When Inhumans Meet Abnormal Humans

After opening the door, Liu Hua stood in the entrance and rushed to Shen Quan, who was lying on the carpet playing games, raised the plastic bag in his hand, and called out, "Second Battalion Commander, help me take it, I have no hands to change my shoes."

After pausing, Shen Quan took a few steps over to take the bag, sniffled and asked, "Dessert? How do you put it in a foam box?"

"Dessert for Qixi Festival, it looks good, I want to buy it for you to try," Liuhua changed into his indoor slippers, walked to the kitchen, opened the collar of his T-shirt to let the cool air in, and replied, "It's a bit like ice cream, I let it People added ice packs, it was too hot today."

Holding a small tail in a foam box and following behind Liuhua, Shen Quan's brain was wide open, "The poem said, Liuhuo in July, it is still so hot and the weather is so abnormal, will there be a sudden blizzard and a large number of zombies?" , and then we and Da Da will sweep the last days together and become the overlord of the base? Now that the world is going downhill for human beings, it's time..."

Too lazy to complain about this elderly patient with secondary disease who can flirt with Qiuhuo, Liu Hua is selectively deaf, and gently raised his chin to signal the secondary disease to put the box on the table.

After washing his hands and opening the lid, Liu Hua carefully took out the dessert and asked, "How about it?"

"Practicing handwriting in the attic. Last time, your return delivery note was written in capital letters, but my brother asked if you deliberately drew symbols to make things difficult for the courier. It was very irritating."

While speaking, Shen Quan's black eyes were locked on the three delicate cakes without blinking.

Liu Hua slapped Shen Quan's bird wings away from the cake with his paw, and scolded, "Give me the matcha."

Ever since he heard about Feng Ling's purpose in the lower realm that day, Liu Hua began to observe and explore Feng Ling's preferences, hoping that he would not be useless in his search for destiny.

Desserts and snacks, Feng Ling doesn't seem to like too sweet and greasy, the taste is mild, it is best to have a little sour or a little bitter in the sweetness.

Put the bise cakes on the enamel porcelain plate, decorate with two blue snowflakes, Liuhua arranges for Shen Quan to wash his hands and send the desserts to Feng Ling.

Unexpectedly, Shen Quan uncharacteristically asked to cook, completely out of the pretentiousness of a gentleman far away from the kitchen, "You go, and take a break by the way, I'm tired of writing and working, I'll come for dinner, or a fruit platter, right?" ?”

What are these two birds doing?

Liu Hua was puzzled, and went to look for Feng Ling with the plate.

The afterglow of the setting sun spreads out a large piece of warm orange through the floor-to-ceiling windows, covering the entire attic with a layer of soft-focus filters. Several pots of lotus bloom on the wooden shelf towards the youth, and the glazed wind chimes hanging by the window are gently blowing in the evening breeze. There was a tinkling sound.

A handsome young man is writing a post in front of the desk, a few strands of broken hair hang down gently, dyed golden red by the setting sun, his usually pale complexion seems to be faded by the sunset at this moment, the beauty of the young man in the sunset is like a picture scroll that has been passed down for thousands of years .

Liuhua suddenly remembered the opera that grandma used to sing, "I didn't know the king's face for ten years, but I believed that Chanjuan misunderstood people".

There is really someone in the world who can beautifully become the amazing aria that blurs the time in the drama.

Holding the plate in one hand, he opened the camera interface of the bracelet with his nose, and secretly took a few photos. Liuhua coughed lightly, and when the other party looked back at him, he asked, "Do you want to eat some dim sum? Matcha, Not too sweet."

"Thank you." Feng Ling turned sideways and moved the copybook to the side of the desk, leaving a table for the tea tray.

However, Liuhua didn't move, and kept standing with the plate on his back, staring straight at the table, with a chaotic appearance.

Feng Ling couldn't help calling out, "Liu Hua?"

Liu Hua was called out by his name, and then replied as if awakened from a dream, "Ah, no, I just suddenly remembered what the Second Battalion Commander said, "July Liuhuo, I think it's reminding me to prepare for September's conferment, wait a minute You can go to him to borrow some fleece."

The bird is underplucked.

When he saw the words, he understood the meaning of Shen Quan's meaningful smile at the end, the god father's pen writing was really amazing.

Obviously, the brush calligraphy looks better than grandma's treasured inscriptions, but the pen calligraphy is shockingly ugly, out of a certain realm.

How to say?As expected of a male god, even the word ugly is so ugly?

Slowly savoring the cake spoonful by spoonful, Feng Ling found to her satisfaction that her cursive handwriting began to have a straight line meaning anyway, which was really a good improvement.

Merchants in the real world are speculating on Qixi Festival, and the game also has a special Qixi Festival event.

This event in Xianlu is to rescue the Qixi magpie from the demons. Each Qixi magpie will be given a reward gift if it is rescued. A certain amount can be redeemed for limited items. There will be a challenge dungeon at [-] o'clock on the night of the Qixi Festival, and the boss will drop a lot of rare items. Material.

When Feng Ling went online, Li Mufeng's profile picture was still gray. His personal missions had already been cleared, and the exchange of Qixi Magpie gifts had reached the upper limit. The rest were team missions, and he had to wait for others to go online together.

Leaning idly on the railing of the small building by the lake in Jianye City, looking at the male and female couples around him, Feng Ling suddenly thought of those colleagues Liu Hua and Shen Quan often watched who wrote about him and Mu Feng explicitly and secretly.

In this world, it is clear that the marriage of men and women is the right way, and the love of men is only a very small number of outliers. I really don't understand why those creatures called rotten men and rotten women would have such feelings that they describe as taboo and hidden sweetness With a passion for fascination, you can also rely on your brain to support a world, and put those things that cannot be tolerated in the world into the books and paintings, and render them arbitrarily.

"Every Dog Abuse Festival, I feel more deeply the loneliness of being alone," Xiao Hua was the first to arrive, hooking a tree branch to come in from downstairs, and said sourly.

However, Feng Ling's attention first fell on Xiaohua's feet. I don't know when, the stairs in the fairy road have become decorations. Almost everyone goes upstairs through the railings or windows. Where did this come from? come pop?

And loneliness, what is loneliness?

Cihai has four explanations, combined with Xiao Hua's context, Feng Ling speculates that what he wants to express here should be his dissatisfaction with the status quo that he is alone, but his situation does not conform to the connotation of loneliness that no one understands in his heart.

After thinking for a moment, Feng Ling corrected, "I don't think you are lonely, you are lonely."

Loneliness is a refusal to communicate, no one loves, no one wants to be close, loneliness is a desire to communicate, everyone wants to love, no one comes close.

"..." Is the slot here?Xiaohua looked at the person who was correcting his words expressionlessly, and said aggrievedly, "You look at me as a young, pitiful and helpless person, so it's fine if you don't comfort me, and you even complain. Where's the male god's sympathy?"

"No." At least not to you.

Xiao Hua immediately held her heart and pretended to be Dong Shi, "Male god, you must have never been lonely, otherwise you wouldn't be so ruthless, so cruel, and so vexatious!"

"No."

Regarding loneliness, the definition of "Eleven Kinds of Loneliness" is that you and the person you are facing have emotions that are not at the same frequency. Feng Ling thinks that he should not be lonely. Loneliness requires you to have emotions first, and he does not have emotions of his own. Naturally, there is no such thing as not being at the same frequency.

As for loneliness, it's even more impossible, he has Mu Feng and Mao Tuanzi who accompany him.

"..." A knowing blow, a taunt from the strength of a winner in life, bad, this is a heart-piercing feeling.

"Correct it again, others are young, helpless and pitiful, you are like this..." Li Mufeng didn't know when he came, and he paused on purpose in the middle of speaking, as if he wanted to hang up Xiaohua's glass heart, and then pierce her. Tou, "Helpless and pitiful but strong."

"..." Double critical strike?Xiaohua, whose name is Zhuangshi, is actually a bit fat. She feels like Sprite from Siberia is playing in her little heart. "I'm going to the forum to rent myself out for a day, and find my sister to comfort me."

Xiaohua turned around as she spoke, leaving a round figure of Li Mowang who had already walked to Feng Ling and was pinching his face, expressing her dissatisfaction in silence.

"I've bought the oranges, and your father is sitting here too," Li Mowang is also doing his best to play the villain today.

"Also, for my Xian'er's sake, I would like to remind you that you don't need goods that are usually unsalable for money. Please carefully consider the feasibility of charging for shelves in seasons when supply exceeds demand."

Why doesn't your friendly reminder feel friendly?Feng Ling's face was pinched and she didn't want to speak, so she cursed in her heart.

As for Xiaohua, he was distressed to keep his fat self, feeling as sad as a 180-pound baby.

When the other seven people arrived one after another, he had already planted himself as a thin shiitake mushroom in the corner of the attic, but everyone just casually glanced at the fat shiitake mushroom and began to discuss the internal grouping of the new dungeon.

The Tanabata challenge book released today opens up a new team-building method. In the ten-player dungeon, players pair up with a "fate contract" in pairs. The two parties who form the "fate contract" can summon each other in the dungeon, and the red and blue complement each other. It is said There will also be new special effects.

There is also news from the roadside agency that the Qixi dungeon is to test the water, test the popularity of the new gameplay, and check the system bugs by the way, so that the two-player fancy dog ​​abuse gameplay can be launched when the version is updated next year.

Entering the dungeon, there is a cutscene holographic animation, to the effect that the Weaver Girl has been kidnapped, and the boss must be defeated to rescue the Weaver Girl and help her meet the Cowherd and Magpie Bridge.

Perhaps it was to cover up the vulgarity and emptiness of the plot, and the special effects of the screen were extremely exquisite, but it is also possible that the screen had burned out the funds and the script was released directly.

After watching the dog blood animation, Feng Ling consciously stepped forward to start a monster.

Originally, the team mainly relied on MT Xiaohua to pull the hatred, but since Feng Ling reached the full level and created the Sword Immortal's wave of style of play, Xiaohua was only responsible for the boss's hatred.

In the Qing Dynasty, everyone still likes to go through the most mobile sword fairy gathering monsters. It is fast and enjoyable. The output only needs to throw skills to a fixed place without thinking, and don't decompress too much.

Taking advantage of Li Mufeng's timely superimposed buffs, Feng Ling jumped into the pile of monsters lightly, with a sword at a distance, and a sword skill at a distance, the attack hits every little monster as soon as it hits, and shifts the target when it gets hatred .

Sliding down in a circle, the first wave of little monsters was completely squeezed into a black cloud after Feng Ling's position adjustment, and was foolishly led into the encirclement behind the white-clothed sword fairy.

As soon as the black cloud floated into the attack circle, the Frost Magic Fox Daxian took over Feng Ling's division of labor, using a big move to freeze the mobs.

The big move of the ice method is as its name suggests—thousands of miles of ice, blizzard passing, monsters with grinning teeth are closed with ice picks and frozen into ugly ice sculptures.

Star meteor sky.

The freezing effect was about to end, and the fire method, Luoying Fuixue, immediately made up for it with a big move, and countless fireballs fell from the sky.

The game draws lessons from the physical principle that frozen objects are prone to burst when they encounter high temperature and uneven temperature. It is set that the damage of ice-type attacks and fire-type attacks will be doubled. star point.

For the next few waves of mobs, they also followed suit. The big moves of ice and fire are both range skills, and it is cost-effective to leave them for the boss without a wave of clearing monsters.

When pushing to the mini-boss, the genuine MT Xiaohua automatically enters the stage. Xiaohua's ID is Hua Cishu, a professional God of War. His MT feels as safe as his people.

It looks meaty enough.

The difficulty of the activity book is generally not too high, and their team is all the elites of Everlasting Night, equipped with well-formed equipment, outstanding skills, and know how to cooperate with each other, the whole copy can only lie flat and be teased.

In the end, the position of the boss, the leader of the devil, Fang Fang, is a collection of sword fairy and poisonous milk, and the skills sum up the effects of the two professions.

"Human rats dare to come and snatch the little beauty? I advise you to go home early and eat dog food, so as not to blame the master for being cruel." As the final boss, Fang Fang enjoys the treatment of exclusive lines, wearing a ghost mask with a blue face and a fangs smile. , His voice is also gloomy.

"I'm really looking forward to him licking his hand, will I be made to cry?" Xiaohua complained, and opened the unbreakable golden body and consciously stepped forward to open the monster.

The spear and the long knife clashed with each other, and the special effects of the skills exploded one after another. After a lot of back and forth, Xiaohua poked out a dragon strike according to the usual practice, indicating that everyone's hatred had stabilized.

"It's the final boss, let him feel the anger of a single dog," Hu Daxian joked by throwing an ice wall to keep the boss under charge.

There was a second before the ice wall disappeared, and Luo Ying Fuxue made up for it with a flame attack, and hit the boss into the air, "Accept the flame punishment from the FFF group, you actually want to snatch a girl out of the order!"

Changye Weiyang talked and laughed the whole time while pressing down on Fang Fang, and the dignity of Fang Fang as the final boss was the same as his blood volume, as if he had encountered a strong attack, and was stripped off completely irresistibly.

However, there are no absolutes in this world. There is still a word in this world called counterattack.

Because it was not easy for the drug ghost who was supposed to throw the nightmare curse to break the boss's golden body state, not only paddled and typed to send a message, but walked into the range of Fang Fang's skills without looking at the road, and sent Fang Fang's first kill.

Chacha hurriedly read the life and death article and lamented that it was not easy to revive Shengge, "Brother Sheng?"

"Xiao Ling is looking for me, I'm sorry," Sheng Ge returned to the battlefield, not easily apologizing, but his hand was still on the chat interface, clearly admitting his mistake sincerely and unrepentant.

Shengge is not easy to be out of state, Fang Fang is the setting of Sword Immortal's flexible positioning, there is no strict safety zone in the whole map, he has to keep moving, and soon he is sent away by two swords, Chacha is busy treating him Did not pay attention to hatred over MT.

Originally, the nanny stood far away to protect herself, Xiaohua's chivalrous character turn to fire skill was still cooling down, Feng Ling only protected Li Mufeng, now the poison fang skill went straight to Chacha, and no one could rush to the rescue.

"Xiaohua's destiny calls," Li Mufeng shouted.

"Oh, yes!" Hearing Li Mufeng's reminder, Xiaohua remembered that she and Chacha had formed a destiny contract, and she could call the other half of the contract to her side.

Protecting Chacha behind her, Xiao Hua gave Fang Fang a fat beating, and dropped two skills in succession before regaining her hatred.

The scene regained control, and Chacha jokingly said, "Huahua, I suddenly feel that your back is very tall."

Xiaohua smiled proudly, "It must be, my brother is also a man who is short of 0.5 to round up to 1.8 meters."

No complaints about how sad Xiaohua used the word rounding, Li Mufeng and Feng Ling's focus was off track at the same time.

Li Mufeng felt that what his family Xian'er said was right, and only with interaction can there be a hotbed of ambiguity.

Feng Ling felt that this summoning was really useful, and when it came out in the future, it would be better to take Mu Feng to hide his skills, just like he used to protect him when he was leveling up.

Without the good luck of the past, Fang Fang returned to the receiving group to lie flat again, and was repeatedly molested by everyone until his blood volume cleared.

But this time the dungeon was destined not to be peaceful. When everyone finished paying the rewards and was about to exit the dungeon, Feng Ling suddenly gasped, his right foot was stuck in the map stones and he couldn't move.

"It seems... Ubisoft," Li Mufeng concluded after squatting down and observing carefully.

Feng Ling has only heard of Ubisoft game dealers, but this seems to have nothing to do with his feet, "Ubisoft?"

"Uh, it's a bug. Your character model overlaps with the map. You need to ask the GM to deal with it." After Li Mufeng explained to Feng Ling, he turned to others and said, "I'll stay with Xian'er, and I'll contact the game customer service by the way. You can settle the bill." Where to cool off and go to enjoy the cool air."

"Understand, I won't disturb the space between the two of you," the seven of them laughed with extra connotation.

After the seven people withdrew, only Li Mufeng and Feng Ling were left in the huge dungeon, they hadn't been refreshed and reset, and there wasn't even a single extra mob on the map.

The night wind on the top of the mountain was steep, whimpering and passing by, blowing away a bit of the quiet loneliness of the world.

"The technical department is urgently processing. I don't know if I will miss the fireworks and the magpie bridge at [-] o'clock." After closing the chat interface, Li Mufeng walked to Feng Ling and asked him to sit down together. "Why don't you watch the stars first?"

With her right foot stuck in the stone, Feng Ling bent her right leg and sat down, looking up at the sky to count the cold stars, and said, "Aren't you going to see it?"

"Wait for you to be together, once a year on Qixi Festival." Speaking of this, Li Mufeng suddenly remembered the speculation about Feng Ling's identity, and asked curiously, "Are you not interested?"

"..." Reminiscing about the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, Feng Ling said that from the legendary level of Qixi Festival, he seemed to be really not interested, even pretending that he didn't want to.

After carefully choosing his words, Feng Ling said euphemistically, "It's about average, one year in the world, one day in the sky, people who meet every day, it seems that there is not much expectation."

Following Feng Ling's thoughts, Li Mufeng's mind automatically came up with the scene of Niulang working across the bridge and Weaver Girl doing chores at home. The highly anticipated reunion on the Magpie Bridge is more like a wife welcoming her husband after work, and a bitter love drama turns into a family in a second. Daily drama.

"The two would quarrel over the education of their sons, and Magpie often complained that they were disturbing the people," Feng Ling continued to recall without noticing Li Mufeng's subtle expression.

"..." Very good, now it has become a family ethics drama again, how will he look directly at this supposedly romantic and poignant day in the future, "Xian'er, I think those gifted poets who hurt the Spring and Autumn on the Qixi Festival will cry gone."

After taking a deep look at Li Mufeng, Feng Ling replied, "Should not be too good at crying, it's about Qixi Festival, but it's actually about themselves, the legend doesn't matter."

Just as Li Mufeng was about to open his mouth to continue inquiring, there was a "ding dong" sound for the message reminder.

"The GM replied that it would take more than ten minutes, and I might miss the outside activities," Li Mufeng said after estimating the time.

Feng Ling persuaded, "You can watch for me."

"No, fireworks without you are not called fireworks, and magpie bridges without you are not called magpie bridges. It's just flowers and birds, nothing to see."

Feng Ling covered her mouth and chuckled when she heard the words, then looked up at the silver stars shining in the sky, the cows are far away, the river is bright, tonight is indeed a night of twin stars, ignoring the world, and making the gods jealous.

"Although I'm not interested in Cowherd and Weaver Girl, but with you, I will probably like Qixi Festival."

The author has something to say:

Feng: I said that about the interaction?Is that the original story?

Li: Yes, this is what the teacher understands

Unit: How did you show up in the same nine years?How can I be as good as you?

Li: It's very simple, see?This is face, throw it on the ground, then you can be the successor of Du|Xiu just like me