The sweetest husband in the live broadcast world [Online Games]

【Ahhh! !Scream like a groundhog! 】

[Your super fierce blood bar is empty. 】

【Mom, I don't understand the relationship between you guys! ! 】

[Hold the old man's girlish heart tightly, I'm dead! 】

[Nosebleed my mother, this is brotherhood, this is brotherhood... This is a fart brotherhood!This is (beep) love! 】

[The barrage in front of such an exciting moment can be automatically silenced, this amazing desire to survive! 】

……

The barrage was frantically swiping the screen, but Song Yang could no longer pay attention to what the fans said.

He just felt as if he had been cut off from the power supply, his brain was blank, and his whole body was completely shut down.

This is the first time Song Yang has heard Nanfeng Heyu speak to him in such a slightly serious tone, like the bald head teacher who snuck him to the office for an education during his rebellious period in high school, but It was different from the emotions of arrogance, impatience, or indifference at that time.

Song Yang only felt that a certain seed in his heart was trying to get out of the soil at this moment.

Itchy, swelling.

By coincidence, Song Yang suddenly wished to hear Nanfeng Heyu scold him with the same voice and tone.

Want to be scolded by him, like just now.

Song Yang felt that he was crazy. Desire was growing wildly like a weed, as if it was going to come out of his head and tear him apart.

he thinks……

He wanted to tell him all the secrets, those secrets that he sewed tightly in his heart and thought he would never see the light of day.

Song Yang felt as if he was being pulled into nothingness, surrounded by loneliness and despair.Countless chains protruding from nowhere tightly wrapped around his limbs, making him unable to move. One hand covered his eyes so that he could not see any light, and the other hand tightly covered his mouth. Let him say nothing.

Do not!

He wanted to tear up this emptiness, he wanted to tear off the shackles that imprisoned him, he tried his best to shake off the shackles around his mouth, rushed to Nan Feng He Yu, and said to him desperately:

I am not only super fierce, I have been paying attention to you since a long time ago, I am your number one sy, and more importantly, I know you before anyone else, I am actually——

"good--"

The deprived five senses seemed to return instantly, and the sound was clear and clear, like whispering in the ear.Song Yang heard what Nanfeng Heyu said.

The shackles that were still entangled in the last second disappeared in an instant, and the suffocation feeling as if the apex of the heart was burned by a fire disappeared.

With just one sound, Song Yang rationally returned to the cage in an instant, and he was saved in the abyss.

When his feet fell to the ground, Song Yang felt that he was covered in cold sweat, but when he touched his back, he felt extremely refreshed, as if the last second was just caused by a demon in his heart.

He asked blankly: "What did I just say?"

"Yo, are you shy?" Nightmare joked, her voice full of banter.

Sheng Xia felt something was wrong, "What's wrong? You just said you couldn't survive, so let's not come."

Song Yang recalled in a daze, it seemed that there was such a thing, and then Nanfeng Heyu told him not to make trouble, and then he was like a demon, wishing to tell all the things to Nanfeng Heyu Fortunately, he said another sentence at the end, which interrupted Song Yang's crazy thoughts.

It's a good thing he didn't say anything, otherwise...

He really had to hate himself.

Wait a minute?

What did Nanfeng Heyu say later? ?

don't make a fuss...

obedient--

Just thinking about it a little bit, Song Yang felt that he was going to die.

Based on Song Yang's understanding of Nanfeng Heyu, it is very easy to understand Nanfeng Heyu's psychology when he said that "be good" afterwards.

It was nothing more than Song Yang's delay in answering. He was worried that his words just now were too serious, so he added this sentence in a slightly relaxed tone.

But Song Yang knew the truth, he still couldn't help but fantasize about it.

It seems that the tip of the heart has grown wings, flapping to fly into the sky.Song Yang felt that his whole body was light and light, and he was in the surrounding clouds and mist, and there seemed to be ethereal singing lingering in his ears.

One after another, his heart was instantly filled with flourishing flowers, like a fairyland in a dream...

"Hey! Wake up, you are going to die!" The nightmare's voice forcibly stopped Song Yang's imagination.

Song Yang immediately came back to his senses, and rubbed his face repeatedly with his hands.

What's going on today, it's like being bewitched by an evil spirit, in broad daylight...

Oh, it's night.

Patting his head, Song Yang felt a little annoyed.

I'm really going to die, beauty misleads people, the ancients never deceived me.

Just when he was about to say in Waiwai that he was going to wash his face, he heard a "bang", and the door was kicked open!

Ok?

There was still some doubts on Song Yang's face. When he found three familiar people suddenly appeared on his game screen, Song Yang reacted in an instant——

Damn, he's still in dire straits!

Rao, he started to move at the same moment when the opponent came into his sight, holding the mouse with his right hand, and frantically tapping the skill keys on the keyboard with his left hand to try to output madly, but he didn't have much chance of winning. Due to the negligence of the opponent, the opponent started to act one step later, and he was defeated in the end.

Seeing that Song Yang's blood was about to bottom out, he sighed in his heart. Just as he was about to face death, he saw a golden light flashing suddenly, and the three people who were flaunting their might just now were instantly enveloped by this light and disappeared. , and at the same time, the skill chant that was about to hit him was interrupted instantly.

Song Yang didn't pause for a second, trying to figure out the general direction of the window behind him, and bumped into it without thinking.

The sound of broken glass sounded, and Song Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Bet right!

After landing, Song Yang immediately found a nearby house and hid in it.

While using spells to add blood to himself, seeing that the few blue bars were about to run out, his brain was running fast.

As Song Yang expected, the light that saved his life just now was the control technique of the metal system, floating like light and jumping into gold.The skill does not distinguish between friend and foe. When activated, the surrounding players will be blinded, and the skill cannot be activated. The time lasts for three seconds, and the range is about one screen.

That skill would not be used by the enemy. After all, Song Yang had no choice but to die in the situation just now. Using such a control skill would only create opportunities for Song Yang.

Gold type, control technology, not activated by the enemy.

Almost at the moment when he instinctively escaped from the house, Nanfeng Heyu's name was on Song Yang's lips, and he was about to say it.

He opened his mouth to speak, but the three words "Brother Nanfeng" seemed to be repeated a thousand times, and disappeared instantly as soon as they touched the air, leaving no trace.

Song Yang suddenly felt a little embarrassed, especially after experiencing the sudden burst of desire because of Nanfeng Heyu's few words in the last moment, wishing to possess him, holding him in the palm of his hand, trapped in his heart, unable to go anywhere.

Nanfeng Heyu didn't speak either, it seemed that the "don't make trouble" and "be good" just now didn't come from him, the whole person was like a flower on a high mountain on a snow mountain, silent and extremely cold.

It's just that Song Yang can tell the man's mind roughly.

He was probably a little shy too.

Because I felt awkward in my heart, I pretended to be calm.

The contrast is cute, which really pokes Song Yang's point.

The more you get in touch, the more you feel terrible, but the more difficult it is to refuse.

While Song Yang was influenced by these miscellaneous thoughts, he did not delay his analysis of the current situation on the field.

Hiding in the next room, watching the blood bar refill, but the blue bar was running low, Song Yang knew he had to do something.

It wasn't that he went back the same way to support Nanfeng Heyu. After all, Song Yang, who had almost no supplies on him, went back just to add to the chaos, so he aimed at the supply place on the other side of the town, which was guarded by three enemies before.

In order to deal with Song Yang, the three of them had to capture Song Yang's house, which also gave him the opportunity to go to the supply place alone to replenish the red and blue medicines and other items he needed.

Thinking that Nanfeng Heyu was in a one-on-three disadvantage, Song Yang couldn't help him immediately, and he was a little anxious.

He couldn't help asking: "Is midsummer here?"

Midsummer's voice quickly rang out from Waiwaili: "Not yet, I guess it will take another 20 seconds."

This reflects the advantage of the control elementalist.Although Midsummer and Nanfeng Heyu arrived at the destination together, and after hearing that Song Yang met the enemy, the two also set off at the same time and rushed towards this side, but in Shengxia's skill column, almost all passive skills are In addition to damage, spells are almost all output skills, and he can't run as fast as Nanfeng Heyu, and even gradually falls behind him by a large amount.

"Come on." Song Yang said in a low voice without specifying the target.

His voice was so soft that he couldn't even hear him, but he responded immediately in the next second: "Yes." Nan Feng He Yu replied.

midsummer:"……"

I should be under the car, not here.

Wang Wang Wang.

Song Yang didn't show it on his face, but his eyes were full of light like stars.

There are still 20 seconds left in Midsummer, and the supply place is in front of him. As long as he moves faster, he can even go back to Nanfeng Heyu before Midsummer, so as to relieve his pressure as soon as possible.

Even at such a critical juncture, Song Yang did not forget to be vigilant around him.

At present, the standard team configuration on the field is five people, but at this point in the game, there are not a few teams like Song Yang and his teammates who lost some teammates in the early stage.

But there is also another possibility that this team still has one or two other teammates who have not yet broken down. They just didn't show up at first, and there is no 100% guarantee that they really don't exist.

But there was no danger, Song Yang arrived at the supply place smoothly, and after repeatedly confirming that there was no ambush, he hurriedly sold some useless things, and immediately replenished the urgently needed items on his body, and then he did not delay for a second, and rushed to the south. Feng Heyu rushed back to where he was.

I usually don't think that in such a critical moment, the strength of the control system is instantly reflected. Nanfeng Heyu actually fought three against one, and survived until the moment when Song Yang came to support with all the supplies!

First, a sip of milk replenished Nanfeng Heyu's blood, and then, it was a hopeless comeback in which 2V3 still had a slight advantage!

The cooperation between the two can be said to be full of tacit understanding. Nanfeng Heyu is confident in outputting in front, and Song Yang is keeping an eye on the health bar at all times to ensure that the two of them are not in any danger of being seconds.

Even Song Yang, while fulfilling his duties as a high-quality nanny, still has room for output during the gap.Nanfeng Heyu will also appropriately reduce the output according to the situation on the field at this time, and assist skills to control the field.

Absolutely!

The audience in front of the screen stared blankly at the wonderful cooperation between the two, and they didn't even have the time to buckle 666 in the barrage.

The dazzling special effects of the skills did not distract them even the slightest bit of attention. They just watched the two people's tacit cooperation to the extreme as if they were connected with each other. They were like old friends who had fought side by side countless times. In a word, he can always give the other party the right help in time at the most critical moment.

The battle was over, without any suspense, even before midsummer arrived, the three enemies fell to the ground one after another, turning into streaks of white light.

Midsummer, who came later, felt incredible when he saw the scene in front of him.

The fans in the live broadcast room were also a little crazy.

This is like a well-decorated gorgeous show, and all the people and things around lose their color in an instant.

They looked at the two standing in the center of the stage, wearing stars, like fine diamonds, dazzling like ordinary people.

Like the return of the god of war, looking down on all living beings.

At this moment, the passion of the CP fans who were screaming "It's so sweet don't stop" in their hearts a second ago suddenly retreated and gradually calmed down.

It doesn't matter anymore, nothing matters anymore.

No official release of candy, no fan output, nothing as moving as this moment.

CP can be fake, but at this time they are extremely real.

What's so good about the love of two paper men?They just want to shout:

Brotherhood is king!

At the same time, they sincerely wished in their hearts——

I hope that you can always be together, even if the reality is cold and difficult, even if the interests in this circle prevail.

The author says:

Thanks to Desperado and my awesome mine-

Catch bugs later, okay——