Dressed like a deadly enemy

The person who was knocked out stabilized his figure instantly, turned around and met Lu Junzhuo face to face, and exclaimed: "Demon ancestor?!"

After Yuanxi yelled, he spoke very quickly: "Heavenly Dao is chasing after him, right outside the door."

At this moment, there was a muffled groan, the sound of someone falling to the ground, and the sound of a sword scraping the ground.

Lu Junzhuo moved faster than him, his figure flashed, and the person was already outside the door, before he had time to take a closer look, the lightsaber flew out, collided with a giant sword, and bumped into the direction of the sword, causing the owner of the sword to pause and turn his head looked over.

"It's really you." Xin Yi's appearance in the game hasn't changed much, he still wears the noble boy's attire, but his temperament has changed drastically, with a desperate expression on his face.

After he gritted his teeth and said something, his eyes stayed on Lu Junzhuo's body for a moment, and he retracted the giant sword in an instant, and disappeared.

"Stop chasing." Yun Feitan was helped up by Yuan Xi, coughed twice, and spoke to stop him.

His face was too pale, but his lips were unusually red, and his gaze was like a pool of crystal clear water, with starlight mixed into it.

There were several swords on his white robe, and the blood was mottled, but he turned a blind eye, "You are here."

"Ah."

Lu Junzhuo knew who he was talking about. Just now, he discovered the original vitality in his body. Before yesterday, he was still an ordinary person with nothing special about his body.

He stepped forward to help him from Yuan Xi's hand, took his hand, a burst of vitality was transmitted to him, Yun Feitan's white hair gradually turned black, and his face became much ruddy.

Yuan Xi glanced at the two of them, quietly retreated downstairs, looked back when going out, closed the door and left silently.

The two only had eyes for each other, and they didn't notice that the spiritual formation on the top floor had been withdrawn, the sun was shining, the blue sky and white clouds were in the distance, and the people downstairs were coming in and out.

"The weather is good today." Lu Junzhuo recovered from the silence and smiled brightly, "Let's go, we should have a glass of wine to celebrate."

"it is good."

The figures of the two gradually faded away and disappeared in the sunny top floor.

The time was turned back an hour by them, and everything returned to its original state. There was no fire engine or ambulance downstairs anymore. The company employees in the building were busy. Yuanxi raised his head in surprise and looked out the window.

The two people who were out of time appeared in Lu Junzhuo's small apartment, which was still the same as when he left.

"Just wait for me, it will be fine soon."

He hurried into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, quickly took out the ingredients, poked his head out and asked, "Do you eat spicy food?"

Yun Feitan nodded, with a hint of a smile on his lips, this person will never let his life go off track, he will be what he should be, and will not change for many years.

There was the sound of stir-frying in the kitchen, and a moment later the smell came. Yun Feitan sized up the small one-bedroom apartment in the scent, reached out and stroked the vibrant green radishes by the window, and rolled his eyes. With a flash of color, a thin layer of aura covered the entire building.

"Eat." Soon, four dishes and one soup were set up on the dining table in the living room. Lu Junzhuo took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator and smiled embarrassedly, "It's not convenient for me to go out, so I have to wrong the emperor to drink this .”

Yun Feitan took a can of beer, "You have found the secret realm."

"Yes. Guess where?"

The two sat down at the dining table. The dishes on the table looked very appetizing, and it could be seen that the chef was skilled.

"Cultivation Realm? Immortal Sword Sect?"

"Yes, at the bottom of Fujian Peak. Speaking of which, the Immortal Sword Sect guards such a treasured mountain, and this sect has only produced a cloud for thousands of years."

Lu Junzhuo took a sip of beer, paused for a while, let the ice cool down her throat, and chatted about other worlds while drinking beer.

"The Will of Heaven."

"Heavenly Dao also covets fetishes. Unexpectedly, he also needs the original vitality." Lu Junzhuo said with emotion, picked up a spoon and poured a bowl of soup for Yun Feitan, and he found that the other party didn't seem to like beer very much.

Yun Feitan was very quiet when eating, he raised his chopsticks elegantly, he preferred vegetarian dishes, and would put down his chopsticks when he was talking, so Lu Junzhuo didn't speak again in order not to disturb his meal.

After the meal, Lu Junzhuo cleaned up the dishes. Yun Feitan wanted to help, but he pushed him out of the kitchen. He shook his head while washing the dishes. Who has ever seen the ancient gods do housework.

He glanced back at the living room, where Emperor Qingyuan, who had been restored to his original appearance, was sitting on the sofa, flipping through a game magazine.

Maybe it's not bad to stay, he thought to himself, turning his eyes away and casually glanced at the spiritual circle on the window, but he still dealt with the big trouble in front of him first.

In the community, the security guard rubbed his eyes, why did Duanduan suddenly get dark, is it going to rain?

Outside the ninth-floor window of a unit, there was a phantom floating back and forth, which caused the temperature in the community to drop sharply. When the wind picked up, the quilt of a family who was drying on the balcony was blown by the wind, and it was covered by the phantom, halfway upwind changed, and then the quilt fell to the floor.

In an instant, the rain poured down heavily, and the raindrops fell, knocking on the glass window, almost breaking the glass.

In the room, looking out, it is still sunny and the weather is fine.

Lu Junzhuo turned on the TV, squeezed into the empty seat next to Yun Feitan, and the two sat on the sofa to watch TV.

The Xianxia TV series was playing on TV, and Lu Junzhuo smiled when she saw it, "Imagination is good."

Yun Feitan nodded in agreement.

Lu Junzhuo: "Why did you think of starting a game company?"

A tycoon from another world came to be the overlord, and no one would believe him if he said it, and the technological development of the two worlds is different, how did he manage a high-tech company?

Yun Feitan looked up at him, trying to see something in his eyes, and finally said softly: "20 years ago, the child I secretly took care of fell in love with games."

Lu Jun understood clearly, no need to ask, this child is himself.

When he was a child, after his parents passed away, he was very depressed for a period of time, pessimistic and disappointed, addicted to games, and moved every six months, it was too late to develop friendship with new friends, and he had to leave again. Who was with him did not know Who sent a game console.

Thinking about it now, every birthday gift I receive is a game console, and this year's birthday has not yet arrived.

"Come and see." Lu Junzhuo took his hand, pulled him up, and led him to his room.

The room is very empty, except for a bed, which is a large cabinet standing by the wall. It looks like a wardrobe, but after opening it, it is full of various game accessories in different years and styles.

Lu Junzhuo always carried these things, and they were packed in a big cardboard box everywhere, and each piece was well preserved. He always wanted to find this gift giver, and wanted to say thank you to him.