Holographic Online Game: Selling Meat for 33 Days

Facing himself in the mirror, who was dressed in jewels and jewels like a little Arabian prince, Wu Yaoyun frowned fiercely and cursed, "Stinky rascal! It's no different if you don't wear it!"

In the carved mirror, the upper body of the handsome young man is naked, and the entire shoulder is covered with a series of gorgeous necklaces. It seems to be large in size, but in fact, two red tassels are revealed in the gap, which is indescribably seductive and charming. The lower body is tied by a sapphire waist chain. The floor-length gauze skirt at the waist, the goose-yellow tulle is indistinct, and the various styles make people think about it.

Shen Wansan, who happened to be leaning on the sofa admiring the graceful figure of the mermaid, had an unexpectedly innocent expression after hearing the complaint, "Huh? Don't you like it? I think it's pretty good."

Wu Yaoyun spat in disgust, tore off the string of necklaces around his neck, slammed down hard on the ground and stomped hard, "Well, you look like a coquettish butt-selling outfit, you don't think it's embarrassing, I don't." !"

Shen Wansan nodded and laughed, "Well, it is indeed a..."

Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by the broken necklace flying towards the door in a daze. On mermaid equipment.

"This is the one that suits your combat attributes best, put it on, and don't take it off again!" Shen Wansan patted the armrest and stood up, sternly berating the final decision.

Wu Yaoyun was single and weak, so that every day should not be called ineffective, and he stomped his feet fiercely, so angry that he went crazy.

In fact, Wu Yaoyun is not really a good person to get along with. His professional ethics requires him to be gentle and polite, but in reality, there is no pretending to be a painted skin?Back then, his father was a shameless gambler, so he didn't learn much from Wu Yaoyun's exposure to him since he was a child. His wretched heart had already delayed Shen Wansan by 4.9 times. Dare to shake Shen Wansan's face face to face, no, on the way back to the capital of gods after leaving Bora Bora Island, he followed Shen Wansan [-] meters behind Shen Wansan, kicking stones and muttering reluctantly, "Huh, A man can bend and stretch...Young master is with you every day, and there are times when you look good!"

It can only be said that Wu Yaoyun was too narrow-minded, blinded by hatred, and ignored his master's rare tenderness.

Thinking of him, Shen Wansan, with a fast horse and a flying dragon in his hand, why bother to walk with a pet?Shen Wansan was afraid that the mermaid would not be able to bear it in the pet pen, and would be in a daze for a long time after they came out, so he temporarily softened his heart and chose such a thankless way.

It's a pity that the one who was taken care of didn't appreciate it at all, and followed behind with a fierce look in his eyes, wishing to use his eyes as a knife to make him happy.

It didn't take long to walk to the teleportation point, and once again arrived at the city of heroes, the capital of the gods. Wu Yaoyun's fragile heart was burned by the scorching sun, and his uncomfortable eyes were almost sweating.

In a daze, he stared at the stretches of snow-colored towering buildings, as if he had passed away, filled with emotion.

Deep in my memory, there was an evening when the night wind was slightly drunk and the stars were twinkling... In front of the statue, there was a couple of dogs and men... Oh no, dogs and men...

Memories of death or life, the intertwining of joy and resentment, the confrontation between people, the catalyzing and igniting of inexplicable emotions, nothing can be separated from this land of the Holy Spirit just like yesterday, and it is inseparable from this land of the Holy Spirit who is standing high above you. people of the world.

Shen Wansan is the chief culprit who created the disaster, an enemy that Wu Yaoyun should abandon like a shoe, but he is obviously an enemy, but it brings him too many strange thoughts, so that they are intertwined, and he himself is a little confused up.

Looking at the firm and unruly figure in front of her, Wu Yaoyun shook her hair and gave a wry smile.

Forget it, live under the fence, let's muddle along.

After returning to the legion's meeting room, Shen Wansan noticed that his pet seemed to be in a bad mood, and he was lazy and leaned against the verandah, just like a puppy suffering from heatstroke, he was listless and unwilling to move too much.

Seeing his dejected look that the whole world owed him, Shen Wansan became a little angry, not only angry, but also a bit of bitter grievance inside, he thought to himself that he was enough, and he tried his best to suppress the situation where he should get angry many times , he didn't want to be a mermaid again, but this arrogant little guy seemed to have no limit to his kindness, ignoring provocations again and again, which made Shen Wansan a headache, and for the first time felt like he was restrained.

"What's the matter?" Suppressing his displeasure, Shen Wansan pulled the chair beside the discussion table and sat down, asking.

It was the first time for Wu Yaoyun to enter the territory of the magnificent army. Although his body was too lazy to move, his eyeballs were still glancing around as if looking for something new. When he heard the master's question, he deliberately ignored it, but he didn't know whether it was because of his conscience or other reasons. , still can't bear it.So he pretended to glance at Shen Wansan absent-mindedly, then quickly turned his gaze away, "It's nothing, it's a bit boring."

The seventh game is Shen Wansan's fixed time to deal with legion affairs. At this time, he was flipping through the legion information page. He didn't have the time to think about Wu Yaoyun's answer during the time between dealing with affairs, so he continued to answer, "Well, I will take you later." Go out and play, brush up the copy."

Wu Yaoyun let out a muffled grunt, staring at the colorful portrait of the holy angel on the skylight.

There was silence in the hall, and there was no words for a while.

"Hey, Shen Wansan—" Wu Yaoyun couldn't bear the loneliness at last, Shen Wansan worked as seriously as a punctual clock, and he never slacked off. They were all counted, but Shen Wansan was still sitting there motionless like a clay sculpture.

"Let me go out and play, it's too boring." He begged.

Facing an enemy who wanted to smear his face, Wu Yaoyun's ability to endure for three hours was considered superhuman.

Shen Wansan was expressionless, thinking about some news. Hearing Wu Yaoyun's request, he even took three seconds to recover, "Huh? Oh, yes, let's go."

He had forgotten who he was talking to.

Wu Yaoyun was not happy anymore, he patted the table like a protest, and said: "Then you let me go out, the range of activity is only 5 meters, and it is still a few feet away from the gate, where can I play, here Hide and seek with you?"

A series of grumbles of dissatisfaction finally woke up Shen Wansan. He left the legion page and turned to look at the gloomy mermaid. After thinking for a while, he called up the page and modified the range of pet activities.

"It has been extended to 100 meters, you go." He turned his eyes back to the legion page again, and waved at Wu Yaoyun, as if seeing off a guest.

For no reason, Wu Yaoyun was upset by Shen Wansan's contemptuous gesture, glared at Shen Wansan resentfully, secretly picked his eyes and stuck out his tongue to make a grimace, Wu Yaoyun left the legion meeting hall in three steps.

The sky is so blue, the clouds are so white, and the flowers are so red.

Out of the gate of the conference hall, Wu Yaoyun raised his hand to cover his forehead, squinted his eyes and looked greedily at the bright sky that he had never cherished before—he couldn’t tell in his heart that he could return to heaven and earth as a human being. happy.

100 meters is not enough to go out of the city, and even half of the land belonging to the legion can't be visited. Although the conditions are poor, Wu Yaoyun still looks left and right, and feels that everything is very fresh.

The territory of the legion has inherited the beauty and charm of the capital of gods. The land without buildings and roads is covered with green grass and flowers. Wu Yaoyun who is letting the wind happily jumps to the middle of the lawn like a three-year-old child, squatting down to face a small path of ants. Looking at it with great interest.

Tired of watching, he lay down on his back, with his arms as a pillow, feeling the gentle summer breeze, basking in the sun happily.

Suddenly there was a shadow above.

"Who are you? I haven't seen you before, new here?" Suddenly, a voice interrupted his meditation.

If the prestige in the legion does not reach the fifth level, you are not allowed to enter the territory of the legion. This is a very common routine question, but the familiar voice makes Wu Yaoyun's heart skip a beat. Layers of spray.

——The owner of this voice, he knows even Turned into Ashes.

Heavy and emotionless, he spit out the three words on the tip of his tongue, "Hu Xueyan..."

Seeing this person voluntarily calling out his name, Hu Xueyan tilted his head, expressing his incomprehension, "Eh? Do you know me? But I don't remember you..."

These words pierced Wu Yaoyun's glass heart like a steel needle. Originally, the fact that he crossed the mermaid was already sad enough, but if these people reminded him back and forth intentionally or unintentionally, he would really go crazy.

Wu Yaoyun suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was like a sharp sword pointing straight at the person above, his originally contented expression was instantly as cold as ice, and his face was gloomy as if it was about to drip water.

However, the words suddenly changed when they reached the edge of their mouths, "You... What kind of rotten dress..."

Wu Yaoyun was startled by Hu Xueyan's beach look in big floral shorts and flip-flops, and forgot to ask the teacher for the crime, and blurted out words of surprise.

But Hu Xueyan didn't know Wu Yaoyun's status as a sex slave, so he didn't think much about it. He shrugged his shoulders normally, and said, "Hey, am I so attractive? You really know me."

The phrase "know me" brought Wu Yaoyun back to his senses quickly. He patted his forehead in dejection, sat up, and let out a strange dry sneer from his throat—yes, how could I not know you?You haven't cashed in the one hundred thousand cash owed to me to deliver the letter!

Just thinking about it, Wu Yaoyun felt so sad that he was about to bleed.

Hu Xueyan, if it weren't for you, would I have ended up in this miserable state of being played around with?If it weren't for you, would I not even be able to continue my own life?You keep saying that you remember me and that you will find me after the war, but in the end, where is my Huaye account?where? !

Have you ever looked for me?Have you really looked for me! ! !

Like the surge of a comet hitting the earth, Wu Yaoyun's mind spewed out all kinds of blame like a volcanic eruption, each of which turned into a cold light and sharp sword, piercing his repentant heart one after another.

He hates, he resents, but the hatred is unreasonable, and the resentment is powerless.

In fact, he also understands that this cannot be blamed on Hu Xueyan, but on himself if he wants to blame it. He was greedy for money and ruined his life every now and then.

In the end, he couldn't ask a single word of these accusations, he couldn't, and he didn't dare to reveal it, he didn't dare to let Shen Wansan know that there was a dirty soul that wanted his life hidden in the pet body that he tried so hard to please.

"Hu Xueyan... Hu Xueyan..." Wu Yaoyun murmured as if his mind was in disarray.

Hu Xueyan is even more strange, not because this young man has no name and no origin of the title of the Legion, but because he has a beautiful face that suits his appetite. Hu Xueyan loves beauty and loves it. His playboy work ethic.

"Hey, who brought you in? Is it from our legion? What is your occupation? How many levels are you? How about I take you to level up." He began to make friends with no morals.

Wu Yaoyun's neck seemed to be pressed by a heavy weight, and he shook his head heavily.

Seeing that the beauty looked depressed and refused to speak, there seemed to be a sadness that no one could understand in her brows and eyes, Hu Xueyan's racial talent of willing to please a beauty was activated, he sat beside Wu Yaoyun, and gently hugged his shoulder Patted, turned his head and said softly: "Why? What happened to be so unhappy, tell me, although my ability is average, there are still many things that can be solved by myself, trust me, huh?"

Wu Yaoyun didn't look up, only let out a dry heck.

Hu Xueyan is not happy about the beauty not giving face. Thinking of him as the richest man on the western front, which beauty is not rushing to curry favor, there are many people who come and go as soon as they are called, and he can't make a profit by coaxing people so patiently Faces are really rare.

This even aroused the rebellious mentality of classmate Hu Xiao. I saw that he firmly lifted Wu Yaoyun's pointed chin with one hand, and his pair of peach blossom eyes flickered with fascinating dream pheromones, "Tell me, maybe I will ..."

The words stopped abruptly, Hu Xueyan was taken aback, unable to continue.

The young man in front of him drew his brows slightly, his eyes were bright, his big eye sockets couldn't bear the pain like the thick fog in the distant mountains, they turned into tears and rolled down heavily, his nostrils moved, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his indescribable grief Silent expressive expression is even more lethal than trilling.

Hu Xueyan was stunned, panic-stricken, he didn't know what his words had caused the person in front of him to show a sad expression as if he had lost all hope, that kind of pain was real, and it was the true feelings that could only be glimpsed by those who really endured the pain.

Hu Xueyan's hands trembled, and he let go of Wu Yaoyun, with a embarrassed expression, not knowing what to say.

Just when he was at a loss, the tearful Wu Yaoyun spoke lightly——

"Your Majesty, do you still remember the flower master by the Daming Lake?"