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After a moment of silence, Yan Muzhi knocked over with a smile——

[Private Chat] You quietly said to Shibushiyiren: Thank you O(∩_∩)O~ Shibukiyiren didn’t reply, just kept blowing fireworks one by one in silence until Yan Muzhi’s screen was filled with fireworks .

There are a total of 99, and the splendid fireworks are all over the mountains and plains, making Yan Muzhi almost immersed in it.

Sometimes, this is why Yan Muzhi likes Jianxiao Jianghu.

Because it allows people to really indulge in it and temporarily forget all the trivial things in life.

You will meet all kinds of people. They appear in your life and on your screen. It is obviously a virtual world, but it makes people feel unparalleled temperature.

Until now, Yan Muzhi didn't know what Shibushayiren looked like, nor what his expression was in reality, but at least in the game, the fireworks were in full bloom, and he stood beside him from beginning to end.

The world is already boiling, and the announcement of the fireworks is almost swiping the screen. Naturally, the existence of the copy party is indispensable here——

[World] Gao Leng Xiaodao: Fuck the local tyrants, don't stop!

[World] Prosperous Moment: Damn local tyrants don't stop!

[World] The wind blows the flowers and cools the flowers: Damn the local tyrants don't stop!

[World] Looking back on the past: Damn local tyrants don't stop!

[World] Wood: Stop it, they are brothers and sisters!

[World] Qing Huanyin: Stop is brother and sister!

Yan Muzhi moved slightly, and fixed the focus on the swordsman opposite him accurately. He hesitated for a second, and then clicked on Qianqiu Mobei.

The most splendid fireworks in Jianxiao Jianghu also have the best name.

Among the flowers, Yan Muzhi let out a low cough, and knocked over a private chat——

[Private Chat] You quietly said to Shibushayiren: Thank you, Master.

Shibusha made a movement, and made a head-patting motion to Denghua Yuyue.

If it is in front of you, Yan Muzhi will definitely blow his hair, saying that you discriminate against short people!

But inexplicably, in such an atmosphere, all the tone became gentle, and all the emotions became extremely warm.

He didn't speak for the first time, and then watched the world become the world of copying the party again——

[World] Gao Leng Xiao Dao: It's actually a dog abuse, let's leave.

[World] Duplicating the party to carry the handle: It's actually a dog abuse, let's leave...

[World] Wood: As a bearer, can you keep the formation!

Yan Muzhi looked at the world full of chatter, and smiled at the ten-step killer: "Master, are you going to play?"

"Arena?" Ten Steps Killed One asked.

Yan Muzhi thought for a while, left and right to relax, the arena is really the best place, so he rushed directly to the main city without saying a word.

The two played in the arena all night, Yan Muzhi straightened his waist and glanced at the time, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

The arena is closed, and the lead NPC no longer allows any players to enter the arena.

I don't know why, playing the arena with Shibushayiren, Yan Muzhi just felt extremely happy.

This is a feeling that I didn’t have at all when I was with Xia Geometric. It’s not a technical problem, but a matter of eye contact. To put it nicely, it’s called brain wave communication. Once you don’t play well, it’s a tragedy. You go east and I go west , There is no need to part ways at all, even if you want to go back and support.

When I was with Xia Geometry, even if I sat together and played black, there would be problems, but it was different from killing one person in ten steps. He seemed to be in tune with himself.

The sword light instantly shrouded in danger tightly wrapped Denghua Yuyue in it.

To be honest, the swordsman doesn't have any invincible skills, but as long as Shibushayi has this sword in his hand, he has never let Deng Huayuyue fall first.

Like a real swordsman, Yan Muzhi thought.

[Private chat] You quietly said to Shibushayi: Master, please hug your thigh!

[Closer Chat] Shibusha patted [Denghuayuyue] lightly on the head.

Yan Muzhi smiled, as if he could see the person on the other side of the screen.

wait wait wait……

Even though the person on the other side of the screen is Xia Geometric's roommate, yes, the head-patting action between the two of them is not right!

Yan Muzhi was taken aback by his own thoughts, and Deng Huayuyue on the screen jumped back a step along with this movement.

Killing one person in ten steps is still in place, but Denghua Yuyue has pulled the distance away.

After a long silence, Yan Muzhi tapped a few words——

[Private chat] You quietly said to Shibushayi: Master, it's a bit late.I will get offline.

[Private chat] One person who killed ten steps quietly said to you: Enhao, good night and sweet dreams.

Yan Muzhi looked at the little loli bouncing up and down on the screen, and hit the exit button cruelly.

The world of the game disappeared, and Yan Muzhi lay down on his back.

That night, he admitted that he had a good time relaxing.

The innate sense of tacit understanding between him and Shibushayiren is really good.

And the fireworks all over the mountains and plains seem to be real, making people feel very appropriate and warm in the bottom of their hearts.

Sometimes many people always say, don't be fascinated by the illusory things in the game. Yan Mozhi knows that those fireworks are just strings of data in the hands of data personnel. They come from the creativity of the planning team and the design of the art team. The technical team will turn it into a 20 yuan fireworks in the game.

However, in some specific atmospheres, they can bloom with unparalleled temperatures.

Yan Muzhi closed his eyes and smiled slightly.

He thought, killing one person in ten steps is a good person, and it is better not to hide it in front of such a person.

Thinking of this, he knocked on Xia Geometric's door.

As expected, Xia Geometric didn't sleep, lying on the bed listlessly reading novels on his mobile phone, he asked, "What's the matter, are you lonely and sleepless late at night?"

Yan Muzhi was speechless: "Have you been single for too long?"

"You want to introduce me? Then I want a sweet, petite, cute and cute girl, just a little younger than me!" Xia Gee's eyes widened, looking very cute.

"Fuck off, I'll keep someone like that, how can I get your turn?" Yan Muzhi said angrily.

Xia Geometric seemed to be taken aback, staring at Yan Muzhi for a few seconds: "You still have to think about it?"

...Where do you start with this?

Yan Muzhi narrowed his eyes: "Xia Geometric, are you sleepy and stupid?"

Xia Geometric seemed to be choked up: "I... no, forget it."

Yan Muzhi didn't intend to let him go: "Do you know something?"

Xia Geometric's expression seemed to be about to cry in the next second: "I didn't."

"Say it?" Yan Muzhi frowned.

"Tell me, I..." Xia Gee was silent for a second: "My roommate already knows that you are a man."

what?

Yan Muzhi was stunned.

Killing a person in ten steps knows that he is a man?

Then the fireworks just now, and the tacit understanding from the heart...

Yan Muzhi frowned and asked, "When did you tell me?"

"Just now, I was oppressed by him..." Xia Geometric's eyes rolled, obviously thinking about something, but unfortunately, Yan Muzhi was thinking about other things and didn't have time to think at all.

If it was just now, then the ambiguous atmosphere that seemed to exist at that time might be true.

But now what?

Disappointment, or anger?

Or it doesn't matter?

Yan Muzhi wholeheartedly hopes to be the last one, and it is his fault to conceal it. If ten steps to kill one person can be forgiven, he will try his best to make up for it.

He wants to cherish this master.

Yan Muzhi was about to say something when he heard a ding-dong on his phone, and he clicked on it to see a text message from Bai Yuyuan: "Are you free tomorrow?"

Yan Mu was stunned, before he thought of a reply, Bai Yuyuan sent another message: "If you are free, let's have lunch together."

After another minute, this text message became particularly short: "Good night, go to bed early."

Yan Muzhi's heart was in a mess, and he obviously didn't reply!

Why does he know I haven't slept yet!