First Player

Chapter 218: two hundred and fifteen

   Chapter 218 Chapter 215 · "Big Brother is not the first player"

  …an acquaintance.

   As soon as he saw the blood-red pattern, Su Mingan's memory about the fourth world was awakened.

   The fourth world, this blood-colored pattern gave him an extremely deep impression.

   Before he could speak, Mo Yan shouted like he saw his lover, "Damn it! Lin Jiang is great!"

   The black-haired girl turned her head slightly, her eyes full of vigilance.

   "I'm familiar with this pattern! I'm familiar with the skills of the top players. This pattern is Lin Jiangda's core skill. It can not only be placed as a trap in advance, but also has the compulsory effect of imprisoning the enemy..."

"To shut up."

  Lin Jiang doesn't say anything anymore, this person will finish reporting her skill effect.

   The light in her hand flashed, and just as she was about to continue attacking the light, she saw Mo Yan and shouted again:

   "No way! Lin Jiang, killing this light copy will reset it!"

  …reset?

  Lin Jiang reacted: "The dungeon reset just now is you..."

   "It's not me!" Mo Yan immediately turned sideways and let Su Mingan out, looking like the boss! "It's the boss! The boss shot, and the light was instantly "clicked"!"

  Lin Jiang looked over and saw a young man who was also wearing a hospital gown, with a bit of decadent beauty.

…do not know.

   role-playing, you can see who has a ghost.

  Unless you make a real shot and the moves are famous, you can hardly recognize who is who.

  Lin Jiang no longer pays attention to these two people, this strange light has come before him.

  Suddenly, there was another "bang" next to him, and another player's door was pushed open.

   A figure sprang out from the inside. The figure seemed to have the ability to attract hatred. After shaking in front of the light, the light actually let go of Lin Jiang who was in front of him, and swayed towards the figure.

  The light is approaching, and everyone can see who this sudden appearance is taking the initiative to lead away the light.

   Looking at the running man, Su Mingan was slightly stunned.

   "—Su Ming'an! It's you!"

   He heard Lin Jiang's cry with a weird smile.

   "Fuck! F*ck! Great God! Really great God—"

   He heard the excited and shocked tone of Mo Yan next to him.

   Logically speaking, he should be accustomed to such a tone.

  …if the person they were talking to was him.

   But now, neither Lin Jiang nor Mo Yan are looking at him.

   It's the one... the figure who took the initiative to run over and lead the light away.

   With the light, he could see the face and appearance of that person with unparalleled clarity.

   Black clothes, black hair, and a long sword in his hand.

   That incomparably familiar face gave him the illusion that he was looking in the mirror.

  ...The man who suddenly rushed out of the door next to him, who drew the light away in a savior's manner, actually looked exactly like him.

   But Su Mingan clearly knew that he never released his clone from beginning to end.

  So, what is this thing...

   Suddenly, that "Su Ming'an" spoke up.

   "—Are you my Light Chaser?"

  Su Mingan was stunned.

Next to   , Mo Yan nodded desperately, like a chicken pecking at rice, his whole body was shaking with excitement.

   "I will lead this light away, you people, just stand where you are and wait to be rescued."

   "Su Ming'an" said, turned around and ran. The light chased him all the way, as if he was completely sucked in.

   At this moment, behind the door, a figure in a hospital gown walked out. He stretched out his hand and seemed to be manipulating that "Su Ming'an". When he saw the three people here, he showed a proud look.

   "Great God! Great God! That's your doppelganger, right!" Mo Yan was overjoyed: "God, I'm so lucky, I actually met two at the same time in the dungeon, and one of them is still..."

   "My clone will lead the light away. At night, don't run around." The player said, then turned to look at Lin Jiang: "I didn't expect to meet you again."

   "Su Ming'an, what a coincidence." Lin Jiang smiled: "...So, are you ready to be skinned by me?"

"I'm only interested in two kinds of people. Special people, and people I hate." The timidity of the student on Lin Jiang had completely disappeared. Facing this "Su Ming'an", her words were mixed with strong words. excitement:

   "For a goal I am interested in, I will do my best for it..."

"Do your best to skin me?" The player laughed: "If you say that everyone is a chasing light, but you have no value at all, Lin Jiang, your useless paranoia, and that Su-style is no different."

  Su Mingan stood aside, silently suppressing his presence.

   He had heard of the kind of people in the dungeons who deliberately imitated the top players in order to gain attention.

   There was a man who bought a red butterfly and imitated Lu Shu in Minghui World, which helped him a lot.

   Unexpectedly, in this kind of copy, he met one.

   However, this person's imitation looks more advanced. This person also possessed skills similar to avatars, and he managed to confuse Lin Jiang.

  Su Ming'an's white trial is a hidden profession, with uniqueness, and the avatar skill with independent personality and bright shadow transformation should be unique. But clone skills may not be.

   If the opponent has a skill similar to camouflage or phantom, it is not impossible to pretend to be the clone of the first player.

  ... Moreover, the other party seemed to be familiar with his quotations, and he actually copied what the clone had said.

   "You compare me to that ignorant little girl?" Lin Jiang gritted his teeth, and the tattoo on his hand seemed to be about to move.

   "—Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute, two great gods!"

  Mo Yan was no longer trembling with excitement, he seemed to want to participate.

   "Great God, look, there are only twenty people in this dungeon. If you have any grievances, leave it to the fifth day to resolve it, that's not good."

   "Not good." Lin Jiang said hard.

   But she actually knew that it was definitely better to stay with Su Mingan than to fight him at night.

   First of all, she knew she couldn't beat the opponent.

  1700's combat power... This is too much. The opponent's combat power has soared since the fourth world, and gradually it has reached the point where she can't keep up.

  The second is because...Su Ming'an's customs clearance ability is recognized by the world.

  As long as he is alive, it is always the correct way to clear the customs. As long as other people are responsible for following, there is basically no pressure, there is no need to be afraid that the dungeon will not be able to clear the customs, and even the most hidden true ending can be seen.

  Lin Jiang grinded his teeth, and the pattern on his hand darkened.

   That "Su Ming'an" smiled and seemed to have expected this scene long ago.

   "It looks like it's not suitable to travel at night." He said, "I'll go back to my room and wait until the day, you guys... It doesn't matter what you do, just do whatever you want."

   "Great God! Great God!" Mo Yan rushed over in an instant, and instantly forgot the "big brother" he had just been thinking about.

   Facing the arrogant look of the player with his nostrils pointing upwards, Mo Yan seemed very receptive: "Great God! I like you so much, I didn't expect to meet you here... Um, can you leave me an autograph?"

As he spoke, he immediately took out a sword with the word "Jianmen" engraved on it. He took out a carving knife, as if he wanted the player to sign with the carving knife: "I will keep the name of the Great God on forever. On the sword, I will walk the copy in the future, just like the great **** is by my side..."

   "Huh." The player snorted very oocly, seemingly very proud. After taking the carving knife, he picked up the sword and said casually, "What's your name?"

   "Great God, my name is Mo Yan!"

   "Very good, you are a qualified light chaser." The player said, and the carving knife left a notch on the sword: "For future copies, remember to pass on my will."

   "Good God! Thank you God!"

   Mo Yan took back his sword and stroked the blade almost like he was stroking his lover's skin, with the words "World Lighthouse Su Ming'an" clearly written on it. He touched the line with silly joy, his smile blooming like fireworks.

"I'm very happy that in such a world, there are also light chasers like you." The player continued, looking at Mo Yan with satisfaction in his eyes: "When I stand under the spotlight of the world, you It will also become its own luminary.”

   "Great God..."

  Mo Yan burst into tears and was moved to the point of crying.

   "Okay, I'm going back." The player waved his hand: "At any time, don't get in my way. If you want to prove your sincerity, then make a contribution to me."

   He said with dissatisfied eyes, and glanced at the "big brother" who had been hiding next to Mo Yan, who had been silent for a while, wondering why this player was not excited at all.

   He walked back and closed the door.

   Mo Yan was holding the sword in his arms, tears were like bubbles, and his whole body was moved to the point of tears.

   "Big Brother... That's the Great God, look, the signature he signed for me is so beautiful..."

   Holding the sword, he scrutinized the line again and again, and showed it to him like a treasure.

   But Su Mingan didn't want to speak at all at this time.

   "This person is still the same as always, pretending." Lin Jiang next to him commented disdainfully.

   This sentence made Su Mingan a little bit defensive.

   "He wasn't like this before," he said.

   "That's it." Lin Jiang hugged her chest and turned back to her own room:

   "It's always been like this."

   She said, and closed the door with a "bang", as if she didn't care about the two "ordinary players".

"Big brother, let's go back to the room first, close the door, I'm afraid that light will come back." Mo Yan held the long sword with a smile, but at the same time there was some doubt in his tone: "Strange... first The great **** sent the clone out, why didn't he take it back..."

  Su Mingan probably thought of the reason.

   Maybe that avatar-like skill is not so defiant, it may just be a one-time phantom.

   Therefore, that player didn't mean to take it back, he knew that if this skill was sent out, it couldn't be taken back.

   If there is a player with the clone skill, he should not be weak, and he won't do such an outrageous thing...

"Big brother, look at this word, the words written by the great **** are so beautiful, I want to cherish it for a lifetime... I will make a copy in the future, the great **** will always be in my heart... Hey, big brother, why don't you talk, big brother, why are you autistic, big brother Don't shut yourself up-"

  Mo Yan turned his head, and was about to show off to his eldest brother the sword he had added with the first player's signature buff, but watched his eldest brother sit directly on the bed, looking like he was autistic.

   "No." Su Mingan raised his head: "I'm thinking."

   "Thinking..." Mo Yan seemed to think for a while, and then suddenly seemed to understand something: "Brother, I understand."

  “…”

"Big Brother, I think Big Brother has used skills similar to Destruction before, and he also used the Sword of Yarman. Big Brother should also like the first player." Mo Yan's thoughts gradually changed: "But now it seems that Big Brother seems to I don't particularly like it... So Big Brother turned out to be targeting the number one player! Big Brother wants to surpass him!"

  Su Ming'an was shocked for a moment by Mo Yan's brain circuit, and then said:

   "Why, can't I be the first player?"

   He also has a skill similar to annihilation, and he also uses the undisguised sword of Arman. Why did Mo Yan never think in the direction of himself and possibly Su Mingan?

  Mo Yan stared at him, silent for a moment.

   "Because eldest brother, you don't look like you at all." Mo Yan laughed like a fool.

"picture?"

"The way of speaking and the way of doing things are completely different." Mo Yan scratched his head: "If it were really the number one god, how could he be as gentle as you are, and save me - if it wasn't for the last time that brother took the initiative to charge towards the light, I would definitely die. Right. It was also before, always let me follow, and protected me..."

   He held the sword in his hand, like a big baby, when he raised his head, his eyes were as clear as water:

   "So, the great **** can only be the great **** after all, you can only watch it from a distance and leave a signature. It's not like the big brother, you are amiable and have no air at all.

  Big brother, you are very good, better than many top players, you have a waste player like me in your eyes.

   Big brother is not a big god, but big brother is big brother. "

   "That's why I said..." Mo Yan smiled: "I feel sorry for Big Brother."

  Su Mingan sighed.

   In his heart, there were emotions that he didn't know how to describe.

   Looking at the young man in front of him with a smirk, holding a fake autographed sword, but like he was holding a belief, the hand he was clenched was gently loosened.

   But the next moment, the youth's words broke his defense.

   "And." Mo Yan said: "The first player just now looks like the first player, it looks very similar."

   "...not like it at all!"

   (end of this chapter)