The dark feeling gradually became clearer as her consciousness condensed again. Chu Lingbing, who was lying in the game cabin, slowly opened her eyes. The buzzing sound surrounding her body also temporarily left the game as she The operation gradually decreased, which seemed to prove that the high-speed operation mode gradually stopped in this way. The last few remaining sweet feelings that she had never experienced were still echoing in her heart. The woman with long hair and long clothes lay in the cabin for a long time. After a while, she heard the flashing prompts and alarms in the game cabin. , and hurriedly ran out with a blushing face: "Bathroom, bathroom..."
"ha……"
The system installed in the game cabin and responsible for maintaining the physiological characteristics of the human body gradually returned to its normal blue color as the woman left. The flowing surface then slowly flashed past the increasingly slender figure walking back from the bathroom. Chu Lingbing, who returned to his original position like a wandering soul, then let out a long sigh of relief, and his eyes darkened as he gradually softened and knelt down: "Haha, hahahaha..."
It's just like a dream.
Inexplicable laughter was still coming from her mouth, but the woman with her hands on the side of the game cabin shed inexplicable tears involuntarily. Her haggard face, which she had been forced to rely on the game cabin's physiological maintenance system for several days, also followed. The shaking of her shoulders flashed up and down on the smooth surface of the cabin, and finally slowly showed her tearful smile: "You are not dead yet, you are not dead yet..."
"Since you are really not dead, then I can... continue to live."
Muttering these words, Chu Lingbing, whose face was full of tears, slowly raised her head. The long and messy hair that had been dragged to the ground because it had not been trimmed for a long time also moved back and forth on the ground as she raised her head. It swayed, and finally slowly floated up together with her body that struggled to stand up. As if she still had no intention of taking care of herself, the woman dragging her long coat quickly returned to the game cabin in the small room. Her face, which looked dull due to haggardness, was filled with excitement and joy as she mentioned it again. A completely different crimson color from his usual image: "I have to go back quickly...well."
The movement of lying down in the game cabin paused for a moment, and her eyes slowly fell on the light screens with flashing message prompts in front of her. Her eyes that she originally didn't want to pay attention to also turned slightly as the messages passed by, and finally With frowning brows, they gradually became entangled: "New ranking...throne challenge...special meeting...and..."
"The dark witch."
As if she was reciting a name that had nothing to do with her, Chu Lingbing's voice became deeper, and her eyes, which were lost in thought, followed her subconscious movements of turning her head, and fell on the ones that never stopped beating. On those friend chat lists: "...forget it."
"It has nothing to do with me now."
She shook her head, pulled the last trace of her exposed long hair in together with her long white coat, and then closed her eyes anxiously as the cabin door gradually fell. The white light emitted when she entered the game then appeared in her mind again as her consciousness deepened. The figure of the seventh-level player with the words "Snow Spirit and Fantasy Ice" on his head then appeared in the free world tank. In the tavern in Sang City, she quickly opened her eyes and sat up from the damp and simple bed. At the same time, she looked around the dark and narrow room: "Duan Qing, Duan Qing! Where are you? Duan...ah."
"What's it called? I just wanted to go out and argue with that boss Paul."
Slowly pushing open the wooden door of the room, the gray-robed magician who poked his head out then appeared in the field of vision in front of Xue Ling Huan Bing: "Didn't you go offline to rest? It's just passed...well, converted into In real time, it’s only been ten minutes, right?”
"I, I'm done resting."
A flash of red flashed across his face again, and Xue Ling Huan Bing immediately replied angrily: "Isn't ten minutes enough? I just went to the toilet..."
"Please, you haven't been offline for several days."
With a long sigh, Duan Qing, who was still standing by the door, then retracted his intention to leave: "Even with the life support system of the advanced game cabin, players can't go without eating, right? You eat Have you got your stuff? Have you slept?"
"..."
"Go and eat quickly."
Duan Qing pressed his forehead and rubbed the tip of his brow, then pointed towards the bed: "Your body will collapse."
"I, I don't want it." Xueling Huanbing, who was looking at the other party with his arms folded, shook his head resolutely: "I want to go out with you."
"I just went out to find that Paul... to discuss our accommodation. One more person and one less person doesn't make any difference." Duan Qing closed the door slightly: "But you - if your body If I don’t take a good rest, there’s nothing I can do about it.”
"I-I'm fine."
He hurriedly walked down from the bed, dragging the woman in white clothes and white hair into Duan Qing's arms in a few steps: "That's nice to say, what if I can't see you when I come back? What if you, you - —”
"……well."
Holding the other person's trembling body and sighing, Duan Qing stretched out his arms and patted Xue Ling Huan Bing's back: "I told you I won't leave. We are now... uh, we are partners, no? ?"
"……Um."
"The situation here doesn't seem to be very peaceful, and we still have a lot of things to do."
Placing his palms up and down the woman's thin back to soothe her for a while, Duan Qing slightly let go of the woman's tight hold on her body: "You go and have a good rest first. After I finish exploring the news, we can continue our adventure together. OK?"
"..."
"I will continue traveling with you Lingbing."
Tugging at the corner of his mouth helplessly, Duan Qing simply hugged the other person sideways, and then while looking at the other person's silent face with clenched fists, he placed the other person on the simple bed again: " Isn’t it just to find a place where you can safely log off? You’ve been online for how many days in a row, you idiot?”
"When we regain our energy, we will discuss the next thing together." He showed a comforting smile to the woman lying on the bed: "Be obedient, I will definitely wait for you."
"...Then we've made an agreement."
The hands tightly clenched in front of her chest slowly loosened up. Xue Ling Huanbing smiled and slowly retracted her eyes that had been lingering on each other: "I, when I go online, you must be with me." In front of me, otherwise, I will, I will..."
"Okay, okay, I promise you."
"Then...well, let's take a little...rest."
Duan Qing, who was still holding the other person in his arms and sitting on the edge of the bed, nodded with the same smile. Then, after watching the woman in white with a look of reluctance in his arms gradually disappear, he slowly He gradually stood up from the bed. The noisy sounds that had been ringing above the surrounding floors slowly subsided as this period of time passed, leaving only Duan Qing's back that had not moved, standing still, as if he had been thinking for a long time and then He shook his head vigorously, as if to expel certain thoughts and conjectures from his mind: "It should be fine."
"I'm fine, why would she be fine?"
Looking down at the stretching fingers, Duan Qing sighed softly, and then after looking around the surrounding room, he opened the door to the room again. The slight sound of the door lock then echoed in the deserted underground corridor accompanied by the sight of the magician's figure gradually leaving, and soon returned to the surface with Duan Qing's footsteps climbing the steps, his His eyes stayed in the center of the already empty pub hall for a moment, and finally walked to the bar where the owner named Paul was: "Is it closed?"
"rest."
It seemed that he did not understand the meaning of the word spoken by the other party. The sturdy and somewhat obese boss raised his head, and then while confirming the identity of the visitor in front of him, he continued to wipe the wine glass. : "It's already dawn, and the drinkers have gone back to rest."
"It's already dawn."
Turning to look at the rays of sunlight streaming out of the window on the side, Duan Qing took a deep breath: "I thought your place was some kind of underground tavern. Can't we still see the sun during the day?"
"Can you change our place to room 206 on the ground?" He shook the greasy little key in his hand: "My friend is a little afraid of the cold, and now he wants to get more sunshine."
"...Wind Eagle only has one floor."
The action of wiping the wine glass paused again, and the boss Paul retracted his weird look: "This is a tavern, not a hotel. There is only one room with a bed in the wine cellar, and you have the key now."
"It's not Locke's fault." Duan Qing immediately pointed in the direction of the cold gate: "If he and the people around him hadn't kept asking questions, I might have surrounded this city. I've been around three times! There's no need to stay in this damn place."
"Trust me, those questions will do you good."
Putting one of the wooden cups in his hand aside, Paul then picked up the other wine glass beside him: "There are a few rumors that are somewhat true, and there have indeed been a lot of abnormalities around Tanzania City recently. , senior officials have ordered to sound the alarm in this place and surrounding areas, and strictly control the entry and exit of foreigners."
"Being able to let you in is already the best treatment." He shook his head: "If it falls into the hands of those nobles... hum."
With a heavy cold snort, the tavern owner who lowered his head was speechless. Duan Qing, who had a clear understanding in his heart, then gave up his doubts and turned around to open the door of the "Wind Eagle" tavern. The sound of jingling bells and the creaking sound of the wooden door being pushed open rang in the scene next to his ears. The streets of Tanzania that were full of imperial flavor also appeared in front of the magician. Duan Qing took a deep breath and then raised his head vigorously, and his eyes gradually fell on the row of shops opposite the tavern - which seemed to be the same as a free city near the East China Sea. It was early morning in Tanzania and it was the quietest time of the day. The shop owner who was cleaning up his shop had become accustomed to such a situation, and his sleepy eyes had no intention of paying attention to this deserted street. Wisps of sunshine from the clear sky then fell on the fronts of other shops that were constantly cleaning up their doorways. At the same time, the morning breeze brought by the increasingly warm weather swept through, and they followed this simple line. The outline of the house and the stone brick surface of the street moved forward, and finally turned the next corner in front with a faint shout: "Stop... we want to inspect..."
"What? We are legal..."
"I don't care if you guys...give it to me..."
"...Today is what we have to do...otherwise..."
Should I say that this place is really not peaceful, or that it has very imperial characteristics?
Having said these words silently in his heart, the gray-robed magician shook his head. The next moment he wanted to cross the street, he was interrupted by a speeding carriage that suddenly passed in front of him. There were also several imperial guards yelling and cursing as they chased the figure behind the crooked carriage. Duan Qing, who stared at this rather strange scene with his hands on his hips, let out a few faint smiles of surprise for a while, and then a low voice of inquiry followed the imperial soldiers who had just dashed past. He came to the magician standing at the door of the tavern: "You are... Mr. Linyuan Duanshui, right?"
"Who are you……?"
"I am John Corner, a member of the Third Squadron of the Second Battalion of the Santerius Provincial Guard."
The metal on the armor made several random collision sounds in the air. An imperial soldier who walked up to Duan Qing replied lazily. The arm holding the metal helmet was then raised casually over his head, It was a military salute in this way: "As entrusted by the captain, I came here to pick you up today, Your Excellency Alchemist."
"Uh...hello."
Duan Qing stood there blinking and looking at each other for a while. Duan Qing was a little helpless and gestured back and forth for a long time. Finally, the imperial soldier who was so lazy that he didn't look like an imperial soldier at all looked back and forth and pointed at the tavern behind him. Damen: "Is it... the Locke from yesterday?"
"Yes, that's Locke."
After letting out a few low coughs, the soldier who called himself John Corner curled his lips and squinted: "Any more questions?"
"Uh, um..." Duan Qing still didn't retract his finger: "My companion is still resting inside..."
"There's also a lady with white hair, right? I know."
The imperial soldier who waved his hand casually and turned towards the door of the tavern threw his helmet behind him: "Do we need to wait for her to come out? How long do we need to wait? I know those ladies need a long time to dress up. If If you don’t mind…”
"You can buy me a drink first." He pushed open the door of the tavern and showed an incomprehensible smile: "Trust me."
"This will do you good."
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