Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Players counter-kill the instance boss?

How can it be?

Cheng Xiao frowned and entered in a puzzled way.

Obviously, all the replies sneered at this sensational title.

"What is the original poster's dream? Don't just know the rhythm to mislead the newcomer, OK?"

"When I am sick, I am still dreaming of killing the boss. If I have the ability, I will try to kill one. The grass on your grave will be 1.8 meters tall next year on Ching Ming Festival."

"It's really unbelievable. The real dry goods post next door is uninterested, but this sensational post floats on the homepage. Don't you bother me or I'm annoying, @版主? The moderator has come out to work."

"Row. Everyone has less daydreaming. I don't know if I can survive the next instance and come out to be a demon. There is no end to it."

Cheng Xiao sneered in his heart while scrolling down the web page.

To be honest, when he first entered this game, he also imagined whether he could earn points to redeem props, unlock the gene lock and upgrade to become stronger, like in those novels on the Internet, but the reality has given it. He made a heavy blow-the first thing the senior man told him was: Don't think about it, these are impossible to happen.

As long as in the dungeon, the boss of the dungeon is the absolute ruler. It can kill the player in 10,000 ways, but the player cannot cause any harm to them.

The anti-kill in the novel only exists in the novel, and in the real world there is only lingering and struggling to survive.

The only way to survive in this cruel and unusual world is to play a game according to the rules.

Puzzles, dice, hide-and-seek, role-play, or simply live enough time.

Cheng Xiao shook his head.

Looking at the logo on the top of the poster, he shouldn't be a newcomer anymore, and he will post this kind of post. I don't know if it is deliberate phishing or it is really stupid.

——I just don’t know that this post will be so high.

This thought flashed through Cheng Xiao's mind.

But he didn't bother to explore further.

Just as he was about to close this post, a reply suddenly appeared under his thumb:

"That's a secret sign? A good-looking man?"

Cheng Xiao was taken aback.

He is familiar with the ID of this post. He is a veteran who has posted a lot of dry posts next door, and he is also well-known in the forum.

This...what's going on?

Cheng Xiao was at a loss.

He then flipped down and found that other players had exactly the same psychological process as his own. A series of neatly arranged "fuck" swiped the screen below:

"really?"

"Boss, don't make such jokes with us!"

"Has it been hacked?"

"?? What nonsense is going on upstairs, how could this forum be hacked."

This is indeed the case.

Cheng Xiao continued to pull down and found that the poster of that post replied: "Yes! Are you also a survival level?"

The boss ID has not responded yet, but another ID that also appears more frequently in the forum appears below.

It replied: "I am a survival level. I prove that what the host said is not an exaggeration. Whenever there is a lie, I will turn my head off and play a ball for all the people in the forum."

——Cheng Xiao now knows why this post has been liked so high.

After this reply appeared, the entire post boiled instantly, and the number of floors increased crazily with the number of refreshes.

Cheng Xiao's hand turned a little sore, and he didn't turn to the end of the post.

He watched the players in the building enthusiastically discussing the possibility, or questioning the truth of the matter, or guessing that this situation happened under such circumstances, but more people are still speculating on the appearance of the dialogue. That connector code, that "good-looking man".

Who is he, what status is he, and how does he do it.

Of course, there are also individual players who made the topic crooked-just how good-looking this player is that will make the straight guys who have always been a popular science poster use this feature as a joint code.

What's even more incredible is that the third player was actually fished out through such an abstract signal.

——It's not that we don't believe it, it's just that we all want to open our eyes.

Finally, Cheng Xiao turned to the bottom and saw the big man reply to the player who had just come out to bet and swear:

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."

Immediately afterwards, he replied to the original poster on the next floor: "I am looking for a prop level."

Wait... Looking for props?

Cheng Xiao was taken aback for a moment.

However, before he could react, his fingertips slid down unconsciously. Then, a blank space replaced the hot discussion just now, and the above system prompt looked extremely dazzling:

"This post has been deleted"

Cheng Xiao stared at the blank cell phone screen blankly, his brain still a bit unable to turn.

Game levels for finding items are indeed not uncommon.

But "good-looking man"...

Fortunately to see that level, he has indeed only seen one.

Indeed, as long as the word “good-looking” is thought of, the face that seems to have been carefully carved by the Creator will emerge from his mind. It has almost become an instinctive association. It's hard to be worthy of the compliment of being good-looking anymore.

Moreover, the first time they met was in an item-finding level...

Is this... a coincidence?

Cheng Xiao held the phone, thinking a little uncertain.

It's impossible, the character in the forum, let's take a bath in his bathroom now...

It won't be so coincidental! !

In the bathroom, the patter of water stopped.

Ge Xiu turned off the faucet and went to the sink.

He started to wipe away the misted mirror.

On that hazy and smooth surface, the youth's slightly blurred face was reflected.

In the mist of water, those dark eyes looked extremely clear and distant, like cold-colored metal soaked in mercury, appearing silent and silent under the light.

Ge Xiu wiped his face and lowered his eyes.

From the first copy, there is a question that has always haunted him.

Why can't I see [him]?

He could distinguish all the supernatural props from other items at a glance, but only the rose that was handed over to him by the opponent, Ge Xiu did not notice any problems from the beginning. To be precise, the rose In his eyes, flowers are no different from ordinary roses.

Ge Xiu can see all the ghosts.

After all, they are all supernatural energy bodies, whether they hide their bodies or pretend to be ordinary people, there is nothing to hide in Ge Xiu's eyes.

However, that man is completely different.

If it hadn’t been for Ge Xiu that the moment when the old woman touched him, the expression on her face changed, he would not even be suspicious, let alone find that the other party was just following him quietly, until the subtotaler was slightly used. The other party aroused from the state of invisibility.

And when entering the ancestral hall, due to the sudden drop in temperature, Ge Xiu did not realize that the other party did not follow him into it.

Although he was not afraid of the things that might be faced in the ancestral hall, his ignorance made him feel extremely puzzled.

Ge Xiu now knows that the entire world is constructed by the opponent's spiritual power, but even so, the entire framework is constructed based on reality, and the existence of the opponent projected into the world must be an energy body, but why can't he see it? Where is it?

Ge Xiu walked out of the bathroom.

The steaming water behind his figure diffused out following his figure, and a moist citrus green grass scent spread in the room.

The light in the living room is bright, and the golden sunlight spills in through the window, which looks ethereal and clear, and quiet and excessive.

Ge Xiu glanced around in the living room.

Not only was Cheng Xiao missing, but even the other figure he cared more about was not among them.

There was no one in the living room.

He frowned slightly.

However, before he could do anything, he felt a pair of cold hands encircling his waist from behind, and the other body immediately clung to it.

Ge Xiu was taken aback.

He barely restrained his subconscious urge to fight back, tilted his head slightly, and said annoyedly: "Are you naive?"

Immediately afterwards, Ge Xiu felt a slight weight on his shoulders.

The man’s chin came up:

"Not childish."

The water droplet slipped from the wet black hair, stayed at the wet hair end for a moment, and then fell on Ge Xiu's shoulder, leaving a translucent dark water stain on the white cloth.

The man's eyes followed the drop of water, his eyes darkened slightly.

Ge Xiu earned twice:

"Let go."

The man tightened his arms reluctantly. He turned his head slightly, burying the young black hair with moisture in the tip of his nose, sniffed, and muttered in a low voice:

"It smells good."

"..." Ge Xiu took a deep breath, with an impeccable smile on his face, he said word by word: "I will convey to Cheng Xiao your praise for his shampoo."

man:"……"

At this moment, there was a sudden "squeak" not far in front of me.

Ge Xiu raised his eyes and met Cheng Xiao who came out of the room.

After hearing the sound of running water in the bathroom stop, Cheng Xiao finally decided to come out and ask myself after a few minutes of psychological construction.

——He really didn't expect to see the scene before him.

Cheng Xiao was stunned. His brain and expression seemed to freeze. It was a long time before he finally woke up like a dream. He slammed back as if he had been stepped on his tail, his entire face flushed suddenly, and he stammered:

"Sorry to interrupt!"

"Wait……"

Before Ge Xiu's next word exited, he heard a loud bang from not far away.

The door closed heavily in front of his eyes.

In the clear sunlight, you can almost see the flying dust brought up by the closed door.

Ge Xiu: "..."

The chest clinging to his back is cold and solid, and the arms around his waist are still as stable as Mount Tai.

The two people were in front of each other, their bodies almost touching each other.

Not to mention that Ge Xiu just came out of the shower, and his clothes were just draped loosely. Under the wide open neckline, there was a large white dazzling skin and a clear and straight clavicle. The light-colored fabric was more wet when it was wet. It has become almost transparent. In the sun, there is almost no big color difference between the white shirt and the white skin. At first glance, it seems even more special...

pornography.

Ge Xiu lowered his head and glanced at his current posture with the other party, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes forcefully.

I always feel...

I can't explain it clearly anyway.

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