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Chapter 336 Fly, Fly, Fly
Time flies, and the production of "Sekiro" is also progressing steadily!
Although there are still some content that have not been polished, it is basically ready to play. After the trial, the employees were all very excited.

At the regular meeting, the director of operations made a suggestion: "Boss, the Windmill Game Exhibition will open soon, and he sent us an invitation. Do you want to make a demo version of "Sekiro" and go to participate in it?" ?”

The Windmill Game Exhibition is one of the largest game exhibitions in Huaguo.It is held once a year, exhibiting many unreleased games, attracting tens of thousands of players, and the location is in the Linhai Convention and Exhibition Center.

Wang Jian nodded in agreement and said, "Okay, then you can communicate with the organizer, and our trailer is also ready to be released!"

……

Tuoyi took a nap today and was about to play a game, but found that the Longyuan bib that he was following had updated a post, which had already received tens of thousands of likes and reposts.

"new game?"

He yawned and opened the trailer curiously.

In the dark background, Long Yuan's ancient sword logo slowly disappeared.

"Hmm~"

The scene changed, and the low and rough sound of horns sounded, carrying some chilling charm of war.

Under the quiet and deep night, it seems to be in an open courtyard. Dense raindrops hit the pond, the low-hanging welcoming pine, and the surrounding large rockery rocks. The artificial rocks on the ground also look smooth and wet, reflecting the fiery red light.

Around the pond, a raging fire was burning on the classical and elegant courtyard buildings.The fire was extremely strong, emitting a bright orange light, making people feel the temperature in a trance even through the screen.

When the rain meets the flames, there is a weak sound of "chi chi", and the billowing white smoke is excited, which becomes a little hazy and reddish under the light of the fire, floating and rising towards the dark sky, and the lens also slowly rises.

"Fuck!"

Tuoyi's eyes were a little dazed, this picture quality, a big production!
On a path hundreds of meters away from this courtyard, you can still see the soaring flames and thick smoke, but you can only hear the "swish" sound of rainwater hitting the surrounding trees and grass leaves.

Next to the puddle of mud, there was a dark red bloodstain, and the deep heartbeat was slowly pulsating.

The camera moves down slowly along the bloodstains. This bloodstain flowed from the body of a man in linen clothes and warrior attire, and a shocking large area overflowed the ground. The grass leaves and branches were swayed by the raindrops, and this The person is motionless, as if dead.

The sad and melodious sound of the piano played loudly, as if mourning for him.

One sounded very young, but revealed a majestic voice: "Even if you are knocked down, you will definitely swear to save the master."

However, the heartbeat was still beating regularly. This man's hand was covered with a layer of iron armor, which reflected silvery light under the moonlight. It was a half-grip posture that refused to relax.His vitality has not completely disappeared.

"If you are my ninja."

"Ninja?" Tuo Yi thought to himself, looking at this classical courtyard, this Sakura language dubbing, and the keyword ninja, the background of this game, could it be the Sakura Warring States period?

The sound of war drums is like thunder, the sound of horns is played deeply to clear away the clouds and mist, and the sound of guqin is not too fast or slow.

The samurai is located on a steep stone step, and there is still a thin layer of unmelted snow on both sides of the wall, and a layer of hoarfrost has formed on the weeds.And above is a towering majestic and majestic pavilion, surrounded by smoke-like clouds and mist, looking up, it seems to be suspended in the air, giving people an invisible pressure to worship.

The samurai hangs his sword slanted to his side, and runs fast while leaning over the extremely steep stairs.Amidst the sound of hurried footsteps, the front of the coarse cloth was blown and shaken by the oncoming airflow, and the surrounding trident brazier and long white flags kept receding behind him, making the scene full of movement.

The scene changes, the samurai is located in the dark mezzanine of the attic, holding a long knife and leaning over, walking slowly, like a hunting cat, moving silently, and in the room below him, there are several There was a screen with landscape portraits on it, and two warriors sat on the ground to rest, and they didn't notice anyone moving on it.

Tuoyi thought: "Stealth, assassination?"

In an environment like a deep well, the samurai kicked hard and bounced on the left and right stone walls, like an agile flea.

During the jump of the samurai, the screen turned and came to the open outside world. Under the warm yellow sunlight of the setting sun, the surrounding sky was dyed a layer of pink and purple. Several antique attics greeted the setting sun, and the scenery was beautiful.

Like a big bird spreading its wings, the samurai spun around in the air and landed on a crooked tree trunk covered with snow. A layer of snow mist splashed under his feet instantly, startling two nearby birds Flapping its wings, it flies away from the setting sun.

Then he swung his arm violently, shot a hook claw from his sleeve, and grabbed the statue in the corner of the attic, and then retracted his hand forcefully, and the whole person flew into the air along with the strength, like a bird with its feet up and its wings spreading The white crane lightly landed on the attic, and the distant mountain peaks and patchwork attics could be seen immediately.

"Fuck! Shocked!"

Tuoyi was completely dumbfounded!
What kind of operation is this TM, and it can still be played like this?
Who wouldn't be yearning to see birds flying freely in the sky?

Tuoyi often dreamed when he was young. In the dream, he opened his arms and flew over the night city to his heart's content, as if he could fly in his genetic instinct.

But when he woke up, the feeling of being able to fly disappeared without a trace, which made him extremely depressed.

Tuo Yina will be very naive and firmly believe that he has super powers, but this power is sealed in his body, and he can become a superman only when the world crisis occurs.

When he grows up, he won't have that kind of flying dream, and he won't imagine that he has superpowers, but when he sees this flying warrior, he suddenly wants to move again!

This is too happy!
The scene changes, it seems to be a remote mountain, surrounded by old trees with deep roots and luxuriant leaves, thick and thin enough for five or six people to hug, and there are several sculptures of stone Buddhas under the trees. You can see the fineness of the carving.

Like the stone Buddha with its feet on the lotus, with its palms folded, the wrinkled lapel lines on the robes of the Buddha are all carved out one by one.

In the dappled sunlight, a few monks in dirty yellow and red robes, holding Zen sticks, stepped on the stone path and walked towards the ancient temple ahead.

However, there seemed to be a huge protrusion on the bare heads of these monks, as if...a disgusting sarcoid had grown.

(End of this chapter)