Chapter 57 The Sad Step Li Song

Luo Chuan at the door listened to the sound coming from the store, and the corners of his mouth evoked a slight arc.

Life is getting better and better...

"Could it be that the boss directly created a world for a game?"

Standing on the endless prairie, Bu Lige couldn't help thinking in his heart when he looked at the scenery around him that was no different from reality.

Bu Shiyi also had the same idea, and her pretty face was full of shock.

"Right now, the first wave of attacks is coming."

Yao Ziyan's voice sounded at the right time, letting the two understand that this was just a false world.

The sound fell, and the wolf howling sounded in the ears of the two.

A huge grey wolf appeared from not far away and ran wildly.

"I rely on!"

Bu Lige was shocked.

Even knowing it's just a game, it's all too real!

Bu Lige subconsciously wanted to mobilize his spiritual power, but his face couldn't help but change.

In this game, his spiritual power has completely disappeared.

In other words, now he is just an ordinary person.

"Made, isn't it just a game? Young master, can I still be afraid of you?"

There was a touch of anger in Bu Lige's heart, instead of retreating, he rushed forward.

"what!"

A scream sounded.

Step away from the song, pawn.

On the other side, not long after, an exclamation came from Bu Shiyi's mouth.

She killed the first giant wolf that appeared, and was surrounded and killed by the three giant wolves that appeared later.

The two took off their helmets, their faces pale.

Although it was just a game before, the fear of death is real.

"How do you feel?" Yao Ziyan asked with a smile.

"It's no different from reality!" Bu Lige sighed, "Sister Ziyan, is this really just a game?"

Yao Ziyan nodded: "Of course, this is what the boss said. Besides, you can be resurrected after death in the game, what's there to be afraid of?"

There was a helpless look on Bu Lige's face.

What's there to be afraid of?

It's easy to say, but what has to be overcome is the fear of death.

Bu Shiyi frowned slightly and pondered: "I seem to realize the role of this game. Not only will we not encounter life-threatening danger, but it will also allow us to feel our limits again and again and break through them."

"For a long time, I thought that as long as the realm was high, the strength was high. But when I lost all my spiritual power in the game just now, I realized that I could only exert one-tenth of my power in control of my own power."

A smile appeared on Yao Ziyan's face, which she had already understood.

"Leave the song, enter the game, I want to see if I can get past the first floor today!"

There was a strong fighting spirit in Bu Shiyi's eyes.

Bu Shiyi is not only talented, but also has a personality. Otherwise, it is impossible to become the leader of the younger generation in Nine Lights City.

"Sister, if you want to play, just play by yourself, don't bring me!" Bu Lige couldn't help shouting after hearing Bu's poetic words.

"You directly broke through from the eighth rank of inspiration to the realm of creation. Although the realm has come up, the background is still much weaker than those of the practitioners who have broken through to the fortune step by step. It needs to be polished and polished. Now is a good opportunity." Bu Shiyi A beautiful smile appeared on his face.

However, in Bu Lige's eyes, this smile was no less than the devil's smile.

"No……"

In the wailing sound of Bu Lige, the helmet was forcibly brought up by Bu Shiyi...