Chapter 290 Little Sword Fairy

"Little Sword Fairy?" Feng Yun, who was trampled under Zhang Kaifeng's feet, smiled miserably. At this time, his feelings for Zhang Kaifeng also changed from fear at the beginning to indifferent now. Anyway, I'm already like this. At worst, I won't play anymore. Let's see how you can torture me!

Feng Yun lay on the ground, and the pain from his broken arm seemed to have nothing to do with him. Although it was painful, it aroused Feng Yun's secret anger. On the surface, he pretended not to care. It's just a little pain. Let's see how much it hurts. But in fact, he is really angry. The game company is obviously unfair to do this. He has to find the game company to settle accounts!

"What the hell do you want!" Feng Yun lay on the ground and asked, his tone was slightly indifferent, but it was not difficult to see his anger from his round eyes.

"Ha, what do I want? Don't you want to be a sword fairy? Isn't it good for me to call you Xiao Jianxian?" Zhang Kaifeng lowered his head and said, with his temples hanging down from the side. The handsome face was extremely evil to Feng Yun.

Feng Yun trembled all over, the remaining right fist clenched, and the anger rose. Bastard, I just called you the wrong sword fairy, and you cut off my hand! Zhang Kaifeng! Remember, I'm not done with you!

"Yo?" Zhang Kaifeng felt that the ants under his feet seemed to have a trace of struggle and snorted, "What? Do you really want to kill me?" The voice is strange, just like a madman. As he spoke, he moved his foot to Feng Yun's right hand, and his foot slowly increased.

Feng Yun's eyes widened and said nervously, "No! Don't!"

However, the more Zhang Kaifeng said this, the faster he pressed his feet, and a huge force hit him. Feng Yun's four fingers came with a sharp pain in an instant. Suddenly, his whole body got up and twisted on the ground, but he was trampled under Zhang Kaifeng's feet and could not break free.

"System Tip: Your right finger has been severely damaged and cannot be used for the time being. Please see a doctor for treatment as soon as possible."

Feng Yun, who was in severe pain, did not see the news. The pain filled his mind again. He thought that his four fingers of his hand had been worn out again, and the endless anger made him unable to pretend to be indifferent and scolded loudly: "Zhang Kaifeng! Mom, my fuck! Remember, I will kill you!"

"Huh?!" Zhang Kaifeng was slightly angry, and his right foot moved half an inch and stepped down heavily. The sound of bones breaking came from the whole right palm. Countless pains hit again. Feng Yun's eyes darkened and he fainted.

"Hmm, useless stuff." Seeing Feng Yun fainting, Zhang Kaifeng snorted coldly and then shouted at the dark part of the hall, "Youling, take him down to heal his wounds and don't let him die. I still want to have fun with him." After saying that, Zhang Kaifeng waved his hem and turned around and left.

At this time, a faint voice came from the corner: "Yes, master." Under the dim candlelight in the hall, a thin figure slowly came out. At a fixed look, it turned out to be a little Lori who was only thirteen or fourteen years old. The little Lori was about 1.3 meters tall, pale and expressionless, but she could still see that her facial features were very beautiful. There are two rings on her head, similar to the maid in the TV, and she wears an ordinary light green maid's uniform, with short sleeves and a high waist, a light collar on her chest, and a hem hanging on the ground. At first glance, it doesn't fit, but when I look at it again, it feels very cute.

Little Loli Youling walked to Feng Yun, squatted down with no expression on her face and picked him up. It was as simple as holding a doll, and she didn't know how much strength was in such a small body. Youling slowly walked into the darkness with Feng Yun in her arms, and gradually disappeared from her vision, leaving only the dim candlelight in the hall to keep flashing, and then a gust of wind blowing from nowhere, and the whole hall fell into darkness.

Although he was in the arms of a beauty, poor Feng Yun did not know his situation. After he fell into a coma, the pain was gone, but the anger still continued, and there was a feeling of gradually rising. In Feng Yun's own words, "You're not over yet, are you?"

Although the character is in a coma, the player is just in a dark space. It is okay to look at the forum or rest offline. Feng Yun is now furious and calls the game customer service MM directly.

"Hello, customer service 1253 is at your service. What can I do for you?" The customer service MM said politely.

"Mom Lagobi! What the hell is your game company doing? I have a grudge against you! Why are you torturing me like this! "What a mud horse." Feng Yun directly scolded. Usually, he is not so rude, but this time he is simply mad. Your game company can do whatever he wants by relying on the whole country's people to play this game, right? It's better to cheat than to cheat!

Customer service MM is also dumbfounded. What are you going to do? However, this is how her profession deals with all kinds of strange users, and she still politely replied, "Sir, please calm down. If you have any questions, you can say it directly."

Feng Yun said the matter crudely and said angrily, "Which programmer designed it? I just said one word, and the NPC cut off my hand, and then it kept torturing me! I play games, we are users! You know, I, games are just for entertainment. I'm not a masochist. You make me die like this. I don't want to play anymore!"

Customer service MM said kindly, "Sir, our game will never deliberately design some plots for someone. All our game plots are automatically generated by the system. He will have a certain reason to do this. If you go through a very painful process, then there will be A big reward awaits you.

Feng Yun said angrily, "Who are you lying to!" You just want me to continue playing, right? I saw on the Internet that many people are dissatisfied with your game company, that is to see that you are the only ones in China who operate virtual games and engage in monopoly fearlessly! I won't play anymore!"

The customer service MM said helplessly, "I'm sorry, sir. If you really want to see it this way, there's nothing we can do."

"System prompt: You have regained consciousness and can continue the game."

When Feng Yun saw this game prompt, he immediately said, "Okay! I won't play anymore! Look at what you bastards can do!" Then hang up the phone decisively. Feng Yun is so angry that he is about to vomit blood. After all, you are simple enough. In one sentence, it will get better. You just say that there will always be bread.

To delete the number, you need to enter the game. Feng Yun clicked angrily to enter the game again, slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly found that he was no longer lying in the place where he had just fainted. He said weakly, "Where is this?"

"This is where people live, and you can recover here." A faint voice came from the side.

"Who!?" Feng Yun quickly turned his head and looked aside, but as soon as he turned his head, there was a sharp pain on his body. He looked down and saw that his right hand was tied with layers of white yarn.

A thin figure came from the side and picked up Feng Yun. His small hands were as cold as ice cubes. Looking at it, he thought it was a beautiful little Lori. Looking at his hand and then at the little Lori Feng Yun, he wondered, "Who are you? What's wrong with me?"

Little Lori said coldly, "You can just call me Youling. Your hand is very hurt. The master asked me to help you heal."

Master? Feng Yun thought of the scene just now and snorted angrily, "Your master is Zhang Kaifeng!"

You Ling said coldly, "You'd better not call the owner's name directly. He will be unhappy."

Feng Yun said in a cold voice, "I even said what his mother could do to him!" Thinking that I didn't want to play anyway, I scolded Zhang Kaifeng's ancestors for 18 generations.

Youling didn't say anything, just silently tidy up the room. Feng Yun looked at the room curiously. It was only about 5.60 square meters. Except for a stone bed, there was only one seat with a dim candlelight. Feng Yun was very curious about Xiao Loli. It's not too late to ask clearly and delete the number. He said, "You Ling, who are you from Zhang Kaifeng?"

At this time, an amazing system information appeared in front of him: "System Tip: Player Fengyun triggers the super historical task "Zhang Kaifeng's Story". The difficulty is super epic. Do you accept it?"