But... The interesting part is... Although Xiaopeng is outgoing, he doesn't care about the topic of adolescence about men and women, almost like Chen Xingying. Getting along with girls is also the way of being a good buddy, so although many girls take the initiative to pursue him and he is not shy about getting along with others, he will never pierce that layer of window paper.

And Li Xiaoyu is diametrically opposed, although he doesn't like to talk, but he can't help but flirt with his sister, and the means are also very direct, that is, when he goes to the target during the lunch break, he makes the girl's face red and her heart beats faster. That's right... All in all, it's a sullen man who eats with his face.

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"The background of this fairy sword robbery is set in the Tang Dynasty before the Anshi Rebellion of the Tang Dynasty, and most of the Xianxia online games on the market are the same kind of settings, which is simply boring. Let Xianxia lovers experience the real world of cultivating immortals! Cut. ”

In the peach garden at night, after entering the game hall of the doomsday showdown, Chen Xingying was still there talking about this fairy world.

"I said Professor..."Xiao Peng finally couldn't help it, "You don't hate the current Xianxia... Ancient wind circle, how to understand so clearly. ”

"This..."Chen Xingying was speechless for a while, but quickly thought of a reason, "Even if it is something I hate, I will study it, this is the basic principle of not understanding the small encyclopedia." ”

"Okay, okay~" After Xiaopeng heard such an excuse, he snickered there. Xiaoyu was there and shouted exaggeratedly at Xiaopeng~.

Although Chen Xingying looks at them like this, thinking about this lame explanation, it is really angry and funny...

Today's match is the Southeast Asian Division... How to say it, it was a one-sided crushing, and the degree of crushing was so great that Chen Xingying also took the normal SF-Transcendor rifle and ran it all the way, and he was still talking about the Immortal Sword Tribulation halfway.

"When we entered that world, we still had our current weapons, including the equipment system and the modification system. Ah, this is what was written in the announcement, and I reread it, mainly because I was curious about how the Taoyuan system could be compatible with the two. Chen Xingying has become a member of the team's activity publicity committee, "To be honest, Taoyuan's technology beyond the level of modern science and technology is like a future time-travel, and I am really curious about how many magical things this system can achieve." ”

"Professor, aren't we just using hot weapons against cold weapons?" The player in front of him, who looked quite small with a camouflage helmet, turned around and asked curiously.

"Yes, but the Xianxia world is not a cold weapon in the traditional sense, they know all kinds of martial arts and spells, just like magic." Chen Xingying replied.

"Hmph, who will go there to fight seriously, many of the beauties in the ancient wind circle among the testers must have gone to that world, and of course they will go directly to flirt with their sisters when the time comes."

The person who said this is called Wang Xuanjun, the son of a real estate boss... There are always people of different classes who will be chosen.

"Hey, you have such a high exposure on the Internet, what if you are in Taoyuan Pickle Girl is spread to the Internet and gossip." Someone on the side complained.

"Isn't that better, it proves that I, Wang Xuanjun, have topics everywhere. And I was really brain-dead to choose this world, all of them were helping the old men, and there was not a single girl. It's good now, there's room for me to play. Hey, brother at the front, look at what I'm doing, be careful of being beaten to death by the other party. "Finally, I ended my speech by complaining about my teammates... It's really a casual rich kid.

"Anyway, we have a professor in the battle, and we definitely won't lose!"

A deep voice came out of nowhere.

"Nothing! Hahahaha. Chen Xingying smiled smugly and shyly.

Friendship between men is so simple. For Chen Xingying, the doomsday showdown world in Taoyuan, a world where almost all boys study how to play every day, is really the best world. Because only here, the people around you do things and have almost the same motivations as themselves.

"It's great that they're all men!" Chen Xingying couldn't help but sigh.

"It's kind of weird to say that." Xiaopeng complained on the side.

"Ah, it's all men who are too painful~" Wang Xuanjun sighed there again.

"I said... Although it's not very inconspicuous, I'm still a girl, and I feel a little disrespected...."Suddenly, the little man in a camouflage military hat who asked Chen Xingying at the beginning just now raised his hand and said slowly.

"....ahh Everyone reacted and was surprised.

"My name is Qin Yichu, an out-and-out shooter who is okay, to be honest, I haven't been recognized by you as a sister, I'm very disappointed and sad..."

"We all thought you were a little Shota who hadn't developed his vocal cords yet," Xiaopeng said.

"That's it." Others chimed in.

"Then you know now, you can call me Xiao Chu in the future. Also, don't let anyone come to me, I won't fall in love with someone in the virtual world. He continued to speak slowly in an unvoiced voice.

"Hey, don't make it like I'll tease you if I know you're a woman, I'm not interested in being immature like you." Wang Xuanjun said irritably, and he didn't know which nerve Xiao Chu's words had provoked him.

"Feel free..."Xiao Chu replied in a tone that was still not emotional.

"Won." Suddenly, the voice of Xiaoyu, who had never spoken, came.

“？？？” The group of people chatting looked at him in the direction from which his voice came with a confused expression.

It turned out that Xiaoyu had been playing the game seriously with a troop of people, and then because the difference in killing efficiency between the two sides was too large... The person on the other side has been resurrecting and cooling, so they simply surrendered.