Chapter 1 Awakening

Four figures suddenly flew out of the blue sky, and their bodies hung in the void as if they were out of gravity.

"Second, third, fourth, don't force me anymore! Don't you really believe me?" The man in ink has hazy eyes. His clenched hands pierced his palm with ten fingers, leaving a drop of golden blood.

"Big brother", the middle-aged man's voice is a little hoarse, "Please, please! Give us the stars. Do you really don't care about our brother and sister's feelings over the years and watch the fifth sister get weaker day by day?

"Second brother, I said that it's not that I don't want to save the fifth sister, but you don't believe me at all. I really can't do it. The way of heaven can't work, and the power of the stars can't work at all. What you see is illusions. Even if I manipulate the star tears now, Xiaowu's injury can't be cured, but it accelerates the passage of her life!"

"Brother! At this time, are you still lying to us? Last time we clearly saw that the fifth sister's body improved after absorbing the power of the stars, but you stopped the operation of the stars at a critical time. You are obviously selfish, and you obviously don't want to save the fifth sister. You are stingy with your spiritual power and give us the stars, that's our fight. This cultivation will also save the fifth sister. Qinglong roared.

"Do I have selfishness? Am I stingy with spiritual power? Ha! Ha! Ha!" The man in blue's eyes are red and swollen. "Do I have selfishness? If I have selfishness, I won't take out the stars at the beginning. Am I stingy with spiritual power? If I'm stingy with spiritual power, I won't run the stars to heal the five sisters and waste hundreds of years of our brothers. You still don't understand me. The man in ink looked up to the sky and laughed, and the sound seemed to tremble as if the sky trembled.

"Brother, do you take out the stars or not? We have to grab them." After saying that, the three formed a circle and surrounded the man in blue tightly in the middle.

"I said, even if you shed tears from the stars, you can't work, but you will be devoured by him. Why don't you believe it? Why?" The man in ink left two rows of cold tears, and his voice was hoarse.

"Brother, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The middle-aged man's eyes were already full of tears, "For Xiao Wu, let's make a mistake! Qinglong, white tiger, Xuanwu, Lao San, Lao Si, with combined skills. After saying that, the energy of the three people gathered a little, forming a streamer and went straight to the man in blue.

"This is forcing me again. Why, why, why don't you believe me!" His eyes crossed the bodies of several brothers one by one, and the man in ink suddenly stretched out his hands and pointed to the sky and shouted, "Kirin is born!!!"

With the voice of the man in ink, a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the sky, accompanied by the thunder of the electric god, an ink-black unicorn suddenly appeared, a big mouth, and a force that destroyed the sky instantly exploded and hit the streamer. "Third brother, fourth brother, avoid it!!" The strong gas explosion suddenly sounded and spread around. Taking advantage of the gap in the blink of an eye, the man in ink turned into a shadow and shot away, leaving an echo in the air, "Second, Third, Fourth, Fifth Sister's spiritual power has been frozen. One day, I will definitely come back to save him."

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"Ah! Ah!" Wang Lei suddenly opened his eyes and his sweat was soaked. This is a sad dream. He doesn't know how many times it has appeared. He doesn't remember when this film began to appear, which seems so real. He could even clearly see the sad eyes and tears in the eyes of the man in ink at the last moment when he left.

I calmed down and looked at the empty room. Wang Lei laughed at himself. Speaking of Wang Lei a month ago, maybe no one knows him, but when it comes to Western Yuan, I guess everyone who has played "Strongshi" knows that Wang Lei is Western Yuan, the first fast sword in the Chinese People's Hall of Fame in Western Yuan, the Western Yuan that interpretsmanship into art. However, just six days ago, Xiyuan suddenly committed suicide on the bank of the Wujiang River and thoroughly At the bottom, turn your data into a bunch of dust. So the Internet is full of legends of Western Yuan. Some people say that Western Yuan is to cut off love and pursue a higher level; some people say that Western Yuan is tired of the feeling of loneliness and seeking defeat to pursue another life; some people say that Western Yuan ended his life because of reality.

However, Xiyuan, as the party involved, was very helpless. Six days ago, he practiced swords by the Wujiang River. Suddenly, his body seemed to be separated from him, and even his mind was uncontrollable. The hand holding the sword suddenly changed direction, and the blade just crossed his neck, just as Xiyuan regained his body. After thinking, he found that he had returned to reality, but his account showed that the number had been deleted. Xiyuan, who did not believe in evil, finally confirmed the bad news after logging in many times. At that time, Xiyuan really wanted to find a place to cry, not because of his fame, but because of the equipment and game coins worth more than 5 million on his account.

Xiyuan is a small character. To be precise, Xiyuan is a small character with nothing but games. A small role should consider his livelihood and know more about the value of money.

Shaking his head, Xiyuan smiled helplessly and touched the black pendant around his neck with his hand. A cool meaning filled his heart. This black pendant has been with him since the day of understanding. Xiyuan also suspected that the black stone was strange, but there was no way to verify it. Maybe I've watched too many science fiction movies. Xiyuan said to himself.

After taking a shower and washing away the sweat, Xiyuan had to think about his livelihood. Xiyuan came to this city 10 years ago, when his godfather and mother-in-law suddenly left him. As for the reason, Xiyuan doesn't know and doesn't want to know, because his adoptive father and mother have not given him a good face since he was sensible. Maybe he deliberately left himself here, and Xiyuan thought of it fiercely. The departure of the two made Xiyuan have to end his student career prematurely and start his social journey.

In the past 10 years, it can be said that Xiyuan has suffered a lot, going to bed late, getting up early, eating only one meal a day, and even doing three jobs a day. However, only a few notes were returned to him. Xiyuan often doubts the meaning of living like this, but whenever he abandons himself, there is always a power to warn himself, "I want to be strong!" I want to be strong!"

Finally, the emergence of "Strong World" two years ago completely ended the poor life in the Western Yuan Dynasty. Qiangshi is an online game. To be more precise, it is a super money-absorbing game. Many large enterprises and families want to get a piece of the game, but it has not been done. The reason is very simple. The fairness of the game cannot be broken by a consortium, and the player's thinking tendency cannot be controlled by a consortium.

Looking out of the window, it was already dawn. Xiyuan suddenly wanted to go out for a walk and wanted to relieve his breathless memories. It has been five days. Xiyuan hasn't gone out since he came back after roaring outside last time. "Maybe we should really go out for a walk, or I'm really going to be out of touch with the world." Xiyuan thought secretly.

There are many pedestrians on the wooden plank road of the community. The opposite square is full of morning exercisers. Xiyuan seemed to hear the cheerful cry of birds, and the scenery is like a quiet pen and ink painting. Suddenly, Xiyuan's eyes lit up: not far away, an old man with white hair was waving his boxing skills. The old man's arm clenched his fists from time to time to time retreat, from time to time to time from time to time. The steps are light and easy. What shocked Xiyuan more was that the surrounding air seemed to be spiritual, which seemed to merge with the old man's body and complement each other. In an instant, the world seems to have integrated into the old man's body, or the old man's body has integrated into the world. Western Yuan is a little crazy.

I don't know when the old man has come to Xiyuan's side. "Young man, see if your eyebrows are a little tight. Is there something unpleasant? You might as well punch a few punches to relieve it." After saying that, the old man made an invitation gesture. In fact, Xiyuan didn't know anything about boxing, but he suddenly integrated into the old man's artistic conception, but Xiyuan was embarrassed to refuse, so he practiced randomly.

"Only when you let go of your heart and let go of your fists can you relax a little; only when you are open-minded and your feelings are coming can you communicate with each other. Young people, practicing boxing is both nourishment and nourishment. No matter what boxing is, it is about the same body and mood. Only in this way can we form something of our own.

Xiyuan didn't know that when he put all his mind into it, the black stone hair on his neck came out with a trace of coolness and filled his whole body. After touching for more than two hours, Xiyuan pulled out of this artistic conception. His body seemed to be much lighter and his mood was much more cheerful. Looking at it again, there was no old man here.

Although it's strange, Xiyuan didn't think much about it. There is already a flood of traffic around, and there are noisy and hurried office workers everywhere. Xiyuan sighed and walked in the direction of the road. Not long after walking, he saw the long queue. Xiyuan wondered why there were so many people queuing up early in the morning.

Xi Yuan, the friend at the end of the team, asked, "Brother, what are you doing? Why are there so many people? Are you robbing something?"

"Friend, you don't know? Oh, my God, you don't watch TV, read newspapers, or listen to the radio?" The man with glasses looked at Xiyuan like an idiot. Xiyuan is a little embarrassed. Indeed, in recent days, Xiyuan seems to have disappeared from the world and is immersed in pain all day long. What mood is there to pay attention to things outside his heart? The man with glasses is really puzzled when he sees Xiyuan. Dude, these people are queuing up to buy virtual bracelets. You don't know the virtual bracelet, my God, you are really an alien.

Xiyuan shook his head and admitted that he really didn't know. Do you know the virtual helmet? Xiyuan nodded. Xiyuan knew that there was one at home, which he bought when he was playing Qiangshi.

"This virtual bracelet has similar functions to the virtual helmet, but the price is cheaper. It's easier to operate.

"Well, what kind of game is this? So hot?" Xiyuan was a little excited to ask the most idiotic question in the world so far.

"Brother, I'm sure you're an alien. Don't emphasize your specialness anymore. Haven't you really heard of Peak? Games jointly launched by China, the United States, the United Kingdom and South Korea. It is known as the most perfect game.

Western Yuan is a little sweaty. In recent years, Western Yuan has only paid attention to "Strong World", but has thrown the whole world away. After saying thank you, Xiyuan flew home. He can't wait. Maybe this is a new opportunity. Maybe he can write another magical legend, because the Western Yuan saw another dawn.