Online Games: He is the Fourth Rebellious Boy in Heaven

"It's the fourth floor..."

After entering the fourth floor, it felt like entering an ice cellar.

There was ice everywhere, and there were rows of ice skates hanging above, which looked extremely sharp.

If this ice skate fell, an ordinary person would be nailed to the ground from head to toe.

"The climate here at Jinluo is a bit harsh..."

Shi Guang rubbed his hands and breathed out white smoke. The temperature inside was obviously below zero.

Time is not afraid of heat, but it is afraid of cold. In the past, when it got cold, his hands and feet would easily freeze. He had to find a bed warmer to keep him warm to avoid having to move his hands and feet all the time.

With this mental illness, time will no longer be "cold hands and feet".

Feeling the coldness in the game, Shi Shi couldn't help but sigh.

How much he misses his unscrupulous and indulgent youth...

"Huh? Someone came?"

Just when Shi Shi was thinking a lot and sighing, a voice came from not far away.

Time then calmed down and looked over. The golden turtle image was lying on a bed of ice, and some "sucking, sucking, sucking" sounds could be heard.

If you hadn’t watched Golden Turtle Time, you would have thought that the Evil Buddha of Destroying the World had returned.

"What are you doing?"

Shi Guang squinted and looked around, but didn't find anything wrong. He shouted to Jin Turtle from a distance.

"I didn't expect that someone could pass the first three floors. I haven't seen an outsider in these years."

The golden turtle mirror took a popsicle and licked it, looking at the time with a curious expression.

"Just come here. I don't play tricks like them here. We are all real people."

The golden turtle mirror waved to Time, and then took out a popsicle from the ice hole behind it.

"Tiezi, would you like one?"

"What does this smell like?"

Time spent chatting with him, but his eyes were looking around, observing everything here.

This has reached the fourth level. The golden turtle mirror says he is a real person? Who the hell believes it?

Although the acting skills of the first three levels of cunning mirrors are poor, they are quite clever. They often use tricks to deceive themselves, but their tricks are relatively naive.

This golden turtle mirror is on the fourth floor, and its character is definitely not much better, so you must stay on guard.

"What does it taste like?"

This question stopped the golden turtle image. What kind of flavor could this ice skate have? Isn't it just the taste of water?

"I can't describe what this tastes like. It might be a bit salty. How about you taste one and explain it to me?"

The golden turtle mirror handed the popsicle in his hand forward again.

Shi Guang didn't say anything, and slowly walked towards the ice bed where the golden turtle was mirrored.

Apart from some slippery conditions on the road, there were no other problems.

Time came to the hospitable golden turtle mirror and glanced at the popsicle in his hand.

“Even dogs won’t eat this thing from you!”

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about? This is! I slipped it out with my own hands. The shape of each popsicle was changed with the body temperature of my crunching nest! These popsicles are all my hard work. You don't have to love them, but please don't hurt them. !”

The golden turtle's mirror image stretched its neck and looked at the time, feeling so angry in its heart!

"vomit……"

Shi Guang looked at the popsicle in the golden turtle's hand that seemed to be filled with green poisonous gas, and almost vomited it out.

This guy is so disgusting. What kind of process is this? Use the temperature of the crunch nest to change the shape of the popsicles?

No wonder every popsicle is so smooth and smooth, and the popsicles slide out with a crunch!

"No wonder you said these popsicles are damn salty..."

Shi Guang looked at the golden turtle mirror and muttered angrily, but he rolled his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.

"My friend, have you ever heard that iron becomes sweet in a low temperature environment?"

With that said, Shi Guang rummaged through the storage space and took out a piece of forging material—thousand-year meteorite iron!

Good guy, as soon as I took out this thousand-year-old meteorite, the temperature of dozens of degrees below zero suddenly turned it into cold iron lumps.

Shi Guang's hands trembled, and he quickly placed the piece of iron next to the ice bed of the golden turtle mirror.

Unexpectedly, the temperature of this ice bed was even lower. After the thousand-year-old meteorite iron was placed on it, a layer of ice patterns appeared from the bottom, spreading out at a speed visible to the naked eye, instantly covering the entire iron lump.

"Does iron make it sweet?"

The golden turtle mirror frowned. This was the first time he heard this statement.

"How can iron become sweet? You must be lying to me!"

The golden turtle mirror looked at the time displeasedly.

"I kindly invited you to eat popsicles, but you lied to me?"

"Who lied to you? I have already taken out this iron. If you don't believe me, try it!"

Time rolled his eyes, as if you didn't believe it.

"Is what you said true?"

The golden turtle mirror looked at the thousand-year-old meteorite iron covered with a layer of ice on the ice bed, then looked at the time, and picked up the iron lump with hesitation.

"Huh? This temperature is quite comfortable to hold in your hand..."

The golden turtle mirror held the iron lump in its hands, with a look of surprise in its eyes.

He is worthy of being the mirror image of an ice-type demon general. He still feels comfortable even though the iron is frozen like this...

Shi Guang looked at the golden turtle mirror with some anticipation. This was the first time he had seen someone so heartless that he really dared to lick iron in a low-temperature environment.

The golden turtle mirror held the iron lump and looked at it, then stuck out its tongue.

With a "Wow" sound, the golden turtle's mirror image's big tongue stretched out and licked the ice lump.

In such a short moment of contact, the tongue of the golden turtle's mirror image stuck to the iron bump.

"#%!? Hmm&tongue*@￥!!"

The golden turtle's mirror image stuck out its tongue, and the tip of its tongue stuck to the iron bump. It couldn't pull it off, and its tongue was stretched so long.

Shi Guang looked at the long tongue of the golden turtle's mirror image with envy. Look at the length of the tongue...it must be a good match for women, right?

"Hey!? Hmm#@tongue&*%!!"

Seeing that Shiguang ignored him, the golden turtle mirror quickly patted Shiguang with his hand, indicating that his tongue was stuck.

"Don't worry, you, open the entrance to the fifth floor and I will help you open it. Otherwise, just stick to it."

Shi Guang put his hands in his hands and said with a smile.

The golden turtle mirror got angry when he heard this. I kindly treat you to some popsicles, but you are here to plot against me?

How can I survive in this icy and snowy environment without being able to heal myself?

The golden turtle mirror stopped talking. He held the iron knot with both hands and pulled it out desperately. His tongue was pulled out by half a meter, which showed how elastic it was.

The golden turtle image even began to cast spells, and the temperature of the iron knot dropped again, trying to freeze the skin on his tongue with the power of extreme ice, so that he could be liberated as a whole.

But he underestimated the cold-resistant ability of the thousand-year meteorite iron. No matter how cold it was, the thousand-year meteorite iron worked stably and worked better than a sticky mouse board. It glued the golden turtle's mirror image's tongue tightly, leaving no space at all.

"Hey yo..."

The golden turtle mirror sat on the bed with a sad face.

It’s so uncomfortable to stick out your tongue all the time...

"How are you thinking about it? Just let me go, or else the thousand-year-old meteorite will freeze the tip of your tongue?"

Shi Guang looked at the golden turtle mirror and said happily.

"You￥#&*popsicle#@￥go over!"

The golden turtle's tongue was stuck to the outside and his speech was not very clear, but Shi Guang could still understand what he wanted to express.

This guy still refuses to give up and wants to eat the popsicles he made.

Time would never eat such dark cuisine even if it were to die!

"I won't eat popsicles. It's okay. If you don't hold your tongue, it's okay. You can think about it yourself."

With that said, Shi Guang squatted down with his hands in his hands and ignored the golden turtle mirror.

The golden turtle mirror thought about it and felt that what this guy said seemed to be right.

If your tongue is stuck all the time, you won't be able to eat popsicles!

"Boy! I opened the #@￥, please help@#!"

The golden turtle mirror pointed at the teleportation array that lit up behind the bed and said angrily.

"Hehe, wouldn't it be fine if we had done this earlier?"

Shi Shi stood up and tightened his belt.

"In our hometown, a situation like a tongue stuck on iron can only be solved with one trick in the wild..."

The golden turtle mirror looked at Shi Shi with some confusion and walked over with a smirk on his face.

But when he saw the next movement of time...

“No!! #@￥!! Don’t come here!!!