Online Games Plague Master

Before leaving the house, Old Zhang has a good habit of looking at the things in the room and looking for the key to see if he has forgotten something? Who would have thought that he just turned his head and saw Lao Litou's wrinkled old face, and the saliva in the mouth of the blood basin was linked up and down like a brush.

I was frightened and shivered for a while, first made a scream, and then made an extremely exaggerated movement, stepped back and calmed down and shouted: What are you doing? Old head Li, there is something wrong with you.

Old Li is also stupid, shouldn't he be asleep? Didn’t they wait for me? how come? It's over, how do you explain it? No way to explain it, hey, yes, yes.

"Oh, I'm a little hungry. I want to ask you to go down and eat something together. By the way, our brothers will talk." Lao Li said exaggeratedly and explained the situation, his face was so serious that no one could tell Clues.

"Is this really the case?" Old Zhang asked in disbelief, he still felt that Old Li had something to hide from himself.

"Really, really, absolutely true, let's go, eat something."

"That's right, the three of us are together."

Hearing this, Old Head Li was still wondering why there were three people? Boom, the door closed with a bang. At this moment, Old Zhao also came out of the room and saw the two of them suddenly said politely: "Hey, Old Li, you didn't sleep either. Let's go together. You are also hungry. Got it."

"Yes, I'm hungry too, let's go, and go downstairs to have something to eat." Old Head Li took the conversation instantly.

"You two, keep your voice down, don't wake Aunt Sun and Qingrou." Although Lao Zhang's head is not usually tuned, he still knows his heartache.

Uh uh

Uh uh

The three of them walked downstairs. When they walked downstairs, they saw Gentle, Gentle, and Grandma, talking and laughing, watching TV, uh, caring was worthless! However, the sound of the TV is very small, and the mouth is still eating, these two foodies.

The three old men looked at each other and turned on the headlights downstairs. The two beauties turned their heads to look at them for a split second.

"I haven't slept yet? Are you all a little hungry?" Lao Zhangtou asked caringly as he went straight to the refrigerator to take out the bread jam. This is the trendy way of eating they just learned from Xiao Li today.

"Yes, the meal in the afternoon is too small. Gentle is hungry. Grandpa Zhang, I want too." Gentle and tender, like a lark's voice, begged for bread.

Old Man Zhang smiled and gave it softly, first to their little princess.

"Since everyone is hungry, let me cook some dishes. How about we eat and talk? By the way, wait for Xiaoye, why Xiaoye hasn't come out yet." Grandma Grandma can carry the banner when it is critical. People.

"Okay, okay, it's been a long time since I have eaten the craftsmanship of Sister Sun. By the way, you can use that fire, don't burn yourself." Old Zhao looked forward to and expectant, but still Caring exhorted.

"Don't worry, I'm not a fifty-year-old maotou boy. I have a sense of measure." Uh, this sentence is simply...

"I want to eat too, grandma grandma, I want to eat too, grandma grandma." In soft memory, grandma grandma has cooked food a handful of times, but they are all very delicious. My brother’s cooking skills are inherited here.

"Wow, the beauty cooks herself personally, I am looking forward to it, but let's eat some bread mat first." Old Li's face is like an idiot, and he can know something from his wretched name...

"Gentle, you have to eat less. Grandpa has been watching you for a day. After eating so many things, be careful that his whole stomach explodes with a bang." Old man Zhang instantly leaned over and lay on the sofa and said softly.

"Hmph, Gentle isn't afraid, Gentle just wants to eat." Gentle pouted her small mouth and swore with her head held high.

"Okay, eat gently, but if you become a big fat man, Xiao Ye won't like it. I remember Xiao Ye likes skinny." Seeing that he couldn't do anything, he suddenly turned his eyes and said with another plan. .

Don't say it, this plan really worked, Xiao Qingrou hurriedly handed all the potato chips and bread to Grandpa Zhang.

Such a gentle movement and the look of eagerness to pierce through suddenly caused the three old men to laugh out loud.

Haha, these three people usually live by teasing softly.

After gently putting down the food in his hand, he immediately realized that it was the grandfather who was teasing himself. He stuck his tongue out at them, made a face, and ran to the kitchen to help his grandma. After a while, he was gently downcast and dejected. Grandma drove out and continued to sit and watch TV.

Note: Children must not enter the kitchen!

Time passed slowly. Every minute, Gentle would turn to look at the watch behind him to determine the time, and at the same time to see if his brother's door had opened.

What is Yuye doing now, of course he is still trapped in the copy and cannot extricate himself from it. His copy is completely different from everyone's. That hidden golden light completely changes Yuye's copy.

Ding, welcome to the fifth-level illusion-true copy.

There is no real scene in the place where the rainy night appears~www.readwn.com~ It is all nothingness, the foot is like a painting scroll like splashing ink, black and white intersect, quite a mood; the top of the head is an unfamiliar pattern intertwined with various colors of paint, staring for a long time It's dizzying.

The surrounding scenery is the link between the sky and the earth. The ink color and the watercolor are perfectly combined. It seems to be very close and can be touched with one hand; it also seems to be far away, and there is no way to find it.

"What, shouldn't it be a fifth-level reward copy? What's the situation? Five-level illusion—what the **** is the real copy? What is this? Is it real or illusory? This is too vague, right." Yu Ye Standing sluggishly, at a loss, even afraid to move forward.

Just kidding, just in case you step forward and fall.

Before the rainy night waited long, a dim voice with a hint of ethereal sounded. Welcome the player's "Holy Dragon" to the fifth-level illusion-a true copy. Everything here can be regarded as illusory or real.

When Yuye heard such words, an unspeakable awkward smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he did not speak. Is this taken true? Or treat it as fake?

Next, I will give you a detailed introduction to Unreal-True Copy.

This copy was built by the ancient illusory nightmare **** who spent thousands of years of energy. The manpower and material resources in it cannot be calculated by common sense. The purpose of establishing this copy is no longer known. After the death of the nightmare god, this copy has been circulating in nothingness. Wandering, cannot be opened, cannot be detected.

This time you opened it by chance. We don't know if you opened it this way. Next, I will introduce the specific effects of this copy for you in detail.

This copy has only one effect: Refraction ~www.readwn.com~ Want to find the latest chapter by yourself? You are OUT, follow the WeChat public account: Youdu Literature or Suduwx beauty editor to help you find books! It's really not wrong to read and tease girls!