Chen Ying was surprised and said in surprise: "Game background animation! This is great! Chen Chen, you have already started to do this! You have to watch it, you have to watch it!"

So Chen Chen and Chen Ying got up together and sat down in the living room. Xingchen controlled the LCD TV in the living room and now transmitted the video data.

After Duanmu Tiantian and Wu Ning finished packing the restaurant and all came to the living room to sit down, the playback officially started.

After Xingchen gave the play command, he immediately remembered the background music of Jinghong Game's login interface that everyone is very familiar with, and a pair of cloud patterns outlined by a brush appeared on the TV screen.

Just like the domestic animations in the 1960s, the whole picture is a very freehand ink painting.

A typical freehand painting, the whole picture is black and white, and the lines of the brush are very simple.

The changes in the picture are not very smooth, and there are also many starry noises, giving people a feeling of the old-fashioned film films from the last century.

However, as the clouds continue to roll, the details of the entire picture gradually become richer, the clarity gradually increases, and the noise completely disappears.

In less than a minute, the image quality has evolved from the 1960s to the next generation 4k level.

Dynamic images have also evolved from bold and simple freehand painting to fine brushwork and ink painting that incorporates modern art principles.

The only thing that has not changed is the ink painting style that has been passed down.

When the clouds finally freeze, there are two rough brush words in Jinghong in the middle of the picture. The lower right corner of the picture is a bust of a young man in a green shirt, and the upper left corner is a bust of a girl holding an oil paper umbrella.

This picture, which is equivalent to the cover, was frozen for five seconds, and the color of the picture slowly dizzled and gradually turned into a landscape painting that splashed ink.

At the same time, the sound of wind and rain passing through the woods sounded in my ears. Because the sound was too realistic, Duanmu Tiantian and Chen Ying subconsciously stood up and looked out the window, but it turned out to be a sunny day.

Both of them sat back in their seats with a look of surprise, and continued to watch TV animations with a shocked attitude.

At this time, the animation footage slowly landed from top to bottom.

It was raining, and below was a misty valley. There were lush forests in the valley. There was a winding path in the middle of the forest. Next to the path was a red mountain stream.

A girl in green clothes in the lake, holding a green folding umbrella, slowly walking on this somewhat dangerous path.

A huge lightning flashed across the sky, and the girl turned around slowly, looked up at the sky, revealing a cute and playful face, innocent and depressed.

At the same time, three vertical lines of regular characters were shown on the picture beside the girl: Liu Yueying.

Looking at these three words, Chen Ying and Duanmu Tiantian, who had played the game, as well as Wu Ning and the maids, were stunned.

Chen Ying said with some confusion: "This name... seems... very familiar, but I can't remember it."

Duanmu Tiantian thought for a while: "This, Liu Yueying, seems to be... in the game, the origin of the Sword Immortal profession, the predecessor of Feiyun Sect, one of the second ancestors of the Xuejian Sect, and the wife of another ancestor of the Xuejian Sect."

"Yes, yes!" Wu Ning clapped her hands suddenly, "The sword skills of the swordsman profession are almost all created by her husband, and the spell skills are almost all created by her... But now it seems that she is only fifteen or sixteen years old now!"

Tan Tai Mingming also said: "I remember, according to the game instructions, she was a character ten thousand years ago!"

Chen Ying turned his head and asked Chen Chen: "Is this animation going to give a brief introduction to the origin of the founders of various professions and then start the plot of the game?"

Chen Chen smiled with an unknown smile: "No, no, no, I can't do the main line of the game yet, because our game has just started, and the main line has not been much open. If the animation directly plays the main line of the game, it is equivalent to spoilers in advance.

"So, the first part of the game-related animation is about the stories of the founders of these sects ten thousand years ago. If you want to watch the main plot of the game, you have to wait at least the second part."

"Uh... So that's it..." Chen Ying said in surprise, "It's still Chenchen, you are as thoughtful as Chenchen..."

Chen Chen smiled without saying a word, looking at the scene on TV, where Liu Yueying was walking, there was a small mountain stream next to it.

Because it rained, the road was particularly slippery. Liu Yueying accidentally slipped and fell to the ground. She exclaimed and her body kept sliding down along the smooth turf on the side walls of the mountain stream.

At this moment, a man wearing a blue shirt and carrying a bamboo basket was trying hard to climb out of the mountain stream.

The man had just climbed to about halfway point and heard the screams above, he subconsciously raised his head, revealing a tired face, and three words were typing next to him: Su Qinghun.

Chen Ying and Duanmu Tiantian and others knew that Su Qinghun was the ancestor of Xuejian Sect and Liu Yueying's husband.

At this time, everything in the picture was taken from Su Qinghun's perspective, and when he screamed, he saw a black shadow falling from the sky and hit Su Qinghun.

So, Su Qinghun, who had just climbed halfway, rolled to the bottom of the mountain stream again with Liu Yueying.

Su Qinghun had already worked in the valley for three days without sleep, but he had been extremely tired.

As a result, I tried my best to get out of the mountain stream and was hit by someone halfway through the climb.

So much so that Su Qinghun now doesn't want to speak or move at all. He wants to die, lying in place with his eyes closed.

Liu Yueying thought she had knocked Su Qinghun to death, and she was panicked. She threw the umbrella aside and knelt on the ground beside Su Qinghun, taking her pulse and pressing her chest.

Then the surrounding environment was too chaotic, and Liu Yueying was young and had no experience. After struggling for a long time, she couldn't tell whether Su Qinghun was really dead.

When Liu Yueying was hesitating whether to do artificial respiration, Su Qinghun suddenly spoke:

"I'm not dead yet...so no need... Of course, if I die, it's even less..."

Liu Yueying was startled, took a sudden step back, grabbed her umbrella, put the tip of the handle of the umbrella, and said in panic: "Are you... a human or a ghost?"

Seeing this, except Chen Chen, the people present couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Duanmu Tiantian said: "Originally, when I thought that these people were all the ancestors of a certain sect, I subconsciously thought that they must be some very serious people, but I didn't expect that they were inexplicably interesting."

Chen Ying pointed at Liu Yueying's appearance on the picture: "Take an umbrella and face the enemy, this girl is too heartless!"

After hearing this, Chen Chen couldn't help but reveal: "Her umbrella is one of the top legendary weapons in the game, the kind with its own skills, and it is both offensive and defensive. The fan can be almost immune to spell attacks below the same level.
Chapter completed!