Chapter 162 He's just offline

When he heard the word 'sweeping the tomb', his face changed slightly and muttered to himself, "The day after tomorrow... July 4th... Oh, it's him..."

Blood Killing Dance suddenly remembered something. Don't look at Tang Feng, who looked a little indifferent. He chose to close his mouth obediently.

"Although it has been so many years... he has always been my boss, my master, my eldest brother, do you want to come with me? If I remember correctly, you have also had a chance. Tang Feng was not a sentimental person, so she quickly swept away her sad emotions and grinned at the bloody dance.

"It's not just a fate. When he died, I also took people to his funeral. Oh, but I didn't know you at the peak at that time. The bloody dance barely squeezed out a smile. There was nothing he could do. This topic was somewhat heavy.

"What funeral? Whose funeral? Master Ye Zi, what are you talking about? The thief came over with a curious face.

"Thieves, haven't you always wanted to see Hannibal himself? Let's go to the tomb with me the day after tomorrow. By the way, I'll introduce you to other people at the peak." Tang Feng has decided to bring the world to the peak, not because he knows a lot of secrets, but because his game skills have indeed made a qualitative leap during this period, which is no longer the same as before.

"Sweeping... tomb-sweeping?" The thief grabbed his hair all over the world. Although he was puzzled, he didn't ask any more, but agreed.

...Two days later, Baiyun City, Tianzhong Cemetery.

The weather is beautiful. After a rainstorm, the air in Baiyun City is particularly clear, and the dry heat of summer is also washed away by the rain. Although the sun is shining overhead, people can hardly feel the heat.

Tang Feng, dressed in black and holding a bunch of lilies in his hand, walked into the Tianzhong cemetery without saying a word. The thief followed him closely and felt the extremely depressing atmosphere in the cemetery.

Walking through the Ring Road, the thief walked around the world and saw several men and women standing in front of a tombstone 100 meters away. These young men were dressed in black like Tang Feng, gathered in a pile, as if they were talking about something. In this group of people, there was only one familiar to the thief in the world, the bloody dance.

"The boss is here." A young man in the crowd whispered, and immediately everyone's eyes turned away.

Tang Feng nodded slightly to everyone, but did not say anything. He came to the tombstone and gently put the flowers on the steps and bowed heavily.

At this time, the thief saw the several rows of words on the tombstone clearly.

——'He passed away young, so the tomb of Liu Xianzhi. 1990.3.18~2016.7.4.'

"He was born in 1990 and died in 2016... Isn't he only 26 years old?" The thief's heart in the world thumped.

"Master, Ye Zi came to see you."

As Tang Feng spoke, he took out a few bundles of paper money and some CD sundries from the already prepared bag and lit them into the burning pile of paper ash.

"Master, this is a game that has been released in the past year... Both online and stand-alone versions are available. I specially carved it into a CD... I hope you can receive it."

Thieves have never seen Tang Feng in this state. A man who lost his soul talked to the air.

"Blood Uncle... Who are the people in this cemetery?" The thief came to the side of the bloody killing dance and asked in a low voice.

"Liu Xian, the master who taught me to play games."

In the quiet cemetery, even if the voice is very small, it will be heard by people with intentions. The blood killing and dancing did not speak, but Tang Feng first revealed the identity of the deceased. He stood up, took out a very rare cigarette and lit it, took a sip, and said slowly, "The captain of the WRC team, the president of the 'top' guild, and the world online game. The number one in the list... It's a pity that it's all over."

With a turn of words, Tang Feng suddenly smiled and waved his hand, "Come on, let me introduce to you. You all know Blood Killing and Crazy Dance. This is a thief all over the world, and it may be a new member of our peak in the future."

"Oh, it's a thief! Let's meet." Hannibal took off his sunglasses, smiled and handed out his palm to shake hands with the thief all over the world.

"Do you remember me?" A burly man laughed.

"Remember, remember, half of the country." The thief nodded hurriedly, looked at the silence behind half of the country, and said, "Brother in white... Sister Yandie Dance...Brother Xuan."

It is difficult to distinguish the identity of the other party from standing in the distance. After all, there is a big difference between the characters in reality and the characters in the game. Once you get close, it will not be a problem to identify them. Thieves have repeatedly identified several people in the game.

"These two are Jiutianlong and Jiutianfeng." Tang Feng pointed to a couple and said.

"How is Brother Long, Hello, Sister Long." The thief nodded in a hurry.

"Can you not bring a 'brother' and 'sister' in the back when shouting people to call us all old?" Jiu Tianfeng smiled, which made the thief a little embarrassed.

"Master! I'll leave for a while and chat with you later. Tang Feng gently brushed the dust off the tombstone and waved to the crowd, "Go, go back to the hotel after sweeping the tomb. Everyone hasn't eaten yet, has they?"

...a hotel in Baiyun City.

"Master Ye Zi is very depressed... He rarely sees him like that. He doesn't even eat and locks himself in the room."

The thief sighed deeply. He could feel that everything before Tang Feng was pretending and forced to smile.

"Of course, he has the deepest relationship with Brother Liu Xian, and the saddest one must be him. After learning the news of the death of Brother Liu Xian, he cried for more than a week, and his eyes were about to cry. Hannibal absent-mindedly took a mouthful of vegetables and threw them into his mouth to chew.

"I passed away at the age of 26, and Brother Liu Xian is also too pitiful." Obviously, half of the country has a bad appetite today, and he didn't even eat a mouthful of food.

Looking at the peak members of a table, the thief still did not hold down his curiosity and asked, "Brother Liu Xian... How on earth did he die...?"

Oh! The eyes gathered together, and the thief immediately made a thrill.

"He's not dead, he's just offline." Tang Feng's voice sounded from behind. The thief looked back and immediately understood that the focus was on Tang Feng.

After a pause, Tang Feng sighed, "He committed suicide."

"For... why?" The thief stuttered all over the world and asked.

"Because it is not understood." Tang Feng quietly sat down, "Including now, there are many people who don't understand... They think that playing games is not doing decent work, waste time, and childish and immature behavior... But they have never thought that life is actually a game, and everyone has the day to go offline."

"Liu Xian loves games crazily, more than everyone here together. However, his parents obstructed him in every way. The night before he went to the United States to participate in the professional league, he had a big fight with his parents. His father asked him if the game was heavy. Yes, it's more important for parents. - Ha ha, he answered his father's words with practical actions.

(to be continued)