Qin trace and sword shadow [online game]

Fu Lin calculated the distance and time in advance, and the group arena didn't start until seven o'clock. In theory, they should have plenty of free time.

But when they came out of IKEA after shopping at [-]:[-], the two of them walked to the door and were dumbfounded at the same time.

The weather changed as it said, and it rained heavily outside at some point.

The man deceived by the weather forecast looked at each other without an umbrella.

"I'm going home before seven o'clock..." Fu Lin murmured, his heart fluttering.

"Let me call a taxi..." Qu Yan felt ashamed and acted immediately.

When it rains, the taxi business is always particularly hot.Fu Lin and Qu Yan stood in the rain for half an hour without waiting for an empty car.

As time went by, Fu Lin frowned more and more tightly.He used his hands to shave his wet forehead back. Once he became agitated, his movements were a little rough.

Qu Yan looked at him with a guilty conscience, afraid that he couldn't help but lose his temper.

"Uh, it's not an option to wait like this, why don't we take the subway back?"

"...Hmm." Fu Lin thought for a while, and that's all there is to it.

The two of them took the bus for two stops and walked a long way in the rain carrying very heavy things before arriving at the nearest subway station.It was just after seven o'clock when Fu Lin finally arrived downstairs at Wen Jingyao's house.Fu Lin rushed into the house at a speed of [-] meters.

Fortunately, Wen Jingyao didn't come back, and the house was very quiet.

Fu Lin couldn't care about anything else, he didn't have time to change into his wet clothes, and he didn't care about the rainy and cold weather, so he pulled a towel and wiped his face before logging into the game.

In the game, Lei Ze has been waiting for the opponent to appear on the game map.

After 5 minutes of the 3-minute preparation time, the field on the other side was still empty.

If Fu Lin does not come after the preparation time is over, the system will judge that Lei Ze won without a fight.

"What happened to the sixth son this time?"

Unexpectedly, something went wrong when it came to the end, and the relatives and friends in the audience were a little shocked.

"Could he be cursed by the god of fate again?" Vitamin looked at the empty arena on the left, rubbed his eyes, and told the past history in a sad tone, "Ling Guang, male, Shanhe Online's tragic figure of the year. Entered the group arena six times In the finals, I was absent twice because of accidents, once the power went out and the connection was disconnected, and I lost for no reason twice... This time, I disappeared before the finals again."

There are only ten seconds left before the start of the game.Just when everyone thought that Fu Lin would be absent, Ling Guang, the number one swordsman of the past, suddenly appeared on the field.

Life is full of surprises!Vitamin's eyes lit up, and he applauded vigorously: "Great! Lao Liu did not die unexpectedly!"

Luo Huaqing next to him couldn't care less about complaining, he used idioms indiscriminately, and his eyes fell directly on the sword in the hand of the first swordsman.

"It doesn't seem right? Brother, take a look."

"What's wrong?"

"Hmm..." Qing Hualuo, who had sharp eyes, obviously noticed it too, "What on earth is Sixth Brother thinking?"

"What are you talking about? What's wrong with the sixth child?" Vitamin didn't see anything, only felt that the two brothers were playing tricks, which was inexplicable.

Fu Lin stepped onto the game at the last line of death.As soon as he went online, he was directly teleported into the arena, and received a prompt from the system "[-] seconds countdown to the start of the war".

Only ten seconds away... He let out a small sigh of relief.

After a period of turmoil, they finally caught up.He already has a sufficient tactical simulation in his heart, as long as he doesn't miss this opportunity, even if he loses 5 minutes of preparation time, it doesn't matter to him.

Fu Lin is very familiar with Lei Ze's PK routines, no matter what tricks the opponent plays, they can't get out of his Wuzhishan.

In the blink of an eye, the game begins.

Lei Ze's opening move was still nothing new, trying to knock down his opponent, but was easily dodged by Fu Lin who had seen through his intentions in advance.

Quickly adjusted his breathing and entered the state, Fu Lin counterattacked Lei Ze with his backhand!

what……

my clothes……?

"..."

Fu Lin seems to have made a "surprising" discovery.An ominous premonition overwhelmed him in an instant, and his heart turned cold.

He understood what he had done wrong.

Let's turn our memory back to yesterday——

Last night, Fu Lin took the mud to upgrade the dungeon.After a few rounds, I felt tired and went offline directly.The next day, Fu Lin was sent to the arena as soon as he went online, and he started fighting Lei Ze before he had time to prepare.

and so……

Therefore, he has not had time to change equipment.

He was still wearing the PVE outfit he used to brush up the dungeon last night.

Equipment cannot be changed during battle.

Vitamin also finally found out what went wrong, and couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy: "God's will tricks people, Ling Guang is great."

Silent Rain tried his best to hide his smile with a serious expression: "Although this is very unkind to Lao Liu, why do I still want to laugh..."

Luohuaqing: "Same."

Love falls: "Same."

Qixian: "Same!"

"hahahahahahahahaha!"

"LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL……"

Everyone finally couldn't bear it anymore.

PVE equipment has high attack and low survivability, and has many numerical differences from PVP-specific equipment. It is not suitable for PK, and it is good if it is not directly killed by the opponent.

No, Fu Lin ate a trick of Hanmang Yingxue with the damage reduction turned on, and the low health warning sound immediately sounded.

Lei Ze is well equipped, has rough skin and thick flesh, and is a difficult opponent in itself.

Relying on his own high dodge and divine positioning, Fu Lin gave away all his survival skills and used a little blood to forcefully knocked out two-thirds of Lei Ze's blood.

Two-thirds is the limit of what he can do.The championship title, which is close at hand, is destined to slip away ruthlessly from his hands again.Why do things that are clearly within reach, fail again and again and become out of reach?

Everyone on the stage watched Fu Lin's dying struggle with great interest.While the bad taste is fully satisfied, I don’t forget to praise "the sixth child is really good", "if it was someone else, he would have given up struggling in a desperate situation, but he still rose up to resist" and so on.When the game ended and Fu Lin stood in front of them with a disheveled face, a group of unscrupulous people laughed again and again.

"Hahahaha, what do you think, Sixth! Wear a dungeon outfit to fight the boss! Are you looking down on the boss?"

"I took someone to refresh the book last night. I entered the battle as soon as I came up today, and I can't change equipment." Fu Lin explained in a low voice.

"Hahahahahahaha, you are really lucky!" Everyone in the management burst into another round of wild laughter.

"I said the sixth... You should go to the temple next year to grab a stick of incense. I heard that it can improve your luck..." Vitamin laughed the most exaggeratedly, and was a little out of breath when speaking.

"Hehe." Fu Lin shrugged with a smile on his face.

Silenced Yu was the first to notice that Fu Lin was in a bad mood, so he quickly sat upright, poked the people around him with his hand, and signaled them to stop laughing.

There was no expression on Fu Lin's face at all.The self-deprecating smile after losing the game in the past is completely gone, and even the eyes are very cold.

"Uh... Sixth?"

If you look closely, you can see an invisible low air pressure entrenched above your head.Seems to be really angry.

A few giggling people stopped joking and tried to change the direction of the wind.Doing things has never been a matter of priority, and he also tried to comfort Fu Lin in a way he was not good at: "Lao Liu, we will take turns to remind you to prepare before the next game... Next time, next time, it will be fine."

Silent Rain immediately chimed in: "Yeah, next time you will be successful, I am willing to share my character with you!"

Before Fu Lin could reply, another pleasant voice interrupted abruptly——

"Tonight's sixth aunt really impressed me. I thought he had used up all the unimaginable reasons for failure. I didn't expect that he could come up with such an ingenious way to give me the championship. Then I will bluntly say Accept it! Hahahahaha."

"..." As soon as everyone heard Lei Ze's heartless tone, they knew something bad was going to happen.

Silent Rain really wanted to rush up and seal his mouth.

Lei Ze completely ignored the winks from the people around him, immersed in the joy brought to him by this unexpected victory.

"Since the opening of the arena, this is the fifth championship won in the past year. How many times have the group arena been held in total? Thirteen?... Haha, it's great that I am older than the previous year."

Fu Lin was silent, and the others were also silent.

Lei Ze patted Fu Lin's shoulder vigorously, and said with a teasing smile: "Aunt Liu, why don't you ask for leave before the start of the ring next time, don't go anywhere, don't even attend class, oh, you have to contact the property management in advance Find out if there will be a power outage or something... Hahaha..."

Are you still going "hahaha"?

Not only Fu Lin's face was ugly, but the faces of other people were also ugly.Silent Yu finally couldn't help pulling Lei Ze away: "That's all right, all right, don't get cheap and act like a good boy."

"Hey, where is it?"

"..."

The strings in Fu Lin's mind were about to break.He took a deep breath, trying to calm down his restlessness.

He desperately told himself that it was just a game and not too concerned about winning or losing.In front of him are all his best friends in Shanhe Online, and he must never be angry with them.But the unreconciled and aggrieved feeling in my heart surged uncontrollably like a tide, about to drown out the remaining rationality.

Lei Ze's smiling face was too dazzling.

Whether it was breaking the ice to join the club before, or losing the champion who was close at hand, nothing went well in the game recently.

Does Lei Ze really not know that he is in a bad mood?Entered the finals six times, failed all six times, and always lost for no reason. If it was him, Lei Ze, would he be able to face all kinds of ridicules calmly?

Fu Lin was in a bad mood, so he quit the game without saying a word, and didn't want to talk to anyone anymore.

He walked out of the room and circled back and forth in the living room a few times, trying to calm down his anxiety.

Suddenly I heard the sound of a key being inserted into the door lock.

Wen Jingyao is back.

Fu Lin stood by the sofa and looked back at the door, while Wen Jingyao looked towards the sofa from the door.

Wide-eyed and small-eyed.For some reason, the two looked at each other strangely for half a minute, but neither of them spoke.

Until Wen Jingyao said, "I haven't eaten yet."

Fu Lin: "..."

"Have you cooked yet?"

For Wen Jingyao, the level of observing words and expressions is basically negative.Fu Lin frowned and thought, dare I be the full-time nanny of this family in your heart?Cooking is my duty?

After losing the game, his temper was grumpy, and Fu Lin forgot to be gentle in front of the opponent for a while, and replied quite angrily:

"No time to cook."

This sentence popped out from between the teeth, with a heavy tone.

Wen Jingyao was surprised by his manner of speaking, he was slightly taken aback, and replied with one word: "Oh."

"..." Fu Lin was instantly discouraged.

Wen Jingyao bent down to change his slippers, and went straight into the kitchen.

After a while, he thought of something and poked his head out again, and said lightly: "You change your clothes, don't catch a cold."

Fu Lin choked a little, and looked down at himself.

Wet clothes from the rain before were still on.After rushing back to play the game, there was no time to change, and then he just got sullen, and was reminded by Wen Jingyao, only then did he realize how uncomfortable it was to be wrapped in wet cloth.

He raised his hand and grabbed a handful of hair, which was also damp, and his hairstyle was probably messed up right now.

With a miserable appearance, it's no wonder that Wen Jingyao froze at the door as soon as he got home.

What the hell are you doing...

Fu Lin laughed at himself and tapped his sore temple.

Running around in the rain like an idiot, losing games like an idiot, getting mad at Rezer like an idiot, taking it out on people like an idiot.

Obviously it's just a game, no matter whether you win or lose, it has nothing to do with reality.Just now, he couldn't control his anger at Wen Jingyao, how stupid.

In front of the owner of this house, Fu Lin has always shown his gentle and kind side, covering up other sharp places.All this is just to make a good impression on the other party.

Of course, there will always be times when the superficial gentleness and innocence cannot cover up negative emotions.Just like today, as soon as his temper came up, he radiated black air towards completely irrelevant people... I don't know how Wen Jingyao would feel about his unknown fire.

Fu Lin went back to the room a little depressed, changed into dry and warm pajamas, and thought about apologizing to the other party.After all, he was the one who first proposed to make dinner, and he was the one who broke the contract today because he was in a bad mood.

Wen Jingyao went out and saw that Wen Jingyao was sitting quietly at the dining table with two bowls in front of him.

Fu Lin smelled a familiar smell.Uniform Laotan Beef Noodles with Sauerkraut.

Wen Jingyao looked up at him, pushed the other bowl towards him, and said, "This is for you."

"..."

The words of apology were clearly on the lips, but Fu Lin couldn't say a word.

"Eat."

Wen Jingyao's tone was as calm as ever.He didn't look angry at the previous sentence, nor did he have any intention of questioning him.

An inexplicable feeling came to his heart, and Fu Lin lowered his eyes.

Who said that Wen Jingyao is an alien who does not eat fireworks?This person is obviously satisfied physically and mentally after eating a meal, and his eyes light up whenever he sees sweet and sour fish.Who said that Wen Jingyao is completely ignorant of the world?Not only did this person know that he didn't have dinner, but he would cook an extra bowl of instant noodles for him.

Fu Lin sat down across the table and picked up his chopsticks.

A warm aroma hits the nostrils.

This bowl of noodles was a bit hard boiled, and there was no side dish.

But this is still the best bowl of instant noodles that Fu Lin has ever eaten.