The other players of the Anti-Heaven Guild all looked unhappy when they saw that the guild leader had lost so cleanly and completely, and after glaring at Gu Fei and Fireball with hatred for a few moments, they silently followed and walked away.

The fireball was unforgiving, whistling and shouting. The online game master he once admired, at this time, there is one word in his mind: phew!

"Drunken Brother Drunk Brother !!" By the time the rebels have dispersed, the fireball has erected a new idol.

"How do you know he's behind you?" Fireball asked.

"Because there is a murderous aura." Gu Fei smiled.

"Murderous ...... Is there really such a thing? Fireball muttered.

"Of course." Gu Fei nodded, "I don't feel very good about murderous energy, and the most powerful one is my fourth uncle." Let's say he sleeps there, you walk around him, you make a sound, and he's still asleep. But as soon as your attention is on him, he will wake up in no time! ”

"You really know martial arts!" Fireball said.

"It's not martial arts, it's kung fu!" Gu Fei said.

"What's the difference?"

"Martial arts are for physical fitness; Kung fu is to defeat the enemy and defend the country. Gu Fei sighed as he spoke. This is where the difference between him and his father lies. Dad always emphasized that they practiced martial arts, but Gu Fei felt that this was clearly kung fu.

"Defend the country...... Is there a need for this now? Fireball said.

"Nope." Gu Fei smiled, "So I'm not here to play an online game!" ”

"Oh...... Can I learn then? "The fireball is coming to the spirit.

"You ......" Gu Fei hesitated.

"Am I too old?" Fireball was a little disappointed, he was in his twenties, and judging from the routines of some martial arts novels, the protagonist should have been famous at this age. waited until he started to learn martial arts at this age, and his daughter-in-law was robbed of everything.

I didn't want Gu Fei to shake his head: "Kung Fu is supposed to be a person's body that has matured before you can start formal learning. At least fifteen or sixteen years old. You're about the same age as me, how can you be too big? It's just that it takes a lot of time to learn kung fu, and you have to spend eight to twelve hours a day, do you have so much free time? ”

"Nope." Fireball replied without even thinking about it.

"Or use your time in the game ......"

"No, no, I still don't learn, let's continue the game!" The fireball was interrupted in a hurry.

Gu Fei smiled bitterly helplessly.

At this time, the six homeless people by the pond have also been refreshed. Gu Fei picked up the meat cutting knife that he had just thrown down and was about to go over to kill the enemy, and the fireball said on the side: "Brother Drunk, the level of the monster here is too high, I don't have your ability, I'll practice in another place." ”

"I'll take you!" Gu Fei said.

"I'm here to play games, not to ask someone to take them!" Fireball said with great ambition.

"Okay, then you can go!" Gu Fei smiled.

"Brother drunk, you go up slowly, don't throw me too far!" Fireball waved as he ran, "If you haven't gotten off yet, let's go back to the city for a drink." ”

"Good!" Gu Fei responded.

The two separated, and Gu Fei continued to farm monsters in the practice area in this circle. In the battle with the sword ghost just now, he was very excited, and it had been a long time since he had had the opportunity to fight someone like this. The moment between victory and defeat, Gu Fei liked the feeling of that moment. Although this opponent is quite rough in terms of fighting skills, in a realistic game like "Parallel World", where you need to fight, sooner or later everyone will master certain combat skills, and that's when it's really interesting.

As for the NPCs in front of you? Gu Fei was bored and flipped through it. A computer is always a computer, and this rigid way of attacking, used again and again, will not be useful at all. Sooner or later, all players will discover the routine of computer attacks. For example, the sword ghost just now, with his mind and reaction, will be a master after all.

By the hillside pond, Gu Fei brushed monsters for two hours. In his eyes, he is not fighting monsters, he is just practicing his kung fu routines. This feeling of sweating like rain and heartiness is what he likes, and he doesn't feel that his repetition is boring at all. The reason why he was able to persist despite the fact that the family members gave up kung fu one by one was because Gu Fei himself was full of love for kung fu and experienced endless fun from it.

After putting down six more homeless people, Gu Fei had already risen to level sixteen. He picked up the water by the pond and wiped his face. The hot sweat on his face was so stirred by the cold water, it was really refreshing. For the first time, Gu Fei expressed his sincere admiration for the realism of the game, and this feeling of sweat and cold touch was really amazing.

At this moment, Gu Fei received a prompt from a short message, opened the mailbox and saw that it was indeed a fireball: "Drunk brother drunk, how many levels are you?" ”

"Level 16." Gu Fei replied.

"Ahh Yes! So fast, I'm just level 10. Looking at the words, Gu Fei could feel the wailing of the fireball. However, it took him two hours to reach level 10, thinking that he had only played two games by this pond at that time, and it seems that in the parallel world, skipping the level and fighting monsters is a good way to level up quickly!

"Brother Drunk, Brother Drunk, are you done? I've saved some money, and I'll treat you to a drink when I come back to town! "Fireball sent another message.

"Okay!" Gu Fei replied with a message and began to clean up the six guys he had defeated. A small number of coins, some flowers and plants that do not yet know the purpose, and then there is a meat cutting knife, Gu Fei has collected more than a dozen, and there is no place to put it anymore.

Although it is completely realistic, as a game, the character still has to have a backpack to store his things. In parallel worlds, backpacks are designed as pockets. If you throw something you pick up in the pocket attached to your right waist, it won't fall out again, even if you put it in your backpack. When you want to take it, put your hand into the bag, and you will feel the neat and neat space inside, and the contents of the compartment will naturally be held in your hand. When the hand comes out of the pocket, the thing is pulled out, and it feels like a robot cat.

Gu Fei packed up, climbed the mountain, and raised his eyes to identify the direction of returning to Cloud City.

I happened to see a guy practicing at the pond at the foot of the mountain. Lurking, came behind the homeless, sent a backstab, and then stabbed wildly against the siege of the monster, knocked over one and ran away to rest, waiting for the life to recover, so the plan was repeated.

The dagger in this person's hand emitted a faint blue light, Gu Fei smiled, he recognized this person as a sword ghost. His level seems to be more than level 20, and it is just right to level up here. But a group of six homeless people is not suitable for players to fight alone, in addition to Gu Fei's perverted skills, even a calculating player like a sword ghost can deal with it.

What should have been six homeless people by the fire was only three. When the fourth one is refreshed, the sword ghost will immediately step forward, lurk, get closer, backstab, force attack, evacuate, rest, wait for the refresh, and then go up again.

The way the sword ghost used to attack, like Gu Fei, was also a repetitive routine formulated for the characteristics of NPCs. Gu Fei couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration in his heart.

But Gu Fei immediately found that on the hillside not far from him, there was another person watching the performance of the sword ghost.

This person wore a close-fitting purple robe, which showed off his figure well. It's obviously a female gamer. From the side, Gu Fei couldn't see her appearance clearly, only saw her dragging her left arm with her right hand, and her left hand stretched out two fingers on her lips gently, looking at the sword ghost under the hillside very intently.

I can't think of a girl who knows the goods. Gu Fei smiled. At this time, the sword ghost had just packed up another homeless man and evacuated to the resting place, touched his pocket, and seemed to find that the backpack was full, and after a long breath, he raised his head, and then found the two people looking at him on the hillside. After being stunned, he turned around and left.

I don't know if he recognizes me at this distance. Gu Fei secretly thought that he didn't have the special symbol surname equipment in his hand like the sword ghost's frost memory.

The two who lost their viewing goals immediately chose their own directions. Gu Fei noticed that the direction the girl was walking in the same direction as the sword ghost, and smiled secretly in his heart: Could it be that this sword ghost is going to have an affair? Although the gossip was up, he thought that the fireball was still waiting for him in the city bar, and immediately gave up the idea of going to see it.

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Well, I saw someone in the book review section talking about the style...... It would be a bit early to draw conclusions based on the title and synopsis. When it comes to style, it's all old readers of butterflies, and if you write a brief introduction like "Alone" or "Starlight", everyone will laugh at it; But for friends who really need a brief introduction to understand what kind of play this book is, after reading that kind of introduction, he will only come to one conclusion: what kind of play?! The introduction does not have the style of a butterfly, because it should have a thousand words to write a brief introduction with such content in the ordinary verbose style of a butterfly! Such a highly condensed introduction is really a breakthrough, everyone cheers for the breakthrough! The real so-called style...... In fact, if you re-read the two old books, you will also find that not all the chapters and chapters are the so-called style, I am afraid that everyone is too impressed by some bridge breaks, and there is a scene of covering the surface with points! Ah, that's a pretty accurate summary, please cheer and applaud again......

Finally, please read the book first! In popular words: this book has just begun, I am going to use 2 million words to start the foreshadowing, 3 million words to create the first small **, 4 million words to describe **, if everything goes well, then use 5 million words to transition to the next bridge...... And then, hey! This is where the book begins

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