Ning Yi is not keen on worldly glory and wealth, so his current life creed is naturally a model of eating and waiting for death in the eyes of the people around him.

Compared with eating and waiting for death, this kind of thing of cultivating the truth and seeking the Tao seems too middle and nonsense, and it is better to be a "waste person".

Basically, Ning Yi is holding a low-key mentality. In the eyes of teachers and classmates, he belongs to the kind of transparent person who is neither brilliant nor out of line.

In the class, a group of students are gathering to discuss the game of Illusion.

At present, the first batch of players is only about 80 million, in addition to a large number of guild players and studio players, ordinary players are mostly student parties.

For example, Ning Yi's tablemate Gu Ming, he also bought a helmet and entered the illusory world.

Gu Ming is thin and shy, but he has a good relationship with Ning Yi: "Ning Yi, I heard that you also play the fantasy world?" ”

Ning Yi responded with a smile: "Yes, this game feels pretty good." ”

"Why don't we go to the town to level up together after level 10, I heard that there will be a version update in three days, and then we can explore the new map together."

Gu Ming is already level 3 in the illusory world, which can be said to be more miserable, but he doesn't care about it and smiles very happily.

"Yes."

Ning Yi casually agreed: "Anyway, I will go to Yunlan City together after making an appointment with Su Qi, so you can come too." ”

Gu Ming smiled and proposed: "You can also call Zhou Zhouhua, he has also entered the illusory world, and many people will take care of him when the time comes." ”

Zhou Hua and Ning Yi are in the same school, but not in the same class, Ning Yi still knew him through Gu Ming, it is said that he is a game enthusiast and is keen on various virtual online games.

"Hi, Ningyi."

A cute girl with a ponytail and two small dimples on her face when she laughs greets Ning Yi, her name is Chen Jingshu, and she is Su Qi's tablemate.

"Hello, Chen Jingshu."

Ning Yi wasn't very familiar with her, so she just responded politely.

Chen Jingshu stretched out her delicate snow-white hand to him familiarly: "Hehe, I have also entered the illusory world, please take care of me in the future." ”

"Hmm."

Ning Yi's response was still very cold, not at all at all when the little boy was at a loss in the face of a beautiful girl, but Chen Jingshu looked at him twice in surprise.

After shaking hands, Chen Jingshu returned to her seat and joked with her tablemate and best friend Su Qi: "Hehe, just shake hands, you won't be jealous." ”

Su Qi pouted: "Who...... Who's jealous! ”

At this moment, the boys in the class suddenly became excited and discussed.

"Hey, look, it's Li Ruoqing from the first and second classes of high school!"

Seeing the beautiful woman, the boys in Class 7 immediately flocked to the teacher's window, and in the corridor outside, a girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old was born with red lips and white teeth, like an elegant and beautiful, noble and arrogant white swan.

Li Ruoqing, the cold goddess that the boys in the school will dream about, and she is not a vase.

In junior high school, Li Ruoqing won many awards in formal swordsmanship competitions with her absolute strength, and she belonged to the kind of stunning beauty with unparalleled talent.

Ning Yi was still sitting in his seat, boredly flipping through a strange novel, and didn't look out at all.

When Chen Jingshu saw it, he stretched out his arm and poked Su Qi, and said enviously: "Hehe, I didn't expect Qiqi to be very good." ”

Su Qi was originally in a good mood, but when she was teased by her friend, her cheeks suddenly turned red like a boiling teapot: "Don't talk nonsense, we didn't ......"

Chen Jingshu smiled and continued to tease Su Qi: "Not married yet? It's not a matter of time, anyone with a discerning eye can see it. ”

Su Qi is the class flower of Class 7, and even if she competes for the school flower, she is not without capital, but she is in and out of pairs with Ning Yi's lump of cow dung all day long, and she is bent on interjecting it, and the boys in the class have long seen it in their eyes and are anxious in their hearts.

Chen Jingshu was very curious, how could a beautiful and lovely girl like Su Qi fall in love with Ning Yi, a mediocre and ambitious boy?

She held her chin in a daze, puzzled.

At night, when he returned home, before Ning Yi went to bed, he took out his helmet again and entered the game.

Now only in the game, he will have a feeling of clear thinking and unhindered mind. It's as if the virtual network built by the system temporarily liberates Ning Yi's squeezed and shackled soul from the cage of the physical body.

"This feeling is really much more comfortable than in reality."

As the level increased, Ning Yi found that his brain function in the game became more and more powerful, and this feeling almost made him addicted to it and unable to extricate himself.

After entering the game, Ning Yi went back to the village to resupply his backpack, because this mission took a lot of time, so he planned to bring more supplies.

After spending some money, I bought some food from the NPCs in the village.

Overnight Meal (Coarse Quality)

Recover 15 HP and 60 HP in 15 seconds.

Using it more than 6 times in a 3-hour period will cause all stats to drop by 10% for 1 hour.

Exclusive: For non-combat use.

Required Level: None

Notes: It tastes terrible, but think of the unlucky ones who are still gnawing on the bark, you should be content!

bought 40 copies, and Ning Yi left.

The two tasks of [Purifying Evil Spirits] and [Whereabouts of the Demon Sword] are both related to the Jackal Demon, and Ning Yi has also asked Huo Cheng and also got hints from him.

Requiem grass grows in the valley where the jackal demon lives, so it happens that the two missions are done together.

In the novice village, many players have adapted to the battle mode of the illusory world, and after figuring it out, the efficiency of leveling has improved, and now it is generally improved to level 4 or above.

And Ning Yi's state of wearing a cloak to cover all his name and level information made many novice players mistake him for an NPC.

To his cries, some of the players stubbornly believe that he is a mysterious hidden NPC in the village, and keep talking to him to trigger the quest.

And among them, a player called clenched fist is the most persevering, which makes Ning Yi quite speechless.

Annoyed, Ning Yi had no choice but to take off his hood and reveal his name and level information: "I'm a player, not an NPC." ”

Clenched his fists and looked at Ning Yi in a daze, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Peerless Sword Cangchen, Level 8!

Lv 8!

Clenched his fists and couldn't believe his eyes: "Great God, please hug your thighs!" ”

Without saying a word, he handed over his knees and hugged Ning Yi's thighs.

In desperation, Ning Yi had no choice but to turn on the anti-harassment function and bounce him away: "Sorry, I'm in a hurry." ”

After clenching his fists and shaking his head: "Great God, you can accept me!" ”

Ning Yi: "You're not a monster, what should I do with you?" And I'm used to being alone. ”

Clenched his fists and didn't give up: "Can't you change this bad habit?" ”

Ning Yi's gaze suddenly turned cold, and his hand quietly grasped the hilt of the sword, and said in a solemn voice: "I advise you to leave quickly." ”

Clenched his fists and said with a dead face: "No, I won't leave if I am killed!" ”

"If you don't leave, you'll really be killed."

Ning Yi's gaze crossed behind him with clenched fists, and there, more than forty players who were at least level 5 had already surrounded the two of them.

Clenched his fists and turned around, he was so frightened that he immediately picked up the wooden stick and put on a defensive posture in vain. Actually, this doesn't work, as the club's attack power is too low to pose any threat.

In the crowd, Biao Immortal was looking over triumphantly: "Boy, I'll see where you are running this time!" ”

I was hung up by Ning Yi last time, and it's nothing to drop down, but it's very shameless!

Come out to mix, it's about face, if you can't get it back this time, how can you play prestige in front of your younger brother in the future?

"Kill him for Lao Tzu!"

"Huh? Brother Biao, he seems to be level 8, and his equipment is definitely better than ours. ”

Biao Yongsheng said hatefully: "I'm afraid of a hair, he is alone, and one of us will drown him with a mouthful of spit!" Hurry up and give it to Lao Tzu! ”

"Yes, Brother Biao!"

There are nearly fifty younger brothers, all of whom are poor students found in the village by Brother Biao for 3,000 credits in private, and these second goods can be sent to do anything with a little money, which is very suitable for people like Brother Biao.

In fact, if Brother Biao used the money to buy equipment directly from Ning Yi, Ning Yi might have sold it to him a long time ago. Therefore, people, you must have a brain in doing things, know how to weigh gains and losses, and don't just know how to be brave and ruthless.

These players of the Biao family are also equipped with a variety of equipment, wooden sticks, firewood knives, daggers, cloth armor and leather armor are mixed and matched, and the shape is as if they have just returned from participating in a punk show in the hunting direction, which is ugly and out of class.

What is the scene of forty or fifty people coming towards you brandishing murder weapons?

Clenching his fists is very personal now, he is panicked to death, and the reason why he ran without pulling his legs is not because he is bold enough and righteous enough.

It's that he was frightened, his legs were weak, and he couldn't run!

But he was stunned, but Ning Yi did not hesitate at all.

The wordless sword burst out of its sheath, its sharp blade piercing the air, and Ning Yi was like a black and white crane with an elegant posture, dancing in the crowd with the sword as its wings.

Graceful dance, deadly sword light.

The trembling blade of the sword buzzed, and the sword light was divided into seven, and every afterimage that could be cut out could bring real damage.

Then there was blood and screams, and corpses that flew away in streamers.

Critical Blow! Crit! Critical Blow! Crit!

The continuous explosion of damage output, with the amount of blood that flowed straight down like the Milky Way falling for nine days, blinded everyone's dog eyes.

It's not scientific! They've never seen this kind of output!

Even Brother Biao, who has the thickest blood volume and the highest defense in the team, was seconded by Ning Yi's sword! How else can this TM fight?

Ning Yi used the most adequate facts to explain what is called horror, death in his hands, like a marionette at the mercy of it, every time he pulls, he takes away several fresh lives.

Almost in just a few breaths, Ning Yi used extremely clever swordsmanship skills to send all the members of the Biao family back to the cemetery like slaughtering chickens and dogs.

Ning Yi picked up the equipment that burst out on the ground, clenched his fists and came back to his senses at this time, and slipped to his knees excitedly, and came to Ning Yi's side: "Master, what kind of skill is this?" ”

In the view of clenched fists, Ning Yi's heroic sword dance just now was really cool, he really wanted to learn!

Ning Yi didn't look at him, and said to himself: "I'm not your master, and what I did just now wasn't a skill." ”

Naturally, it was not a skill given by the system, but a swordsmanship that Ning Yi himself mastered, which was very famous in the Xuantian Realm, and was called the Divine Blade.

The highest level of this move is a sword without a shadow, but Ning Yi is now limited by attributes, and can only barely use one sword and seven shadows, but it is also very powerful, which is equivalent to a small range of group attack skills out of thin air.