Be a heartthrob in the Shura field

7.0

Tan Yu raised his eyes and walked to the door.

Seeing that Fu Lanbo's eyes were gloomy, he was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"fine."

"Everyone is here?"

"It's all here... There are some things that need to be planned to tell you."

Fu Lanbo was silent for a while before answering.

The final ending of the NPC is not mentioned in the dungeon rules.

Perhaps when they enter the next instance, Tan Yu will disappear like smoke, erase their memories, and return to the prison world to start accepting a new batch of players... day after day.

Fu Lanbo walked out with him, observing the other party without any trace.

Tan Yu was lowering his head to wipe his own underwear, his pale hands stroked the black metal, and then a milky white button on the neckline that had not been fastened in its place.The shirt belonged to someone else, it didn't fit well, and the neckline was wide, revealing a white collarbone.

If only he was a player.

Fu Lanbo couldn't help feeling somewhat regretful.

The audience in the system live broadcast room also had similar thoughts with him and were muttering.

——Instance NPC, what a pity.

——I took a lot of pictures~

—Why doesn't he whip you yet? (

——When the up master met this warden NPC, he couldn't walk, right? In fact, I also...

—Whoo he is so pretty, why does a horror game pinch such a pretty face? Damn it.

—Maybe he is also a player?

——It’s true that the players have already formed a team, alas, I hope they don’t fight.

——Is he going to disappear, don't wow.

——How to keep NPCs in the game, does anyone know, can krypton gold work?

"By the way, I forgot to tell you before," Tan Yu suddenly turned around, thinking, "I'm also a player."

Fu Lanbo was stunned for a moment.There was a ripple in the barrage.

His first reaction was that he would be able to see Tan Yu again in the future.

But why did Tan Yu hide his identity?

"Are you going to enter the next dungeon?" Tan Yu looked at him with a calm expression, without any intention of explaining, "Now?"

Fu Lanbo stared at his calm face, and replied thoughtfully: "Yes, the time is coming."

"Sorry, I delayed entering the dungeon because of my business."

Tan Yu said.

Wu Yao, who was walking behind them, also heard the conversation, and his footsteps were nailed to the floor.

Tan Yu saw the surprise of the two of them, turned his face to them and said carefully: "I should have told you before, but that kind of environment is very dangerous...and I am used to being alone."

This reason is ambiguous, and it cannot be said to be inappropriate or weird. After all, there are never many lone ranger players in the game.

Tan Yu saw that they were silent, but he didn't ask any questions, guessing that they were doubting him to some extent.

It doesn't matter to Tan Yu.

He lowered his eyebrows, stepped into the only hall in the cabin, and saw Zhou Shu and the white-haired man who hurried in from another door.

With the addition of him, Fu Lanbo, and Fifth Yao, the main characters in the original work are complete.

Zhou Shu opened those big and bright eyes and looked at him with pity: "Is it better? You look very bad."

"It's okay. It's just that the player's recovery ability is slow, which is a bit troublesome."

After Tan Yu finished speaking casually, he sat down beside her.

"Are you a player? I always thought you were an NPC..."

Zhou Shu was surprised.

He responded, and immediately a man with short silver hair walked beside him. Before he could raise his head to look at Charlie, the other person had already bent down and hugged him.

The man's movements were very light, his arms just wrapped around him, caressing his back, as if touching a handful of feathers.

"I went to fly the spaceship today, and I have been worrying about your condition in my mind. There is no treatment cabin in this spaceship, so I can only give you medicine... I am relieved to see that you are recovering."

The warm air caressed his earlobe, and Charlie's lips almost touched his earlobe, and then changed into an inexplicable tone: "So you are a player... That's great, I really very happy."

Why are you happy?

Tan Yu never understood Charlie's strange speech.

Charlie didn't mind his indifference, and smoothed a bunch of curled black hair on top of his hair, a very intimate gesture.

As soon as he heard Tan Yu claiming to be a player, he became excited, and his green eyes were filled with nervous interest.

In front of Fu Lanbo and Fifth Yao, the white-haired man lowered his head, rubbed Tan Yu's side face with his fingertips, and hooked his chin as if stroking a cat.

Tan Yu moved his hand away impatiently, but was held back.

"Isn't Fu Lanbo touching your face like this before? Why can't you come here because he is your subordinate?" Zha Liran's hands were warm and strong, and when he saw Fu Lanbo approaching, , gently rubbed Tan Yu's palm with his fingertips, leaned closer to his ear and said, "Your old friend is here, are you driving me away, sir?"

"You're annoying... stay away from me."

Talk about depressed eyebrows slightly frown.

He was still injured, his face was pale, and he only frowned when he was angry, like a sick Xi Shi.

Although Tan Yu's blue eyes were cold and he looked at Zha Liran unexpectedly, but the latter felt as if he had been scratched by a cat he coveted.

Strangely cute.he thinks.

Now even the viewers in the live broadcast room that Cha Liran was bound to couldn't stand it anymore.

——Bai Mao is pissed again because of the beauty

——It’s so astringent to the touch~

——It's almost done, that is, the warden beauty is sick and doesn't have a whip at hand, otherwise you have already been whipped!

——Let me Kangkang beauty train the dog, Modo Modo

——When did you eat the vinegar, I don’t remember

——It's time to review the third episode "The Warden and His Male Subordinates"

——Wait a minute, if Tan Yu is a player, he should also be bound to the live broadcast room, which platform is he on?

——Let me check it out, the player's live broadcast room is forced to open, it's impossible that no one has seen him, right?

——I have already asked in the forum to see if there is any news

— Strange, I've never seen him before... There are only a few dozen closed beta players in total, could it be the first batch?

Charlie sneered, straightened up and sat on the other side, and said, "All right."

Fu Lanbo approached the two of them, her eyes under the lens glanced at the mysterious boy sitting on the sofa, she lowered her eyes and said to him: "Yesterday we discussed the next copy that may be drawn, since you are a player, you Binding to me and others."

It means that Tan Yu also needs to participate in the next dungeon.

Tan Yu asked him, "Start drawing lots now?"

He recalled the plot described in the original book, they were unlucky, and what they got was a copy of the magical seaside.

At this time, there was already a black turntable on the table, the pointer was red, and there were no scales or area boundaries, only a few white Arabic numerals, like a square hour hand.

"Who's going to go up and draw lots?"

Charlie looked at the turntable with great interest.

Tan Yu was also interested, he propped his chin, leaned over to look at the turntable, and said, "Me?"

"what ever."

Fifth Yao glanced at him.

The rest of the people had no objection at all, and watched the young man turn the dial with bated breath. He was wearing a light blue striped shirt, which was Wu Yao's military service, and it looked like oversized clothes on him, with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. A piece of jade white thin arm was exposed.

The few men present all looked at his hands and the slender eyelashes that drooped when the boy lowered his head.

When Tan Yu's index finger touched the turntable, it suddenly seemed as if a fire was lit, a black flame shot out, and the chassis turned rapidly.

When the turntable stopped, the lacquered red pointer pointed to the number 6.

"Which dungeon is Six?" Zha Liran asked.

Fu Lanbo: "Sea God."

Zhou Shu's expression froze: "This dungeon is very troublesome."

Tan Yu listened to their conversation and collected information, but did not participate.

Now that he opened his mouth, there are countless possibilities to leave clues, and then he was found to be a lurking boss.

He won't be able to uncover his vest until he gets at least the second round of the game.

Fifth Yao looked at him at this time and asked, "Have you played "Oracle" before?"

"Oracle" has two batches of internal beta players, they are the second batch, and the dungeon guides circulated on the Internet are all left by the previous batch of players.

Tan Yu: "Playing for the first time."

"I didn't see you that day."

Fifth Yao stared at his face.

Before entering the game, the closed beta players almost all participated in the offline activities of the publishing company, but Fifth Yao didn't have any memory of him.

Tan Yu's appearance... anyone who sees it will be deeply impressed.

"Because I didn't go."

He replied.

Fifth Yao has mixed feelings in his heart.

He thought Tan Yu was an NPC.

Approached him for some reason, appeared in the chaos looking for him, even got wounded for it, had a fever, slept soundly all night under his watch.

It turns out that this reason is because of the player's identity and mission.

For no other reason.

Fifth Yao lowered his eyes and looked away, and turned to face the others: "Later, other players will enter the same dungeon. This dungeon is paired in pairs and needs to be tagged. After a stage is over, continue to disrupt the lottery."

Cha Liran put Tan Yu's shoulder on his shoulders, and reminded him nonchalantly: "Don't be alone...even though you are a player now."

This is to remind him to beware of Fifth Yao.

Tan Yu could see the discord between Zha and Wuwu.

Even Zha Liran hinted Wu Yao's attitude towards him in front of him more than once.

why?

The turntable flickered, and the surroundings suddenly darkened.

When it was turned on again, they were no longer in the cabin, but changed to a house.

Tan Yu was still sitting on the sofa, as soon as he arrived in this world, he heard the sound of ocean waves.Through the window, there is a blue sea outside, and there is no one on the beach, only a huge colorful parasol.

Fu Lanbo walked around the second floor of the house, and said to them when she came back, "There is no one else here."

"I guess it hasn't been sent yet."

Fifth Yao said.

There is a large window on the second floor of the villa.

Tan Yu stood by the window and looked down.

This is a mansion built by the beach. This copy of Sea God was mentioned in the original book, but there is not much description.

The Sea God crawls out of the bottom of the sea every year, mixes up the sacrifices, blood, and fear it needs, and stuffs it into its endless cold mouthparts.

The wind picked up in the evening, and the corners of the clothes were flapping.

A man came towards him behind him and stood beside him without saying a word.

Tan Yu originally thought it was Zha Liran, but when he turned his head, it was Wu Yao who caught his eyes.

The man was looking down at him, his eyes lacked emotion, and he looked at him with inorganic black eyes without any concealment.

The male protagonist is naturally suspicious, and obviously he has become suspicious.

He didn't speak, and he didn't say anything when he was talking about depression. He turned around and looked at the sea view outside the window for a while.

Fifth Yao silently observed Tan Yu, his gaze passed over the young man's pointed chin, and then down, he was wearing his own shirt with the neckline open, exposing a section of pale skin below the collarbone.

He knew that further down was a scabbed scar from a dagger. The knife wound was deep, and it almost pierced into the heart of the chest at an angle.

The young man seemed to be a little chilled by the wind, lowered his eyes and took a step back, raised his hand to close the window.

Fifth Yao noticed his movements.

Afraid of cold, hurt...

He was about to talk to Tan Yu about resting in the room, when suddenly a white-haired man walked up the stairs, and grinned at Tan Yu: "You are here, aren't you cold, why are you standing there?"

Saying that, Zha Liran took off his coat casually, and put it on Tan Yu intimately.

Tan Yu frowned and took off his coat: "No need."

"You are wearing it. The temperature difference between day and night is big, and it will be colder later. You have no other clothes."

Charlie said seriously.

Wu Wuyao stood by the window, watching Zha Liran chat with Tan Yu about the weather.

He rubbed the lighter in his hand, lowered his eyes, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, a puff of smoke spread around him, blurring the scene in front of him.

"The people from the other copies haven't arrived yet?"

He asked Charlie again.

The conversation between the two was interrupted, and Zha Liran didn't feel much unhappiness, and said to him in a business-like manner: "No one has shown up until now, probably all of them are dead."

Tan Yu was also very surprised: "It's been a long time."

In this dungeon, the hero once mentioned that a new teammate came, male, very young, with red hair and tattoos.

"It looks like it's going to rain." Charlie raised his eyes to look at the sky outside the window, and said suddenly, "In rainy days, His incarnation will crawl out from the bottom of the sea and choose the sacrifice he likes."

"He refers to the sea god."

Tan Yu felt that this wording was very familiar.

"The inscriptions written on the stone slab downstairs are like reminders left by previous tourists." Seeing that he was starting to think about the meaning of this sentence, Zha Liran suggested with a logical smile: "Go downstairs, Zhou Shu and Fu Lanbo has checked several vacant rooms, and each of them will choose one. By the way, there is a vending machine downstairs."

Tan Yu went downstairs and squatted down to examine the stone slabs carefully.

A piece of black gray stone was rough to the touch, and there was indeed a similar story written on the top, with a few words repeatedly foreshadowing the copy.

——Rainy days, special rainstorms, He will appear from the bottom of the sea, choose sacrifices, tear them up, eat them, and drag them into the bottom of the sea...

The waves wash up on the sand tirelessly.

A drop of rainwater hit the back of his hand, cold and thick, unlike ordinary clean rainwater.

The weather suddenly began to change, and the dark clouds brought by the wind from a distance quickly dyed the sky black, and a star of lightning flashed faintly, and the place where the sea and the sky meet had become blurred.

Tan Yu had no choice but to put down the slate, get up and go back to the house.

Because the random members of the other dungeon did not arrive late, several people chose to rest by themselves, and one of them stayed vigil.

They discuss possible next draws.

Tan Yu absent-mindedly looked at the rain curtain outside the window, it was so chaotic, it was hard to see, and there was no monster.

Several people dispersed separately, and Tan Yu was returned to the direction of the bedroom with Charlie's shoulders on his shoulders.

[As soon as you arrive at the new dungeon, you will return to your cold nature towards the hero and become a familiar stranger. 】

[This is not good, after all, you still have to keep pestering half of the dungeon. 】

'I wasn't very enthusiastic before either. '

Talk about depression and doubts.

[You can just say a few words as before. 】

Tan Yu turned around and glanced at Fifth Yao.

Tonight's arrangement is the male lead's vigil.

The man was facing them sideways, looking into the distance from the window. He was wearing a black T-shirt, his upper body was strong and lean, and he held a cigarette between his fingers.As if aware of his gaze, Fifth Yao also looked back at him.

The eyes of the two met in the air.

"Thank you for your clothes, I'll return them to you later," Tan Yu was not good at caring or showing friendly emotions, and thought for a moment, "You also pay attention to safety tonight, see you tomorrow."

Hearing this, the man raised his eyes, a pair of deep and dark eyes silently looked at him, and the smoke spread from his fingers.

Wu Wuyao stared at him, the young man not far away was waiting for his answer, looking down slightly, he could see another man's hand on the young man's shoulder.

Zha Liran was playing with Tan Yu's lock of black hair boredly, then raised his eyes and smiled provocatively at him.

Fifth Yao frowned and looked away, without answering.

This was expected for Tan Yu, he glanced at the male lead, turned around and walked back, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The night was calm, there were no sea monsters, not even an octopus.

As dawn approached, Tan Yu woke up suddenly, the window was pale, and the waves were roaring. He couldn't fall asleep, so he got up and opened the door to go out.

The wound on his body was throbbing with pain, but there seemed to be no medicine for the wound.

He walked down the stairs on the first floor and caught a glimpse of a man's back out of the corner of his eye.

He thought it was Fifth Yao.

When he got to the kitchen, he noticed that the person behind him was following him. He poured a glass of water and asked Fifth Yao if he wanted it.

"I'm not Fifth Yao."

What answered him was a young man's voice with a low and strange tone.

What caught my eye was an unfamiliar face, with red hair, thick eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and two silver lip rings on her lips.

From the mandible down, the entire bare neck of the red-haired young man is covered with dense tattoos of various colors that look like mantras. He is wearing a sleeveless blue T-shirt, and his two strong forearms are also tattooed with brightly colored tattoos. The pattern, coupled with his dazzling red hair, looks like an overturned palette at random, which is very eye-catching.

The young man's eyes slowly stopped on Tan Yu's face, then looked down again, and suddenly stopped, his face flushed slightly.

"Sorry, you are my new teammate? It's different from what I imagined... Are you injured?" The redhead finished with a blushing face, and then added, "I have something to delay in that instance. There are all death endings outside, so I am the only one here. My name is Ji Linbang, and you."

It was this person.

The eccentric character in the original book is also a new teammate.

"Tan Yu? I seem to have heard of it somewhere... Which school are you from?" Ji Linbang was familiar with himself, and asked as he walked out, "Are you from City A?"

Tan Yu adhered to the principle of saying too much and making mistakes, instead of answering his questions, he asked about Ji Linbang's basic situation, and by the way, woke up the others one by one on the terminal.

——Everyone is here, the game begins.

Not long after the news was sent out, the doors of all the rooms were opened, and Fifth Yao, who had just walked outside the villa to explore, also pushed the door and entered, drenched all over.

Several people saw the red-haired young man standing in the living room at the same time. At this time, the light went out for some reason, the room was dim, and the wind was blowing outside, constantly hitting the door panels and windows, creating a strange atmosphere.

At this time Tan Yu came out of the room and put the water glass on the table casually.

He was bare-chested, his thin, pale skin was bandaged, his shoulders and neck were smooth, and his supple waist was cinched in a belt.

Shirts, guns, sickness and cruelty... These details are added to Tan Yu, making him look ascetic and unapproachable.

In an instant, the atmosphere of terror dissipated.

Not only Ji Lin Bang, but other people also looked at him, their eyes stopped on the shoulder blades on his thin back that protruded slightly when he raised his hands, his skin was smooth and pale, and he didn't know what it felt like to touch it.

Tan Yu was often stared at by others, so he didn't notice that some of them looked away, and they were talking about the new Ji Linbang with their teammates, repeating what the other party said just now.

After he finished speaking, no one responded for a moment.

Charlie stared at him, and responded, "Whatever."

Ji Linbang looked away, coughed lightly and said: "This dungeon will continue to be divided into groups by lottery, paired in pairs, and allocated by lottery. Players need to play the corresponding relationship labels, which may be enemies, friends, teachers and students, masters and dogs... some type of."

The black turntable on the table appeared silently again, reminding them to draw lots.

According to the previous sequence, Tan Yu took the initiative to step forward, leaned over and touched the chassis again.

The black turntable continued to rotate, and finally the pointer stopped at a blank place. Not long after, two clear words floated on that area.

—Couples.

"Couple," he read again, "do I need to play one of the couples in front of Sea God?"

"Yes, according to the rules, there must be at least one person in the team who has drawn the same label as you... to act as a couple with you."

Ji Linbang said to him.