Tired of playing the game, when he went to bed at night, Xu Zhibai read the file and exited the game interface.

As soon as I arrived at the game lobby, I was bombarded with news.

Cangjiu left a message saying that he found Xu Yu's sister, who became an NPC in the game just like everyone else who died in the game.

In reality, it is complete death.

Compared with the cruel truth in reality, Xu Yu prefers the sister in the game who will always stay at the best age.

It's the same for a long time.

He watched Xu Yu brush the same copy over and over again, didn't say anything, and silently accompanied him.

Even Xu Yu was merciful and left her a message saying that he had gone to brush up on the copy.

Both of them mentioned this copy more than once, Xu Zhibai was also interested, clicked into the friend list, the updated game interface is more similar to ordinary online games, and there is also the option of watching friends, Xu Zhibai chose to watch the game without hesitation.

This is a copy of the partial plot experience, the player's own subjective will is not too much, just need to follow the plot, in some major events the player basically has no active choice, can choose basically inconsequential small events.

[You have entered the dungeon: Qiheng Mountain, please select the viewing perspective.] 】

Xu Zhibai first chose Xu Yu's perspective.

[In the 337th year of Hengyuan, heavy rain fell from the sky, floods spread, and the people were struggling to make a living. As the last living immortal in the world, Xu Yu, the lord of Qiheng Mountain, was trapped here. 】

Thunder rolled, torrential rain gusted.

A sudden flash flood hit this small village, and countless people who woke up from their dreams cried bitterly and called out to their relatives and friends, and the cries were overwhelming.

"Promise! Promise! Xu Yu was soaked, drenched in soup by the torrential rain, the water level reached his waist, and every step required great strength.

Under the impact of the flash flood, the bare pear trees are crumbling.

He knew that the scholar was there, and it was impossible for Xu Yi to leave! With such a big flood, is she really not afraid of death!

Xu Yu held on to the trunk of the tree, suppressed his anger, and said as gently as possible: "Xu Yi you come out and come with me." ”

The branches swayed in the wind and rain, and a thin female voice penetrated into his ears: "Xu Yu, you are the lord of the mountain...... Can you help me save those people? They are all very nice people, I ...... I can't save them......"

"Get out of here!"

There was a dim light in the rain, and the pear tree was gone, replaced by a wet girl in a white dress.

Xu Yu ...... Can you ......"

"Can't!" Xu Yu tried to drag her away roughly, but she didn't move after a few pulls, her face was darker than the night, "How stupid are you?!" What kind of ecstasy soup did that scholar pour you? It's so obsessed that you don't even know how many pounds and taels you have, right? Do you think you can fight against the Heavenly Dao on your own? ”

Xu Yi broke away from his hand, and in the sound of the rainstorm, her voice sounded fragile and firm: "They are all very good people, I want to save them." ”

Xu Yu was frozen cold in the cold rain, but his internal organs fell into the boiling pot, and the boiling fire burned the blood around him into magma, almost flowing out of his eyes: "Cutting down trees endlessly, hunting day and night, moving you to the village to be raised in captivity, this is the good person in your eyes?" That scholar is really powerful, he turns you upside down between good and evil, black and white! ”

Xu Yi finally grimaced in his roar, and bowed respectfully to him: "The support and care of the Mountain Lord over the years, Xu Yi will never forget." You are a god on high, you can leave them alone, but I can't, this is my home. ”

"Xu Yi ......" Xu Yu stretched out her hand to help, but she flashed lightly and disappeared into the rain.

At the same time, more and more pear trees are emerging from the flood, growing taller and taller, silently resisting the torrent.

The flood came with a piece of driftwood and hit Xu Yu's waist, knocking him to a stumbling ground. He grabbed the piece of driftwood and aimed it at the empty water, trying to smash it down.

Finally he hung his hand in vain, let the driftwood get out of his hand, and slowly closed his eyes, and the sound of screams, torrential rain, and boiling water became a pot of porridge in his ears.

"Lord Qiheng Mountain, everything is in order, there is a way in heaven and earth, your remaining Yuan Spirit may not be able to fight against this natural disaster, are you sure you want to try?"

After a long silence, a weak voice surfaced: "Sure." ”

The sudden rainstorm left silently, and the survivors gathered around a slope to make a fire to keep warm.

A girl in a white dress poked her head out of the crowd and looked at it, and everywhere in the long night was the ruins of broken walls, and the young man who came in the rain was no longer seen.

She thought, it's just a rainstorm, how can it be as serious as the mountain lord said. Thinking about it again, the mountain lord is just concerned about the chaos, he shouldn't be angry with him, forcing him to tell the way of heaven, and the next time he sees him, he should apologize to him.

It rained heavily on the mountain, and the snow fell heavily on the mountain, and thousands of miles of ice were frozen.

Xu Yu woke up in the ice and snow, the sun was slightly dazzling, and the mountain wind in the morning was cold and cold.

Flakes of snow gently brushed his face, as if leaving a lingering kiss.

In the distance, the familiar footsteps came eagerly, and the voice of the person arrived before the voice arrived: "Xu Yu!" ”

Although the clothes on Xu Yu's body had already dried, the messy and messy appearance did not evaporate with the water, he flicked his sleeves and forcibly restored the appearance of a handsome son.

He casually turned out an oil-paper umbrella, caught Xu Yi who came over, and took a breath and smiled: "Slow down, why is the big girl still like a child." ”

There was obvious apology on Xu Yi's face, Xu Yu saw through her intention at a glance, he suppressed the sourness in his heart, and said softly: "Ah Yi, I said you don't have to tell me I'm sorry. ”

"I ......"

Xu Yu saw her eyes dodging and wanting to speak, and couldn't help but sigh again: "What's wrong?" What happened to that scholar? ”

The torrential rain has stopped, and the villagers who survived the catastrophe have also been settled, and the only thing that can make Xu Yi take it to heart is the scholar who is weak in literature.

Half a month ago, Xu Yi also came to him in such a hurry, so he divided half of his Yuan Ling to treat the scholar who was beaten to death.

The wind and snow in the mountains seemed to be a little stronger, and there was a sound of smashing on the umbrella.

Xu Yiyu nodded hesitantly, his eyes wandering and he didn't dare to look at him: "He...... He's only interested in saving people...... Then ......"

"Let's go." He handed the umbrella to Xu Yi and went down the mountain in the increasingly heavy wind and snow.

Cangjiu is Xu Yi's sweetheart.

He didn't know how the powerless scholar got into Xu Yi's heart, of course, if he knew, there would be nothing to do with the scholar.

Overnight, the laughing village was in ruins, and the villagers were huddled together in a small temple halfway up the mountain.

Xu Yu swept at a glance at the crowd and was wrapped in torn cotton wool.

The villagers only thought that he was a hermit in the mountains, and when they saw him coming, they consciously made way and looked at the mountain hermit with hope.

"My lord, can you save him?" Xu Yi's bright eyes stared at him without blinking.

At that moment, he only felt that countless gentle blades welled up from her gentle eyes, shattering his flesh and blood.

That scholar actually has a pair of eyebrows and eyes that resemble him!

Xu Yi fell in love with someone who looked like him, not him.

He suddenly felt that the most frustrating thing about a person may not be that the person you love does not love you, but that she would rather love someone like you than love you.

He resisted the urge to grasp Xu Yi and ask for an understanding, took a deep breath, and pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "I, let's take a look first." ”

He walked up to the scholar, cut the pulse in a fake way, and then took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and stuffed a pill into the scholar's mouth.

"It's okay, take the medicine, just take a break."

He dedicated another two points of Yuan Ling, which was enough to make this weak scholar free of illness and pain for the rest of his life.

He didn't say anything more, walked gently through the crowd, and walked out.

Outside the temple was a tragic scene after a torrential rain, the terraced fields were filled with water, and there were few crops left.

Above the mountainside, it's a different story.

The trees are verdant and the sun is warm.

Xu Yi caught up: "Lord Mountain, you, your face is not very good, are you okay?" ”

The tone of voice that can't be more ordinary.

Xu Yu felt that his heart was so dry and full of holes that he felt a hint of sweetness, and his tone unconsciously softened a lot: "What can I do, but you, stretch out your hand and let me see." ”

Xu Yi didn't stretch out his hand, just looked at him and smiled.

The smile between his eyebrows and eyes was like spring breeze and rain, drenching his whole heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

Xu Yu sighed secretly, he had never been angry with her for more than a quarter of an hour in his life.

"Laugh what a laugh! Don't think I can't pull my face down and say you if I laugh! See for yourself what you've gotten yourself into! ”

The corners of Xu Yi's eyes and eyebrows were a little astringent, and he said abruptly: "Lord Mountain, how fortunate Xu Yi is to have you as a friend!" ”

Xu Yu's already weak smile disappeared all of a sudden.

She knew, she knew she liked her, she always knew it. So she didn't let him see the scholar, so she had to move her real body down the mountain to live or die, so she didn't come back a few times in the month she met the scholar.

He thought she was innocent and didn't understand anything, but in fact she understood everything.

Xu Yu quickly walked into the mountains and forests, leaving only a sentence pretending to be arrogant: "Take care of your sick scholar and go!" ”

Xu Yi shouted in a low voice behind him: "He's not a sick seedling, he's amazing!" ”

After saying that, she seemed to think that it might be a bit of a knife to say this, so she shrunk her neck and added weakly: "So, don't worry." ”

The voice was very soft, but it still fell into Xu Yu's ears word for word.

He leaned against a big tree, leaning on it, and the back of his spine was dissipated in the wind, and he squatted down against the tree, curled up in a ball, and slowly covered his face.

The wind swept through the trees, bringing a whistling scent of grass and trees, as if comforting their mountain lords.

The yellowish leaves swirled beside him, and he closed his eyes weakly, and his whispered words dissipated into the wind before he could finish his words.

"What the hell did I do wrong......