The quiet room was covered with a thick black curtain, and the moonlight could only shine through the window. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoA pair of black eyes are not bright, and there is indifference in the gloom.

He was annoyed, he couldn't let go, he couldn't help but think about today's fiasco. This was the most embarrassing time he lost, and it was also this time that he completely saw how much the gap between his small level 6 and level 30 advanced players was.

From start to finish, it's all about your own onslaught, and the stormy combos don't give your opponent any respite. He thinks that he has done his best, but the funny thing is that even if he slashes at the enemy, he only hits the amount of blood of his index finger, which is only a drop in the bucket for the head of the family, and there is still a long way to go if he wants to shoot the air.

He also tried to take advantage of the lightning on the field, and he must be very uncomfortable when struck by lightning. The thunderbolt-filled field is full of violent thunder and lightning playing in the clouds, and they are like wayward children who will fall to the ground at some point and startle you. How smart is Ren Xiao Yusheng, he can't find a suitable way in a wilderness at a critical juncture, except for the hard ground where the stone is, do you want to use yourself as a lead?

This is undoubtedly death, and if he were someone else, he might secretly laugh at how there could be such a mentally retarded existence. If he falls into this troubled situation, he will be helpless, and he will be like a mentally retarded person who will have naïve fantasies, wondering if Qingluan will suddenly appear to save him.

Then he shook his head, it was too weak. He got up, pushed open the door of the house, and cautiously stepped over the living room to the bathroom.

He turned on the faucet and listened to the sound of the water, and the confused emaciated face in the mirror didn't look much of a deterrent. He looked at his palms, there was not a single bit of flesh on his wrists, almost all of them were bones, and there was not much flesh to be seen from his lower arms to his upper arms. He looked at himself indifferently in the mirror again, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth looked so bitter.

"No wonder it's called 'Pale Warrior'. Pale and powerless, with the courage to fight that makes people laugh. ”

The cool water fell into the fingers and slid into the palm, and the cool breath penetrated into every drop of blood that was running in order, flowing across the chest, and bursts of coolness rushed to the brain. Calmness filled him, and the sound of the water lapping against the pool washed away most of his thoughts.

Call~

Letting the cold water run over his face, he tried his best to widen his black eyes. The face in the mirror was no longer helpless and bitter, and his face curled in an inconspicuous subtle arc, and a mysterious smile that even he himself could not understand.

Next.

"Hey, Rain, didn't you go to the event yesterday?"

In the chaotic canteen, Zhang Xin sat next to Xiao Yusheng with food. The whole table can seat nearly ten people, but after Zhang Xin came, there were only two people.

"Three skinny!

At the table full of boys next to him, two people waved at Zhang Xin.

Zhang Xin looked at Xiao Yusheng, it was very empty and deserted, which was in stark contrast to the lively scene overcrowded on the other side. He was hesitant to sit down, and the excitement of so many people together was what he liked the most.

"Three thin, sit down. I'm done. ”

Xiao Yusheng picked up half of his remaining rice, stood up and walked to the trash can.

"Ahh ”

Xiao Yusheng looked back and handed Zhang Xin a smile and told him not to worry about him.

Zhang Xin nodded, silently put the stool under the table, and he picked up a plate of rice and walked to the lively table. He looked at Xiao Yusheng's back in a daze.

For him, this phenomenon has been going on for half a year. Since he suspended the girl from school, Xiao Yusheng seems to have fallen into a ........ How do you say that? He thinks it's self-blame. He could have been able to mix with Zhang Xin without heart or lungs, laughing together, and secretly buying spicy noodles to eat without telling his family. Right now.......

"Three skinny, you don't pay attention to him. I know you're a good person, you see that he doesn't fit in and pretends to be B. What do you care about him? ”

When the classmates on the side heard someone say this, they immediately echoed it.

Even Xiao Yusheng's parents don't know Zhang Xin better than him, his reluctance, his difficulties, and his persistence. Only Zhang Xin and Mu Linglong saw it in their eyes. Almost all the boys in the class thought that Xiao Yusheng was a difficult person to get along with, and some of them gave him a very sarcastic homonym nickname 'Xiao Girl' (little girl) in order to attract his attention. Said that he was not as lively and ungregarious as a big man, and did not participate in anything in the twisting and pinching.

In fact, everyone knows that only twisting and pinching is not compliant, but no one stands up to say anything for him. He didn't care about the ironic name himself, and he smiled faintly at them, knowing that it would get worse: "If you want to call it that, just call it that." ”

At this time, all the boys closed their mouths, and they wondered if Xiao Yusheng had a problem with his head. From verbal bullying to, cold violence. Xiao Yusheng has experienced a long month. Every time he was drowned in the saliva of so many people, Zhang Xin doubted whether his heart was shaken.

activity, this is almost the most embarrassing thing for Xiao Yusheng. The first thing he did when he got home every day was to lie in bed and recall over and over again the scene of his abuse. He clenched his fist and slammed the bed into the bed and screamed in pain.

"Just a newcomer, with the courage given to you by the Qinghuang, you dare to ride on our heads?"

The orange-yellow creature stomped on the white body's head with his dirty feet, and the smell of sarcasm was so strong that it could almost be seen with the naked eye.

He played the ink sickle like a stick, the black sickle against Xiao Yusheng's neck, and slowly leaned down with a step back. The contemptuous gaze and snarky tone stimulated Xiao Yusheng's heart. He laughed twice and sneered at Xiao Yusheng again.

"Since you are weak, you must have a weak consciousness. Honestly being trampled under the feet of people like me, I don't do that kind of thing that others will score. So ........"

Xiao Yusheng's heart immediately clenched when he heard this! The anger almost swallowed him in an instant, and his eyes that were almost about to breathe fire went crazy in the head that he struggled to raise, and he wanted to get out and burn out this shameless soul in front of him!

He whispered softly in Xiao Yusheng's ear: "Have you ever heard of raising pigs?" I will observe you more and wait until you have more points....... Slaughter you hard. ”

"You're a, do you have what it takes to tell me your name?"

Xiao Yusheng's dignity was trampled on by others, and he was already unable to suppress his killing intent! It was a genuine killing intent! Now he was being treated as a beast by others, and he still had to raise pigs? This can't be tolerated! This can't be tolerated! This can't be tolerated!

"The person who stepped on you today is called the 'Yellow Orange Bell', and it just so happens to remember whose feet your head is under and what your identity is. Remember that you are a pig to the slaughter, and work hard for me. Hahahaha........"

The orange bell swung the ink sickle, and wisps of soft black water rippled where the black marks passed, and the blade slowly slashed through. Xiao Yusheng only felt a soft and cold thing enter his neck, seeping into it little by little.

It's so uncomfortable!It's so cold!I'm cold!Hmm! I can't breathe!!!

The vision closed the color of the world little by little with the desperate cry in his heart......

Now he stood in front of the skill tree, a small tree that had grown less than half a meter tall and was bare and leafless. So immature, so weak, so weak and not weathered.

He bowed deeply to the gray armor that had been settled like an old monk in front of the tree.

"Please! Help me! My strength is all pretending! I am very fragile! I dare not accept defeat! I dare not accept that my dignity is trampled on! I am not willing to be defeated like this! This is not a battle, this is not what I want, my wisdom is just a little cleverness, I will be on the right path! Please help me!"

Xiao Yusheng took his posture very seriously, and his movements were all practiced in accordance with the most standard etiquette for several hours before they were shown here. He didn't know what this armor was, but being in his skill tree meant it was extraordinary. Qingluan is not unreliable, no matter where you are, no one will stay by your side for a lifetime, and the most important thing is your own strength!

He needed this power, so after tasting the sweetness of the great sword, he cunningly hit the mysterious armor with his mind.

..........

The armor didn't respond. Xiao Yusheng frowned secretly, could it be that he was wrong? He was unwilling to accept this fact.

"Please!"

He bent his back again and bowed his head in front of the armor.

Crunch!

The armor moves!

Xiao Yusheng was happy in his heart, and he really guessed correctly. The armor was alive, the armor could hear his voice, and his heart of secret joy almost flew up. Such a magical armor must not be very bad for him, maybe he will even put himself on it, right?

He witnessed the gray armor that came step by step with great anticipation, and there was no light in the helmet that flickered black, which meant that it was just one armor. He even greedily imagined whether the armor would respond to his heart, and put itself on him to avenge him.

Just as he was immersed in a beautiful fantasy, the armor stretched out a hand to choke Xiao Yusheng's neck, his excited heart instantly stopped in mid-air, and his stiff body froze strangely.

Boom!

The muffled grunt of machinery and steel colliding together sounded, and Xiao Yusheng flew out more than ten meters away! He hugged his painful abdomen, and this damn armor punched him hard!

He propped himself up with both hands, his puzzled gaze on the armor. What made it reject itself? Wasn't it true enough to act?

"Ahhh!!h

Xiao Yusheng was not convinced! He was shouting! He was roaring! He was roaring!

Why? After this humiliation, he still has to be struck?

He summoned a great sword and rushed forward with a grab, slashing with a slash that sparkled sparks on the armour's gauntlets. The body that didn't move at all in the armor grabbed the blade of the sword and punched Xiao Yusheng again.

When he looked up again, the great sword was in the armor's hand. He panicked, the big sword was originally an item of armor, could it be that it had to be taken back? This is not good! This is absolutely not good!

He panicked, the Sword of Termination needs a great sword to trigger! He lost such a sharp weapon, he is a hyena that has lost its minions, and he can't even talk about a threat! What else to use to take revenge?

Fidgeting, he rushed forward again, trying to reclaim his sword. Unfortunately, the armor still sent him flying with a random punch.

He rolled around his stomach and wailed on the grass one at a time. Again and again, they rushed forward in an attempt to recapture the great sword.

Boom!

He fell to the ground again, his body completely weak. Even the trembling of his fingers was so hard for me. After hundreds of unremitting efforts, he was successfully beaten by the tireless armor, and he was beaten badly.

"Damn it!"

His throat was almost torn apart by the roar of rage!

"I'm not reconciled! Why! What did I do wrong? I dug up that ink sickle in the first place! I went to the activity center and was chased and swallowed by the Tsar Whale, why should I be hurt! Why am I being trampled underfoot! I am not to blame for this! Then why don't you give me the power?"

Yes, as soon as he found out, the area of the armor is getting bigger and bigger. He was almost forced out of his own paradise. If he didn't have the strength to do so, the armor wouldn't let him get close to the skill tree. What happens when you lose your skill tree? There is nothing left over the body except for two Prospector arms. He will have nothing!

Click!

The armor lifted its heavy steps again, and every step was Xiao Yusheng's torment, and every muffled sound made Xiao Yusheng's heart skip a beat.

It reached out! It reached out!

Xiao Yusheng screamed in his heart, he couldn't imagine the miserable situation of being thrown out of the skill tree, he was really scared. He wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth seemed to be pulled to death by a zipper, and a strong consciousness warned him not to speak.

The palm of the armor fell on Xiao Yusheng's body, and Xiao Yusheng immediately trembled. The cold armor grabbed his arm and lifted him up hard, tucked him under his armpit, and slowly turned around and walked towards the skill tree.

Xiao Yusheng's head was already empty, and he tried his best to control his brain to be calm and think quietly. When constantly fighting with words and weighing all kinds of messy things, the armor was ruthlessly thrown by him in front of the little tree.

The pain woke him up, and he snapped back to his senses and looked at the fingers of his armor pointing in one direction.

Little Tree .......

A small tree that doesn't have any branches and leaves, and doesn't have any forks.

"It's ......."

Xiao Yusheng asked puzzled, hoping that the armor could give him a more precise answer.

The armor was indifferent.

This made Xiao Yusheng sigh, and he looked at the direction of his finger with a sad face and muttered in a low voice: "Is it difficult for me to touch it?"

Something magical happened!

Xiao Yusheng suddenly opened his mouth, he looked at his hands, stood up and bowed deeply to the armor seriously: "Thank you!"

He put his mechanical hand on the little tree, the only creature that was not cold and breathing, with the rhythm of life. The yellow-tinged reddish color of the body gradually flows into the small tree. Xiaoshu was like a baby who was allowing breast milk, and used all his strength to draw Xiao Yusheng's only sixty points!

The points are like an open faucet, and half of them slip through your fingers with a few clicks.

Just as he was in pain, the little tree changed. In one place, a reddish leaf grows, and the reddish branches grow a little after that.

Wow!

Xiao Yusheng suddenly hugged his head, as if something had broken into his head!

To be continued..........