CHAPTER XXIV

"Players are welcome back to the real world. Your total virtual world game time is 34 days, which is equivalent to 8 hours and 16 minutes of real world time, and a total of 340 credit points are consumed. The next time you can enter the virtual world is five days after the real world time. ”

The mechanical synthesis sound of the system was still soft and rigid, staring at the top of the biological nutrition warehouse in a daze, Zhao Ping'an felt like a world away for a while. The original incomparably real, iron-blooded and tender rivers and lakes seemed to turn into bubbles and dissipated in an instant.

Zhuang Zhou Mengdie is probably like this, no wonder virtual reality games have to impose many restrictions on buyers before purchasing, and they must take another psychological test after every month of continuous use. Frequently experiencing such a real world, it is easy for users to be unable to distinguish their true identity, or even the difference between the virtual and real worlds. Even Zhao Ping'an, who has great experience in life and a mature and spicy personality, after returning to the real world for the first time, it took him ten minutes to gradually sober up.

Struggling to support the upper body, after getting used to that incomparably strong body, this healthy body in real life seems extremely weak. No wonder so many people are becoming more and more addicted to the virtual world, Zhao Ping'an thought helplessly.

"System, list the list of Eastern martial arts worlds that I have established now to run, and can enter in five days. Zhao Ping'an calmly gave an order.

"The system is being tested...... It has been listed for five days to enter the world. ”

Quickly scanning the list of worlds listed by the system, Zhao Ping'an unexpectedly saw a fairly well-known martial arts world.

That's it, Zhao Ping'an quickly gave instructions to the system: "Establish the legendary world of Lu Xiaofeng to be run." ”

"The system is running...... World-generating...... to detect the presence of a world impression in the player's concept...... The world is perfected according to the player's subconscious...... The world has been generated, and it has entered the world sequence to be run. There are currently 32,545 legendary worlds of Lu Xiaofeng to be run in the system, and it is expected that players will start running after five days and three hours of real time. ”

The five-day waiting time seemed particularly long, and when Zhao Ping'an's mood changed from calm to impatient, he was finally able to lie down in the biological nutrition warehouse again.

"Players are asked to choose a world identity: a character or a new character. ”

"New characters, the image adopts the preset shape two, attribute enhancement: the three knives of the gods, and the supporting skills: shrinking the ground into inches, the avatar is incarnate, and the poison is not invaded. ”

Zhao Ping'an was a lot more generous this time, there was no way, the horror of the Gu family's martial arts world was far above the Liu family, and he was not worthy of an anti-poison skill, so I was afraid that he didn't even know how to die. Zhao Ping'an didn't want to be sent out of the world he created without explanation. And in this world, Zhao Ping'an wants to kill a lot of people, so the three swords of the gods, known as "everything in the world can be killed", is also worth the money.

"Once the character has been created, do you want to enter the world? This step will cost 1400 credits. ”

"Enter. ”

The silver light was gently sprinkled, and with the prompt sound of the system, Zhao Ping'an's consciousness entered the martial arts world for the second time.

This time the time to cut into the world was at midnight, with the full moon in the sky.

Zhao Ping'an once again experienced the feeling of infinite strength filling his whole body, and the second preset shape was a slender young man with an age of twenty-seven or eighteen, his whole body skin was bronzed, and every muscle was full of terrifying explosive power. The eyebrows are handsome but not showy, and there is a lazy charm between the expressions. A narrow blade was slanted behind his back, and although it was through the scabbard, Zhao Ping'an could still feel the cold chill emanating from the blade.

Moved his hands and feet relaxedly, Zhao Ping'an was in a very happy mood, and at this time, he saw a person who definitely didn't make him happy.

An old woman, dressed in a patched blue dress, had a big stone pressed on her back, as if it had crushed her waist in the middle.

When she walked, it was as if she was bent over all the time, looking for something on the ground. The moonlight shone on her face, and her face was full of wrinkles, which looked like a piece of tissue paper that had been crumpled and unfolded.

"Sugar-fried chestnuts!" She also carried a large bamboo basket in her hand, covered with a very thick cotton cloth: "The sugar-fried chestnuts that have just been put on the market, the fragrant and hot sugar-fried chestnuts, are only ten cents a pound." ”

At some point, a thick fog suddenly rose around, and the old woman's voice was very strange.

Zhao Ping'an suddenly spoke: "How many people bought your chestnuts today?"

The old woman smiled: "Five people, each bought a catty." How many pounds do you want, young man?"

Zhao Ping'an said lightly: "Is it possible for you to sell a lot of chestnuts every full moon night?" ”

The old woman's laughter was even louder: "Of course, many young lads like you like to eat my sugar-fried chestnuts. ”

Zhao Ping'an's voice was even colder: "If I hadn't met you, I could have waited until Ye Gucheng killed you, but since I saw you, then it was better for you to stay." ”

The old woman laughed again, but this time the laughter was as crisp as a silver bell. "Do you know who I am?"

Zhao Ping'an said coldly: "Female butcher, peach blossom bee, five poisonous lady, ecstasy mother-in-law, grandma Xiong, perhaps, should you still be called Gongsun Aunt Gongsun Lan?"

Aunt Gongsun was still laughing, but there was already an uncontrollable sense of surprise in her laughter. In the midst of laughter, she had drawn one of her daggers from the basket, which was tied with bright red satin. Just when Zhao Ping'an saw these short swords, the sword light flashed, and the blade of the sword had reached his throat. What a quick shot! What a fast sword!

Zhao Ping'an's figure instantly turned illusory, and the short sword pierced the air with a sharp sound. Aunt Gongsun's double swords followed Zhao Ping'an's figure closely, like a dragon flying through the air, the sword light was like a rainbow lightning, and the leaves were destroyed by the sword qi of Sen Han, falling one by one. In an instant, it was crushed by the sword light. Even the fifteenth bright moon seemed to have been forced to lose its luster by this cold sword qi.

With a nonchalant sneer, Zhao Ping'an's figure flashed strangely in the dragon-like sword light, uncertain and uncertain. It was as if the sword that was like a dragon was just an illusion.

Wandering in the sword light in the sky, Zhao Ping'an said quietly: "Although I don't know why you want to kill people every full moon night, no matter what the reason, this kind of random trampling on other people's lives is not worthy of forgiveness." 'Weeping Souls'!"

The snow-like sword light rolled out like thunder, and the first of the three swords of the god showed its power in this world for the first time, the ribbon broke, and the short sword flew up at the same time, and the sword light had already swept past the neck of Gongsun Auntie!

There was no exclamation, no scream, with an incredible look, Aunt Gongsun quietly fell. The speed of the knife had surpassed her senses, ending her life before she could feel the pain.

Staring at the water-like blade in his hand, Zhao Ping'an sighed softly again. Aunt Gongsun is a strange woman, but her disregard for people's lives really can't make Zhao Ping'an agree.