Online Games Plague Master

Before going out, Zhang Tou has a good habit of looking at the things in the room and looking for the keys to see if he has forgotten anything? Who would have thought that when he just turned his head, he saw Old Li's wrinkled old face, and the saliva in his bloody mouth was linked up and down like a drawing.

For a moment, he shivered from fright, first let out a scream, then made an extremely exaggerated gesture, stepped back a few steps, calmed down and shouted: What are you doing? Old Li, there is something wrong with you.

Old Li was also dumbfounded, shouldn't he be asleep? Didn't they wait for me? how come? It's over, it's over, how can I explain it? No matter how you explain it, it’s wrong, hey, yes, there is.

Oh, I'm a little hungry, and I want to ask you to go down and have something to eat together, so we two brothers can talk. Old Li gave an exaggerated oh, and took advantage of the opportunity to explain, with a serious face that no one could see Clue.

Is that really the case? Old Zhangtou asked in disbelief, he still felt that Old Litou had something to hide from him.

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

That's right, the three of us together.

Hearing this, Old Li was still wondering how could there be three people? Boom, there was a sound of closing the door, at this time Old Zhao Tou also came out of the room, seeing the two of them, he immediately said politely: Hey, Old Li Tou, you haven't slept yet, let's go together, you are also hungry Alright.

Yes, I'm hungry too, let's go downstairs and have something to eat together. Old Li took over the conversation in an instant.

Keep down, both of you, don't wake Aunt Sun and Qingrou up. Although the old Zhangtou is usually out of tune, he still knows how to love others.

Uh-huh

Uh-huh

As they spoke, the three of them went downstairs, and when they went downstairs, they saw Qing Qing and Grandma Sun watching TV, talking and laughing, er, caring is useless! But the sound of the TV was turned on very low, and they kept eating, these two foodies.

The three old men looked at each other and turned on the headlights downstairs. It was as bright as day in an instant, and the two beauties turned their heads to look at them.

Didn't you sleep? Are you a little hungry? The old man asked with concern, and went straight to the refrigerator to take out bread and jam. This is the trendy way of eating that they just learned from Xiao Li today.

That's right, the meal in the afternoon is too small, Qing Rou is hungry, Grandpa Zhang, I want it too. Qing Rou's voice sounded like a lark, begging for bread.

Old man Zhang smiled and gave Qingrou first, and then their little princess first.

Since everyone is hungry, let me cook some dishes. How about we chat while eating? By the way, wait for Xiaoye, why hasn't Xiaoye come out yet? Grandma Sun can carry the banner at critical times people.

Okay, okay, I haven't tasted Miss Sun's handicraft for a long time, by the way, you can use that fire, don't burn yourself. Old Zhao's face was full of longing and anticipation, but still Concerned exhorted.

Don't worry, I'm not a young man in his fifties, I'm measured. Uh, this sentence is simply...

I want to eat too, Grandma Sun, I want to eat too, Grandma Sun. In Qing Rou's memory, the number of times Grandma Sun cooks can be counted on the fingers, but they are all very delicious. My brother's culinary skills are inherited here.

Wow, the beauty cooks in person, I'm really looking forward to it, but let's eat some bread first. Lao Li looked like a nympho, and he could tell something from his wretched name.

Qingrou, you have to eat less. Grandpa has been watching you all day. After eating so much, be careful that your whole stomach will explode with a bang. Old man Zhang leaned over and lay on the sofa in an instant to scare Qingrou.

Hmph, Qingrou is not afraid, Qingrou just wants to eat. Qingrou pouted her mouth and swore with her head held high.

Okay, eat softly, but if you become a big fat man, Xiaoye won't like it. I remember Xiaoye likes skinny ones. Seeing that one plan failed, the old Zhangtou suddenly turned his eyes and thought of another plan. .

Needless to say, this trick really worked, Xiao Qingrou hurriedly handed all the potato chips and bread to Grandpa Zhang.

Qingrou's actions and those eager eyes immediately made the three old people burst out laughing.

Haha, these three people usually live by teasing and gently.

After Qing Rou put down the food in her hands, she immediately realized that the grandpas were playing tricks on her. She stuck out her tongue at them, made a face, and ran to the kitchen to help Grandma Sun. Grandma rushed out and continued to sit by the TV and watch TV.

Note: Children must not enter the kitchen!

Time passed slowly, Qingrou would turn her head to look at the watch behind her every minute to confirm the time, and at the same time check to see if there was any sign of her brother's door being opened.

What is Yu Ye doing now? Of course, he is still trapped in the copy and cannot extricate himself. His copy is completely different from everyone else's. That hidden golden light completely changed Yu Ye's copy.

Ding, welcome to Level 5 Illusion—True Copy.

There is no real scene in the place where the rainy night appears, and everything is nothingness. Under the feet is a picture scroll like splashed ink, black and white intersecting, which is quite artistic; above the head is a strange pattern made of various colors of paint. Staring at it for a long time makes people dizzy.

The surrounding scene 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 you can touch it with your hand; it seems to be far away, and you can't find it at all.

What, shouldn't it be a level 5 reward dungeon? What's going on? Level 5 illusory—what the hell is a real dungeon? What is this for? Is it real or illusory? It's too vague. Rainy night Standing there sluggishly, at a loss, not even daring to take a step forward.

Just kidding, in case you fall one step forward.

Before the rainy night waited long, a hazy voice with a touch of ethereal sounded, welcoming the player Holy Dragon to the fifth-level illusion—the real copy, where you can regard everything as illusory or as real.

When Yu Ye heard such words, an indescribably embarrassed smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he did not speak. Is this supposed to be true? Or is it fake?

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

This dungeon was built by the ancient illusory nightmare god with thousands of years of energy. The manpower and material resources in it cannot be calculated by common sense. Adrift, unable to be opened, unable to be detected.

This time, you should have opened it by chance. We don’t know how you opened it. Next, I will introduce the specific effect of this copy for you in detail.

This copy has only one effect: refraction.