future game space

"It's so hot, it's so hot, God, just stab me to death." In the city, Qian Qianhu stood by the window of the inn. Even though he was only wearing a pair of big pants, the midsummer heat still made him want to die.

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Zhang Yang sat on the edge of the bed, crouching his upper body and closing his eyes to rest, repeating those words to himself over and over again, feeling calm and naturally feeling cold...

Damn you, sister! Zhang Yang couldn't help but get out of bed. Zhang Yang would rather freeze to death than die in the heat. Compared with him, Qian Qianhu was even more miserable, and all his flesh was like animal fur.

His whole body was red, and he was only one or two steps away from fainting from heat stroke.

"Bang bang bang!" There was a knock on the door, "Sir, you want the ice."

Qian Qianhu quickly opened the door and looked at the basin of ice held by the waiter. He wished he could throw his whole head into it. However, due to the publicity, Qian Qianhu didn't dare to just bury his face in the ice.

After the waiter left, Zhang Yang took out his sword, split a piece of ice, and threw it directly into his mouth. Qian Qianhu stared at it for a long time, and finally waited until Zhang Yang helped him split a piece of ice. Qian Qianhu quickly stuffed the ice into his mouth.

He shouted: "Comfortable, comfortable!"

After a while, the waiter brought out various summer fruits, as well as cold dishes and some herbal tea prepared by the inn chef.

Zhang Yang took a sip of herbal tea and could feel the ice cubes in his mouth melting quickly. He picked up a piece of watermelon and ate it regardless of the image. Although the plan was in order, in such a natural environment, Zhang Yang was still a little helpless. At this time,

Zhang Yang was even thinking about how great it would be if his fire special ability was an ice special ability. Although it wouldn't be effective immediately, he wouldn't be as miserable as he is now.

A basin of ice was eaten to pieces by Qian Qianhu and Zhang Yang. Qian Qianhu's teeth were almost frozen due to the cold. He was panting heavily and fanning himself with a cattail leaf fan.

A gust of cool wind finally blew in from the window, and Qian Qianhu groaned comfortably: "Brother, if I can exchange silver for coolness, I am willing to do it even for a thousand taels."

"You have to hope for rain, otherwise...it's useless for you to take one million taels." Zhang Yang became extremely lazy even when he spoke, lying on the mat, drowsy.

After a while, Qian Qianhu opened the door again and greeted the waiter.

The waiter was so busy that he was sweating profusely. Finally, he lifted the two barrels up, filled the two barrels with water, and put some ice in the barrels.

When the door was closed, Qian Qianhu jumped into the bucket wearing big underpants.

"Wow!" Qian Qianhu yelled, stood up directly, and said shivering: "It's too... too cold."

Qian Qianhu stood for two or three seconds and finally couldn't help but rushed out of the barrel. After Zhang Yang saw the barrel, he took off all his clothes and sat naked in the tub. The pores on his body instantly opened.

, the blood seems to be frozen, this coolness is refreshing to the heart and even makes people's teeth chatter.

If it weren't for Zhang Yang's unusual physique, sitting in this wooden barrel for a while would be just wishful thinking, and he would definitely end up looking like a bear like Money Tiger.

Qian Qianhu looked at Zhang Yang who was sitting quietly in the tub with envy. After entering and exiting several times, the ice in the barrel had almost melted and the temperature had risen slightly. Qian Qianhu then sat proudly in the tub.

Picking up a piece of watermelon, he gnawed the watermelon cleanly.

"Brother, are you going to do it tonight?" Qian Qianhu asked.

Zhang Yang ate the peach, nodded and said, "Just tonight."

Qian Qianhu took a bite of cucumber shreds that tasted cool and sour, and said, "Is it reliable?"

Zhang Yang glanced at Qian Hu and was too lazy to answer. Soon, Zhang Yang lay down in the tub and took a nap. Being able to be so comfortable in midsummer is only possible because of money. Otherwise, I'm afraid the two of them would have to fight with someone who couldn't stand the heat.

Like other people, they ran to the river in the city and jumped into the river.

Qianqianhu pouted and angrily swept away everything on the dining table, then leaned his head on the edge of the bucket and belched from time to time.

When Zhang Yang woke up, Qian Qianhu was still grinding his teeth, farting and snoring in the bucket. Looking at the blisters on the bucket, the corners of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched.

At this time, the sky had already darkened. Zhang Yang walked out of the bucket. The night was still a bit hot. After putting on his clothes, Zhang Yang went downstairs alone.

Sitting downstairs, Zhang Yang ordered a few dishes of side dishes and a bottle of ice wine, and ate them leisurely.

It is worth mentioning that Boss Gao is very efficient in his work. The mighty troops are already heading towards the Twelve Feipeng Gang. This false and real routine makes King Wanpeng extremely angry. It would be too much to defend.

You are timid, but don't be defensive. Who knows what will happen? If there is a mystery behind this pretense, you will suffer a big loss.

Mr. Gao thought that Zhang Yang's skills were very clever. It had to be said that Zhang Yang's skills could be either false or real. Only this point could not be achieved by ordinary people.

Especially after Boss Gao built momentum for Zhang Yang.

After eating a few simple bites, Zhang Yang walked out of the inn. There were few pedestrians on the street, but you could still see some old people sitting under the tree in front of the door, rocking in their rocking chairs and fanning their cattail fans.

Looking at the mansion not far away, Zhang Yang raised the corner of his mouth. After easily jumping into the mansion, Zhang Yang became cautious.

There are many people patrolling the mansion. Even if there are no patrols in the palace, there will definitely be people here because this is the Sun Mansion.

Zhang Yang has used this strategy more than once, and it has always worked well. He attacked in the east and in the west. On the one hand, he threatened to destroy the Twelve Feipeng Gang, but on the other hand, Zhang Yang returned to Sun Yat-sen with Qianhu without anyone noticing.

Sun Yubo is a smart man near his mansion, but in this situation, anyone would fall into the trap.

No one can figure out Zhang Yang's path, and Zhang Yang is undoubtedly a huge heretic in this world.

Zhang Yang had planned long ago to kill Lu Xiangchuan first, and after the special ability was unlocked again, he would go straight to Huanglong and join the Twelve Feipeng Gang.

Zhang Yang has calculated that no matter which of his next special abilities is unlocked, it will be a ruthless blow to the world.

"Old man." A voice came from the room not far away. Zhang Yang's sharp ears instantly caught the slight sound, Lu Xiangchuan!

Zhang Yang appeared outside the room after just a few dives, squatting down and listening quietly.

"That assassin wants to destroy the Twelve Flying Peng Gang. This matter will never be too simple." Lu Xiangchuan guessed.

"Well, I suspect he is making false claims, so be careful." A deep voice sounded, belonging to Sun Yubo.

Zhang Yang, who was listening outside the door, raised the corner of his mouth. Even if Sun Yubo guessed that he was making an attack, it was too late now. Zhang Yang had not dared to take action rashly. What he was most worried about was that he could not find Lu Xiangchuan. But now, Zhang Yang found Lu Xiangchuan.

The location of Xiangchuan also means that Zhang Yang's attempt to conquer the east and west has been successful.

I'm not afraid of you guessing, I'm just afraid of you hiding.

Zhang Yang smiled very cunningly, revealing his white teeth, and a cold sword appeared in his hand. Zhang Yang's breathing adjusted quickly, and his eyes closed slightly at this moment.

Feeling all the commotion around him, Zhang Yang's breathing was in sync with the wind, and a vague shadow in the room appeared in Zhang Yang's mind. He now roughly knew the location of Lü Xiangchuan.

Zhang Yang is no longer prepared to be conservative anymore, one strike! Zhang Yang is only prepared to use one move to kill Lu Xiangchuan!

"Old man, I understand that even though the assassin cut off two of my fingers, I will never let him take advantage of it again. I will not let the same thing happen twice." Lü Xiangchuan sounded confident.

, he knew that Sun Yubo liked confident people.

"Yes." Sun Yubo laughed, "Don't worry, I will let Han Tang protect you in these two days."

After hearing Sun Yubo's arrangement, Lu Xiangchuan bowed gratefully.

Outside the room, the sword was already flying in Zhang Yang's palm. After countless battles, the sword was like one of Zhang Yang's fingers, which could be easily controlled by Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang was used to this.

Suddenly! The long sword was clenched by Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang took two steps forward, turned around suddenly, and the long sword in his hand was thrown out by Zhang Yang.

The position where the long sword was thrown was clearly where Ritsuka Chuan was in the room.

Flying sword!

Zhang Yang relied entirely on his own whims to perform such a move. It was obviously impossible to get close to him, and only a sudden blow could kill Ritsukagawa.

"Papa!" The straight flying sword, the sharp tip of the sword, directly smashed the door into pieces. Countless sawdust flew everywhere, some fell on the grass, and some were shaken far away and landed on the rockery.

In the pond next to it.

Sawdust floated on the surface of the pond, like a small boat in the rough waves.

And the straight long sword kept its momentum and rushed directly towards Luxiang River.

Not only did Lu Xiangchuan fail to react to the sudden change, but even Sun Yubo was stunned for a moment. The moment the door tore apart, Zhang Yang's eyes widened, and there was... another person in the room!

Han Tang!

Zhang Yang never expected that Han Tang could breathe like silk and stand there motionless like a building!

This is very different from Zhang Yang's original plan.

Sun Yubo may not be able to stop this flying sword, but what about Han Tang? Who can guarantee that Han Tang can't stop this flying sword?

Han Tangneng!

Zhang Yang was sure that as long as Han Tang blocked it with his sword, his prepared attack would be disintegrated in an instant.

But Han Tang stood there, motionless, watching helplessly as Zhang Yang's long sword penetrated Lu Xiangchuan's head. The force of the long sword when it rushed toward Lu Xiangchuan directly made Lu Xiangchuan fly up out of thin air.

Nailed together on the wooden pillar in the room, Ritsuka Chuan didn't even have a chance to fight back. After being nailed there, he was floating left and right like clothes in the wind.

"Han Tang didn't take action? Why?" Zhang Yang was shocked.

At this time, a voice came from Zhang Yang's ear: "All special abilities of player Zhang Yang have been unlocked."