Fang Yuchen didn't even have time to think about why this suspected god player called "Night Raid" would attack him, and what was the other party's profession "Pale One" that he detected before he died? He didn't have time to think about why he had been resurrected in the ruins of Leijia Town, which was covered with gray mist. When the raindrops were a little louder, Fang Yuchen went off the line after the white light appeared. In fact, at this time, he didn't have much leisure to play.

Night Raid......

Whoever is caught off guard and is maliciously attacked by others will feel an irrepressible anger in their hearts. In this regard, the Imperial Retainer is no exception.

The displeasure in his heart was even far greater than that of ordinary people, which was shocked by the strength of this man at first, but after that, this anger became more and more intense. Fat San's eagerness for him and the sudden malicious attack of the white figure were in stark contrast to his heart.

The corners of his mouth were hooked like a silver moon scimitar under the white mask, and the gaze that came from the shadows had a sharp edge like the tip of a knife.

In Fang Yuchen's heart, this image suddenly became profound.

A little man hiding in the shadows and not daring to see the light of day.

He opened his eyes on the black round bed in his room, and the four maids stood beside the bed, their heads hanging slightly, silently and respectfully.

An energy screen appeared in front of Fang Yuchen. His face was expressionless, his slender fingers tapping across the screen.

The vast array of information in front of him jumped into Fang Yuchen's eyes, and he looked at it casually.

Night Raid, a figure who has been a monstrous figure in the virtual online game industry in recent years. Acting mysteriously and alone. It is said that no one has ever seen his true face. Acting arrogantly and casually, there is no trace. Game Walk is rated as the first game god. In the online games Red Moon and Ember, the Assassin class is used. For a long time, he has occupied the first place in the personal combat power list, personal level list, and assassin total list. Proficient in all aspects of PVP and PVE. In the online game "Embers", in terms of PVE, he has long been alone in the first time to open up the highest level of dungeons, and in terms of PVP, he has a brilliant record of winning against 120,000 players of the Aoba League alone in the late game.

Later, there are a large number of players discussing this character, although Night Raid is alone, but he has a game level that far exceeds all players, coupled with a mysterious figure and arrogant and casual style, which makes his fans account for a huge proportion of virtual players, and is even considered by a large number of players to be "the leader of the virtual online game industry in Yanhua Kingdom". There are many of his fans who call themselves "Night Family Army", and establish fan guilds with the Night Family as the prefix, shouting slogans such as "Night Raid Lord is on call, and he will die with an order", "I will not hesitate to go to the soup for Night Raid Lord".

Syllable. The energy screen was abruptly cut off.

A post that he died in the hands of the night attack aroused the interest of Fang Yuchen, but in this post, the player was not ashamed but proud, and proudly told the story of his death in the night attack, roughly that he found a wild boss, and the night attack suddenly attacked him, in fact, he didn't even see the other party's face, but he just basked himself by the player' The system notification of the Night Raid's kill still got a lot of replies to the player's post, but almost all of them expressed envy that the other party could have a close experience with the rumored rare god of the game.

God?

Fang Yuchen stepped out of the corridor door and walked out of the passage, and the four girls followed him closely.

In his world, there may really be a God. But it is by no means this kind of little person who can only find his humble existence in the virtual world.

The door of the passage opened silently, and Imperial Minister Fang suddenly stopped.

The blue-green, pink, plain white, and silver-gray doors were arranged on both sides of the corridor, and he stood in front of the plain white door with a blank face.

The four girls in suits with different colors behind them stood still, and the faces of the three girls of Wind, Flower, and Moon rarely appeared with an unbearable inexplicable meaning, and Xue bit her lip lightly, and her face with some baby fat was pale.

Fang Yuchen pushed open the plain white door, and the four women stood in place, knowing that they did not follow him in.

The interior of the room looked not much different from the outside setting, but it was very bright without the faint blue glow between the walls.

There are no bookshelves behind a few white soft sofas, but some counters, and on the left hand side is a circular porch with wallpapers of two-dimensional characters on both sides of the wall.

This is the personal room of the somewhat plump plain white suit girl Er Xue.

But Fang Yuchen had no intention of watching indoors, and he didn't enter the porch.

He stood outside the wall outside the porch door with a slightly calm face.

On the left-hand wall are posters of two-dimensional characters. He looked up a little and saw a picture of a young man with his hands hanging down beside him, wearing a golden robe with intricate orange-yellow cloud patterns, his eyes under his black hair shimmering as bright as stars in the night sky, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked showed some disdainful arrogance.

A square door had been opened in front of the wall, and Imperial Ministers Fang withdrew his gaze, and went straight inside with a slightly calm face.

In front of me is a corridor with a blue glow, and at the end of the road, there is a corner that turns to the left.

At the end of the corner was a door that shimmered black. Fang Yuchen stepped into the door, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

In the far distance, snowflakes fell from the sky and fell silently on the thick snow on the ground.

As far as the eye can see, the whole world seems to be covered in snow. There was no sound of the wind, no roar of beasts, only the gentle and falling snowflakes, and the silence and emptiness were terrible.

And in the middle of this snowy world, in the distance, on the ground sits a hut covered in snow. It is unobtrusive, quietly in the fine snow, as if it has become one with the whole snowy world.

Fang Yuchen stepped on the snow, but his feet were strangely not caught in the snow, and there was no sound. He wore a golden slack, pants, and leather shoes, but the snowflakes didn't fall on him.

This silent snowy world seems to bring people a sense of tranquility and calm people's emotions slowly.

But Fang Yuchen's face did not improve, but only added to the gloom.

With his hands in the pockets of his golden slacks, he walked slowly towards the snow-covered hut.

Squeak.

The wooden door of the hut was gently pushed open, and the sound was abrupt in the silence of the snow.

The handsome young man put his left hand in his trouser pocket, gently pushed open the door with his right hand, and slowly sank into the hut.

The scene inside the snow hut looks unusually monotonous, without any decorations. In the small space, next to the closed window, there is a simple wooden bed. Other than that, there is nothing else in the house.

But at this time, if there are outsiders here, they will definitely feel a sense of amazement in the brain.

A simple white sheet lay on the simple wooden bed, and on top of the sheet lay a delicate girl who made people feel pity.

The girl is only about seventeen or eighteen years old. Wearing a snow-white palace dress, the jacket is embroidered with snow petal patterns, a snow-patterned white belt is lightly tied around the waist, and the skirt is finely pleated like water, gently draped on the two slender long legs, outlining the graceful and slender legs, and then stretching and spreading on the sheets. She wore a pair of plain white brocade soft boots on her feet.

The weak girl's head rested lightly on the bed, her eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes were long and curved, and her bloodless lips were gently pursed under the tall and delicate nose of Joan. What caught the eye was her long snowy hair that fell over the bed.

Not only the black-haired and black-eyed Yanhua country, but even in other countries with strange hair colors, this is a unique and stunning snow white.

Her hands hung lightly at her sides, and on her snow-white slender left wrist was a thin white opaque tube extending from under the bed. The thin needle on the top of the thin tube was inserted straight into the girl's snow-white and delicate little arm.