Accidentally become the public enemy of the entire server

Chapter 109 The Uncrowned King
While pushing the cup and changing the cup, he touched Lin Yan's hard fingers. Lu Xingye frowned. He thought of the scenes in the live broadcast and asked this question again in a new identity: "What's wrong with your hand...? "

This time he directly pinched Lin Yan's wrist with his backhand.

Because he was not Lu Chenyu, the calm Lu Chenyu would take Lin Yan's emotions into consideration, so he tried not to touch her hand.

But Lu Xingye doesn't. He is always direct and enthusiastic.

It was cold to the touch.

He couldn't help but squeeze it tighter. This time, he didn't want to let go.

"What do you mean?" Lin Yan looked into his eyes and asked an irrelevant question: "Didn't you see Brother You when you returned to China?"

"No." Lu Xingye shook his head naturally, "He went out of town a few days ago, and I haven't had time to see him yet."

Lu Chenyu had to be out of town, otherwise Lin Yan would be in trouble if he wanted to call out his brother on a whim.

His eyes darkened, and he really hated the feeling of telling one lie and then having to use countless lies to cover it up.

It seems that Lu Xingye still doesn't know about me pretending to be Xu Zhiyan...

Lin Yan didn't ask any more questions. She smiled and took off the thin gloves that extended to her arms.

In fact, she had wanted to do this for a long time. She had been wearing gloves before because she wanted to conceal her identity for fear of being too conspicuous.

In fact, with Lin Yan's character, he doesn't care that his smart prosthesis will attract other people's strange eyes. On the contrary, the more unique and strange others think of her, the more excited she becomes. For Lin Yan, being homogenized by the public is a terrifying thing.

Moreover, she is the sole owner of the world's first smart prosthetic limb, which has been modified and can be used to punch and fight champions, and can open locks and steal... ahem, that's a long way off.

In short, she couldn't wait to show off to the world that she had a unique pair of robotic arms.

Come on, a robot arm that can change forms is super cool.

The price is just a little heavy, but that doesn't matter.

"You should have seen it in the live broadcast room. This is the injury sustained in the kidnapping case eleven years ago. You must remember it."

She pointed at her left eyebrow, which was missing a gap: "And this broken eyebrow is also a permanent injury caused by being scratched in the accident."

The sunlight reflected by the smooth metal knuckles dazzled Lu Xingye's eyes, irritating him to the point of almost crying.

In fact, his heart was indeed filled with a sour emotion.

He looked at Lin Yan's hands. They were custom-made prostheses that perfectly matched human body aesthetics and Lin Yan's own proportions. The lines were incredibly beautiful and smooth.

But such a pair of perfect hands are cold.

Lu Xingye would never forget the way she looked as if she had lost her soul while sitting on the piano bench.

"I'm sorry." His voice was dry and his vision gradually became blurry: "I wish I had run faster."

"It's not your fault." Lin Yan smiled nonchalantly.

"That was high-voltage electricity. My arms were carbonized at that moment. It's useless no matter how fast you run."

"But back then, if it wasn't for... I had to go to the amusement park..."

"That was just an accident." Lin Yan interrupted him without any doubt.

"Accidents mean that no one can predict it. Lu Xingye, there is no need for you to blame yourself for an accident."

Lu Xingye wanted to say something more.

"Shh-" She put an index finger to her lips, making a silencing gesture.

"Don't go to all the trouble of reminiscing about past responsibilities. The law doesn't recognize your responsibility, so why do you have to raise your moral line so high?"

She transformed the blade from her fingertips, held an apple and danced it a few times in her hand acrobatically, and the eight petals of the fruit were divided and fell on the plate.

"It's not easy to meet you. Tell me something I like to hear."

Lu Xingye's attention was attracted by her performance. "Don't look at it, I know I'm handsome. Envious? How about you be hit with high-voltage electricity? And give you a whole robotic arm?" She forked a piece of fruit pulp with a fork and stuffed it directly into Lu Xingye's mouth.

Although what Lin Yan said was hellish, he was still inevitably amused.

This girl is like that, she can always liven up the atmosphere easily.

"Forget it, I refuse to let middlemen make the difference. And not everyone is like you who were hit by high-voltage electricity and can still survive until now."

Lu Xingye blinked at her: "You are in luck."

Lin Yanshen nodded in agreement: "That must be good luck. What's the saying? If you survive a catastrophe, you will have good luck in the future."

"And you see, we haven't contacted each other for eleven years, and yet we can still contact each other in such a tortuous way." She was referring to things in the game.

“And also formed a conjugate mentor-disciple relationship.”

"Lu Xingye, we are so destined. If we put this in a novel, we would have to write a plot worth millions of words."

Lin Yan knocked on the glass: "Look, what does this mean?"

"What does it mean?" Lu Xingye followed her words while suppressing a smile.

The girl smiled very slyly and waved her hand: "It means that we are the destined heroes and heroines in the story."

Lu Xingye was finally amused by her, "As the destined hero and heroine in the story, isn't this historic meeting worth remembering?"

"That's for sure. I've prepared all the greeting gifts." Lin Yan borrowed An Yunlin's computer early in the morning, plugged in the USB flash drive she brought with her, opened the project file, and then turned the screen to Lu Xingye.

"No, look."

What appeared on the screen was a character setting, and Lu Xingye recognized who this character was at a glance.

This is Lu Xiaoyao, the first generation Lu Xiaoyao.

The assassin still held the iconic weapon, the Silver Moon Scimitar, in his hand.

"It turns out you still have it."

At that time, Lu Xiaoyao's ranking on the most popular list was already stable at No. 1, and the Master of Fengyun was able to get a chance to enter the Sword Talking Hall of Fame and be awarded the title of the chief disciple of the sect.

And the official will connect with players to design a weapon appearance that is unique to you.

At that time, they all thought that it was certain that Lu Xiaoyao would win the title of District 1 Fengyun Commandery, and they all discussed designing such a weapon for him.

Silver Moon Scimitar, each sword light special effect is like a crescent moon glowing with cold light.

And if you stack the passive four times, there will be a special effect from a full moon to a lunar eclipse.

It's a pity that he couldn't use it, and his top spot was intercepted by Zi Ge.

"After the rankings were finalized, I submitted this version of the plan to the special effects artist," she said with a smile.

"But didn't you use a sword cultivator to fight? Why did you get an assassin's weapon?" As soon as Lu Xingye asked this question, he thought of the answer himself.

Because she is here for me.

"I didn't ask for the reward from Lord Fengyun." Lin Yan explained: "On the contrary, I applied for a commemorative account. Currently, Lu Xiaoyao's account will be recorded in the Sword Talking Hall of Fame, but it will be in your name."

"The first-generation Commander of the First District, the number one assassin who truly went against the grain, your glory should not be lost in time just because of an ugly plot."

Lu Xingye once again saw something flashing in Lin Yan's eyes that made her heart palpitate.

"Lu Xingye."

He heard the girl say:

"You are the true uncrowned king."

(End of this chapter)