The man in black sat down with a big grin, raised his head and glanced at Xiao Ming, only then did he exclaim exaggeratedly, "Oops! Isn't this the seventh thief in our Hall of Fame and the third in the world, Brother Ming? Brother Ming, I have a younger sister in my family, I can worship you, I have to ask you to get her an autograph, you are a big person, the dragon sees the head and the end all day long, where can I get it for her? Today can be regarded as an encounter, or how to say that there is no coincidence and no book? Ah! How? Brother Ming is not very happy to see me? ”

How can the rest of you not hear the legendary story of the famous Xiao Ming? At this moment, seeing that the two had a dispute, it was not easy to interject.

The man in black, who was obviously prepared, saw that Xiao Ming was a little unexpectedly calm, and he was not impatient, so he smiled again and said, "Brother Ming? You don't think about being unhappy, do you? I'm innocent! Brother Ming, it's not like you don't know, our Soul Eater Guild is a virtual killer organization, so many people have to wait for dinner, besides, how can there be killers who don't take on tasks? You adults have a lot, but you can't be as knowledgeable as our little people, and if you want to be angry, you should also go to the one who issued us the task, right? ”

Xiao Ming looked straight at the man in black in front of him, but he was silent, and in a trance, he seemed to have wandered out of the world.

The man in black glanced at the golden dragon slaying knife beside Xiao Ming, and smiled at the rest of the people present, "Everyone, I came this time, not to provoke trouble, but to contribute to the country, it is also a coincidence, I just entered the game, I received a hidden mission, got a spiritual weapon, the country saw that I was brave and loyal, and I was outstanding, so I was recruited into the dragon soul." Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to be sarcastic about Brother Ming, what is Brother Ming's identity, seventh in the Hall of Fame! It's just a spiritual weapon, and it's not eye-catching. ”

Xiao Ming didn't know when he came back to his senses, and smiled at everyone, "Everyone is a member of the Dragon Soul, and they have a heavy responsibility, so they came here to meet today, just to get to know each other, so as not to wash the Dragon King Temple in the future, and the family doesn't know the family." Time is precious, so let's not delay everyone to upgrade, let's disperse. ”

Xiao Ming said that, put the Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife in his pocket, took out a gold coin and put it on the tavern counter, and turned around and walked out of the tavern.

The man in black didn't get up, sat on a chair and shouted at Xiao Ming's back, "Brother Ming! My signature! Brother Ming! Hi! What a broken hero! Not a single signature will be given! ”

The rest of the Dragon Soul members glared angrily at the man in black, and the man in black shrugged his shoulders, "What? Am I wrong? ”

The meeting broke up unhappily, but the man in black spoke at a moment's notice, but it successfully aroused Xiao Ming's heart.

The dagger from the back pierced the soul and hurt heartbreakingly.

I don't know what happened to that person......

Xiao Ming suddenly smiled coldly again, no matter what, he was still better off than himself, he tore off his mask, breathed happily, and smiled happily, how could he not be happy enough?

No wonder there are always so many people who like to betray, they don't need to fight, they don't need to struggle, they just put on a mask, and then stand behind a fool who can't see what looks like behind the mask, and gently hand out the dagger, and they can have everything.

Xiao Ming clenched his fists, trying to shake the pictures out of his mind, his parents were still in the hands of others, life and death were uncertain, and he didn't have much time to delay.

As for, chivalry? Swordsman?

Hehe, where is there any hero in this world?

If there really are any heroes in this world, how can they face opponents who are thousands of times more cunning than them? And how did they deal with those cold, suspicious eyes?

If there is really a hero in this world, Xiao Ming is more willing to believe that the hero is the guy with a towel in the tavern, the shopkeeper who is like a river, and even the chef he has never met.

Xiao Ming never doubted that they could drip out all their blood for the people around them.

But their appearance is too lowly, where is there the legendary hero with fluttering clothes, like a fairy, half a point of bearing and appearance?

As a result, people continue to believe in chivalry, looking forward to the day when they encounter injustice, they can meet chivalry.

Perhaps, one day, the warm sun will shine on the earth, and the gentle wind will caress the calm water, and it will spin and ripple.

On this day, there will be a young man or girl with a dream, with a golden smile on his face, carrying a bag, carrying a sword and a long sword, and walking into the rivers and lakes cleanly.

At that time, Xiao Ming believed that he would not be able to help but cheer and applaud this young girl, and willingly praised him, Xia.

It's just that this so-called chivalry must not be, and will never be himself again.

Xiao Ming wiped away the tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, raised his head, smiled slightly, and walked forward.

……

In the morning, the streets were deserted, but now they have become popular, and one by one the player warriors from various villages are walking the streets with great interest, looking at this magnificent main city.

In front of Xiao Ming, players lined up like a long line, transitioning from the novice village to the main city, naturally they had to register their identities first, otherwise they might not know when there would be a natural or man-made disaster, and they suddenly hung up, and the resurrection found that they appeared in the familiar novice village, and they were afraid that they would cry and faint.

After Xiao Ming cultivated the Liuyun Mind Method, he had already lost the ability to resurrect, so he didn't have to bother to register.

Listening to the players discussing the various things in the game with elated, sad faces, or righteous indignation, Xiao Ming was suddenly in a trance and ...... Envy.

Xiao Ming cautiously bypassed the long line of players and continued to walk in the direction of the city gate.

"Big Future" can be a game and a kind of entertainment for these players. And for himself, it is more like a test, killing every step, if you are not careful, you will die without a place to be buried, your parents are still in the hands of others, and you have no way to retreat on the road to strength.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd ahead, followed by a crying scream, and a ragged, unkempt little girl came into view.

This little girl was only eleven or twelve years old, and she didn't know what she had experienced, her face was black and muggle, and she couldn't see her original appearance clearly, and two lines of tears flowed down, washing two marks on her cheeks.

Xiao Ming shook his head, and was about to bypass the crowd and continue walking, but the little girl's cry came again, "Uncles and aunts! As the so-called people are ugly and good-hearted, you can do it! Have mercy on me, poor man! Sell yourself to bury your parents! This girl is twenty-eight years old, she has not yet married, she is full of country and city, she is ashamed of flowers in the closed month, a few gold coins, you can't buy a loss, you can't buy a fool......"

Xiao Ming's footsteps paused, and he suddenly turned back, no!