Chapter 34 You did a great job

[System]: You have completed the special plot task [Qing Niang's Help] and obtained the special title [Zhiteacher, Life and Death! 】

[System]: You have unlocked the achievement [Zhiteaching life and death! 】

En Siruo looked at the several messages sent by the system, silently opened his own title interface, and moved the mouse to the newly obtained title.

It shows on it, wearing [Zhijiao life and death promise! 】When holding this title, the character will get a bonus of 3% increase in various attributes, as well as special light effects.

"It's done." Ensiruo said.

After coming out of the dungeon, in the game chat interface box on the side, in the always lively [World], a message of congratulations for her and [Accompanying World] for completing this special plot mission was also sent out.

[System] [World]: The player [Flying Turtle] and [Accompanying World] joined hands to start a special story dungeon in the task of [Qing Niang's Help], defeating [Meng Po], [Black Impermanence], [Bai Impermanence] ], get a special title reward.

As soon as the news came out, everyone who was chatting about other things in the channel suddenly changed the subject.

[Hiss, why haven't I seen this mission before?How many levels? 】

[Wait, why are you two again? 】

[I smell something not simple. 】

[Some people are still asking why, but those who understand are already taking screenshots and preparing to write them down in their notebooks. 】

[What a playing hard to get, I will refuse you if you confess, but doing plot missions together and breaking the record together, the gods in the world are so good at it. 】

[Special plot copy?What kind of special law? 】

[This seems to be the mission that was updated some time ago, but you have to go to Hell Taoyuan to get it, so there are few strategies and very few people who do it. It seems that there are only a dozen in our area? 】

The people in the channel were either chatting about the rare plot missions, or gossiping about her and [Follow the World], in short, the chat became more lively.

It was rare for En Siruo to see that he didn't say anything because of these angry comments, and even fell silent.

Ren Sui felt that something was wrong, so he asked, "Are you okay?"

"Don't worry about the words on the World Channel, as well as those on the forum."

"No." En Siruo denied, "I didn't stay silent because of what those people said."

"I just..." she paused, and simply closed all the windows and prompts in the game interface, and then slowly replied: "I just feel empty in my heart."

The task is completed, and it can even be said to be perfectly completed.

But as long as she thinks that in the mission dungeon, as "Qing Niang", she met and separated from her sweetheart, and finally met again, but in the end, both of them died in love.

It's as if I tried my best to inflate a balloon, but in the end, I have to release all the air in the balloon with my own hands, which doesn't make any sense.

She failed to save anyone, as a commissioned player.

In this story, she is just a bystander, a bystander without any power.

"But thank God, this title is very beautiful." She said again.

Ren Sui looked at her standing there without moving, and somewhat understood what she meant.

At this time, it was supposed to give her enough personal space, let her stay alone, release her emotions as much as she wanted, and relieve herself.

But Ren did not leave.

"Get off your mount," he said.

En Siruo blinked, canceled the mount and asked, "What's wrong?"

I saw the other party took a few steps forward, seemed to be holding something in his hand, and slowly squatted down and placed it on the ground.

After a while, his voice came——

"Look up."

En Siruo clicked the mouse in response, and pulled up his viewing angle.

In the dark scene in hell, everything is black, even as far as the eye can see, it is very monotonous.

There seems to be no concept of 'sky' here.

Once you step here, hope seems lost.

Even if there are delicate and beautiful peach blossoms around, it only makes people feel too gorgeous, without some matching, it is inevitable to get tired.

But when a few clusters of fireworks go up, it actually makes people feel a bit like a dark night.

And those scattered fireworks patterns are like stars of different shapes connected in the night sky.

Even without the moon, these bright stars are enough to soothe the soul.

Even if it is fleeting, it was once owned.

En Siruo stared blankly.

"You have already done what you should do, so you don't need to criticize yourself." The other party's voice came, still so calm.

"As I said at the beginning, this story and the fate of these two people have long been doomed, and you cannot change it."

"But for them, it is the luckiest thing to be able to meet the only person they care about in this life again before drinking Mengpo soup. It is you who helped them fulfill this wish."

He breathed a sigh of relief: "You did a good job."

The short-lived fireworks stopped, and everything returned to the original darkness. The peach blossoms in the Taoyuan of Hell are still so luxuriant and have never changed.

In his ear, every word he heard just now was constantly circling in En Siruo's mind.

For some reason, she suddenly had a sore nose, but she still held back the emotion after all.

Obviously they are just people they met in the game because of embarrassment, but now they can completely understand her loss, and even set off fireworks and use words to persuade her.

This feeling of being cared about, cared about, and taken special care of.
It's so warm and loving.

"Great God." She spoke, her voice was a little trembling, but her tone was raised when calling someone, and she could hear the obvious change of mood.

It is no longer as low as before.

Ren Suo felt this, and responded to her: "Yes."

"You really can't comfort people." After finishing speaking, she suddenly laughed.

Ren Sui was stunned for a moment, but he said helplessly, "I know."

En Siruo chuckled, sniffed, silently pressed his title list, turned to the last one, and clicked [Wear].

"But this title is really pretty, so it barely equals the psychological damage I suffered while doing this task!" She said, like a child who got cheap and pretended to be obedient.

She smiled, with the corners of her mouth raised, and the man was standing opposite him.

The same black shirt, the same title—[Zhijiao promises life and death! 】

"Ah, by the way, God! Why do you carry fireworks with you?" En Siruo asked curiously.

It's not doing missions, and it's not New Year's Eve, who has nothing to do and puts fireworks in a backpack?
Ren Sui glanced at his ingot that was missing several hundred, and said calmly, "I bought it at Zhenpin Pavilion casually, I don't see how happy you are."

When En Siruo heard it, his eyes widened immediately: "What?! You used ingots to buy fireworks in Zhenpin Pavilion?! And it was so simple to let go?!"

Don't the golden ingots go to buy higher-level props and fireworks? !
En Siruo closed her eyes in pain.

Come on, she won't feel depressed because of the task now.

You will only feel a headache because hundreds of ingots are not used where they should be used.

Ah no, I feel pain for the other party.
 Ren Sui: For the daughter-in-law, this little money has to be spent
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