Chapter 261 (1/2)

Lost array curse knot, the trace of heaven is sealed.

Weak snow mana exhausted, back to the prototype of Nuwa stone. When you kneel on the ground and touch the stone, you dreamt of Xiaoxue. She said goodbye to you with her last strength.

She used 600 years of seal as a price, in exchange for your memory of master. You shout, but she can't hear you. She disappears on the other side of the crack.

In the days to come, you and yu'er will become husband and wife. They will worship Nu Wa stone all their lives and help the chivalry. They will become the envy of later generations.

600 years later, under Zhong Nanshan, people often see a beautiful white haired fairy offering flowers in front of an ancient tomb of a swordsman couple in the morning fog.

No one knows her story.

Sitting in front of the computer screen, listening to the melodious sound of the flute, the journey all the way seems like yesterday, but it seems that a century has passed.

Unconsciously, the night god suddenly felt some moist eyes.

When he came back, he was already in tears.

The barrage in the live broadcast room has been screened without accident. From the moment he played the ending, the restless audience did not stop.

I just came over from Lao Xiang's studio. I heard that it was the yu'er line. I thought it was a happy ending, but I didn't expect it was still so miserable

Chen Jingqiu: it's too hard for me

[ah, the mood is complicated!]

[damn the production team, I'm going to pull the cloud dream game company into black!]

[it's said that the script is very powerful. I've played at least a dozen games with tragic ending. This is the only one that makes me not only want to cry, but also find it hard to calm down after playing it!]

I heard that the script was written by the old thief of huanzhu building

[crouching trough? no However, it seems that you have a sense of instant vision when you say that. The setting of immortal swordsman, and some magic weapons like Xuanyuan sword, seem to be borrowed from the mountains of Shu

As for whether the setting background of the game is from Shushan, say night doesn't care much.

Taking a deep breath, he restrained the impulse to greet his mother in the studio and said in a slightly trembling voice.

”This is my experience in the past two years...”

”The funniest RPG I've ever played.”

……

It has been 72 hours since the game was released, and the sales growth of Xuanyuan jiantianzhihen began to slow down.

On the one hand, the game has invested a lot of cost in publicity from the production stage, and basically interested players have placed orders to buy the game on the first day of release. On the other hand, as more and more players pass through the game, there have been dramatic posts and players' discussions on the plot on major social platforms and game forums.

On the one hand, these discussions expanded the influence of Xuanyuan sword tianzhihen, but on the other hand, they brought many disadvantages.

For example, some players who are dissatisfied with the ending begin to post in the game forum to vent their anger, calling on the players who play less than 2 hours to refund, so as to force the game company to modify the ending.

For another example, some anchors with abnormal brain even launched the influence of their fans and organized groups to comment on the ending of cloud dream game under the official micro blog.

Naturally, Li Zongzheng could not have been unaware of these situations.

As a matter of fact, he is very anxious to see the boiling emotions of the players, but his performance is not as obvious as that of other employees in the development team.

”Mr. Li.”

Knocking on the door of the office, Du Ziteng, who came in from the outside, directly came to Li Zongzheng's desk with his laptop and put it in front of him.

”If you look at these comments, it's not just about the player community of creative workshops, but also about the comment area on the other side of the e-fun platform, and even about the pace of our company on the open social platforms such as Weibo.”

Li Zongzheng didn't want to read these comments, but he couldn't help glancing at the computer in front of him.

It didn't matter that he took a look at it. His brows suddenly twitched violently.