The night was deep, and the sky was sprinkled with stars, and there was no voice in the silence.

In the dark room, only the hum of the computer console and the sound of mouse clicks can be heard. As an office worker, Lu Hanyang is struggling hard at this time.

Tomorrow is the weekend, so in the middle of the night, Lu Hanyang will not fall asleep because he has to get up early to go to work. Speaking of which, he only has this hobby, and after half his life, he is still more than less than the top.

On the computer screen, there is an online game page, which is an unknown game that has been played for seven or eight years since it was pulled in by netizens when I was just in college.

I don't know who made this game, and I can't even search for its news on the Internet, but it does exist, and it's a fairy game.

At the beginning, I didn't know who recommended it, so Lu Hanyang came into contact with this game, the background is the world of Shushan Swordsman, and the slow upgrade is outrageous.

But Lu Hanyang was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself, which is also his only advantage, that is, patience. After playing for so many years, it's just a matter of refining the gods and reversing the void, and if it were someone else, maybe this game would have been uninstalled many times.

In short, this kind of thing Lu Hanyang doesn't ask for much gain, it's just a spice of life, play when you have free time, keep it when you don't have free time, anyway, I haven't thought about what to do The server is the first place, which is the way to release the usual pressure.

In the game, you can farm monsters, refine treasures, practice skills, and vent the pressure in life.

But in the past, Lu Hanyang went to bed on time before midnight, but today he made an exception at three o'clock in the morning and was still struggling, mainly because he spent three years in the game to collect treasures such as Taiyi Essence Gold, Empty Mulberry Divine Wood, and Glazed Cold Spring, and wanted to refine a flying sword that belonged to him.

Under the background of Shushan Swordsman, flying swords belong to every player's dream, and Lu Hanyang can be described as desperate this time, all the things in the entire account have been invested, except for leaving a part of the elixir to restore the true yuan, it can be said that he has no long body.

It's an all-or-nothing gamble, and it's unprecedented for a player who has always been looking for stability. So for this flying sword, Lu Hanyang takes it very seriously. At least this game, which has accompanied him throughout his college career and then debuted in society for a few years, is equivalent to a last-ditch effort.

In this game, although Lu Hanyang doesn't know how many players there are, and even whether the other party is a player or not, this is a near-real game page, there is no full screen ID, and it is not clear who the other party is face-to-face.

is such a near-real game that has made Lu Hanyang addicted to it for so many years, and when he plays this game, it seems that all the people around him don't care at all, and no one even pays more attention to it. This is obviously something that Lu Hanyang doesn't know, which is also the reason why he has insisted on playing for so many years.

And in this game, the ultimate dream of players is to have their own flying sword, collect countless superb materials, and then refine such a flying sword, and finally rank among the top ten flying swords in the whole world, even surpassing Ziying Qingsuo. That's the biggest achievement.

Therefore, when facing the flying sword that was about to be refined into himself, the calm Lu Hanyang was not calm, and was ready to stay up all night to refine this flying sword. At this time, he controlled his character and carried out the last tempering of the flying sword.

The crimson three-foot sword flew out of a quaint furnace, and then fell to the side of the cold spring water that had been prepared long ago to quench it. The dense runes on the sword body shone brightly, golden or silver, illuminating the entire refining room as clear as day.

"It's finally the last step, and the last step is the blood quenching, and this step is very important." After three hours of struggle, the sword embryo was finally forged, and in the end, the spirit of enlightenment needed its own essence and blood.

And at this moment, the flying sword in the screen directly burst out of intense light, colorful and colorful. not only shines on the screen, but also shines directly into Lu Hanyang's room.

The endless colorful colors shrouded the entire room, and then the sword flashed, and rushed directly out of the computer screen, and then Lu Hanyang, who was sitting in front of the computer, stabbed through his chest, and there was only a big hole left in the entire chest.

Lu Hanyang's consciousness fell into boundless darkness in an instant, and then the flying sword slashed through the colorful light, tearing through the void like tearing through space, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. The body that remained in the room also turned into powder like sand at this moment, as if it had never existed.

"This ...... Am I dead? I've heard that playing online games will cause sudden death, but I was killed by a flying sword in an online game directly through the chest, who would believe this kind of thing? It's just that I can't live with my parents! Lu Hanyang didn't know how long it took, he came to his senses, but he couldn't feel his body at all.

There was darkness all around, like the deepest night, but Lu Hanyang didn't feel the slightest depression brought by the darkness, but had a real sense of security, which seemed to have a great attraction to him in this darkness.

"What's going on? Can I get out of here? Lu Hanyang thought so in his heart, and then he found that he seemed to be able to really feel the things in the outside world.

"This ...... This is not my home, nor is it a hospital, is it really a netherworld? At this time, Lu Hanyang opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a mountain forest around him, and the phosphorus fire was floating between the mountains and forests, constantly wandering with the wind.

"No, I'm not dead, I have a heartbeat, and what's the matter with this coarse linen clothes?" Lu Hanyang once again confirmed that he was not dead, and his body also felt it. But the clothes on his body changed, and a long robe of coarse linen was draped over him.

Stretched out his hand, slender ten fingers, and a white jade ring on his finger, this was obviously not his own palm, because this white jade ring was not his, plus his hand had a scar left on his hand when he was a child, but now it disappeared without a trace.

"Could it be...... This is borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul. But what's going on? What about the manual? Is there a system? Who's going to tell me where this is? Lu Hanyang's eyes were black at this time, and he didn't know where he was now.

He didn't know who this body belonged to, why he was killed by a flying sword in the room, and then appeared here, all of which he wanted to know.