First Player

Chapter 8 · "Big Brother."

Half past eight in the evening.

Su Mingan put on the Dream Patrol helmet and entered the game "Lou Yue Kingdom".

Lu Shu had been arranged by him to the guest room, the cloaked man was driven to the sofa by him, and Su Luoluo was resting in his master bedroom. The old house, which is less than 80 square meters, accommodates four people and is indeed a bit crowded.

Su Mingan looked at the Dream Patrol Forum, and his computer was almost filled with various private messages and posts.

Various countries, independent cities, coalition governments, and the military have extended olive branches to him. Su Ming'an even saw an email written "Xiao Ying, the former deputy leader of the Holy See". The content was: [First Dream Patroller, is it convenient for me to meet? 】. He has no good opinion of the Old Church, a group of lunatics who bombard cities for no apparent reason.

...I will finish the second chapter of "Louyue Kingdom" tonight.

Su Mingan ignored any emails and pressed the [Start] button on the helmet.

The five senses slowly faded away, and ancient scenes quickly loaded in front of my eyes. When Su Mingan's feet touched the ground, he returned to the suburbs of Beijing where it was already dark.

A deep yellow full moon hangs quietly between the old trees. In the distance, the gorgeous glazed tiles of the capital can be seen, and smoke rises from the kitchen. A girl with black hair and green eyes sat under the tree. The moonlight traced her beautiful face. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be asleep.

"...Are you really still waiting here?" Su Mingan said to himself.

When leaving the game in the morning, he told Chaoyan to wait for him here. But in fact, he didn't have any hope in this. As a result - more than ten hours had passed, and Chaoyan was actually still here waiting for him.

Chaoyan leaned against the tree trunk, her body stained with dew, and her floral skirt was covered with broken leaves. When Su Ming'an approached, she opened her eyes like an alert wolf, but the moment she saw him, her originally cold eyes quickly softened.

"You are finally back."

"You...have been waiting here?" Su Mingan asked.

"Yes." Chaoyan took a few steps closer: "This is the suburbs of Beijing, and there are wild animals. I'm just an orphan from a small village, and I don't dare to wander around."

The moonlight shone on her pale face. She blinked and smiled at Su Mingan: "By the way, I have a gift for you."

"ah?"

Chaoyan took out a piece of dogtail grass from his back and handed it to Su Ming'an: "Give it to you."

Su Ming'an stared at the dog's tail grass with confusion in his eyes.

"Why..." Su Mingan took the dog's tail grass. This is really just an ordinary dogtail grass, nothing special about it.

"I just want to give you a gift." Chaoyan smiled: "Let's go."

"Chaoyan, have we met before?" Su Mingan still wanted to confirm this question. When we first met, her look on the verge of tears was so strange.

Chaoyan paused as she moved forward, her jet-black ponytail swaying slightly behind her head, like a flag in the wind.

Her bright red lips opened, then closed quickly, and then formed a perfectly curved smile. The floral skirt rustled in the night wind, like the sound of a dove flapping its wings.

She turned back and looked at him, her expression flawless:

"Maybe I've seen it."

She blinked:

"...Maybe, it's in your dream."

…

[Beijing Suburb·Penglai Fairy Selection]

The countdown to Penglai Immortal Selection has begun. In the end, the three winners left in the ring were pretty much what everyone expected -

The first one is a young man with black hair and red eyes. The young man has a tall figure and indifferent eyes. The thick silver armor on his body is engraved with dragon head patterns. He just stood on the ring, and no one dared to challenge his position - the young man was General Lou Yue Yi Zhongyu, who was also a very famous dream patrolman in the world.

The second one is a girl with black hair and black eyes. Her hair was combed back in a twist, and she was dressed in a thin and transparent red gauze. Blood and broken internal organs were scattered around her feet - this girl was none other than Zou Yuqing, the demon sect witch.

The last one was a white-haired man holding a long sword. He looked extremely delicate. The long sword he held was covered in scars, and he had a murderous aura about him.

The second prince said: "You can decide on the candidate in advance. I don't want to sit here anymore."

"Second brother, please be patient and wait until the time is up." Princess Jinghe said.

The second prince shook his head: "Who else can beat the three of them? Right, eldest brother?"

Xiao Jingsan looked at the eldest prince's face, nodded, and played with the waist card in his hand.

His mind is not on the Penglai Immortal election at all. Now, the real eldest prince has disappeared, and the scandal of the royal family may be exposed at any time...

"The time has not come yet, let's wait a little longer." Princess Jinghe said.

The common people were crowded under the ring, shoulder to shoulder, numbering in excess of tens of thousands. The three people on the stage are already the final winners of the melee. If no one challenges them, the candidates will be finalized soon.

People held their breath and waited for the countdown to the Penglai Immortal Selection to end little by little.

At this moment, Yi Zhongyu suddenly spoke up.

"Your Highness the Second Prince, Your Highness the Princess." Yi Zhongyu raised his hands toward the high platform, as if he had something to say.

The second prince was slightly startled, not knowing what General Yi was going to say: "You say it."

"——I heard that the royal family has imprisoned the real eldest prince for a long time and is secretly doing some secret things that are unknown to the public. I wonder if this is true?" Yi Zhongyu suddenly said loudly.

He deliberately did not point out the fact that "the eldest prince is a qualified person" so as not to make the eldest prince's situation more dangerous. But it just pointed out the matter of substitutes.

Yi Zhongyu knew in his heart that since the character possessed by the number one Dream Patrolman in the world was "The First Prince Su Shaoqing", he must help the First Prince regain his identity. He is not hostile to the No. 1 Dream Patroller like those rumors from the outside world. They are all Dream Patrollers fighting for humanity. No matter what the identity of the first Dream Patroller is in this world, he will only want to help each other, not be jealous.

Yi Zhongyu's words shocked everyone.

"You, you—!" The second prince stood up suddenly as if his buttocks were on fire, and Princess Jing and Princess also looked in shock. Thousands of people in the audience screamed in surprise, and in an instant, rumors spread throughout the venue. It’s getting worse and worse like a wet market.

"General Yi has been fighting in the frontier all year round. He has heard a lot of rumors in his ears, but they cannot be true!" An old man quickly spoke up and pointed the finger at Yi Zhongyu.

Yi Zhongyu refused to give in: "Then can you let me check the face of the eldest prince? I have mastered the 'disguise' talisman of one of the 'fa'. If the eldest prince on the stage now is not genuine, let me get closer. You’ll know when you touch it.”

Yi Zhongyu's words made the old man start to tremble.

Jamel Xiao squinted his eyes with a dangerous look.

"Presumptuous! Yi Zhongyu! How can you question the eldest prince? Even if you are a hero, you must not be so presumptuous! Stand down!" On the side, the big and round prime minister stood up and scolded Yi Zhongyu in front of the audience.

"Why are you so secretive? Can't you see?" Yi Zhongyu shouted immediately, with a tendency to "swear one by one".

"You, you..." The second prince looked pale and glanced at Xiao Jingsan next to him, and then at Yi Zhongyu in the ring.

"If you don't have a guilty conscience, why can't you see it?" Zou Yuqing added fuel to the fire.

"You are outrageous! This is against the will of heaven!" the prime minister yelled angrily. Seeing the chaos in the audience getting more and more chaotic, he wanted to call the royal protector to suppress Yi Zhongyu. But suddenly I felt the sky was getting bright——

--at this time.

A metallic disk shining with dazzling blue light fell from the sky.

A high-saturation LED blue light is installed on the edge of the disk. It flashes crazily with the breathing rate, making people unable to help but block their eyes.

"Swish-swish-swish!"

The light effect is extremely dazzling, like a sharp sword piercing people's pupils. Like a spinning UFO.

"What's this?"

"Why is it so bright?"

This high-tech metal product suddenly breaks into the quaint arena, just like Godzilla stepping into a primitive village.

The people all retreated with their faces covered, fearing that this was some kind of terrifying talisman weapon.

As the light flickered, people saw a young man with black hair and a high ponytail holding a dog's tail grass, standing on the mechanical wheel. His dark robe was billowing in the wind, like an ink painting sketched in the air.

As the mechanical disc slowly landed between the rings, everyone could see clearly the face of the young man on the disc. In an instant, everyone’s eyes immediately turned to Xiao Jingsan on the high platform——

Their faces were clearly identical.

At this moment, Yi Zhongyu's shouting that "the royal family has imprisoned the real eldest prince for a long time" pierced their hearts. Whether they were ordinary people who came to watch the show, people from all walks of life, martial arts knights, real leaders, or people of evil ways, they all understood in an instant that they might have witnessed a terrifying truth.

"this……"

"I am not wrong, right."

"Is it true..."

The conversation broke out in an instant, people's faces were filled with shock and anger, and high and low voices spread.

Yi Zhongyu looked at Su Mingan on the mechanical disc with a friendly expression. Zou Yuqing covered her mouth and snickered, feeling interesting about the royal substitute. The white-haired young man stared blankly at Su Ming'an on the mechanical disk, and tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

The second prince clenched his fists and leaned weakly on the chair.

The eldest prince who clearly has no strength to walk, who has been imprisoned by bloodletting for a long time - why does he appear here driving such a strange disk?

Why?

How did he escape?

"boom."

Su Ming'an jumped off the disc with Chao Yan and met tens of thousands of high and low eyes. He ignored these gazes, looked at the royal family members on the high platform, and walked straight towards them.

"...brother."

When Su Ming'an passed by the third arena, the white-haired young man called out to Su Ming'an.

"...Mo Yan?" When Su Mingan heard this familiar name, he immediately looked at the white-haired young man.

The white-haired young man nodded, his face full of surprise. He raised the sword in his hand. There were still traces of the signature of the Sixth World on the sword: "Great, it's really eldest brother. We are actually in the same deputy... …”

"Shh." Su Mingan shook his head: "Let's wait until I finish handling this matter before we talk."

Mo Yan nodded immediately, with a very well-behaved expression.

Su Mingan walked straight towards the high platform, raised the sword of Arman, and pointed the tip of the sword at the old emperor who was too frightened to speak on the high platform.

The emperor stared at Su Ming'an who was getting closer and closer. He never imagined why the powerless eldest prince would suddenly lose control.

Su Mingan's sword pointed directly in the direction of the emperor.

"Get down."