Dragon head, in the game, this title means the supreme glory, after all, in a regional server, there may be many well-known teams to hit the genius player, but the dragon head is only that one, the same, in a regional server, in addition to the dragon head, there is also ' True Dragon' level players, this represents the strength of an entire regional server, every time the major servers are connected to fight, often the reputation of a server's strength and weakness is born from the True Dragon level players, so Ye Feng's meaning is very clear, he needs Qin Yi to stand at the peak of the eighty-first district. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"No problem."

Facing Ye Feng's solemn expression, Qin Yi picked his nose and promised it.

Everyone was speechless and silent for a long time before a voice sounded.

"The dragon head was born from the real dragon players, and most of the players who can get the title of real dragon in each session are taken out of one or two top-notch people from the major lists, such as the top two on the MSI list, and then the top few on other lists."

It seemed that he was afraid that Qin Yi would not understand how serious the concept of the dragon head was, a player from the Heavenly Sword Club stood up and explained, Chen Jiahao in the fire, this is the 'head' of the fourth layer, as far as Qin Yi's feeling is concerned, this person's strength is indeed the first person under Ye Aiqin who has never made a move except for Ye Feng, but when he fought against himself, this kid seemed to have diarrhea, and he left directly after half of the fight, so he would fulfill Qin Yi.

"I know."

Qin Yi repeated it again, Ye Feng pursed his lips, and said helplessly: "Okay, you prepare this afternoon, join the Heavenly Sword Altar after the game, I will report to the management, and first join the team as an ordinary substitute." ”

Ye Feng smiled, and at this moment, he announced Qin Yi's future fate.

Time is constantly passing, things are people, vicissitudes of life, everything is changing, Qin Yi, who is already familiar with the ups and downs of the years, has no expression, he nodded lightly like a passerby, and left the conference room alone.

Ye Aiqin looked at the back of the young man leaving, thoughtfully, and there was a trace of inexplicable pity in her beautiful eyes, but after thinking for a while, she still didn't follow.

"Is this kid okay?"

"Okay, haven't you ever beaten it?"

Ye Feng groaned, and slowly replied to Lu Sanqian, Lu Sanqian was beaten by Qin Yi, and now he seemed to be a little angry, snorted coldly, and gently shook his hair.

Time flies, Qin Yi's addiction to cigarettes has become very big, a pack of cigarettes can only last for about a day, the coldest when the snow melts, tightly tightened, Qin Yi lit a cigarette, and looked at the pocket watch in his mouth.

This is what Gan Fan left him, saying that if he needs it in the future, he can sell this pocket watch for a living, Qin Yi also went to the antique market to see it, this pocket watch, in the mouth of a small-eyed antique dealer, thirty yuan.

"People's hearts are not ancient, and the world is declining."

Qin Yi was smiling, and after a while, Chen Jiahao came to him, this afternoon was a new day for Qin Yi, and it may be a change for his whole life.

The training room of the Heavenly Sword Club is indeed much taller than the training room of Ji Shuihe, whether it is the peripherals or the configuration, especially when Qin Yi stands in front of the windowsill and can see the busy streets of the huge Guisheng City, he is even more shocked.

"Are you ready?"

Ye Feng sat in front of a computer and stretched out a finger at the machine beside him, and he motioned for Qin Yi to sit down.

"Prepare, I'm a great god, the great god doesn't need to prepare, give me a keyboard and mouse, and I'll be able to give you a fight out of the world, haha."

Qin Yi's rare spirit rose, he sat indifferently on the leather sofa, and a familiar feeling immediately flowed out of his heart.

Metamorphosis, rebirth, the change of a professional player is often simple.

Logging in to the game, Qin Yi stood under the altar of resurgence, the former glorious altar seemed to be lonely, the remnant sun was dotted, and the afterglow fell on the purple jade, exuding a wordless pathos.

Those people are gone, Gan Fan, Da Niu, Hua Shaofeng, Xiao Wei, there is no one left, Qin Yi looked at everything suddenly, only felt that there was an inexplicable blockage in his chest, the slanting sun grass and trees, ordinary alleys, who knows what a legendary story is hidden, Qin Yi sat on the altar of resurrection, the game is very real, a row of geese came from the south, Pu flapped his wings, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Drip, drip, drip.

A system prompt sounded, Qin Yi was stunned, and immediately smiled, he added Ye Feng who suddenly appeared as a friend, the captain of the Heavenly Sword Club did not rush to let Qin Yi leave, he turned on the automatic pathfinding system, and he followed Qin Yi's location to the altar of resurrection.

The two met, and neither spoke.

"It's a very good altar, it's very expensive, it looks like purple jade, and the official Jingji estimates that it will cost a lot of money."

Ye Feng looked at the altar with a smile, the praise in his eyes was not the slightest artificiality, it was very real, Qin Yi was speechless, just silently glanced around, and suddenly he was stunned, this young man looked at the earth, there, a faintly visible trace of movement seemed to be engraved by eternity.

Half Moon Move, the swordsman's special operation, is also one of the life-saving operations that Qin Yi handed over to Gan Fan.

The traces are still there, but the people are gone.

"Rising again, you took them to win the three-nets league, which can be regarded as giving them an explanation."

Ye Feng said lightly, his meaning was very simple, he wanted Qin Yi to forget everything in the past, only a professional player with no worries could reach the strongest state.

Qin Yi still didn't speak, he shook his head slightly, and wanted to speak several times, but finally held back.

"I can't forget, there are too many things, I only have to go on the road with these things, it's heavy, but there is no way, even if I live two lives, I can't forget everything."

"In two lifetimes, you really dare to think that professional players don't live long, and I wish you to live to be eighty years old."

Ye Feng laughed and patted Qin Yi's shoulder.

Qin Yi was silent, and after a long time, he also smiled.

"Then I wish you only to live to be seventy-nine years old, and when I am seventy-nine years old, I will give you a funeral, and then enjoy one more year than you, and then die."

"Maybe it's an extra year of suffering."

"Who knows."

"Are you ready?"

"How many times do you want me to say it, I am a great god, and a great god doesn't need to prepare, just an opportunity."

Qin Yi smiled, he opened the captain system, and with a mournful horn sound, the altar collapsed again.

All this is gone, and maybe one day the players of the resurrection team will still be able to get together, but the resurrection altar will not continue to exist, and a professional player will always be able to play for one team, like a passerby in a hurry, leaving his name in the altar of each clan, but in the end, he forgets who he really is.

"Who am I, I am Qin Yi, I am Zangfeng, I am Feng, maybe I am not them, I am a self who has never known myself."

Qin Yi smiled, and the next moment, he accepted Ye Feng's invitation, and in an instant, he came to a strange world, in front of his eyes, an ancient vicissitudes of life altar stood like a peak hanging from the sky, this was a long sword, and the edge was exposed.

The altar is like a person, like the soul of a team, the smile on the corner of Qin Yi's mouth became more and more intense, in fact, he is not a low-key person, maybe this is the place where he writes another legend.

……

"New player joins the Heavenly Sword Club, ID: A newcomer."

Guisheng City, the senior executives of the major clubs were stunned, this seems to be a very interesting news, especially those clubs of the Silver Alliance, the Heavenly Sword Club, as the giant of the Silver Alliance, has always behaved in a very high-profile manner, but this time, they hid the personal information of a newcomer.

There are no three hundred taels of silver here, which is always more and more curious. (To be continued.) )