"Player Dongfang Bubai, you have been selected into the game of gods and demons. In this real game, as long as you pay the source point, you can get everything you want..."

Listening to the sound that kept ringing in my mind, Dongfang Bubai's phoenix eyes were filled with evil eyes, and his fingers were pulled and the door stretched opened instantly. A string of silk threads of various colors rushed out like strange poisonous snakes, dancing wildly in the room.

Ding, Ding!

With crisp sounds, a little bit of cold light passed through the silk thread, penetrated the walls, pillars, and roofs. In just a few breaths, the bathroom full of luxury was pierced through the endless holes.

No, nothing!

Dongfang Bubai was sure that there was no one in this room except him!

Unless that person has martial arts far above him, even so, he should have perceptions.

What's going on?

His heart was shocked, and a face that was charming, heroic and domineering was full of incredible expressions.

No matter what he was thinking, the voice in his mind was still telling it calmly and indifferently, as if everything he had just done was just a ridiculous clown in the eyes of the other party.

"Please choose a piece of land, become your own farm, and plant crops. After harvesting the results, you can sell them to get the source point and continue to buy seeds, or you can eat them yourself to increase your strength."

"Number players' benefits, one package of first-level seeds, please pay attention to checking them."

At this point, the sound disappeared instantly.

A stinging pain suddenly came from the wrist of the left hand. Dongfang Bubai looked at it, narrowed his phoenix eyes, and his murderous aura rolled like a substance, but his heart was shocked.

A black mark appeared on his wrist.

The marks are like twisted and entangled lines, and all the lines form a pattern, like an eye, and like a sun.

What kind of player's logo is this?

Dongfang Bubai whispered in his heart, and his heart became more and more shocked.

Who can silently leave a mark on his Dongfang Bubai?

Who can do such a thing? Is it true that it was done by gods and demons?

God and demon?

snort!

With a cold snorting, a huge sense of pride suddenly surged in his heart.

If the figure just now said true, he would be like a god and a demon one day!

"Bit!"

With a crisp sound, Dongfang Bubai saw a pack of seeds appear for no reason and landed on the ground in front of him.

He picked his fingers and a red silver needle flew out, wrapping around the pack of seeds, and he gently pulled it into his hand.

Looking at the ordinary seeds in his hand, Dongfang Bubai's face was gloomy and clear, but then he chuckled softly: "Then try it. If it is true, it would be a great opportunity."

Having said that, a sense of anger arises in his heart due to powerlessness and fear of the unknown. His arms were shaken, and the silk threads in the entire bathroom were instantly tense.

The next second, the bathroom cracked and collapsed with a bang.

Dongfang Bubai flew up like a ghost, landing lightly on the ruins. Looking at the Sun and Moon Gods who rushed over because of the movement, without waiting for everyone to speak, he said lightly in an unquestionable tone: "Find me a piece of land."

Find a piece of land?

The church members looked at each other speechlessly and looked stunned, but Dongfang Bubai's orders were never rejected. They could only respond loudly and start to get busy.

Looking at the scene in the virtual scene, Song Guixi smiled.

It's not too difficult, this player is about to start.

He believed that Dongfang Bubai would definitely become a loyal and reliable player after he was sure that eating those dishes could increase his strength.

After all, is there someone who likes power who can resist the rapid increase in power without any sequelae?

As soon as the thought came to mind, the virtual screen belonging to Dongfang Bubai disappeared, and Huang Feihong's virtual screen jumped out.

After consuming the source point again, Huang Feihong's figure jumped out of the screen.

Guangzhou, Baozhilin.

Spring is shining and it is another good weather.

A man in a beige robe stood on the edge of the school field, quietly watching his apprentices practicing martial arts, correcting some movements from time to time.

He had a gentle face but a firm look, and his whole body seemed to be a sharp sword that restrained his sharpness.

He is Huang Feihong, the master of Bao Zhilin, a famous Guangzhou master, the coach of the Black Chess Army and the head coach of the militia.

Suddenly, his face changed slightly, he nodded to the disciples, turned around and left quickly.

When he walked to an unmanned courtyard, he clasped his fists and said aloud: "Which senior is joking with Huang?"

quiet……

Song Guixi held back his smile, his face twitched violently, but he continued to talk about the rules of the game and announced the other party's player identity at a slow pace.

He can completely leave this matter to the system, as long as he set it up in advance, but he still wants to experience it himself.

Huang Feihong kept holding his fists and stood like a puppet for a few seconds, his face getting worse and worse. Then he shouted: "Senior teased me in this way, may I bully me, Baozhilin, no one?"

As he said that, he gently slid his clothes and said, "Please give me advice!"

The wind blew gently, and Huang Feihong's clothes swayed gently.

Suddenly, a 'Puchi' laughter sounded at the door of the yard.

Huang Feihong's face froze, then he frowned and said to the pretty woman standing at the door: "Aunt Thirteenth, are you teasing me again?"

Aunt Thirteen was stunned for a moment and said in confusion: "I'm teasing you?"

He curled his lips and said innocently: "I didn't tease you, but you were standing in the yard stupidly. Senior, please give me advice, I thought you were rehearsing the show."

Rehearse, rehearse the program?

Huang Feihong's mouth twitched, and as he heard the sounds still ringing in his mind, he said in confusion: "You really didn't tease me?"

The Thirteenth Aunt who came back from studying abroad was weird and full of tricks. Huang Feihong was always teased by her and had to be wary of her.

Maybe Aunt Thirteen was using that black box to secretly record her embarrassing appearance, and if you want to force herself...

Thinking of this, Huang Feihong shut up tightly and turned around and looked around.

Seeing that Huang Feihong was not as if he was fake, Aunt Thirteen couldn't help but frown, walked to Huang Feihong, and reached out to touch Huang Feihong's forehead.

Feeling the tenderness on his forehead, Huang Feihong hurriedly took a step back.

Seeing this, Aunt Thirteen laughed and said, "I don't have a fever, I'm still dull!"

Huang Feihong's face turned red and she turned around and left. Her fast-moving legs looked full of embarrassment.

"Hehe!"

Aunt Thirteen laughed out loud.

Huang Feihong quickly returned to his room, closed the door tightly, and then after feeling the pain on his wrist, he hurriedly pulled up his sleeves and saw the pattern that looked like his eyes and the sun, and his mind was shocked.

Games, players...

What the voice just now said is true?

If it is true? Was that God just now?

That... grow vegetables?

Just now, this idea came up, and a pack of seeds appeared in the air and was grabbed by him.

The player's logo, the sound that appears in the mind, and the seeds that appear out of thin air...

hiss!

He gasped.

He has grown this vegetable!

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