Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The player counter-kills the dungeon boss?

How can it be?

Cheng Xiao frowned, and entered in doubt.

Apparently, all the replies scoffed at the lurid headline.

"What's the host's dream? Don't just know how to mislead newcomers with rhythm, okay?"

"I'm sick. I've been fantasizing about killing the boss. If you have the skills, try to fight back. The grass on your grave will be 1.8 meters high in the Qingming Festival next year."

"It's really amazing. No one cares about the real dry post next door, but this sensational post is floating on the homepage. You don't bother me, but @moderator? The moderator is out to work."

"Row. Stop daydreaming, everyone. If you don't know if you can survive the next dungeon, come out and act like a demon. There's no end to it."

Cheng Xiao sneered inwardly as he flipped through the webpage.

To be honest, when he first entered this game, he also fantasized about whether he could earn points to exchange for props, unlock gene locks, upgrade and become stronger like in those novels on the Internet, but the reality gave him His heavy blow - the first thing the senior person who kindly reminded him told him was: Don't think about it, these are impossible to happen.

As long as it is in the dungeon, the boss of the dungeon is the absolute ruler, it can kill the player in ten thousand ways, but the player can't cause any harm to them.

Anti-killing in novels only exists in novels, and in the real world there is only lingering and struggling to survive.

The only way to survive in this cruel and abnormal world is to play the game according to the rules.

Puzzles, dice, hide-and-seek, role-playing, or just simply living long enough.

Cheng Xiao shook his head.

Judging by the logo on the head of the person who posted this post, he should not be a newcomer, but he still posts this kind of post. I don't know if it is intentional fishing, or if it is really stupid.

——I just didn’t know that this post would be so high.

This thought flashed through Cheng Xiao's mind.

But he didn't want to go any further.

Just as he was about to close this post, a reply suddenly appeared under his thumb:

"A secret sign? A good-looking man?"

Cheng Xiao was taken aback.

The ID of this post is familiar to him. It is a senior person next door who has posted a lot of dry goods. He is also a little famous in the forum.

This... what's going on?

Cheng Xiao was at a loss.

He then scrolled down and found that other players had exactly the same psychological process as his own, and a series of neatly arranged "fucking slots" swiped the screen below:

"really?"

"Boss, don't make such jokes with us!"

"Have you been hacked?"

"?? What nonsense is being said upstairs, how could this forum be hacked."

Indeed it is.

Cheng Xiao continued to scroll down and found that the person who posted the post replied: "Yes! Are you also a survival checkpoint?"

The boss ID has not responded yet, but another ID that also appears frequently in the forum has appeared below.

It replied: "I am a survival checkpoint. I prove that what the poster said is not exaggerated at all, but if there is a false statement, I will screw my head off and give it to the whole forum to kick."

——Cheng Xiao now knows why this post was upvoted so highly.

After this reply appeared, the whole post was boiled instantly, and the number of floors increased crazily with the number of refreshes.

Cheng Xiao turned his hands a little sore, and he didn't turn to the end of the post.

He watched the players in the building discussing the possibility in full swing, or questioning the truth of the matter, or guessing that this situation happened under such circumstances, but more people are still guessing what happened in the conversation That connection code, that "good looking guy".

Who is he, what is he, and how did he do it.

Of course, there are also some players who misrepresent the topic—how good-looking this player is, so that the straight-male science post bosses use this feature as a connection code.

What's even more unbelievable is that the third player was actually fished out through such an abstract code.

——It’s not that we don’t believe it, it’s just that we all want to open our eyes.

Finally, Cheng Xiao turned to the bottom, and saw the boss reply to the player who just popped up and swore:

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."

Immediately afterwards, he replied to the host on the next floor: "I am looking for a prop level."

Wait... looking for props?

Cheng Xiao was taken aback for a moment.

However, before he could react, his fingertips slid down unconsciously, and then, a blank space replaced the lively discussion just now, and a system prompt above looked extremely glaring:

"This post has been deleted"

Cheng Xiao stared blankly at the blank mobile phone screen, and his brain still couldn't turn around.

The game level of finding items is indeed not uncommon.

However, "good-looking man"...

Good to see that level, he really only saw one.

Indeed, as long as one thinks of the word good-looking, the face that seems to be carefully carved by the creator will emerge from the mind, and it has almost become an instinctive association, as if after seeing this face, other people have already seen it. It's hard to deserve the compliment of good looks.

Moreover, the first time they met was also in an item-finding level...

Is this... a coincidence?

Cheng Xiao squeezed the phone, thinking a little uncertainly.

Impossible, that character in the forum, let's take a bath in his own bathroom now...

It can't be such a coincidence! !

In the bathroom, the sound of dripping water stopped.

Ge Xiu turned off the tap and came to the sink.

He raised his hand and wiped away the mirror covered with a layer of water mist.

On the hazy and smooth surface, the slightly blurred face of the youth is reflected.

In the mist of water, the pair of dark eyes are extremely clear and far away, like cold metal soaked in mercury, appearing silent and silent under the light.

Ge Xiu wiped his face and lowered his eyes.

From the very first dungeon, there was a question that has always haunted him.

Why can't I see [him]?

He can distinguish all the supernatural props from other items at a glance, but only the rose handed to him by the other party, Ge Xiu has not noticed the problem from the beginning. To be precise, the rose Flowers, in his eyes, are no different from ordinary roses.

Gosho is able to see all ghosts.

In the final analysis, they are all supernatural energy bodies. Whether they hide their bodies or pretend to be ordinary people, they can't hide in Ge Xiu's eyes.

However, that man was completely different.

If Ge Xiu hadn't noticed that the old woman's expression changed the moment she touched him, he wouldn't even have become suspicious, and he wouldn't have found that the other woman was quietly following him like this, until he did some tricks to get rid of her. The opponent burst out from the invisible state.

And when entering the ancestral hall, due to the sudden drop in temperature, Ge Xiu didn't realize that the other party didn't follow him into it.

Although he wasn't afraid of the things he might face in the ancestral hall, his own ignorance made him feel extremely puzzling.

Gexiu now knows that the entire world is constructed by the other party's spiritual power, but even so, the entire framework is based on reality, and the existence projected by the other party into the world must also be an energy body, but why can't he see it? where?

Gosho walked out of the bathroom.

The steaming water vapor followed his figure and diffused out, and a moist aroma of citrus and grass spread in the room.

The living room is brightly lit, with golden sunlight pouring in through the windows, making it appear ethereal and clear, yet too quiet.

Ge Xiu glanced around the living room.

Not only was Cheng Xiao gone, but another figure he cared more about was also absent.

The living room was empty.

He frowned slightly.

However, before he could do anything, he felt a pair of cold hands wrap around his waist from behind, and another body pressed against him immediately.

Gosho was taken aback.

He barely restrained his subconscious impulse to fight back, tilted his head slightly, and said angrily, "Are you naive?"

Immediately afterwards, Gexiu felt a slight weight on his shoulders.

The man's jaw was raised:

"Not childish."

The water droplets slipped from the wet black hair, stayed for a moment at the wet ends, and then fell on Gosho's shoulders, leaving 01:30 transparent dark water stains on the white fabric.

The man's gaze followed the drop of water, his eyes darkened slightly.

Gosho made two hits:

"Let go."

The man tightened his arms reluctantly, turned his head slightly, buried the tip of his high nose into the young man's steamy black hair, sniffed it, and muttered in a low voice:

"It smells good."

"..." Gexiu took a deep breath, and with an impeccable smile on his face, he said in a word: "I will convey your praise of his shampoo to Cheng Xiao."

man:"……"

At this moment, there was a sudden "squeak" not far in front of him.

Ge Xiu raised his eyes, and met Cheng Xiao who came out of the room.

After hearing the sound of running water in the bathroom stop, Cheng Xiao finally decided to come out and ask himself after a few minutes of mental construction.

——He really didn't expect to see the scene in front of him.

Cheng Xiao was dumbfounded, his brain and expression seemed to be frozen. It took him a long time to finally wake up like a dream. He backed away suddenly as if his tail had been stepped on, his whole face flushed suddenly, and he stammered:

"Sorry to bother you!"

"Wait……"

Before Gexiu could say the next word, he heard a loud "kuang" from not far away.

The door slammed shut before his eyes.

Under the clear sunlight, one could almost see the flying dust brought up by the closed door.

Gosho: "..."

The chest against his back was cold and firm, and the arms around his waist were still as firm as Mount Tai.

The two stood one behind the other, their bodies almost touching each other.

Not to mention that Ge Xiu had just come out of the shower, and his clothes were only loosely draped, revealing a large area of ​​dazzling white skin and a clear and straight collarbone under the wide-open neckline. It has become almost transparent. Under the sun, the white shirt and fair skin hardly have a big color difference. At first glance, it looks even more special...

pornography.

Ge Xiu looked down at his current posture with the other party, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes forcefully.

always feel...

Either way, I can't explain it now.

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Cheng Xiao: ...? ? ?