Shanghai, late at night, in a villa in the suburbs.
I sat in the lonely hall, holding a cup of cooled coffee in my hand. Maybe this was the price. I came to the residence of the scholar, Ling Xue and the others, but I was not even assigned a room.
Standing up, I saw a word hanging on the wall through the moonlight, eight powerful characters: The snow and moon are eternal, and they dominate the world!
Oh, this is the beginning of that legend?
"The handwriting is not bad, isn't it?" A sweet female voice came from behind.
When she turned around, she saw it was Ling Xue. She was holding a thick blanket in her hands and said with a smile: "I feel sorry for you to spend the night here. Turn up the air conditioning temperature to avoid catching a cold."
I nodded: "Thank you."
Lingxue put down the blanket but did not leave. She looked at me deeply and asked with a smile: "Is that girl really that important to you?"
I heaved a sigh of relief: "Well, I owe her a lot."
Ling Xue smiled slightly: "Let go of your obsession. If she loves you, then giving everything for you will be her happiness. Do you know?"
I smiled: "Well, yes, but I still hope that I can do something for her, so if I can get my account back, can it be considered a small compensation for me?"
"Love is not a transaction, and it cannot be made up by compensation alone."
"I love her." I said calmly.
Ling Xue was slightly startled and couldn't help but smile: "That's enough."
As she said that, she turned around lazily and waved her hand: "Okay, I'm going to bed. You should go to bed early too!"
"Wait, Ling Xue"
"What's wrong?"
"Is there really no improvement in Lin Yixin's account?" I asked earnestly.
Ling Xue showed a look of embarrassment and said: "It's not that we don't want to help you, but this matter is a big deal and our Yueheng China headquarters is not willing to get involved in this bad luck. Do you know? Restoring Lin Yixin's account is small, but it is equivalent to
We directly challenged the Yueheng headquarters. Will the bosses of the branches in the United States, South Korea, and Vietnam let us go?"
I gritted my teeth and said, "But apart from you, there is no one else who can help me."
Ling Xue smiled, walked up to me, reached out and patted my shoulder, and said: "Lu Chen, don't be too persistent. You have already worked hard, what regrets do you have? I think Lin Yixin will forgive you,
She is a stubborn little girl who understands the truth. Moreover, you and Lin Yixin joined forces to save Chenxi City. This love is even greater. I wish you all the best~~"
I nodded helplessly. It seemed that there was really no way to save the day here.
The next morning.
"Brother scholar, are you going today?" A voice came from the corridor.
The scholar walked out holding a bouquet of white flowers and nodded: "Xia Tian, do you want to accompany us?"
"Yeah." The sister smiled from ear to ear: "After Sister Bingcha left, I haven't been with you for half a month. Brother Scholar, do you still want to pay homage to your sister?"
"Yeah." The scholar nodded.
I quietly walked out from the back door, took a taxi to the company, and then drove the x12 back to Suzhou. When I arrived in Suzhou, it was already past 10 o'clock in the morning, and I called He Yi's number——
"Eve, are you in the studio?"
"No, Ming Yue, Bei Ming, I are at the flower shop downstairs, you can come over too!"
"oh!"
He walked straight over and found He Yi holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand and wearing a black uniform. Moreover, even Bei Mingxue and Murong Mingyue were also wearing black uniforms and seemed to be very serious.
"What's wrong?" I stepped forward.
He Yi looked at me, with deep meaning in his eyes, and said softly: "Lu Chen, I once told you that the Dream of the Ancient Sword Soul was not created by me, and I have never told you about the founder of the guild.
Come on, let’s uncover the mystery today!”
"Ah?" I was confused.
Murong Mingyue pulled my arm: "Let's go, I'll know it in the past. Xiao Beiming doesn't know anything about it like you. Let's go and see it together today!"
"oh"
After getting on the x12, He Yi drove, speeding through the busy city. Finally, the car stopped at the edge of a cemetery. Everyone got out of the car, and He Yi walked in front, holding flowers and entering the cemetery.
"What the hell is going on?" I was even more confused.
"You'll know soon." Murong Mingyue chuckled.
Everyone walked straight for about five minutes and stopped in front of a row of tombstones. He Yi was facing a tombstone and put down flowers. There was a small coconut tree planted in front of the tombstone. On the tombstone, there was a shabby photo that could vaguely be seen.
Seeing that she looked like a young girl, who would have thought that she would die like that.
Sister: Xu Yan’s Tomb.
Looking at the inscription on the tombstone, I was slightly startled.
He Yi knelt quietly in front of the tombstone, and then motioned to me: "Come here, kneel down."
I approached blankly and knelt down beside He Yi. No matter who she was, the dead would be the most important.
"Eve, what's going on?" I asked.
He Yi murmured: "My cousin, Xu Yan, left Suzhou very early to develop in the north. She was the original founder of Ancient Sword Soul Dream. At that time, I was just a newbie following her around.
, it’s been nine years, it’s been nine years since my sister passed away, but I can still clearly remember the first time she took me to kill goblins.”
As he spoke, tears burst into He Yi's eyes, and he continued sobbing: "Sister said that she wanted to build the Ancient Sword Soul Dream into the world's first-class guild, but she did not live to see this day."
I took a deep breath: "Why did my sister die?"
"A heartless man"
He Yi wiped her tears, then took my hand and said to the tombstone: "Sister, did you see, this is Lu Chen, the strongest player in our Ancient Sword Soul Dream, the second active player in the Chinese CGL Hall of Fame
, this time, our Ancient Sword Soul Meng participated in the national war to defend Dawn City and became the guild with the first total points. We are already one of the few guilds in China. Sister, did you see it?"
I held He Yi's shoulders and felt that her mood had collapsed. I pulled her into my arms and said, "Eve, sister will see it."
Bei Mingxue was at the side, holding He Yi's arm as well, and said softly: "Sister Eve"
Murong Mingyue leaned on a tree nearby and looked at us quietly, her eyes filled with tears.
At this moment, a young man suddenly walked up behind him, holding white flowers in his hands. He looked at us and trembled: "You guys"
I also turned around and couldn't help but be surprised: "Is it you?"
The young man came to the tombstone, checked it, put down the flowers, and said: "Sister"
He Yi also looked at him, full of surprise.
"Who are you, your cousin?" He Yi asked.
The young man was shocked and said: "I brought my sister's ashes back for burial. Are you from the ancient sword soul dream's side of the water? How come you are here?"
He Yidao: "You must be a scholar! How come my sister knows you?"
The visitor was the frivolous scholar, the vice president of Yueheng's southern headquarters. He was very shocked and said: "Eleven years ago, my sister was in the north and taught me everything in the game. Nine years ago, my sister committed suicide. I took her ashes.
She was brought back to the city she wanted to go to for burial, on the water side, are you really my sister’s cousin?”
He Yi wiped her tears and nodded: "Well, even the Ancient Sword Soul Dream was created by my sister. My dream has always been to realize my sister's dream and make the Ancient Sword Soul Dream famous all over the world!"
The scholar knelt on the ground and sighed: "Sister, is the guild you mentioned to me the Ancient Sword Soul Dream? My God, I didn't know it until now!"
With that said, the scholar turned around, looked at He Yi, and said: "I will do my best to make up for my sister's regrets. He Yi, if you have any difficulties, just tell me, and I, Scholar Ding, will do my best to solve it!"
He Yi nodded and said: "Restore Lin Yixin's account. I only have this request. I don't want Lu Chen to owe her too much."
The scholar immediately stood up and said with firm eyes: "I know, I will fly to the New York headquarters overnight. I will fight to the death to resolve this matter!"
"um. Thank you!"
"You are my sister's sister, we are a family, you don't have to be polite!"
"Um."
The scholar looked at me, nodded, and said: "Lu Chen, I know your strength. There are not many people in this world who can defeat Zhu Yingluan. Come on, the rise of Ancient Sword Soul Meng depends on you!"
"
"Yes, I will." I said quietly.
The scholar turned around and left, greeted the other girls, got in the car and drove away at lightning speed.
"Is this person reliable?" Bei Mingxue asked, looking at the scholar's back.
Murong Mingyue smiled: "This guy is just like Lu Chen, he is a guy with low IQ but very reliable, what do you think?"
Bei Mingxue smiled: "Then there is hope that sister Lin Yixin's account will be restored?"
"Um!"
"Haha, great!"
At this moment, my phone suddenly rang, and it was Sun Qingqing’s number——
"Lu Chen!"
"Well, what's the matter with Qingqing?"
"Good news!"
I thought: "Ah? What's the good news?"
"Yiyi's mother is awake, haha!"
"What, my wife is fine!"
"In addition, Yiyi will take the afternoon flight back to China and stay at her father's place!"
"her phone"
"She told me to keep it a secret. Telling you this news is already disloyal to my friend, so don't even think about calling me!"
I said urgently: "But Qingqing, give me Yiyi's number. I really, really miss her."
Sun Qingqing hesitated for a moment and said: "Young master, Yiyi even deleted her game account because of you. I don't know how many days and nights she has worked hard. You, a heartless guy, just want to talk about her."
, but there is no behavior at all, I don’t believe you, and I will never give it to you!”
I gritted my teeth: "I'm already working hard to restore Yiyi's account."
"Really? Then wait until Yiyi's account is officially restored, then contact me again, otherwise I will ignore you!"
"good!"
After hanging up the phone, I waited for news from the scholar.
