Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 230 Wu'an City 4: Weak

People who sit on the dragon throne often put themselves in a very high position.

Qin Sheng thought about this sentence again and again. Although he didn't want to admit it, he no longer had the confidence to say "impossible".

He closed his eyes, sighed deeply, and his shoulders, which had been straightened, slumped.

If the king orders his subject to die, must the subject die?

Was he killed by just one sentence?

The sky in the illusion was cloudless, and the scorching sun was burning in the clear sky, but it made Qin Sheng's heart cold.

It's not that he hasn't thought about it, but he just doesn't dare to take another step forward.

"When I was young, I followed my father into the palace and met His Majesty in the cold palace." Qin Sheng said softly, "He was so small and weak, dragging his sick body to greet me, but I am just the son of a general, far less noble than him as a prince."

"I said, Your Highness is worth a fortune, how can he bend for me? He said, I am the only one who will treat him like this in this life."

"Later, I helped him ascend the throne. The ministers knelt on the ground. He held my fingertips and told me that he would govern this vast country well."

Qin Sheng suddenly laughed at himself. He looked up at the sky and said, "So, his way of ruling is to charge me with treason and have me torn into pieces by five horses?"

After hearing the whole sentence, He Feng widened his eyes slightly.

Oh wow, this story is quite interesting.

It seems that this general and the emperor are a couple, it's so simple.

The audience who were watching the fun were also shocked, and their gossip spirits were instantly ignited.

[Oh my god! What a miserable loyal dog! God! So pitiful.]

[I heard that the second main mission is to stop the general from taking revenge. Can we not stop him? This kind of heartless person should have his head twisted off!]

[I second this motion! Hege! Don’t stop us! Let the general charge!]

"Of course I have to give it a try." He Feng was a little amused: "It's just that whether it's organizing or stopping it, I can't tell the difference."

Barrage:?

What a great blockade! The organization is really confused.

Their Brother He is still awesome.

"Do you know how to break this thing?" He Feng stepped on the stone floor under his feet: "Break it quickly, I will lead you to rebel."

Qin Sheng choked and shook his head very honestly.

Don't ask him, he really doesn't know.

After all, he was in standby mode most of the time, and was only woken up occasionally because players came to his house and he had to deal with them.

This time, no one knew what happened, he suddenly woke up, and then he was allowed to choose to enter the illusion.

In fact, in addition to his intuition, the reason he chose He Feng was because there was a circle of small light bulbs around He Feng's name, which was very eye-catching, so it was difficult for him not to choose him.

It was as if something was guiding him to make his choice.

He Feng understood.

It's nothing more than the semicolon machines in the horror game system starting to leak again.

How simple.

So what does being deserted by friends and family bring to the horror game system?

Six years have passed, and He Feng still hasn't figured out this problem.

Maybe it was noon, the sun was shining brightly, and I was wearing three layers of clothes, so I felt very hot.

He Feng took Qin Sheng directly back to the meeting room, but this time there were only the two of them sitting together.

"Not knowing anything means that I have to follow the plot." He Feng pulled at his collar and finally felt a little cooler. "Why don't I go change my clothes? It's so hot."

He Feng was wearing thick silk and satin. Maybe because of the ancient background, he now had long hair. However, unlike the previous copy, this time his hair was not loose but tied behind his head. It was tied a little tightly, causing pain to his scalp.

"It's summer in the fantasy world, why do we have to wear such thick clothes?" He Feng frowned and looked for suitable clothes in the mall: "I want to apply, is this reasonable? This is unreasonable."

[I am really dying of laughter. Others who enter the dungeon: hurry to complete the tasks, the atmosphere is very tense, and the relationship between players is not harmonious. Hege goes through the dungeon: eat, drink, sleep, complain about the bad clothes, and then kill the BOSS with a knife.]

[Duan Ganze: For that boss who chopped me down with a backhand strike, just report my ID number.]

[Hahahahahahahahahahaha, Duan Ganze, an unlucky guy who was repeatedly pulled out and whipped because the difficulty was too low hahahahaha! ]

[In fact, it would be difficult for other people to deal with Duan Ganze, but who made He Ge meet him? What does this mean? It means that Duan Ganze's luck value is even lower than He Ge's.]

"I like to hear that." He Feng gave a thumbs up: "Others should learn from this and say more."

The barrage chose to simply ignore this request.

He Feng didn't argue with them. He scanned the pile of goods. His fingertips paused and he saw a set of white clothes.

It also looks like ancient costume, but the fabric is specially made, and the product description says it is super cool.

He Feng may not believe in the horror game system, but he cannot help but believe the introduction of the mall.

The mall said that this set of clothes is cool, so it is really cool, so He Feng chose to buy it directly.

The clothes in the sealed bag were instantly in He Feng's hands. He patted the bag, said hello to Qin Sheng, and walked into the inner room.

He Feng took off his thick clothes one by one. Wearing only his underwear, he felt that he was at least five pounds lighter than before. Even the weight on his shoulders disappeared. He felt extremely light.

He Feng twisted his arms and began to study how to wear the white clothes.

Perhaps because ancient clothing was too complicated, this set of clothes also comes with an instruction manual that describes in detail how to wear the clothes.

He Feng followed the tutorial and changed his inner garment into a matching one. As soon as he put on the satin fabric, He Feng felt cool. He uttered a small "wow" and was a little surprised.

The live broadcast room closed automatically when He Feng changed his underwear just now, and opened automatically again after he put on his underwear. Now it kept filming He Feng's waist.

Clothes made of silk can better outline the curves of the body. If the old perverts in the live broadcast room were to describe it, they would say that the waist-to-hip ratio is simply amazing.

The young man has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his long, dark hair falls down to his waist. His hair is as smooth and soft as precious silk, which is a feast for the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room.

The whole set of clothes has three layers. After putting on the inner garment, you have to put on something like a long gown, and finally the ivory outer garment.

Silk threads depict idle clouds and wild cranes on it, and the cloud patterns embroidered with gold threads highlight the elegance of the entire garment.

The leather cuffs showed off the young man's slender wrists, and the two red ropes outlined his waist, making everyone in the live broadcast room dazzled.

The original way of tying his hair was no longer suitable for this outfit, so He Feng bought a hair crown. He first tied his long hair into a high ponytail, and then put on the hair crown before he was completely dressed.

He Feng turned around, the corners of his lips curled up slightly and asked, "How is it, is this brother handsome?"

[Brother He, you are so handsome. Since Brother Fu is not here, I will kiss you first!]

[Ahhhh! Hege! I really am going to die!]

[Goff, you eat really well. Gnashing teeth.]

The response from the barrage was still full of screams. He Feng was very satisfied. He hooked the red string around his waist and asked Hu Yanwangji and the others in his heart, "Do you think he will like it?"

Zhang Yurui commented: "I don't know whether he likes it or not, but Brother Shen will simulate in his mind how to take off this suit."

Huyan Wanji agreed: "Let Brother Shen tear it up directly."

He Feng's ears turned red, and he coughed a few times to signal everyone to be serious.

"I feel like something is missing." Si Shanyue suddenly said. He looked at the hair accessories on Huyan Wanji's hair and suddenly understood: "Brother! See if there are any hair accessories? Buy them and wear them!"

He Feng blinked his eyes, and listened to Si Shanyue's words for the rare occasion, so he bought a hairpin and put it on his hair.

The main body of the hair clip is made of red gemstones, connected by a silver chain, and there are some other accessories. The long piece hanging on the hair instantly adds a lot of vitality.

The barrage of comments erupted into even louder shouts, and He Feng couldn't make out a single word of the comments that were being posted so quickly, so he simply sent them to find Shen Zishu.

The audience was so excited at the sight of her stunning beauty that they didn't know where to put their blood. Just when they were about to burst out in one breath, they discovered that Shen Zishu had changed his clothes without them knowing.

It was similar to what He Feng was wearing now, but it was black with green bamboo embroidered on it with silver thread. There was a silver waist guard around the waist with a red jade pendant hanging on it.

Shen Zishu's long hair was also tied up with a crown, without any hair accessories, but with a wooden hairpin.

The barrage of comments stopped at this moment. Shen Zishu looked for a long time but didn't see any message, and he became worried.

He frowned slightly, and tapped the light screen with his slender fingertips. His affectionate peach blossom eyes drooped, not as gentle as when he looked at He Feng, but rather fierce.

"What's wrong?" Shen Zishu was a little confused: "Is it broken?"

[I say, He Ge and Ge Fu are a perfect match, no one of you objects, right?]

[Hey! Let’s see who dares!]

The barrage became active again, and Shen Zishu also understood the whole story and couldn't help but chuckle.

Just now, he was having a meeting with a group of counterfeit people. The maid who served tea spilled the tea and wet his clothes, so he had to change his clothes.

Coincidentally, he also saw the white set, but intuitively he thought it was more suitable for He Feng so he bought the black set. Who knew that it would become a couple's outfit in the end.

"Thank you." Shen Zishu smiled: "We have been together for six years."

The chattering comments: ...?

[After my favorite couple got married for five years, there was an outrageous rumor that they had been together for six years.]

"This is true." Shen Zishu couldn't help but boast, "We have been together for six years."

Barrage:……

[The style is quite right with He Ge, but once it comes to Ge Fu, they start showing off their love. Ge Fu, there is really no more room for showing off, because they are so full of couple outfits.]

[Goff: You have to eat even if you can’t eat it!]

[It’s so sweet, I’m looking for my head everywhere.]

The barrage of comments returned to He Feng's side amidst the wailing, and the audience kept retelling what Shen Zishu had done.

He Feng was quite happy to hear that. He pulled the hair accessory over and tugged at the red jade on it, pretending not to care and said, "We have indeed been together for six years, there is no problem."

The barrage of comments showed off another bowl of dog food with tears in their eyes.

It’s nothing, it’s mainly because their CP is so good and it’s very appetizing.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the window. Someone passed by the room where He Feng was and ran towards the main door of the conference room.

He Feng became interested. He pushed the door open and Hua Luo, who came to report, stumbled in.

"General!" The little girl's face was covered with tears. She knelt on the ground and sobbed, "Please run! The capital has issued an order! The whole family is to be executed. They want to put the general's mansion to death!"

Qin Sheng sat in the chair without moving and exhaled deeply: "No matter how many times I hear this sentence, I find it ridiculous. Confiscating my property, all the men and women in my general's mansion are brave generals who fight on the battlefield. I am the youngest in the family. My father, mother, eldest sister, and two brothers all died on the battlefield. Confiscating my property, what else can they confiscate? It's nothing more than my life."

Hua Luo looked up in a daze, her face full of tears: "General?"

"That's enough." He Feng stepped forward and helped the little girl up from the ground: "Let's go, rebellion."

"Master He!" Hua Luo grabbed He Feng's wrist and said, "Run! The general is still one of our enemies. You are a civilian and you are powerless. How can you be a match for those soldiers?"

He Feng: "Hey, why are you cursing for no reason?"

Dawn was taken out, the long sword was broken into two, and He Feng rushed out.

"You're powerless, right?" He Feng chopped off a soldier's head with his backhand: "That's quite a vivid description. After all, I don't tie them up. I usually just chop them to death."

The audience in the live broadcast room almost died of laughter.

[He·Weak as a kite·Feng.]

[Okay, the biggest joke I've heard this year: He Ge is so weak that he can't even tie a chicken.]

[Can this word still be used to describe He Ge? Cheese has risen, my family!]

[Here comes the point: "Cheese."]

Huyan Wanji and a few others laughed so hard that they fell to the ground. Their exaggerated appearance made He Feng speechless.

"It shouldn't be that serious." He Feng dodged the splattered blood, carefully avoiding staining his white clothes with blood: "It's almost done."

“Brother He, you don’t understand the value of being powerless, hahahaha!” Huyan Wanji lay on the ground and laughed non-stop: “If you are powerless, then what are the others? Hahahahahahahaha! Can you be knocked out by a bang on the head?”

He Feng: "It's fine, don't bring up the gold content."

There was only one soldier left among those who came to arrest the general. He saw that something was wrong and turned around to run, but as soon as he took a step, his head separated from his body.

The blood-stained long sword was thrown high into the air and then caught steadily. With a turn of the young man's wrist, the two long swords merged into one, and the tip of the sword suddenly stabbed into the ground.

There were more than a dozen corpses piled up in front of the young man, all of them killed by a single knife. The knife marks were neat and clear, showing that the person who wielded the knife moved quickly and cleanly without any delay.

He Feng placed his hand on the hilt of the knife. He looked up at the dumbfounded Hua Luo and smiled smugly: "Who are you saying is powerless, huh?"