Am I doing something wrong while playing games in another world?

In the moonlit willow branches, people meet after dusk.

The red moon gradually rose slowly, and the wind in the valley was very cool. The lawn that had just been trimmed by sword energy exuded the smell of green grass juice, which was a bit pungent.

Le Xingye was walking shivering in the cold wind. He had been lying in bed pretending to be sick for almost three days. He Jingchi, the current head of the Bearing Sword Sect, asked him to go to the hinterland of the sect. He refused several times and said that he had not recovered from his injuries.

It's a day that can last a day.

But this afternoon, He Jingchi asked He Qin to tell Le Xingye that they must meet in the hinterland of the sect before Yueshang Branch.

Looking at He Qin's helpless look, Le Xingye could only hold back his timidity and went to the so-called hinterland of the sect.

That is the center of the valley. There, there is an iron sword hundreds of meters high stuck in the ground, towering like a cloud. Below the iron sword, there is a hot spring. It is said that the ancestors of the Negative Sword Gate have used the sword's temperature to nourish this hot spring all year round.

, so that the disciples who later enter Jianquan will enhance their understanding of the way of the sword under the stimulation of sword energy.

The wind on the road was very cold, and Le Xingzhi was even colder. In the past three days, he had been thinking about it, trying to see if there was any way to break the situation without being discovered by He Jingchi. He even thought about simply going down the mountain and running away, but he didn't carry his sword.

Le Xingye couldn't break the mountain-protecting sword formation set up by He Jingchi at the gate. He wanted to directly tell the disciples to go down the mountain for a walk, but He Qin blocked him and refused to let him go down the mountain.

As for rushing out forcefully, sorry, it seems that he can't defeat any core disciple of the Negative Sword Sect now, even the weakest Jing Chu, the LV11 level above his head is so dazzling.

Finally, he came to Jianquan, hoping to hide it better so that He Jingchi would not discover his problem.

He was even prepared. If He Jingchi discovered his problem, he would immediately throw out the "future" he knew after playing the game for several hours, just asking He Jingchi to let him live.

If he made up his mind not to let Le Xingye go, he would——

Holding He Jingchi's thigh tightly, begging him not to kill him.

The kind that doesn't even have any skin left.

"Enter--"

Le Xingye pushed open the fence surrounding the sword spring, and the steaming heat filled the air. The surrounding area was shrouded in a shallow layer of mist. In the mist, there was a vague figure standing by the spring. He noticed Le Xingye's arrival, and he slowly

Slowly turning around, it was He Jingchi.

It is different from the handsome young man with a slightly melancholy face whom Le Hoshino saw in the game when he was young. He is more similar to the white-haired man from the Seventh Son of the Sword Sect era.

Although there are some traces of time on his face, he still appears to be in his prime, but the long black and white hair and the unwavering look in Gujing's eyes seem to tell Le Xingye that in the blink of an eye, he is far away from the young man who left the mountain gate at the beginning of the game.

At this point in time, hundreds of years have passed.

A bath towel was pointed by He Jingchi and flew into Le Xingye's hands: "With a sigh, it entered the sword spring."

Le Xingye didn't know how to answer him, so he simply remained silent and watched as He Jingchi untied his Taoist robe, put on his bath towel and entered the sword spring, entering the sword spring in a learned manner.

He consciously found an area far away from He Jingchi. Through this distance, the steaming mist made Le Xingye Yuxi unable to see He Jingchi's face clearly.

"You have suffered a lot from the three evil dragons."

Le Xingye carefully thought about Yang Yitan's character in his memory. He was a smart and upright man. Killing demons and demons was the norm for him. In order to prevent the three evil dragons from wreaking havoc, Yang Yitan even went into deep danger.

He reluctantly imitated Yang Yitan's tone in his memory:

"How can we allow three evil dragons to cause trouble within the protection of the Negative Sword Gate? As for this body's cultivation, go ahead!"

"You're so generous just because you've cultivated yourself." He Jingchi's voice was a little emotional, but there didn't seem to be any other weird tone mixed in, which made Le Xingye, who was a little scared, feel relieved and relieved.

, he noticed that the Sword Spring water seemed a little strange. Lying in it, it was as if countless people were scratching his body with their nails, it was crisp and numb.

But contrary to expectations, Le Xingye liked this feeling quite a lot.

"Is it possible that I am not generous enough to be able to come back with this level of cultivation?"

Opposite him, He Jingchi stood up from the pool. Amidst the sound of churning water, he walked in with his shirtless body gradually clear. His black and white hair was wetted by the spring water. As he approached, Le Xingye

Under stress, my heartbeat speeds up slightly.

He Jingchi forced Le Xingye into a corner and pressed his palms on the fence at the edge of the sword spring. He Jingchi was so frightened that Le Xingye tried his best to back away.

Unfortunately, he never expected that before he could bang a girl, he would be banged by a handsome guy. He felt that he was in danger now. In the memory of Yang Yitan he had, he had never...

I remember that He Jingchi was a male.

Woo hoo hoo, Nan Tong was by my side and knocked me against the wall. What should I do now?

We can’t fast forward to fencing!

"Of course you don't care, because after all, you are not him!"

He Jingchi's voice was a little melancholy, but Le Xingye's wandering mind seemed to have hit an Antarctic glacier, feeling cold and painful.

You just said a few words and you were exposed?

He raised his head and looked at He Jingchi, as if he wanted to explain something, but when he saw the tips of his hair that were wetted by the spring water sticking to his face, the spring water slid down his cheeks and splashed little ripples on the sword spring.

There was some silence, and it took a long time before he said "I'm sorry."

He saw He Jingchi's upper body, with ugly scars all over it, and then looked at his face, there were no tears in his eyes, they were just like the deep sea, deep and indescribable.

Presumably he must attach great importance to Yang Yitan!

After hundreds of years of joys and sorrows, only the book boy Yang Yitan accompanied him to this point. Then, the monsters in the mountains and seas were raging. In order to avenge the army of beggars, the monsters were bound to crush the negative sword gate and the person in it to ashes.

In the game, the brief warm moments between He Jingchi and the Seven Sons of the Negative Sword Sect will be destroyed by the monstrous sea of ​​blood at any time.

The chains of hatred will last forever, or one party will be destroyed and be swallowed up by the tide of history in sorrow.

Thinking about it, it's quite sad.

"I know, you didn't just sigh."

He Jingchi had already sat down at some point, with his back to Le Xingye, and stretched out his hands to tie up his long hair: "Yi Tan is a timid person. More than a hundred years ago, the mountain gate was about to collapse, and the monsters of the mountains and seas fought for a chance to survive.

The possibility, brazenly launched an attack on the Fourth Konglu, the cries and lamentations of countless compatriots, the blood shed by the strong men of the Dao Alliance, intertwined with the monstrous sea of ​​blood of the demon clan, and from then on we fell deeper and deeper.

In the battle at Shanheguan, my brother's blood was spattered in front of me. I felt depressed for a long time. He had been with me since he was a child. He knew the pain in my heart, so he said to me, Master, Shanheguan and his party were poor and weak. If I could be like the master,

In this way, it is enough to kill the evil spirits with a sword.

Later~ and later, he asked for the inheritance of the Master of War from the Dao Alliance. He, who has always been timid, learned the inheritance that most needs to be sustained by fighting. He just wanted to stay with me longer, but he——"