
Zhongzhong stayed for a while, and finally walked to the bar where the boss named Paul was: "Is it closed?"
"rest."
It seemed that he did not understand the meaning of the word spoken by the other party. The sturdy and somewhat obese boss raised his head, and then while confirming the identity of the visitor in front of him, he continued to wipe the wine glass.
: "It's already dawn, and the drinkers have gone back to rest."
"It's already dawn."
Turning around to look at the rays of sunlight streaming out of the window on the side, Duan Qing took a deep breath: "I thought your place was some kind of underground tavern. Can't we still see the sun during the day?"
"Can you change our place to Room 06 on the ground?" He shook the greasy little key in his hand: "My friend is a little afraid of the cold, and now he wants to get more sunshine."
"...Wind Eagle only has one floor."
The action of wiping the wine glass paused again, and the boss Paul retracted his weird look: "This is a tavern, not a hotel. There is only one room with a bed in the wine cellar, and you have the key now."
"It's not Locke's fault." Duan Qing immediately pointed in the direction of the cold gate: "If he and the people around him hadn't kept asking questions, I might have surrounded this city.
I've been around three times! There's no need to stay in this damn place."
"Trust me, those questions will do you good."
Putting one of the wooden cups in his hand aside, Paul then picked up the other wine glass beside him: "There are a few rumors that are somewhat true, and there have indeed been a lot of abnormalities around Tanzania City recently.
, senior officials have ordered to sound the alarm in this place and surrounding areas, and strictly control the entry and exit of foreigners."
"Being able to let you in is already the best treatment." He shook his head: "If it falls into the hands of those nobles... hmph."
The tavern owner let out a heavy cold snort, and the tavern owner who lowered his head was speechless. Duan Qing, who had a clear understanding in his heart, then gave up his doubts, turned around and opened the door of the "Wind Eagle" tavern. Ding bell
The sound of the bell and the creak of the wooden door when it was pushed open rang in the scene beside his ears. Then the streets of Tanzania City full of imperial flavor also appeared in front of the magician, and he was deeply moved.
Duan Qing took a breath and then raised his head vigorously, and his eyes gradually fell on the row of shops opposite the tavern - which seemed to be the same as a free city near the East China Sea.
In the early morning, the city of Tanzania has reached the quietest time of the day. The shop owners who are cleaning up their shops have become accustomed to this situation, and their sleepy eyes have no intention of paying attention to this deserted street. From Qinglang
The wisps of sunlight in the sky then fell in front of other shops that were constantly cleaning up their doorways. At the same time, the morning breeze brought by the increasingly warm weather swept through the house, which was full of simple lines.
The outline of the house and the stone brick surface of the street moved forward, and finally turned the next corner in front with a faint shout: "Stop... we need to check..."
"What? We are legal..."
"I don't care if you guys...give it to me..."
"...Today is what we have to do...otherwise..."
Should I say that this place is really not peaceful, or that it has very imperial characteristics?
Having said these words silently in his heart, the gray-robed magician shook his head. The next moment he wanted to cross the street, he was interrupted by a speeding carriage that suddenly passed in front of him.
There were also a few imperial guards yelling and cursing at the figures chasing behind the crooked carriage. Duan Qing stared at this rather strange scene with his hands on his hips for a while before letting out a few exclamations of surprise.
Laughing, a low voice of inquiry followed the footsteps of the imperial soldiers who had just rushed past, and came to the magician standing at the door of the tavern: "You are... Mr. Linyuan Duanshui, right?
?”
"Who are you……?"
"I am John Corner, a member of the Third Squadron of the Second Battalion of the Santerius Provincial Guard."
The metal on the armor made several random collision sounds in the air. An imperial soldier who walked up to Duan Qing replied lazily. The arm holding the metal helmet was then raised casually over his head,
It was a military salute in this way: "As entrusted by the captain, I came here to pick you up today, Your Excellency Alchemist."
"Uh...hello."
Duan Qing stood there blinking and looking at each other for a while. Duan Qing was a little helpless and gestured back and forth for a long time. Finally, the imperial soldier, who was so lazy that he didn't look like an imperial soldier at all, pointed at the tavern behind him while looking back and forth.
Damen: "Is it... the Locke from yesterday?"
"That's right, it's that Locke."
After letting out a few low coughs, the soldier who called himself John Corner curled his lips and glanced sideways: "Any more questions?"
"Uh, um..." Duan Qing still didn't retract his finger: "My companion is still resting inside..."
"There's also a lady with white hair, right? I know."
The imperial soldier who waved his hand casually and turned towards the door of the tavern threw his helmet behind him: "Do we need to wait for her to come out? How long do we need to wait? I know those ladies need a long time to dress up. If
If you don’t mind…”
"You can buy me a drink first." He pushed open the door of the tavern, and at the same time showed an incomprehensible smile: "Trust me."
"This will be good for you." (To be continued)
This chapter has been completed!