(Another recommended book: Fantasy Game Evolution!

The following is the introduction: The real name of this book is: "Even in infinite space, I just want to be a quiet home!", "I am forced to choose to participate in infinite games, I will not easily choose to take it with a dog!"

"If you want to die, I will accompany you to die!"

This is a theme that has been played with, the protagonist who has been played with has changed from his initial emotions and slowly turned into a scum, and the infinite flow that has been played with has changed.`

Ling Yan, who was forced to participate in the game, said: I am just a little accountant from Tongfuli, Shanghai (heavy fog)

——Well, in short, it’s just the joyful direction of playing with memes~ Just go to Happy Bookstore to collect it~(Run~))

With the flash of light, Ling Yan returned to the main god space and saw the guy who gave him permission to come in directly at this time was playing Devil May Cry with his games.

"Oh! Do you think my level is just that?" He was bullying the Fire Bull, well, the one who was often injured by Devil May Cry, shouted excitedly, but his level - I really can't bear to look at it.

Walking behind him, Ling Yan kicked him!

Duang——!

Without any surprises, he buried himself in the game console and completely scrapped the game that could be redeemed with one point.

"Damn it! Come back when you come back! Why are you so violent? " Pull out the disc fragments inserted into your head, Jie shouted at Ling Yan: "Do you believe it or not, I will go to Uncle Quanzhilang to sue you!?"

"—" Facing the tone of Jie, Ling Yan immediately thought of seeing the memory there before, and then subconsciously punched out!

Duang——!

Once again, the catastrophe was knocked into the wall of the main god space and embedded it immediately fell down again.`

After looking at Jie's appearance at this moment, Ling Yan nodded seriously: "Well, it looks like a real person."

Then he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Damn, is this crazy?" He stood up from the ground and asked Ling Yan, who was standing at the door as if he was stunned, "What's wrong? Could it be that he was possessed by something like a shepherd?"

"Those things are not qualified to possess me." Ling Yan asked Jie without looking back and said, "I'll say Jie."

"What?"

"If, in the case of if, we are really brothers - would you feel that we are still happy as reincarnationists?"

"—" After hearing Ling Yan's question, Jie fell silent.

Happiness? This kind of thing has nothing to do with the Reincarnationist at the beginning, right?

But listening to his question, Jie always wanted to say something.

"this--"

"Just pretend I didn't ask anything." Suddenly, Ling Yan interrupted him, and with his puzzled expression, he left the station and went to the place he should go.

"——You kid must have seen something, right?" Ling Yan Jie sighed silently at the departure.

For him, there are too many things that should not be said and things that cannot be said.

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Not long after, when Ling Yan appeared in the stall of the uncle who was wearing fat, Oujisang, who was not only dressed but also had a more eccentric strength, had been waiting for a long time.

Tickling the fat times he had worn on his head, he said hello to Ling Yan lazily: "Oh, it seems that his strength has improved. Could it be that he killed those guys?"

"You look bad." Ling Yan looked at him: "Why do I feel like you haven't taken a shower for many days?"

"It's nothing. I went back to the headquarters and used a lot of it to the workshop - well. Anyway, it's something you can't understand no matter what." The uncle wearing a fat man yawned: "The first time I used cultivation, alchemy, magical modification and technology to make such crazy weapons, everyone thought I was crazy."

"Thank you." Ling Yan sincerely expressed his gratitude. He never stings in return for those who helped him: "I will add another 50,000 reward points to you."

"Don't thank me only." The fat uncle waved his hand and said, "After all, I'm retired. If it weren't for your masters' speaking, I wouldn't have a good time to find you young people to get those things."

"—You have always been retired?"

"Well, if you have to say it, in addition to the versatile player Xingye, there is also the guy who has to sit on a chair to support the storefront with his butt. Ye Wang and others are all retired. For example, Ye Wang is now in charge of the library. The magic troops have been changed several times, and Quan Zhilang handed over the attacking troops to Jie, and I handed over my workshop to Xiaoling."

He snatched his face from the fat guy and said, "After all, do you want to show space for young people? No?"

Facing his statement, Ling Yan smiled: "Sure enough, the reason why Qianjun is called the most bizarre battle group is still pride is still the old guys."

"Haha, isn't it better to live happily?" Oujisang, who was wearing fat, showed a smile without any negative emotions. After activate the privacy mode, a black barrier that could not be seen through appeared around the store.

Under the monotonous light, the fat uncle opened his space and took out a box that seemed to be a continuous stream of seals and restraints: "In short, with the prompt from the little girl in the sword, I transformed her and this sword to the most perfect level as much as possible."

"If the weapon you carry was the most perfect work I was when I was young, then this weapon is the most perfect work I can do now."

"As you do exactly as you ask, the seven forms are like the existence of universal weapons. Even I feel that such power is real 'luck'."

As he said that, he untied all the seals and bonds, as if the box sealing something terrible was opened - revealing the giant sword inside.

The appearance has not changed at all, and even the patterns on the sword have not changed at all.

But Ling Yan felt that this sword was completely different... It even made him feel very nostalgic: it was like this weapon was his weapon a long time ago...

Without any hesitation, Ling Yan held the weapon.

The moment he held it, he even felt the sword as if he was cheering: Reunion! Reunion! We finally reunion!

Then, he shook his head and found that it was probably his own illusion.

At the same time, the tattooed witch also appeared in front of him at this time, hugging Ling Yan with the emotions and identity of the lover who had been reunited for a long time: "Yes, I miss you so much!"

"—" Facing the girl who was holding her, Ling Yan showed a helpless expression and agreed to hug her and said, "Sorry, I'm really sorry."

For Linghua, Ling Yan knew that she had neglected her, and sometimes even forgot her directly, but she had no complaints at all. Instead, she was just afraid of her incompetence and was afraid that she would not be able to help him at all. Because for Linghua, he had already merged with the soul fragments that Jiu Shi wanted, and was her last family and last lover.

So for Linghua, if he said that he did not owe anything, he would be a nonsense that he could not believe even himself.

"It's okay, it's really okay." Facing Ling Yan's apology, the girl smiled gently, and said as if a child showing off her grades: "Uncle Yan has helped me become much stronger! This time I won't be unable to help you because of my sleep! Believe me! This time I can definitely help you get everything back with you!"

"—" Faced with Ling Hua's happiness, Ling Yan nodded: "Well, I'll ask you this time."

"I said, can you two little guys not show your love in front of me, an old single dog?" Looking at the young man and woman in front of me, I don't know how to follow the uncle who was holding a cigarette in his mouth, showing a helpless expression.

Although you know that the small separation between two little guys is a necessary plot, you shouldn't do such things in front of me, an old single dog, right?

——Recalling back then, I was also a romantic boy?

Speaking lines similar to those of a necromancer master, Uncle Fatty dissipated his loneliness, just like the cigarette in his mouth.

"Uh-I'm so sorry." Uncle Yan apologized in the face of the lonely endorsement, although I don't know why this guy was so excited?

In the crisp sound, Ling Yan traded the reward of 50,000 extra reward points to the uncle who was wearing fat.

Looking at the numbers refreshed on the watch, the uncle, who had no interest in facing such things that were completely numbers, rubbed the corners of his eyes and yawned and said:

"Anyway, your kid's strength has also improved and his weapons have been upgraded. It's time to rescue his wife and create miracles by the way?"

"—Although I know why you are talking, I feel like you are just setting me up a flag?" Ling Yan showed a convulsive expression in the face of the words of the fat uncle.

"Just just think that I feel that young people are very excited nowadays." After yawning, he went back to his blacksmith shop without saying anything.

It seems like this that I will go to bed.

"—"Although I don't know why this guy didn't ask him to take the sword back, Ling Yan calmly said: It's better not to return this weapon.

So, after making all the preparations that should be made, Ling Yan carried his two weapons and Linghua and disappeared again under the light ball of the main god...

This time, I will definitely save you! Ling Meng! (To be continued.)

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