Immortal Demon

Earth. Heze City, China.

　　In the old cabin, the dim light exudes a dim brilliance, and only a small and thin figure can be seen sitting in front of a dusty and oily computer.

　　 Ye Feng stared at a game called "Food Chain" on the computer. He was participating in the poem appreciation activity on the full moon night of August and 15th in the "Food Chain" game and won game coins.

　　 "These players are very talented. Time is running out. It seems that I want to win this prize again and earn 10,000 yuan. I have to take out the poems at the bottom of the box."

Ye Feng sighed and looked at the busy traffic outside the window. He seemed to recall something bad: "Oh, a penny makes a heroic man, I think I used to be the four great talents of Tsinghua University, and now they become professional players incognito. , I’m so downhearted that I can’t compete with the game players for poems. Hey, who told me to kill the dozen or so drunk knives and treat me like someone else wanting to beat me up? It’s a disaster, this Tamar’s life is completely finished..."

　　 Ye Feng sighed, lit a cigarette, took two deep breaths, and hurriedly opened the "Submit Poems" page, and then snapped.

　　 Following Ye Feng’s snapping words, a group of gamers on the game page heated up discussions.

"Huh? The big red demon actually participated in the poem appreciation activity, big demon, you are the first player in this game, and all of my equipment was chased and chopped off by you. You are so embarrassed to follow us Are these poor people robbing this full moon night for activities?"

"Yeah! Big demon, you block up in the safe zone every day and explode our equipment. I have been killed by you more than a dozen times. You have sold seven or eight thousand yuan with my **** outfit. I'm sorry. Grab this ten thousand yuan again?"

"Really! Brothers, don’t let the red-named demon win first place, don’t vote for him! Ma’s! He was so embarrassed to participate in the poem appreciation contest, 70% of the players in a district let him kill Once, a school girl I made made him cut off from playing this game! It made him lose love on the night of the full moon, and this popularity still has the face to participate in the poetry appreciation contest! We don’t vote for him, unless ten All the judges gave him votes, otherwise he would not want to win this first place!"

　　 was talking, a judge's words appeared in the chat box: "Huh? Men's OK? What a talented poem..."

"Ah?! Hey! What did I see! A judge publicly talked about the poems of the famous Red Demon? Hey hey hey! Judge, are you embarrassed? Did you collect the money? Ma's! I'll take a look at this scumbag Poems."

　　 "Men's Line"

　　 When a man kills, he is merciless.

　　 Qianqiu immortal karma, all in the killing.

　　 There used to be a heroic man, and he was committed to his loyalty.

　　睚睚 is to kill, and the body is lighter than a feather.

　　 There are males and tyrants again, killing people in chaos,

　　 galloping around the world, only boasting about it.

　　 I want to find this kind of thing, but in vain to find the shadow of the moon.

　　 I’m not seeing you,

　　 Confucian scholars rushed to death, and Shenzhou praised benevolence and righteousness ever since.

　　 As soon as the barbarians and the Central Plains were chased by the barbarians, the scholars rushed to the cowards and wept.

　　 I want to learn from the old style and regain my pride.

　　 The reputation is the same as dung, and those who disdain benevolent ridicule.

　　 With a sharp iron sword on his body, he kills when he gets angry.

　　 Cut stocks and drink together, talking and laughing ghostly.

　　 Thousands of miles to kill the enemy, I would like to spend ten weeks star.

　　 specializes in Zhu Tian Guangren, and Jie Ming Ming love.

　　 headed out to the west gate, and Mu mentioned people head back.

　　 God is tired and sleepy, and the battle cry suddenly blows.

　　 Ximen don't leave mother, mother is not sad for her children.

　　 The body has a history of history, but the boy will never return.

　　 Killing the world, terribly shocked the Yin Court.

　　 Killing one person in three steps, the heart stops.

　　 The blood is flowing for thousands of miles, and the corpse sleeps on Chihiro Mountain.

　　 After the war, the warrior is tired of the enemy's corpse.

　　 Still killing people in his dreams, smiles reflect Suhui.

　　 My daughter Mo Xiang asked, why are men fierce?

　　In ancient times, benevolence and morality only harm people, and morality has never been true.

　　 I’m not seeing you,

　　 The liger’s prey is prestigious. Who is pity for the poor elk?

　　 The world has always been strong and weak, even if it is reasonable, it is in vain.

　　 Jun Xiu asked,

　　 Men have their own men’s lines.

　　 Men's line, be violent.

　　 Matters and benevolence are incompatible.

　　Men's affairs are in the battlefield, and they are as brave as bears and eyes are like wolves.

　　 If you are a man, you will kill, and do not teach a man to wrap the heart of a woman.

　　 The man never shirts, and his opponent smiles to each other.

　　 There are one hundred battlefields in the field of hatred, and every place is willing to be green with weeds.

　　 Men don’t shudder, there are songs to listen to:

　　 Killing is a sin, but Tu Wan is a male.

　　 slaughtered nine million, that is, Xiong Zhongxiong.

　　 Xiong Nakao, the way is different,

　　 See through thousands of years of benevolence and justice, but make this life dominate.

　　 The good name does not love notoriety, and the heart is not punished for killing millions of people.

　　I would rather teach people to gnash their teeth and hate, but not to teach people to curse me.

　　 Looking at the world for five thousand years, where can heroes not kill?

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　　 After Ye Feng submitted his poem, he closed the poem appreciation activity page, and continued to operate his game character "Red Demon", silently went to the wild boar hole to fight monsters and eat his brains to get started. UU reading www. Ye Feng on uukanshu.com was indignant with the sentiments of the game players who didn’t care about the poems page. The top ten judges only commented on the talents of the poems, and didn’t look at which player made it. The first one, Ye Feng, believes he can still get it. .

　　 But at this moment, there was a tight knock at the door. Ye Feng was puzzled. He didn't know anyone here. Who would knock on his door? The landlord? The landlord had collected his own rent for one year before leaving the country six months ago.

Ye Feng hurriedly came to the door and looked out through the cat's eyes. When he could see who it was, he was startled and sweated. He hurried to the computer and took out his change and bank card with someone else’s ID card. He put it all in his pocket, then opened the underground tunnel that he had spent a long time digging under the computer desk, and quickly closed the game. In the future, he will have to rely on this game account to eat, and he must not let the police see it. How did the police find out about yourself? I have read hundreds of anti-investigation books, and I have made everything seamless!

While playing at Ye Fengguan, an inexplicable dialog box popped up suddenly from the game: "Game account: The Red Name Demon, your poetry system is very appreciated. Congratulations on being selected by this system as [Another Universe Exploration] Passerby], this system will be bound to you in ten seconds, please be prepared."

"Damn! What is this? What kind of pathfinder?" Ye Feng was already angry and left the game. He directly pressed the computer restart button, then picked up a knife and went straight into the dark tunnel. Run at a fast speed.

But as soon as he got into the underpass and ran into the underground waterway, he was able to get out of the manhole cover and get into the crowd. Ye Feng suddenly felt numb all over his body, and his eyes suddenly turned black. The last thought was: Ma's ! I fuck. Someone pulled the wire into the sewer!