Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Cheng Xiao was dumbfounded.

The content of what the other party said was very simple, and they were all simple words, but when combined together, he didn't react until the two of them let go:

"...Wait, what?"

Gosho: "..."

He took a deep breath and smiled: "Don't pay attention to him."

The man frowned slightly: "Why? Obviously you also..."

Before he could finish his words, he was hit by an elbow in the abdomen: "Oh!"

Ge Xiu withdrew his arm without changing his face, and the smile on his lips deepened a bit: "—Some people just like to joke."

Cheng Xiao: "..."

He stared blankly at the two in front of him, his eyes wandering over them.

I don't know why... He always felt that there was an atmosphere between these two people that others couldn't get in the way.

It is a natural familiarity that will still be revealed inadvertently even if it does not need to be expressed.

There is always a smile on the young man's face.

That kind of faint, careless smile hangs on his lips, seems to be peaceful and friendly to everyone, and rarely expresses any overly sharp views and opinions, but no one can see through that faint smile and see him clearly. What are you thinking.

The depths of those dark eyes are always cold, as if they are separated from the whole world by a layer of diaphragm, they are alienated and indifferent to everything.

Coupled with his appearance, the almost intrusive face is extremely aggressive, just like gorgeous things are often poisonous, people will always subconsciously stay away from danger, even they themselves have not noticed it, but they will talk Instinctively keep a distance from contact, as if some primitive nature is quietly admonishing in the mind.

Before today, Cheng Xiao was actually not that sensitive about this aspect, at most it was just another vague feeling.

Although the young man in front of him still had a smile on his face and a calm expression on his face, he was inexplicably more energetic. The almost intimacy-like attitude was not expressed in his words, but infiltrated from the details, which made people suddenly wonder. Suddenly, I realized how different the attitude of the other party was when facing other people.

After being elbowed hard, the tall man obediently stopped talking.

His eyelashes drooped, his eyes were slightly dark, and there was an inexplicable sense of gentle indulgence in the dark and deep eyes.

The two stood together unexpectedly harmoniously.

Cheng Xiao couldn't hold back, and asked, "You... have known each other for a long time?"

Ge Xiu shrugged: "Almost."

"Is he also a player in this game?"

Gexiu paused for two seconds: "...you can say that."

Cheng Xiao widened his eyes slightly, and said with emotion: "Then it's a coincidence that you two met in the game!"

The man smiled slightly: "It's probably fate."

Gosho: "..."

He turned his head complicatedly and glanced at the man standing behind him with a normal face, lying and not taking a draft, took a deep breath, and decisively ended the current topic of no nutrition: "By the way, he has no place to live. Can I stay here for a while?"

Cheng Xiao nodded blankly: "It's okay..."

"But there is only one guest room," he scratched his head in embarrassment, "I don't know..."

I wonder if this gentleman would mind sleeping on the sofa.

However, before Cheng Xiao finished speaking, the man took over the conversation naturally: "It's okay, I can share a room with him."

His eyes were dark, his smile was gentle and shallow, as if he was very reasonable: "After all, we are guests, there is no need to embarrass the master."

Cheng Xiao was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Ge Xiu.

"..." Ge Xiu pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, "All right."

Cheng Xiao was taken aback in his heart.

Although the two were not very familiar, he subconsciously felt that Ge Xiu was not the kind of person who could casually let other people share the same room with him.

He actually agreed so easily...

For some reason, Cheng Xiao actually felt that the man's initial self-introduction had some authenticity.

He stepped aside and let the two walk in.

When the man passed by Cheng Xiao's side, a familiar cold breath passed by.

Cheng Xiao's nose itched slightly and he sneezed.

He rubbed his slightly red nose, looked up at the straight back of the man who had gone away, and inexplicably recalled the touch when he shook hands with him just now.

——Are normal people’s hands so cold?

This fleeting question flashed through Cheng Xiao's mind, so fast that he could hardly catch it.

He shook his head, brushed that thought out of his mind, and reached out to close the open door.

Cheng Xiao poured a glass of water for the two of them, and then sat on the sofa.

He took a sip of the warm water in his cup and asked, "How is it? Did the last copy go well?"

Ge Xiu nodded casually: "It's okay."

Cheng Xiao was a little nervous: "Are there many people who died?"

Ge Xiu recalled it carefully, and replied, "One."

Cheng Xiao was taken aback: "Only one?"

Although he didn't enter the game many times, but only one player died, even he knew that this kind of situation was rare.

Gexiu thought for a while: "But... To be precise, there should be two, right?"

If the dungeon boss is also counted.

"Two is not too much." Cheng Xiao breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that the difficulty of your last dungeon was not very difficult, and this game is a bit conscientious. After all, you were only given an hour of preparation time after the last dungeon. ..."

Gosho listened with a smile on his face, and nodded without saying a word.

At this moment, Cheng Xiao suddenly thought of something: "By the way, speaking of it, when will you start the next game?"

Ge Xiu lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist.

Unexpectedly, the time on the electronic dial seemed to be disturbed by electromagnetic interference, flashing non-stop, as if something went wrong.

Cheng Xiao came over and frowned: "...What's going on?"

The foreheads of the two people are very close together, as if they are about to touch each other

He was puzzled: "I have never seen a watch in this state..."

Just halfway through Cheng Xiao's words, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, and a creepy feeling of being targeted by a predator climbed up from his back. The sense of crisis trained in the copy immediately took effect, and he He raised his head suddenly, and met the man's dark eyes with unpredictable emotions.

Those eyes were dark, and there was no obvious emotional fluctuation, but it just made people's heart skip a beat.

Cheng Xiao stepped back subconsciously, putting distance between him and Ge Xiu.

The man casually withdrew his gaze, and stared down at the water glass in front of him.

Cheng Xiao shrunk his neck, the cold feeling was like a cold, slippery cold-blooded animal coiling around the back of his neck. Even though it had disappeared, the residual touch still made him feel chills in his heart.

At this time, Ge Xiu raised his head: "Okay."

Cheng Xiao's body leaning forward subconsciously froze slightly, he stopped abruptly, maintained that half-possessed posture and asked:

"how?"

Ge Xiu was unaware of the undercurrents in the living room.

He raised his wrist to show Cheng Xiao: "The number above is fixed, and the next copy will start in 22 hours."

I saw that the dial on his wrist finally no longer seemed to be disturbed by something, but was finally fixed on a number: 22:43

Cheng Xiao frowned.

Although the interval this time has indeed increased compared to the last time, it is still too short.

Generally speaking, a seven-day interval between the second and third dungeon is relatively normal, and it is only one day to re-enter the dungeon, which is simply exhausting tactics...

He looked up at Ge Xiu with some hesitation.

The young man in front of him had a calm face, and he seemed not at all frightened by the too short time on his watch, almost no different from the last time he saw his watch had only one hour left.

Ge Xiu stretched his body, yawned, and said lazily:

"In that case, there's still some time to rest—I'll take a shower and then go to sleep."

Cheng Xiao was a little confused: "Wait, wait, there is less than a day left, why don't you make any preparations?"

Gexiu stopped and turned to look at him:

"What preparations do you need?"

Cheng Xiao shook the mobile phone in his hand to him: "The time you entered the dungeon was too short before, I didn't have time to tell you, in fact, there is a forum among the players of this game, we usually exchange experience and exchange ideas in it." Items or team formation, I can pull you in later..."

"No need." Ge Xiu interrupted him.

"Why?" Cheng Xiao was taken aback.

Ge Xiu squinted at him: "Is there a high probability that the copy will appear repeatedly?"

Cheng Xiao hesitated for a moment: "There is a theory, but...the possibility is not great..."

"That's it." Ge Xiu turned around, walked towards the bathroom without stopping, and said slowly: "Anyway, it won't change anything after adding it, so why should I waste that time?" ?”

With a bang, the bathroom door closed.

The slender figure of the young man was also blocked behind him.

Only Cheng Xiao and that man were left in the room, and the atmosphere became stagnant in an instant.

Cheng Xiao suddenly felt a little restless.

As if pacing beside a sleeping beast, the uneasiness that seemed to rise from the depths of his soul made him feel like a thorn in his back.

But the other party obviously didn't think so.

The tall man sat relaxedly on the sofa, his slender legs crossed each other, his expression was indifferent and calm, his eyes were slightly downcast, but his eyes were always glued to the closed door.

Soon, the sound of dripping water came from the bathroom.

The man raised his eyelids, and his dark eyes casually glanced at Cheng Xiao who was sitting beside him.

Although he didn't say a word, Cheng Xiao couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

He hurriedly stood up, stammered a reason, and fled back to his room without looking back.

The door closed behind him.

The man's substantial sight and that cold and powerful aura were blocked by the door.

Cheng Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and his body relaxed slowly.

He was recovering now.

No, this is obviously his home!

Why does he act like a thief instead!

Cheng Xiao scratched his hair in frustration, sat down on the edge of the bed, turned on his phone casually, and entered the player's forum out of boredom.

A very conspicuous post floated on the front page.

It seems that it has just been published, but a tall building was built in a short time, with a bright red hot dotted behind it, which looks very conspicuous.

That headline is particularly horrifying:

"Do you believe that players can counter-kill the dungeon boss?"

The author has something to say: Anyway, I believe it