“...... From now on, the code name is all you have......"

In the blur, the chatter sound was like a hundred flies buzzing in the ears, and there was a mess of information intertwined in the mind, and it was impossible to distinguish it.

What the hell, the jade white jade golden silk nanmu big bed in my game?

Where's the girl in my bed?!

Jiang Ping suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that the sky was overcast, like a black mountain pressed down, and between his mouth and nose was the moist breath after the rain, with some earthy fragrance.

The ache and pain all over his body and the inability to move reminded him inexplicably of the bad memories of being Haibian in the past.

However, when Jiang Ping saw the familiar game character panel under his field of vision, he breathed a sigh of relief, he was still in the game.

In the game, Lao Tzu is the master!

Then someone stepped on the chest.

【Enter the Battle ......】

It was a pair of black boots stained with yellow mud, and the earthy yellow mud blocks had a little scarlet on them, like the color of blood.

Not only stepped on it, but also rubbed it.

You've gone too far!

What the hell am I ......

Jiang Ping opened his mouth, spit out a large mouthful of dirty blood blocked in his throat, and coughed violently.

The voice in front of him suddenly paused, and then a joking voice came:

"Hey, there's a hard-hitting one, remember what I taught you?

You can't kill the target, it's you who die.

As a qualified killer, mending is a basic skill.

Although you are all scum, scum, and as cheap as ants, if you let customers lower their evaluation of our Night Rain Building, you will die and you will not be able to make up for it.

There is no next time for such an accident.

Now, who's going to give him a ride!"

Are you talking about me?

Am I kidnapped?

Jiang Ping felt a stream of cold gaze on him, making people break out in a cold sweat behind his back.

Don't do it, hey, I can still salvage it!

I have money!

Even in the game, the price of dying once made Jiang Ping feel a little painful, if money could solve the problem, it would be better.

"Knife ......"

Jiang Ping used all his strength to shout a knife to keep people, but a cold sword light broke into his eyes like thunder, and his voice stopped directly at his mouth.

Knives, very quickly.

Jiang Ping closed his eyes.

Made, wait, Lao Tzu won't brush you into a copy, Lao Tzu's name will be written upside down!

Clang!

The sound like the exchange of knives and guns sounded in his ears, and Jiang Ping felt a slight coolness oozing from his neck.

Bang Bang! Bang Bang!

The short and rapid sound of the knife stopped abruptly, making Jiang Ping, who was very hesitant and hesitant to die or not, quietly open his eyes.

Not far away, I saw a cold young man dressed in a black power suit, about fourteen or fifteen years old, holding a standard long knife, the tip of which was facing a young man who was about the same age who was sitting in the mud with an embarrassed face.

There was also a teenager with the same cold look around and watched coldly, as if he didn't care about the life and death of his companion.

"Three, you dare to disobey the instructor's orders!?"

The young man who had been knocked out of the mud screamed fiercely, and a severed knife was inserted into his side, causing his courage to resist to decline rapidly.

It's the same knife, why can he cut me?!

The cold young man did not speak, and the tip of the knife in his hand leaned forward slightly, so that the young man had to raise his head in humiliation as best he could, so as not to be stabbed in the throat by the blade.

This is...... Infighting?

Jiang Ping poked and thought secretly, and at the same time, he realized that the knife just now only cut a layer of skin on his neck in a thrilling way.

"Number three, I need an explanation. ”

Wearing a black iron mask, shrouded in a black robe, the adult whose voice could not distinguish the joy and anger stood in front of this group of teenagers, and his eyes were coldly forced to look at the cold young man.

"He's mine. ”

The grim young man said coldly, his voice as cold as his own.

"As a killer, you don't need feelings, you're just a knife, remember, just a knife!"

The masked man's voice suddenly turned cold.

"But the instructor also taught us that the strong is king!"

The grim young man turned his blade and faced the masked man directly.

"Ask the instructor for advice. ”

As soon as the words fell, the young man hurried down and dragged the knife up, and at the same time, the ordinary long knife was covered with a layer of blood-colored light.

At this moment, the masked man's voice was finally moved.

"The blood burning recipe is complete, good!"

Rumble!

The masked man stepped on it, and in the face of this lightning-like knife, he didn't have time to dodge, but he didn't need to dodge, under the wide black robe, he leaned out a palm covered with silver-white armor, the palms of the knives were connected, and the fire splashed everywhere, but it was no different.

But a knife is not the end.

I saw that after the young man's sword, his body was bowed, just like an arrow, and twelve knives were slashed in a row between the lightning and flint, one knife was faster than the other, one knife was more fierce than the other, and the knife was in the same position.

Click, a crunch.

The Masked Man took a step back.

"It's good to be able to use the Blood Burning Knife trick to this point, Three, his life is yours. ”

The masked man clenched his fists and retracted his palms under the black robes.

The young man immediately slashed at the knife, which was originally murderous, and when he heard the masked man's words, the murderous aura in his eyes slowly converged, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth slowly oozed out, but he didn't realize it at all, and his voice was still cold.

"Thank you, instructor. ”

"Today you can protect him for a while, but you can't protect him for a lifetime, in the night rain building, the weak are food!"

After the masked man finished speaking, he left directly.

Only a group of exhausted teenagers were left after the big battle.

It's so weak!

Witnessing the battle just now, Jiang Ping blinked, feeling bored.

I didn't even shoot at each other, how did this group of scum make me lose the ability to resist.

Then he felt like a tattered rag doll, picked up by the boy who had saved his life, then threw it on his back, tied it, and walked into the distance step by step, leaving a lonely back.

I don't know when it started to rain in the sky, which made this picture seem quite poignant.

Well, if he's a woman, that's even better.

Jiang Ping was lying on the young man's not too generous back, he could feel the weakness of the young man, and he could figure out a little bit of the basic situation.

Just now, the black robe of the masked man was embroidered with a leaf mark in the shape of a blood droplet, which was the symbol of Zhao Guojianghu, the first-class killer organization Night Rain Tower.

However, Yulou was destroyed as early as the third expansion "Dao Demon Chief, Hundred Years War" when it opened, and he joined in the fun at that time, and also helped raise a handful of ashes.

Is there a resurgence again?

But dare to tie me up, aren't you afraid of killing me again?

"Exit!"

Jiang Ping thought silently.

Now that he's out of the battle scene, he should be free to quit the game.

It was a little exciting just now, and he needed to go out slowly, and call someone by the way.

Dare to move Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will let you see what it means to have friends all over the world!

However, to Jiang Ping's surprise, the exit button that appeared at the bottom left of the field of vision turned out to be gray!

In other words, he can't go offline!

“wqnm......”

Jiang Ping's head hurt again, and the information that seemed to be a thin needle stuck in his brain just now suddenly became clear.

"What the hell am I ...... crossed over, and also crossed into the game "My Jianghu", and became an orphan, a killer trained by Yeyulou since childhood, and almost hung up in the last lesson of the introduction - survival of the winner!"

Jiang Ping groaned weakly in his heart, lying on the young man's back, like a dead dog who had just lost his first love.

Although the game world is beautiful, the reality is real, his family, his friends, the people he loves.

Besides, who knows if the system is updated once, and he, a suspected data person, is still there.

"My Rivers and Lakes" is a retro martial arts virtual reality game, claiming to allow every player to find their own rivers and lakes in it.

The male player goes in to wake up the second second, and the female player goes in to find true love.

As soon as it was released, it directly became popular in the entire Eastern Continent, and at its peak, it set a record of 30 million players online at the same time.

Don't ask why there are so many people, just ask why there are so many people.

So "Jianghu" is very popular, very popular, and the money scene is very attractive.

Jiang Ping, who was born in the house, naturally plunged into the tide of the game, became a life player, a glorious cook, and lived a life of small wealth.

Don't underestimate the cook.

The dishes here also have attributes.

A secret soup-filled xiaolongbao can restore three points of health, a dragon and tiger brawl permanently improves two points of physique, and the holy Buddha jumping over the wall is not only delicious, but also helps players comprehend the highest martial arts of Buddhism.

Stay away from fighting and killing, as long as you cook well, there will be money rolling in.

As the top three chefs in the entire "Jianghu", Jiang Ping's life on weekdays should not be too moisturizing.

But today......

He was left in the game forever.