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Chapter 2 The First Protagonist

above the ice sheet.

The huge insect monster that was still flaunting its might has fallen to pieces on the ground, the cross-section of the wound is smooth and crisp cutting marks, and the dark compound eyes have been burnt to a piece of scorched black.The tentacles twitched a couple of times for the last time, and finally stopped moving.

A fishy smell that is very different from normal creatures emerges from the wounds of its corpse.

However, most of Bian Ruofei's attention did not fall on it.He maintained the posture of falling on the ground, raised his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the man standing in front of him without any cover.

I saw him take up a sword flower casually, and easily shake off the mucus and blood beads belonging to the insect monster on the blade.The posture of retracting the sword was quick and skillful, the blade slipped into the sheath, hardly making any sound.

His long black hair was half-tied up casually with strips of cloth, and it swayed slightly with the movement of his head.

With the movement, what fell into Bian Ruofei's eyes was a silver-gray copper mask, covering most of the face of the visitor, only revealing the thin red lips and the sharp chin below.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

Bian Ruofei remembered the flash of inspiration in his brain at the most critical moment, so he snapped his fingers cautiously, and a card appeared out of nowhere at his fingertips.

The tactile feeling is false and real, and it is clearly in his hands, but it seems to be in another dimension.

He glanced down at the writing on it, then raised his eyes, and tentatively opened his mouth to ask the young man standing opposite him, "Tang Feiqi?"

Although the corresponding information surfaced in Bian Ruofei's mind as soon as the other party appeared here, Bian Ruofei's voice was almost knotted because the guess was too outrageous.

What was displayed on that card was the cover of the first novel he published that year, "One Sword to the Sky", and the image of the characters appeared on the top, and the name of the male protagonist was clearly marked in small characters next to it.

Hearing this, the young man who stood there nodded slightly, as a tacit consent.

Bian Ruofei immediately jumped up from the ground, without even patting the dirt on his body, he ran in front of the man in a few steps, and looked at him with wide eyes after getting close.

Memories related to it also quickly flooded into my mind.

The novel with Tang Feiqi as the main character was written during the summer vacation of his senior year of high school, and it was also his first attempt to create a web novel.

At that time, it was popular to train from the bottom and upgrade the hero, Bian Ruofei naturally wrote the article with great interest. The background was set in the world of cultivating immortals, and it described how the young man who had a miserable life experience and a deep hatred would kill the cannon fodder who bullied him one by one. Step on your feet, defeat all enemies, find your own life experience, and finally climb to the top.

And at this moment, the other party was standing in front of him alive like this!

Tang Feiqi stood where he was, with a pair of black eyes watching the boy running and walking towards him calmly.

His footsteps are flimsy and his movements are sluggish. He is obviously an ordinary person with no cultivation.

The distance between the two was pulled extremely close by Bian Ruofei.

In the next second, without warning, he grabbed the young man's left hand, which was not holding a sword—two hands held it up at the same time and held it firmly in the palm of his hand.

"Thank you for saving me!" Bian Ruofei said sincerely, ignoring the slight struggle in his hand, he shook the opponent's hand up and down vigorously, his eyes sparkling.

"It's just a matter of raising your hands." Seeing that he couldn't get free, Tang Feiqi also stopped his movements, and his eyes fell on the young man without a trace.

The 20-year-old Bian Ruofei has a rather small baby face and is often mistaken for a high school student when walking on the road.At this time, his face was still stained with a little dust left over from the battle just now, which made his complexion quite fair, and the long eyelashes on a pair of translucent eyes trembled.

The first time I saw him, I felt a sense of intimacy deep in my heart, as if the other party already had some kind of deep connection with me, so that I would subconsciously condone his actions.

Tang Feiqi suppressed his emotions, rationally controlled himself, raised his vigilance, and stretched his body.

Bian Ruofei was elated, with the most obvious surprise on his face: "I never thought I could see a living one..."

He thought for a while, then defined, "The characters in my writing."

"Meeting for the first time." The enthusiasm of the other party made it difficult to resist for a while, Tang Feiqi looked away, and his tone was as cold as usual.

At the first moment of falling into this world, the fact that the life he experienced was just a story similar to a "story book" was instilled in the sea of ​​consciousness in an easy-to-understand way, allowing him to understand the ins and outs in an instant.

And the human beings who wrote and manipulated this story also appeared in front of them.

Weak and powerless.

Maintaining the current expression when the amount of information is too large has already consumed most of Tang Feiqi's self-control.

However, the young man next to him didn't smell the deep breath coming from him, as if he didn't notice, he happily took his arm and said, "I came to another world suddenly, but luckily you appeared. It was a close call just now, and I almost lost it. But if I lose it, I might be able to wear it back..."

Compared with Tang Feiqi's silence, Bian Ruofei's words seemed to be much more.

"Let's find a place to live first, it's too desolate here." He said, "If you're lucky, find other human beings to ask about the customs and customs, and see if we are still on the earth. Look at the identity of the big bug's body God, bless me not to come to prehistoric civilization."

Bian Ruofei pulled the man to go forward, but the man beside him didn't move at all.

"What's the matter?" He looked back suspiciously, but the other party's mask made it impossible to distinguish his expression.

"The direction is wrong." Tang Feiqi said, he raised his hand and pointed in the opposite direction, "The nearest city is over there, about ten miles away."

"So that's how it is!" Bian Ruofei suddenly realized, and then seemed to suddenly think of something, and hurriedly said, "I'll put my glasses on first."

He finally let go of Tang Feiqi's hand. At that moment, Tang Feiqi cast his eyes down and glanced at his sleeve. His fingertips seemed to feel slightly cool, and a feeling of disappointment or relief surged up. .

Bian Ruofei walked to the insect corpse in three steps and two steps, and found the black-rimmed glasses that had fallen on the ground due to the fight.After going through the twists and turns just now, it didn't break, only a little stain on the lens.

Bian Ruofei wiped the lens casually, put it back on the bridge of his nose, and found the clarity of the world back with satisfaction.

At this moment, a sword was placed on the side of his neck without warning, and the cold touch seemed to make people feel a chill in their hearts.

Bian Ruofei lowered his eyes, and all he could see was a sharp blade.The sword used by the hero of Xuanhuanwen is naturally the rarest magic weapon, and also the most important natal sword for sword repairers.At this moment, the pure black blade can even reflect his drooping eyelashes.

He didn't move for a while.

Just a few minutes ago, the rescuers who were moved by Jizhongshengzhi had become the most urgent reminder at this moment.

Tang Feiqi stared at the back of this ordinary man.

Everything from yesterday was reflected in front of my eyes, all the sorrows and joys of the past, the voice and smile of my father, the humiliation of being trampled under my feet, and the blood-stained faces of my enemies flashed one by one.Could it be that everything I experienced was a joke manipulated by the people in front of me at will?

"You are the way of heaven?" His voice was unusually cold.

But at this moment, Bian Ruofei, who felt that the back of his head was going to be pierced by this fiery gaze, was thinking about another thing.

After the male protagonist defeats all the villains and avenges his relatives, the follow-up plot should be that the male protagonist continues to upgrade to the top of the world. However, Bian Ruofei directly ruined this article because of force majeure.

To this day, there are still souls who have been planted at the bottom of his article.

When Tang Feiqi appeared here, he was wearing a mask and his clothes were very low-key. He should be in the period when he defected from the sect after avenging his father and was being shouted and killed by the people all over the world.In order to avoid being hunted down, he wears a mask to hide his identity.

——This is exactly the chapter where Bian Ruofei finally got stuck.

So, Tang Feiqi didn't mean he came to hunt him down and force him to fill in the pit, right?

"I'm not the way of heaven." Bian Ruofei denied.

He wanted to turn around, but was restricted by the sharp sword that was suddenly lowered.And this sword just now easily broke through the thick scales of the huge worm monster, tearing it apart.

no?Just because he cheated, so his protagonist ran out and killed him as soon as they met?He obviously just made a mistake that all pigeons make!

Bian Ruofei lost expression management.

"You're lying," Tang Feiqi stated.

Bian Ruofei was silent for a while, and quickly changed his rhetoric: "Well, according to your meaning, it is not wrong to understand me as the way of heaven."

He clearly felt that the aura of the people behind him became elusive when his voice fell to the ground.

Hearing the answer, Tang Feiqi felt the emotion that he wanted to suppress suddenly spewed out. His hand holding the hilt of the sword became stronger and stronger. Obviously, just a flick of the wrist could kill the opponent, but at this moment, for some reason, his whole body seemed to be stiff Come down, there is absolutely no way...

"But I don't want to be a god. I've already been on strike." Bian Ruofei said.

——He really didn't want to fill in the hole.

At this moment when the other party might have been offended, Bian Ruofei directly put his fingers on the sharp blade on his neck, sandwiching the blade with his index finger and middle finger, trying to push it out.

The strength of his fingers increased, and he actually moved the blade a little, which allowed Bian Ruofei to turn around and look directly at the man who was half a head taller than himself.

"What do you mean?" Tang Feiqi withdrew his sword following his strength, observing the other party's mournful face.

"That is to say, if I can return to the original world, I will definitely give you a happy ending." Bian Ruofei began to draw cakes, "But now, I appear in a different world, not only do I have no drafts, no keyboard at hand, no such Conditions. Can you wait for me to go back and make up for it?"

When I go back, I may not be able to tell what year and month, anyway, for powerful talents, just draw cakes.As for whether they will really fill in the holes when they go back, that is another matter.

Tang Feiqi was silent for a while.In the eyes of the other party, is his past full of blood and tears just an understatement of "revision" to erase it?

"Stop making trouble, we have to set off quickly, otherwise we may not be able to find a place to stay before dark." The expression on the boy's face was still relaxed, as if he didn't take the threat to his life at all.

He took half a step forward to grab the sleeve of the person opposite him, but Tang Feiqi took a step back reflexively.

"What's wrong?" Bian Ruofei asked suspiciously.

Even if he put on the glasses to cover the baby face that looked too young and added a bit of maturity, he still looked younger than Tang Feiqi himself.

As if trying to cover up something, Tang Feiqi retracted the long sword into its sheath and said, "It's nothing."

He should have been angry because of the boy's answer, but what filled his heart was more sadness.The other party is obviously younger, but it gives him an irresistible sense of intimacy that returns to the original, so that imagining killing the other party immediately will feel suffocating.

The initial attack was resolved, and it was more than twice as difficult to attack again.

"Let's go." Bian Ruofei waved to the young man standing there.

All complicated thoughts were suppressed at this moment and sank into the boundless sea of ​​hearts.Tang Feiqi followed silently.

"How long will we have to walk before we get to a place with people?" After a while of silence, Bian Ruofei approached the man unsuspectingly.

"Not far away is the official road, and you can walk along the official road for a total of three hours to reach the town." Tang Feiqi said.

"It feels a little far away," Bian Ruofei pondered, "What rank are you now...ah no, cultivation level?"

"Maybe you can try to fly with Yujian. Although I wrote this before, I don't often take planes." With a little curiosity and excitement in his eyes, he looked at the young man beside him and asked, "Tang Tang, Take me one, I'm not heavy."

Tang Feiqi just wanted to speak, but his figure suddenly blurred for a moment, and then disappeared after blinking a few times like a light bulb with a signal that was not connected.

Bian Ruofei watched the person disappear in front of him, and the next moment he restrained all the expressions on his face, and it was difficult to distinguish his expression under the reflection of his glasses.

The character card was successfully forcibly withdrawn.

The heart returns to normal beating at this moment.

Let him take a closer look at what he has gained in the crisis of life and death.

Bian Ruofei raised his hand, and with the heat of his fingertips, a circular light array appeared in front of him. Five cards were floating in the air in front of his eyes, and the patterns on the backs of four of them were also very familiar. —that’s the cover of all his novels.

"One Sword Audacious", "Heart of the Machine", "Supreme Necromancer", "Dark Prisoner".

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All titles appearing in this article are randomly named, purely fictitious, and have no prototype.

ps: The idea of ​​running away while flying the pit text is wrong, don't learn from it.