The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

Lao Wang is a man who is willing to do good deeds. The little lady’s life-release pond can release hundreds of millions of animals at a time. The total number of lives in the village in front of us is only a few. It is necessary to distinguish the priorities. I have coaxed the little lady to be happy and prosperous. A meritorious event, and I can make some extra money by helping others. Today is another fruitful day of catching grass and hunting rabbits.

When the other party saw that Lao Wang actually stopped so carelessly, he was also overjoyed: "Haha, be afraid, keep on being arrogant, arrogant!"

"Get him!"

"Didn't you have a lot of fun chasing me just now? Why don't you chase me anymore?"

Lao Wang snorted a single syllable out of his nose with a sense of superiority, hehe, you guys didn’t even run to the fucking village, and I chased your mother for a berth, a bunch of idiots, I have a huge big toe They are all smarter than your brains.

prism.

A skill or creation that Lao Wang has never seen before, and its attributes cannot be identified.

Polygonal pyramid-like structures as thick as human legs and about two meters high and symmetrical up and down were suspended vertically, forming some kind of array sequence structure around the crowd of people and Lao Wang, with aqua blue glow rippling to form a thin The thin light film has a full sense of science and technology and fantasy.

"Ha~"

There is a reason for Lao Wang's disdain.

The formations under the wish framework usually aim at stacking buffs, adding and subtracting offense and defense, and skill power, or consciously suppressing the performance of individual subordinates, servants of destiny, and creations. If it is the former, it is simply to stack buffs for your teammates. It's okay to attack Jiajia, but if it's the latter, then Lao Wang can only say a word of condolence. This thing is purely unnecessary when taking off his pants and farting.

After all, under Li Cang's intentional or unintentional manipulation, the priority of almost all the skills and methods of the four of them was pushed extremely high due to various objective or subjective factors. Especially Dalei Zi, who had authority and power, he wished he could directly use it as a mortal. With his body against the divinity, the Corpse Weaver Medicine Ghost still staggered after being smashed. Although Lao Wang was not that exaggerated, he never knew what an opponent was when the evil fire came out. It is the only resistance equipment with resistance effect so far. He was still wearing it on Da Leizi, and even he and Li Cang didn't have the fate to get the second set together.

(Note: This is the ferocious dragon's set combo skill, the ferocious dragon's burning true blood)

However, the effect of these prisms somewhat made Lao Wang unable to hold back - these things turned out to be trap cards.

At the moment when the array took shape uncontrollably, Lao Wang felt that the environment he was in suddenly changed. After a top-heavy stumble, he had come to a closed space completely composed of cold and shiny transparent crystals and mirrors. middle.

Or rather, a maze.

The seemingly regular cubic space is filled with his own images up and down, left, right and front. Each one has different movements and expressions, including emotions, anger, sorrow, fighting, cooking, and even some scenes that are not allowed to be described at the starting point. In a flash, chariots, horses, horse artillery, and cannons flash by, and the viewing experience is endless.

Master Wang was furious, but after all, the young lady had just passed by in a flash, so he habitually maintained basic politeness and even took back the curse word: "Fuck you!"

Yes.

The little lady really hates him talking dirty.

A loud shout made the mirrors in the entire prism space tremble. Some of them were simply shattered and at the same time restored to their original state at an extremely fast speed. The voice of the captain was heard from all directions: "Strangle, start!"

In a certain mirror, a group of Black Manta Knights maintained a standard eight-person strangulation formation and crossed from both sides behind him. Old Wang turned around and hammered. There was nothing under the hammer, and the mirror wall behind him that was very close to him was also empty. I don't know when they disappeared, but in the picture in front of me, the team of knights had clearly come behind "him", holding guns and shields, turning his car over to the ground and stabbing him with guns, bleeding profusely.

After the two teams of Black Manta Knights completed their attacks, they rode away and suddenly appeared on the opposite mirror, with a cold and weird smile on their faces that Lao Wang had only seen in horror movies, and their eyes staring straight at them. Looking at him.

"Grass." The reason why Lao Wang scolded his mother was not because the scene was too bizarre and terrifying, but because his back, waist, and chest had the same injuries as those of himself who fell to the ground and groaned in the mirror. Yes, are you so idealistic?"

The somatosensory temperature in the prism space was even lower than that of the outside world. Lao Wang could even feel that as the scarlet spread, the heat in his body was quickly withdrawn. His whole body became weaker and weaker, his body began to stiffen, and his brain became sluggish.

The knight in the mirror retreated, leaving only the captain remaining.

Just a little bit from the tip of his spear, another piece of mirror was dragged to the side of the mirror where he was in some strange way, and the gap was instantly closed and merged into one.

In the mirror, there was an earthen jar squatting half-crouched in the ditch with its waist hunched over: "Li Cang, you are a dog, you are catching a nigga in such a cold weather, skipping classes, skipping classes, what the hell are you doing?" Are you skipping class? Why don’t you give me a cold drink? This thing is so disgusting, where is the fun? "

This is the scene in Lao Wang’s memory.

It's a pity that little Li Cang, a cheater, didn't come out with a handful of roasted loaches and roasted peppers to warm his heart and stomach. Instead, a cobblestone-covered one rushed out from the other side of the river ditch with a face full of color. There must be at least three underground vats. , ah no, three brown bears the height of a little old king.

Little Lao Wang screamed: "This is fucking Yanchuan! There are only a few fucking black bears. Where did this ruthless Siberian guy come from?"

The river was full of pebbles, and outside the river ditch was a shallow layer of snow and dead plant branches. The muddy forest land could not accommodate Little Old Wang's bare feet. He was scratched countless times while he was crawling and rolling. After all, he still had a brown bear on his butt. He touched his paw, and at the same time, Lao Wang felt a sharp pain in his tailbone, and then the pain disappeared. He opened his pants and took another look, only half of his proud two-petal buttocks were left, intertwined vertically and horizontally. The horrific suture scars covered half of my buttocks with patches.

"Haha." The scene turned, and the captain was holding a brown bear's head on his spear, stepping on the bear's corpse, holding Little Lao Wang's head with his left hand, and smiled, "It's an enviable childhood. You didn't look like that when you were a child." It’s so ugly now, so, my child, your friend, where is he now?”

Strangely enough, Lao Wang suddenly felt a kind of gratitude and admiration for this captain, like a lifesaver, as if he really saved his own life by fighting a brown bear in his childhood.

"He's here."

Lao Wang shook his head and his eyes became trance-like.

The other party watched him with a smile the whole time. The snowy streams in the light forest on the mountain were gurgling like silver, and the captain seemed to be surrounded by a sacred and inviolable light.

"My child, I am your friend. I once saved your life. Have you forgotten all these things? You really make me sad."

The captain said, and the screen changed again.

A pair of inseparable men and women were taking a nap in a mountain villa decently and gracefully. The man was a heavy-backed man and the woman was petite. Her voice was soft and her steps were startling.

"Really? I don't believe it!"

"Um??"

Click~

The mirror suddenly exploded, and the captain and more than half of the soldiers were blown out of the mirror. The broken ice crystal mirror left dozens of bloody wounds on their bodies and faces. All of this happened too suddenly, and his He even maintained that false smile on his face before it could be replaced by pain.

Lao Wang swept the broken mirror on the floor, patted his suddenly plump butt, and then sat down with all his might: "Tsk, do you want to know why?"

"For."

Lao Wang raised his eyebrows: "I can't change my name, I can't change my surname. I have a noble work ethic and an excellent memory. After all, the brown bear is still the injured one in Yanchuan Zoo, but I don't even know the woman inside. I, Mr. Wang , I will never forget the face and name of any woman who is in love! Also, that butt is exposed. Didn’t my butt just get chewed by a blind man?”

"What?"

"What's this prism? It's quite interesting. If I'm not mistaken, this thing is based on 'memory'?" The expression on Lao Wang's face was indescribably weird, scarier than the kind of performance in horror movies. There are many, "We are just talking about the possibility that my memory itself is fictitious. Well, it can't be said to be fictitious. In short, you ignorant little brats are really brave. Take your own Are you going to force me to broadcast your skills? Don’t you want to ask the little coin guy for his opinion? You guys have never died!”

After all, the two sides did not speak the same language, and the translator was under great pressure. This paragraph was translated and the captain was confused and could not understand what Master Wang wanted to express.

But what we do know is that Master Wang not only touched the death monument, but also had the opportunity to borrow the light from Dalei Zi Suo Zhihua to have a glimpse of the inner world.

Although I didn’t see any substantive content, just like Li Cangli’s paintings, the memory residual index of witnessing the illusion for the first time is so small that it can be ignored. It focuses on a form, a metaphysical level of plausibility, and a A seed that will take root sooner or later and grow vigorously may seem infinitely small, but in fact it is inclusive of everything. Therefore, even he himself cannot grasp how complicated and explosive the things in Lao Wang's memory are.

Rather than saying that Lao Wang relied on his strong willpower to utter the six-character mantra to crush the darkness with his strength, it is better to say that Xiaobi Zaizi did not allow anyone to use such crude and crude methods to pry into the inner information that they were far from qualified to touch. In one sentence , if you want to know, you can jump on the track and jump into the pit yourself. Even if you are like Li Cang, encountering a Yanchuan courtyard before there is a memorial monument, it is just a matter of probability, but before jumping, sorry, just smell it It may be regarded as an unreasonable blasphemy against the little coin boy and a red fruit coveting power.

"I boldly predict that the little coin boy's blasphemy judgment will not directly kill the subordinates. It goes against his professional ethics. You can rest assured on this!" Lao Wang took out his mobile phone and pointed it at a group of people. Words are not enough to describe it. With a despairing and tragic face, "But your injuries were caused by the collapse of the prism sequence itself. Oops, isn't this a coincidence? Do you think it is? Well, this is a rare material with great research value. I guess your The punishment mechanism for blasphemy is different from that of slaves in orbit. Hey, guys, don’t close your eyes. After describing the specific content of the blasphemy, I will take the time to record your last words for you!”

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At this moment, man's inhumanity to man reaches its humanitarian extreme.

After leaving the prism space, Lao Wang immediately searched for his mobile phone. He was silent for three minutes in front of Huaping, which had been saved for more than three minutes, and cursed: "What a fucking little b*tch, it's so inhumane! I'm fucking But I just made a small target on you a few days ago! You don’t even have this bit of face? I can at least get two bags of golden melon seeds from Li Cang, wow! Woo"

There was no body on the ground, but only about two-thirds of the prism was broken. In the spirit of coming back, Lao Wang tied up the remaining dozen prism crystals with ropes and ran back: "Little miss, little miss." , look at this thing, hehe, it’s not bad, when you have time later, I will carve out some big blue diamonds for you on the machine tool, it’s so exciting!”

"What happened? What took so long?"

"You are sweating profusely, young lady! Do you think my days are passing by like a year? Oh, no, no, no, no need for passionate French wet kisses or anything like that, I understand, I understand!"

"Oh, you've been gone for four hours!"

"?"

Tai Xiaoyi glanced at him, her eyes were quite complicated. To say that Lao Wang was really keen on this kind of thing, she banged the sticks on her shoulders: "Fuck! No, no! It's really not! I I didn’t even enter that village. I got lost in this thing. I have evidence. Uh. Video. Crap! "

Tai Xiaoyi rolled her eyes playfully: "Li Cang is coming back soon. Get ready. These people are not weak in fighting ability."

"Oh," Lao Wang said sadly, "Well, I really didn't enter the village."

Whether Li Cang will come back or not can be known by observing the frequency of the servants of fate entering and exiting the mill gate. Especially when the Turtle-backed Dragon Louse returns, the flash is just like a solar flare taken by Timi, and it is clearly overloaded at a glance.

four hours.

He had just finished a fight here, and the people over there were watching them clean up all the enemy Kuchazi. Lao Wang suddenly felt like a rabbit died and a fox was saddened by its own kind. No wonder some of them were migrant workers. Some people are capitalists.

Count ball

What's wrong with living a life of taking the blame occasionally?

"roar!"

Just as Ah Q was doing this, Miss Qiu, who came out of nowhere, suddenly slapped her paw and almost broke the waistband of his trousers. He turned around and was about to curse, but Miss Qiu gave him another paw with a very bad look.

"?"

"roar!"

[Cang: What the hell is Moji? Hurry up and give it the relic. Why can’t it understand even as well as a dog?]

Lao Wang’s nose is so angry that he’s so angry, couldn’t you fucking tell me in advance?

Li Laixi walked through the same channel, and Li Cang walked into the sheep pen as usual. The two of them were in a good mood. Li Cang threw the relic with Miss Qiu's claws to Lao Wang with his backhand: "You are really a good woodcutter. Ha, I heard from the little lady that you just spent four hours arguing with a group of fish? "

"I@#￥%..."